There is a tense atmosphere permeating the Quanzhen Sect, and those third-generation disciples who usually like to fight have become more restrained.
However, none of them knew what happened. They just heard from the side that after the headmaster took someone out for a trip, it turned out like this when he came back.
The atmosphere in the headmaster's office became even more tense. The seven branch sect masters were kneeling in the main hall where the founder Wang Chongyang was enshrined.
Master Chunyang, the master, was kneeling at the front and kept saying that he was sorry for the founder and the previous masters.
Although this loss was mainly caused by the seven sect leaders, after all, the original sending of people to encircle and suppress the vampire clan was approved by Chunyangzi, and it can be said that it was arranged by him.
Therefore, this matter has nothing to do with him.
In fact, all the seven sect leaders were thinking about one thing. If the sect leader had been willing to send out the Nascent Soul Stage disciples of the chief instructor to help, such a tragic result would certainly not have been caused. Wasn't it because he was protecting the calf?
As Master Chunyang spoke, he began to cry bitterly.
The most unlucky person is Changchunzi. Not only does his Changchun sect have no disciples in the Spiritual Silence stage, but even he, the head of the sect, has fallen from the Distraction stage to the Nascent Soul stage, falling behind the other six sects by a head.
It took him twenty-three years to advance from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Distraction Stage. Although it wouldn't take that long to review it again, it would still take at least ten or eight years.
If you are unlucky, it might be even longer.
But he dared not speak out, because because of his intervention, all branches suffered heavy losses. Anyone can complain, but he can't.
He also scolded himself for being stupid more than once. Why didn't he think that the people who blocked the vampire duke were people from the Cultivation Supervision Department? He should have figured it out with his toes, but he didn't think of it at the time.
This is not surprising. Normally, people from the Cultivation Supervision Department always appear very quickly. As soon as you started fighting, they came over angrily and killed you. But this time it was different. They had been fighting for a long time.
Their people didn't even show up.
This creates a psychological illusion for these people - it turns out that the Cultivation Supervision Department does not care about fighting against foreign races!
It’s not that I don’t care, it’s that the time has not come yet.
As a result, they suffered a big loss. Twelve masters died, and they had to watch helplessly as the only vampire captured alive was taken away. Moreover, because of his rude words, Chang Chunzi lost nearly twenty years of cultivation.
"From today until the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is held, no one is allowed to leave Zhongnan Mountain!" After crying for a while, the headmaster said in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to make noise, fight or play within the scope of Chongyang Palace.
Give me all your dedicated training. Anyone who dares to disobey my orders will be severely punished!"
"Yes, Master!" seven people shouted quickly.
…
Europe, the home of the Vampires.
Holy Emperor Gain is sitting on the throne, and the two leaders below are the two presidents of the Secret Alliance and the Ghost Banquet Alliance, as well as the princes of the thirteen families.
After Gain listened to the words of the Secret Speaker expressionlessly, he said in a cold tone: "A duke of our clan died in China, plus six marquises, and they died at the hands of Chinese cultivators! You have
Let me know what you think!"
Gein is a headstrong person who rarely asks for other people's opinions when doing things. This time, for the first time, he asked everyone to share their thoughts, which made everyone feel a little at a loss.
Because no one knows what this old vampire is thinking.
I guessed what he was thinking, so of course there is no problem in following his thoughts. I am just afraid that if I say something nonsense and make His Majesty the Holy Emperor unhappy, it will be difficult in the future!
Because the Secret Speaker had just had a long conversation, he naturally gave up the first opportunity to speak to the Ghost Banquet Speaker.
The Speaker of the Ghost Banquet, Lao Fake, glared at the Speaker of the Secret House, and thought, you old fox, you are so cunning! Let me be the first to say, if I got to the point, you can follow up, if I say no
At this point, you can express your opinions from another angle.
The Secret Speaker shrugged his shoulders slightly, meaning that I'm cheating on you, what can you do to me?
Fake took a step forward and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I think this incident has had a very bad impact on our clan! For thousands of years, my clan has rarely had conflicts with Eastern cultivators. This time there is actually a duke.
and six marquis were killed. I think we should send more powerful people to China to avenge the dead people!"
The reason why Fake spoke so impassionedly was because the people who died were all members of their secret alliance.
If they wanted to take revenge, it was their Secret Alliance who sent people there, and they had nothing to do with my Ghost Feast Alliance.
The secret speaker glared at Fak with angry eyes. He really hoped to see something from Gein's face, but he couldn't see anything.
"Secret Speaker, what do you think?" Gein asked calmly.
The secret speaker quickly replied: "I think it is better to resolve this matter diplomatically! After all, our clan's biggest enemy now is the Holy Church and the newly resurrected vampire clan, not the Eastern world of cultivation.
