The big iron city at the moment is quite different from half a month ago.

After the "baptism" of the wuyoujiao uprising, most of the factories and mines were riddled with holes, smoke and dust, and the broken walls and collapsed rubble were piled up like high mounds.

Because most of the old and weak women and children were evacuated by long Yangjun and Li Jialing, the originally vibrant and busy slum has become a dead silence. Occasionally, some dull looking residents poke their heads out of the ruins, but they don't have any expression in their eyes. They can't tell whether they are human beings or ghosts, human beings or ghosts.

In order to resist the anger of the immortals, a large number of strong workers volunteered to stay.

In order to resume production as soon as possible, the cultivators did not have too much trouble for these workers. In the ghostly ruins, the smelting furnace and production line began to "boom" again.

The workers seemed to have vented their anger in the riot, and now they became exhausted and lifeless fish at the mercy of the immortals.

However, the cultivators are still strengthening the war preparedness of the big iron factory day by day.

Every day, truckloads of troops and fighting puppets are transported to the ground. Their armor and guns are engraved with the shining three-star lightning war emblem. Even behind the three-star lightning, there are protruding skeletons as the background.

The three-star lightning battle emblem of skeleton is a symbol of the elite of the imperial army. In the early days of the human Empire, it was the symbol of death.

Even now, the imperial army has been weakened, but it is not comparable to the private soldiers pieced together by the black iron group.

Not to mention in the elite of the Imperial Army, there are also some women in cloaks who hide in the shadow all the time.

They are like a Black Mist gushing from the mouth, nose, eyes, ears and the pores of the whole body, which makes people shiver and freeze to the bone marrow.

These women are now the most frightening evil star on the whole Celestial Star, the demon hunting maids of the heaven demon court.

Every day, countless elite members of the royal guards and demon hunting maids come to the iron works with a large number of ground penetrating chariots and magic weapons suitable for underground operations. They use the iron works as a transit station. After a short rest, they go down to the deeper underground. It seems that the immortal cultivators are really determined to seize Li Yao and long Yangjun at all costs.

The big iron factory has completely turned into an arms factory and a barracks. It's like a hedgehog covered with spines. Naturally, you don't have to worry about the trouble of the mob of worry free education.

But Li Minghui, the owner of the big iron works and the president of the black iron group, was not happy at all.

Although Li Minghui himself went to his new godfather, the elder of the Li family, for help after he escaped the first day of his life, and asked the other party to send troops to help him suppress the wuyoujiao uprising and recapture the iron factory.

However, the situation after that was far beyond his expectation and control. It was escalating at a fast speed. Even the elite of the royal guards and the court of heaven and devil were involved. It was very likely that the leader of the reformists, Queen of the Empire Li Linghai, would be involved!

Li Minghui can't help but complain in secret.

He knows that although he is a strong yuan baby, in the middle of the star sea where yuan baby is like a dog, and in the high-level struggle between the giants of at least the God level, Yuan baby's low level is really a chess piece that can't be smaller. Anyone who moves his little finger can crush him to death.

Now, the operation of the big iron plant is completely out of his way, which means that it has been "expropriated" by the reformers. Instead of reaping any benefits, he has to spend all his life's savings to serve all kinds of people. He has to recruit the old spirits who can't be provoked, as well as the arrogant soldiers of the Imperial Army and the court of heavenly demons. He has to spare no effort to maintain the production of the big iron plant, Working overtime to refine the magic weapon components urgently needed by "the top", the daily cost is astronomical, almost every day in his heart, cutting flesh alive!

It's easier to ask God than to send him away - Li Ming Hui now knows the meaning of this sentence.

But what can he do?

Today's imperial capital is not the capital of a year or half a year ago. Even the prime minister and his majesty of the empire can be killed without knowing it. Even the families of the four general election emperors and Marquises will be driven out of the polar world and the Celestial Star by the reformists. In the face of the changing tide of the times, Li Minghui is nothing, and he can still keep his head on his head, that is, his ancestral grave is full of smoke.

Now, of course, the woman sitting in his office, behind his desk, on his office chair, who doesn't even look him in the eye, is the existence he can't afford.

Like a frozen lobster, Li Ming Hui bows his waist. His forehead and back are covered with cold sweat. He has a smile on his face that is uglier than crying.

It's not only because the other's cultivation is a whole higher level than him, but also because he is a famous senior God.

More because the other party is the core figure of the reformers, the right arm of her royal highness, the master of the court of heavenly demons, and the leader of all demon hunting women, the moon is matchless!

