Little Los Angeles.
In the remote courtyard where Zheng Feiyue and sun Shangxiang once worried about their white hair, there sat a middle-aged man with a pale face. It was not a skin color problem, but purely a psychological effect.
"Sun Yang has no news. I'm afraid something's wrong!" said the middle-aged man.
Opposite him, Liu Qingmang's face was completely opposite, dark and psychological: "what's wrong? Silver fox's contact point was destroyed by us. She is deaf and blind. The plan can't go wrong. What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man clenched his teeth and said, "the planning for hundreds of years is absolutely flawless, not to mention the silver fox. Even the demon code named prime minister is out of reach!"
"I don't want excuses. I just want to know what's wrong?" Liu Qingmang said coldly.
The middle-aged man wiped his sweat and said, "it's too early to draw a conclusion now. My suggestion is to immediately summon the flying corpse cult in the name of the general League to let them find out the whereabouts of Sun Yang and seeds."
Liu Qingmang frowned.
In terms of seeds, the seven sects are no less careful about the General Alliance than tongtianmen. The main reason is that there were too many people killed in the massacre thousands of years ago, and each sect has become a bird of shock.
"You should know that if you poke out the seeds, things will not be under our control. If the tragedy of thousands of years ago repeats itself, you and I can't hold it down."
Liu Qingmang has a headache. The seven sects are afraid of slaughter. Why does the general league like it?
The catastrophe thousands of years ago was presided over by the alliance leader himself and with the will of heaven. Only in this way did the seven sects dare not speak.
Now the leader of the alliance has disappeared, and there is no heavenly will. With a gold medal deacon, let alone oppressing the seven sects, he can't carry an evil god!
It's hard.
The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "that's all, but what I'm worried about is that things are no longer under our control. Adults, if we make decisions, we will be disturbed!"
Liu Qingmang was silent.
After a long time, he stood up and sighed, "it's all right. I'll go to the flying corpse cult myself. Don't hide it. Take my token directly to the city master's residence, find Guo feibai and the law enforcement team, and wait for me there!"
"I see!"
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Flying corpse cult.
When the leader learned that Liu Qingmang came, he didn't have to think about it. He knew it was for the seeds.
However, he still showed a puzzled expression: "I don't know why Lord Liu came here?"
Liu Qingmang shook his head: "Yan, we are old acquaintances. I won't hide some things from you. Whether I let Zheng Feiyue break into your 18th array before or I visit today, there is only one purpose: seed!"
"Seeds?"
The flying corpse cult leader repeated these two words with some difficulty. Many things are seen through without telling, but once told, it proves that there is no room for maneuver.
Will the tragedy of a thousand years ago repeat itself?
He's out of his mind.
But then, Liu Qingmang gave him an unexpected joy: "I already know the identity of the seed. They are Luo Yi and Zhang Shenghai respectively. In addition, there is a Sun Yang, who is my man. Bring it together."
The surprise came too suddenly.
The leader of flying corpse sect hardly tangled, so he rushed to the humanity around him: "find someone immediately. I have an impression that Sun Yang seems to be a disciple of elder Luo. Go and return quickly!"
It is naturally very easy for the leader of a sect to meet the following disciples.
But after the order was issued, two hours later, there was still no human shadow. The leader of the flying corpse cult didn't look very good. He found another person and said, "find someone and find the person I just sent!"
Soon this time, the person sent to find someone came back.
"What's going on?"
The man messed up his job and said nervously, "inform the patriarch that the three people you want me to find are missing. I searched the sect door and didn't see them."
The leader of the flying corpse cult immediately looked at Liu Qingmang and explained, "you should understand that I have no reason to lie to you about this. Besides, Sun Yang is your man. Now even he is missing..."
He didn't say the last part: it has nothing to do with the flying corpse cult!
Although Liu Qingmang had guessed before, he couldn't help sighing deeply when he heard that someone was missing and said, "Sun Yang is both my man and the man of tongtianmen. Now he and seed are missing. Who is the tongtianmen who knows later? Or the third party?"
"I don't know," said the leader of the flying corpse sect. He even had some gloating in his heart.
Liu Qingmang's practice of undercurrent in his sect was about seeds, but he didn't inform his sect leader in advance, so he looked down on people. Now that the seed identity has been confirmed, the flying corpse cult has taken off most of its body. The rest is that the general League and tongtianmen dog bite the dog. He just goes to the theatre.
As for the three missing disciples?
Even the house is broken. It's nothing to break three younger generations. There are many corpses in the flying corpse sect. As long as we can survive the seed crisis, it's not painful to die a few disciples!
Of course, if you think so, you won't say it.
The leader of the flying corpse cult looked at Liu Qingmang, who was deep in thought, and decided not to provoke him for the time being. He said, "it's everyone's responsibility to kill the remaining evils. If Lord Liu has any dispatch, just tell him."
Liu Qingmang: "no matter who robbed the seeds, they should take people away. Check who left the zongmen last night and hasn't returned yet?"
The investigation progressed quickly, and finally one person was locked: Ningyuan.
Soon, witnesses said that Ningyuan was seen going to the west mountain last night.
The west mountain is very remote. In addition to the locust trees, there is only a path for people to walk. Usually, few disciples come to this place.
Liu Qingmang himself was an expert in tracking and tracing. He walked all the way along the path and soon came to the place where he fought last night. When he saw the blood all over the ground and two dead war corpses, there was no luck in his eyes.
The plan failed!
The flying corpse cult leader said in a deep voice, "Ning yuan is just refining corpse water. Lian Zhan doesn't have corpses. It's reasonable to say that he can't be the opponent of Sun Yang and seed."
"He is a spy. Spies cannot be judged by common sense."
Liu Qingmang squatted, rubbed up a piece of blood stained soil, smelled it in his nose and said, "Sun Yang is likely to die, but the seeds are still alive. Ning yuan ran away with them."
The leader of the flying corpse cult nodded and said, "I'll order to arrest Ning yuan immediately. At the same time, I'll send his portraits and materials to other sects for comprehensive search and custody. There's no place for seven sects and fifty-six cities!"
In capturing the remaining evils of Tongtian gate, there has long been a tacit understanding and the practice of cooperation among the seven zongmen.
Liu Qingmang nodded. Sun Yang and the two seeds had an accident. He was convinced that the plan had failed. It was meaningless to hide the seeds.
The top priority now is to stop the loss in time!
Soon, a copy of Liu Qingmang's oral order was sent to all major doors: the seed appeared. Anyone who has a Zong door member missing today and tomorrow, report it immediately! But those who do not report will be punished for harboring seeds!
Since you can't hide it, poke it completely.
The missing persons reported in each case are the seed list.
If there are no missing persons, it would be better to prove that tongtianmen has not succeeded yet. He still has a chance!