.If a fight breaks out with them, the Holy Church will benefit, and the newly resurrected vampire will also take the opportunity to gain valuable time to increase its strength. These are extremely detrimental to us!"
Two speakers, two completely different views.
It's not surprising at all, because they are two opposing parties. No matter what happens, when one side expresses approval, the other side will definitely deny it, and they can never stand on the same position.
Gein remained expressionless and asked the princes to express their opinions.
It’s strange that the princes can come up with any constructive opinions. The people from the Secret Alliance said that the Secret Speaker’s point of view was correct, and the prince from the Ghost Banquet Alliance said that Falk’s point of view was correct. No one was willing to take a step back.
"Okay, like flies, I really shouldn't ask for your opinion!" Gein said impatiently: "I have decided that the Secret Speaker will send a prince to lead a team of nine Dukes to China.
Country! Let our vampires regain their face and let those ignorant cultivators know how powerful we are. Let’s see who dares to disrespect my vampires in the future!”
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is wise!" Old Falk quickly bowed and shouted.
The secret speaker had no other expression except a wry smile.
They actually want to go to war with the cultivators from the mysterious East. They have inherited more history than the blood clan. Although after entering modern times, the world of cultivation has entered a period of decline, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. There are one prince and ten dukes.
, can he be his opponent?
Seeing the embarrassment on the face of the secret speaker, Gein continued: "As for what strategy to adopt after arriving in China, I don't care! Try to avoid head-on confrontation. After all, this is their home field. You can use sneak attacks.
The method is to destroy several of their sects one by one, as long as you can restore my face!"
"Your Majesty, your Majesty!" the Secret Speaker bowed and shouted, as long as there was no head-on confrontation, the princes and dukes sent there might come back alive.
After flattering Gein, he glanced at Fake with a provocative look.
In this internal fight without gunpowder, guns, swords or halberds, neither the Secret Alliance nor the Ghost Banquet Alliance took advantage of the other.
Gain sat on the throne with a satisfied look on his face. For him, political power was more interesting than defeating the Seraph Chapter of the Holy Church.
More than a dozen families were manipulated by him, and the two major alliances reached an unprecedented balance under his intervention.
Only in this way can his rule be stable.
…
Luo Lei was in a good mood and volunteered to work a day shift at Chen Group. After all, he held the title of largest shareholder and vice president on his head.
In the Chen Group Building, there is an office that is as big and small as Chen Yuyao in style and area, and it is specially prepared for Luo Lei.
It's just that he, the hands-off shopkeeper, has never worked here, and most of the time this place is empty.
Anna Shen's title is Assistant to the Vice President, but she actually does the work of the Vice President every day. She also has her own independent office.
Luo Lei has wanted to let Shen Anna take the position of vice president more than once. In this case, she and Chen Yuyao would be equal in the group.
But Miss Shen refused to agree to anything, which made him feel very distressed.
"Wow, this is my office, and it's really... damn big. You think it's such a waste that I don't even come even once!" Luo Lei said, smacking his lips.
"No foul language!" Ana Shen rolled her eyes at him with a charming expression and said, "You are the real owner of this building, so you must be careful when speaking. I don't want you to be called a bumpkin-type shopkeeper who hands off your hands!"
Luo Lei naturally stretched out his arms, put his arms around the slender waist of Shen Damei, and said with a smile: "Sister Anna, it seems that you attach great importance to my image in front of the company's employees. Come on, give me a reward... BO!"
Regardless of whether Ana Shen wanted it or not, Luo Lei vigorously kissed her pretty face hard.
"Damn it, this is an office, okay? I just told you to pay attention to the impact, but you turned a deaf ear to my words, right?" Anna Shen coquettishly reached out and grabbed one of Luo Lei's ears.
"Oh, it hurts, it hurts so much!" Luo Lei said pretendingly.
"It's strange that it hurts!" Ana Shen didn't believe it at all, but still let go of her hand.
Luo Lei continued to hold Miss Shen's exquisite body, and said with a wicked smile: "Sister Anna, I kissed you, and you pulled my ears! Then if I gave you a wet kiss, what would you do to me? Woolen cloth?"
Ana Shen was thinking, it seemed that she hadn't thought about it yet.
"Then what you want is yours, and I want to do mine!" Luo Lei took advantage of her not paying attention, lowered his head suddenly, and kissed the soft little mouth. His tongue easily pried open the beauty's teeth. It soon became entangled with the little fragrant tongue inside.
"Well..."
Ana Shen was caught off guard, and by the time she reacted, it was already too late.
Two small hands weakly patted Luo Lei's back a few times, and then he got lost in his enthusiasm and began to respond!