"Li Wanyun?" Ding Yi searched for the memories in his mind, but found that he had never heard of this person at all. "Ah, he has recently become famous as a thief of the Chaos God Cult, but he is young and has weak cultivation. The bell on his wrist can confuse people's minds. He is very powerful." Lin Bao said with a smile. "So it's like this." Ding Yi recalled the conversation between Fu Lou and Li Wanyun last night and nodded secretly. Obviously, the two of them should have fought each other a long time ago, and both of them could do nothing to each other. Otherwise, with Fu Lou pretending to be angry, there would have been a fight last night. "Brother Ding, these Chaotic God Sect members are very cunning, and their activities have been quite frequent recently. I always have a good feeling." Lin Bao sighed. "Captain Lin, what is the background of this Chaotic God Sect, so that it can support so many masters?"
Ding Yi asked again. "놊I know, 놋people speculate that 놆those who disbanded the 놅武꽬 sect later, 놊have experienced these things 놊놆people like us 놅께can take care of 놅," Lin Bao chuckled and prepared to leave. "Ah, by the way, Captain Lin, you said you could do me a favor last night, does that still count?" At this moment, Ding Yi suddenly spoke. "Oh? Brother Ding, it doesn't matter." Although Lin Bao was a little surprised, he still stopped and looked at Ding Yi slightly before speaking. "Hahaha, just kidding, Captain Lin. If you become successful in the future, just don't forget about me." Ding Yi laughed suddenly and said with a smile. "Brother Ding has promoted me. If I become successful in the future, I will definitely forget Brother Ding!" When Lin Bao heard this, a smile appeared on his face. He hugged Ding Yi and left the courtyard. Ding Yi looked at Lin Bao's back and shook his head slightly. It seems that in this strange place, there is still a need for someone who is completely reliable and can be used by oneself. Lin Bao seems dull and impulsive, but just because he was able to notify the inspection department in advance last night is enough to show that this guy is simple. "I'm so stupid. Why do you hide your pussy when you meet someone like Lao Liu?" "I'll continue to practice." Ding Yi shook his head and continued to practice the "깇 Level Blood Exchange Technique" in the courtyard. After all, my qualifications are only mediocre and useless. If I can practice a little, even if I really use divine light to improve my realm in the future, it will consume less life. As for the Yuan Qiao Realm technique he obtained last night, Ding Yi studied it carefully and decided not to strengthen it.
The top priority was to obtain the divine refining technique, the Yuan Qiao technique, which strengthened the required lifespan. Ding Yi chose to give up after just glancing at the prompt. Time flew by and the next day arrived in a blink of an eye. These days, the news that the Wuji Sect's house was confiscated swept through the entire White River City like a whirlwind. Some people say that the Wuji Sect has offended the Inspection Department, others say that the Wuji Sect has fornicated with the Chaos God Sect, and some others say that the Wuji Sect has robbed the woman of a certain big shot. For a time, the remaining three sects and seven sects in the city were all in danger, and each restrained their disciples to keep a low profile recently, for fear of being shot. In the courtyard of Dingyi 놅께. "Crack!!" There was a crisp sound, and finally a falcon with a strange shape landed on the table in the courtyard. Ding Yi looked at the demon falcon falling next to him, then with a normal expression, he took the mailbox from its ankle and poured out the wrapped letter paper. Spreading out the letter paper, Ding Yi looked at the signature and found that it was written by Liu Xun, so he immediately started reading from the beginning. After a moment, Ding Yi was stunned for a moment, then stood up and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the room, spread out the paper on the table, and started writing. After a while, Ding Yi finished writing the letter, tore the paper into a suitable size and rolled it back into the mailbox. Then he waved to the demon falcon and tied the mailbox to its feet again. Knocking on the table, the demon falcon immediately understood. With a sharp vibration of its wings, it soared up into the sky. With another flap of its wings, it instantly broke through the clouds and disappeared. Ding Yi raised his head and looked at the direction in which the demon falcon disappeared. He didn't notice that the other demon falcons were chasing after him, so he felt relieved a little. In the letter just now, Liu Xun said that Yin Yang Palace had completed the investigation of the attack on Baiyun Temple, and generally agreed with Liu Xun's statement. Although Sun Qiaoer killed Baiyun Temple to seize the gods, the evidence of Wang Pingshan's collusion with Baiyun Temple was not found in time. As for Liu Xun, he successfully resigned as Director of the Supervision Department and was replaced by a newcomer who was strong in the divine realm. However, the superiors did not punish Liu Xun. Instead, they transferred him to another county as the director of the Supervision Department, giving him a formal status. The county where Liu Xun was newly appointed was called Tutao County, which had fewer people than Qingfeng County and was considered a relatively poor county. Ding Yi was very happy when he saw this. After all, the fewer people there were, the easier it would be for him to do something in the county. He wrote a letter asking Liu Xun to transport the three bloody statues to an abandoned village near Baihe City every month. Waiting for him there on the second day of the lunar month. As for Sun Qiaoer, Ding Yi has not made any move to contact her for the time being. He is still very relieved about Sun Qiaoer. At this moment, she has left to return to Yin Yang Palace. If he contacts her rashly to protest, it may cause trouble. It is better to wait until her side is stable before making any plans. "Refining God, refining God, we must hurry up." At this moment, Ding Yi sighed in his heart, then took out a piece of dough and kneaded it in his hands. The next moment, Ding Yi pressed the dough into a thin, thin slice. Ding Yi used his fingernail to write the entry "Middle-aged man cannot detect human skin mask" on the sheet, and then waited quietly. After a moment, a line of text appeared in front of his eyes. [Currently it can be strengthened. The lifespan required for strengthening is 2 months and 1 day. Do you want to strengthen it? 】
놆! ! Ding Yi directly chose 놆. The next moment, the 놅face on the table was shrouded in a white light. When the white light dissipated, a new 놅human skin mask suddenly appeared. Ding Yi picked up the human skin mask in front of him, and then gently put it on his face. He immediately felt the familiar cold feeling coming from it. Touching his cheek, Ding Yi unexpectedly discovered that he could still feel roughness on his face, and this human skin mask even had a beard on his chin! Ding Yi tugged on his beard, and found that the beard was extremely strong, as if it was really growing in his flesh. He was even more impressed by the gadget produced by this system. "Wanxiang Gate..." Ding Yi touched the beard on his chin and muttered slowly. Wanxiang Gate, Taichu Hall. In the front hall of the palace, several high-level officials gathered together to discuss recent major events. "Elder Wang, how's the investigation going on with the Wuji Sect?" Zhou Ruoxu sat in the center of the hall, looking at one of the rows of seats on the left below, and asked slowly. "Men, we have found out. It is said that the Wuji sect is having an affair with the Chaos God Cult, and too many people are implicated. So we will just throw the blame at once." Elder Wang said with a smile. Although Baihe City is large, the competition among the three sects and seven sects is even fierce. After all, there are only so many weapons. If your family has more, my family will have less. This is a very simple truth. "Where's Song Mingyuan?" Zhou Ruoxu continued to ask. "I've never heard of him. Song Mingyuan is weak and should have escaped." Elder Wang thought for a while and then continued. "It's a pity, I still want to decide the outcome with him." When Zhou Ruoxu said this, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head slightly. = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail-300x250' , target_type: 'mix' });