fifth form

Chapter 2338 Hedging
"How about it?"

"No reaction, they are still reciting!"

By six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had set and the sky had turned dark blue.

Ren Anran was a little uneasy and went to Zhang Xuezhou to ask about the situation.

Zhang Xuezhou spread his hands, indicating that after Jin Shixue, who was the slowest in his travels, brought his men here, the plan for the Eye of Fortune had not been realized.

Perhaps he did not possess the talent of luck eye, or it was difficult to attract the luck remaining in the bronze turtle, or this bronze turtle spirit was a conscious being like Huang, and could not understand the "Grave Sutra" of Great Chinese and could not respond, or the "Grave Sutra" of Great Chinese was not suitable for this world. Everyone cooperated in reciting from morning to afternoon, but no one has succeeded so far.

To those who were unaware of the situation, everything seemed normal, but to Zhang Xuezhou and others, the atmosphere was indeed a bit depressing.

Ren Anran rarely walks back and forth like this, and Zhang Xuezhou also finds it difficult to sit still, so he chooses to take deep breaths to adjust himself.

Huang Daoxian may not have arrived yet, or he may have already entered Xijing City. He may investigate the four locations mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou and others, or he may come directly.

There is not much time left for everyone to use the bronze turtle.

If there is no gifted person who has opened the Eye of Luck, this also means that the first method prepared by everyone against Huang Daoxian will fail in a hurry.

"Is it a conflict of luck?"

All these events led to internal strife between Zuo Luo and Zuo Jin, and also caused the collapse of the luck of the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum, resulting in the destruction of Huang Daoxian's arrangements.

Huang Daoxian was unlucky, and Zhang Xuezhou also realized later that the backlash was constantly eroding him.

Everything they planned and intended failed one after another. Even though things had been pushed forward at the fastest speed a few months ago and all the political and social conditions of the Red Alliance were in order, no one had the strongest strength to face Huang Daoxian.

As soon as Zhang Xuezhou planned the Fortune Eye incident, there were only a few people cooperating with him, and none of these people could realize their intended wishes at the moment.

Although no battle of martial arts has started at the moment, the actual conflict has already affected all aspects unknowingly.

Things are a little bad, but Zhang Xuezhou is worried that one link will affect another, or even lead to a series of defeats.

While Ren Anran entered the guard room to check on everyone, Zhang Xuezhou was constantly sorting out the many impacts brought about by his martial arts skills.

The more he tried to sort it out, the harder it became to sort it out.

“Perhaps only Master Dong can find the trajectory of the conflict in an emergency situation and find a way out!”

There are few people who have the same skills as Zhang Xuezhou, and even fewer who are gifted in this area.

He pondered over the limited content of his own martial arts, and kept thinking about the trajectory of martial arts mentioned by Dong Zhongshu, trying to find a normal route from this chaotic influence.

As the sky gradually darkened, the headlights of the security center began to illuminate the surroundings.

In the distance, Ren Yisheng was laughing loudly, and dozens of people with gloomy faces followed him.

There are few fools among those who can enter the committee. If Ren Yisheng himself had not been in the center of the crowd, many elderly committee members would really misunderstand that this was a way for them to be executed by firing squad.

"Is Commissioner Zhang here too?"

Zhong Rang, who was behind Ren Yisheng, felt uneasy and looked around at the familiar security center.

Only when he glanced at Zhang Xuezhou on the rooftop of the security center did he feel a little relieved.

One can be crazy in one's life, one can make sacrifices in one's life, but one cannot drag the younger generation to be buried with him.

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou standing on the roof of the security center, Zhong Rang's ominous judgment disappeared for the most part.

"Yes, he's here too!"

Ren Yisheng nodded, and looked at the many elderly committee members around him. Everyone cooperated without gaps in Qin Mengzhong, but everything suddenly became different after returning to Xijing City.

Ren Yisheng knew very well that if he made any small move, the many elderly committee members around him would take action in an instant, and the committee members involved in their faction would inevitably fight each other in chaos.

This atmosphere of conflict has always existed in this large group, but after approaching the guard center and seeing Zhang Xuezhou and others, Zhong Rang and others felt relieved and were no longer as tense as before.

"Commissioner Zhang, what are you looking at on the rooftop so late at night?" Li Qi asked.

"I don't know what he is looking at," Ren Yisheng shook his head repeatedly.

"He was looking up at the sky, not at us specifically." Zuo Lianguang muttered, "Did you create a big mess, and do you need the collective cooperation of our allied country's sequence masters?"

"What do you mean?"

Chimon Hagrid, who was caught in the crowd, murmured.

He looked at Ren Yisheng, then at Zhong Rang and the others, and felt that even oxen and horses could not be ordered around like this. He had only been in Xijing City for two days, and in the blink of an eye they were being led out to fight.

This made him want to go back to Qin Meng.

No matter how dangerous Qin Meng is, it can't be this bad.

Of course, Chimon Haig had to say that the people of the Red Alliance were very immoral. These people inexplicably sowed countless seeds around Huli Port, attracted countless birds, and made the external environment there a mess.

The current actions are obviously inexplicable and the results will inevitably be terrible.

It didn't take Qimeng Haig much thought to know that any unreasonable collective action would involve high risks.

"I suddenly feel the urge to pee," Qimeng Hagrid said, "I want to pee alone for a while!"

"Now that we're here, don't think too much about it," Ren Yisheng advised.

"Yes, now that we are here, it doesn't matter where we stay for a while." Li Yingbo echoed, "I will find a private bathroom for Mr. Qimeng Haig right now, and I guarantee you will pee until you are satisfied!"

"We are all together," Wang Haoran said in a muffled voice, "We are not afraid of the threat brought by Twilight Chaos, so you uncles should not worry about anything!"

"Everyone, the sun rises and sets, the moon sinks and floats. Here we can watch the rising and falling of Proxima Centauri and Proxima Centauri II, and wait for the sun to shine. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to step foot in the southern part of Xijing?" Qin Wenhan said loudly.

"Qin Wenhan, stop talking!"

Qin Zhong was extremely dissatisfied and complained about Qin Wenhan, but Qin Wenhan obviously didn't care about his father's conservative attitude.

He glanced at the many committee members, then at foreign aid like Qimeng Haig, and at Ren Yisheng who kept smiling apologetically. He knew very well how difficult the current situation was.

Even when dealing with Pei Jing and other matters, Ren Yisheng had never behaved like this.

This only proves that Ren Yisheng has no confidence in winning and can only try to increase the balance by increasing the stakes.

"Who is the Huang Daoxian?"

He looked around and exchanged glances with Zhu Liangping, who had encountered a strange situation in Pan'an.

What seemed like just six seconds to everyone else at the time felt like almost a week to Zhu Liangping. His mind kept lingering on Zhu Wei's death and he almost became a mental patient.

This is an opponent that is so difficult that there is no way to deal with it. It is also a high-risk opponent and an opponent that we have never met before.

Even though many members of the Red Alliance and former members of the Old Age Mansion had gathered around him, Qin Wenhan did not feel safe at all. Instead, he felt heavy in his heart.

Qin Wenhan muttered to himself, and heard faint thunder in the night.

Proxima Centauri 1 and Proxima Centauri 2 did not appear normally as they did last night. The shining light of these two big stars in the night slowly faded away, leaving only a dark night sky.