With the fall of Dongfang Wang, the Prime Minister of the Empire, the demon hunter association also disintegrated, and Dongfang Mingyue, the leader of the demon hunter Association, disappeared. At present, the empire is left with only one secret service agency, the court of heavenly demons.

In the fight of the reformists to expel the four general election families, the court of heavenly demons also made great contributions. Even several imperial elders were invited to the court of heavenly demons as guests, and then disappeared without any sound, leaving even half of their hair behind.

With the revolutionaries completely occupying the celestial sphere and the Celestial Star, the court of heavenly demons has become the existence of all the immortals in the imperial capital who are afraid of hearing it. There are really those immortals who are named by the court of heavenly demons and then end themselves.

The hostess of the court of heavenly demons drinks tea in her office chair. Li Minghui can still hold on to her legs without shaking. She is already a tough man.

Of course, the main reason is that Yue Wushuang didn't pay attention to him at all. He didn't even look him in the eye once when he came to the bottom of the earth for such a long time, and regarded him as an insignificant dog.

Even now, the moon is still focused on the three-dimensional combat video suspended on the desk.

The video records the chaotic fighting scene of the whole iron works during the Wuyou sect uprising half a month ago.

Although I have seen it for at least 300 times, the moon is still as if I saw it for the first time. I almost want to bury my face in the three-dimensional light curtain.

Especially when Li Yao, long Yangjun and Li Jialing appear in the picture, she wants to pause the video and observe it carefully from every angle, like seeing flowers from every mottled and vague detail.

After watching the battle video again from the beginning to the end, Yue Wushuang pulled her cold vision out of the three-dimensional light curtain, but covered her expression with her cloak. Without looking at Li Minghui, she said faintly, "Li Changlao and instructor song, are your people going to pursue and kill you? Is there any latest news?"

Elder Li is Li Jianyi.

Song instructor is "broken star sword" song Huanzhen.

They were originally the top leaders of the four election families, but they were accepted by Wu Yingqi, the black star emperor, in the underground palace war and turned to the camp of the reformers.

This time, they went deep into the ground to suppress the wuyoujiao uprising, and pursued Li Yao, Li Jialing and the three Huashen of "Oriental bright moon", namely yuewushuang, Li Jianyi and song Huanzhen.

Li Jianyi and song Huanzhen went all the way to kill long Yangjun, Dongfang Mingyue, with their best troops.

If Yue Wushuang had another important task, he would stay in the big iron factory as a commander.

Hearing her voice, Li Minghui shivered in his heart and gasped: "if President Huiyue is not, the underground world is intertwined, with lots of gaps and forks, and rocks of different natures hinder the stimulation of the search spirit. If the other party digs into any corner, it will be difficult for him to reach the sky - and, If the other party simply died in the depths of the earth, it is more like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the corpse.

"Although my people have been underground for decades, they are not indigenous here. They seldom move far away from the big iron works, so, so..."

"Well?"

Month matchless cold hum a, way, "since have no news, what do you come to do?"

A cold hum almost flew Li Minghui's spirits. He stood for a long time with his face as earth color, lowered his head deeper, and said respectfully: "I... My subordinates want to ask President Yue what to do with the leaders of worry free sect who are in prison?

"It seems that they were seriously injured in the interrogation a few days ago. Several of them burned their brains, and two died this morning. My subordinates don't know whether they should leave these people. They want to help them with treatment and save their lives. They are afraid that President Yue will make other arrangements. This..."

"It's a small matter. You can do it as you like."

Yue Wushuang said, "worry free education is just a small fish. What's important is the fish raisers behind the fish. Their brains are all hollowed out. They have no use value at all. You can deal with them whatever you want.

"Wait a minute, how is your refining progress now? It seems to be 15% behind the expected target, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes... 15.5% behind."

Li Minghui said bitterly, "chief Yueting Mingjian, a riot just broke out half a month ago. Almost all the supporting factories were razed to the ground, and most of the workers lost. It's a miracle that production can be resumed so soon. My subordinates have done everything they can."

"I don't know about production. It's your business. No matter what method you use, even if you put yourself in the furnace, you have to catch up with the plan in the next month. Otherwise, I'll put you in myself."

Yue Wushuang said with no expression, "the leaders of Wuyou sect, including Xu Zhicheng, will drag them out in the afternoon in front of all the workers. Let's face it.

"Then, you tell the workers that if they can achieve their goals in one month, I will forgive them all their sins, including their families; If not, what Xu Zhicheng looks like today is what they will look like tomorrow.

"Let them cherish the hard won job opportunities now, and don't force me to kill them. One day, the iron works won't even leave a living ant!"