The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　He calmly walked into the homes of his victims and calmly killed them, using the most bloody and brutal means.

　"If his purpose is revenge..." Xing Mo whispered, "then what is the source of this hatred?"

　Everyone looked at Vivian, and Vivian shook her head slightly:

　"I do not know."

　Everything in her shattered memories has not been pieced together yet, so how can she know the past of the Ice Dragon family?

　In fact, after arriving in Danzhou, Vivian had also looked up relevant information.

　She privately asked Ruan Lili and Mr. Cha if the Ice Dragon still had blood in Yan Xia. If not, why?

　The answer they got was that the ice dragon had become extinct in Yanxia, ​​and the attitudes of the two were also very subtle. It was obvious that they did not want to mention anything about the ice dragon.

　"Don't worry," Xing Mo patted Weiwei's shoulder. "We will split into two groups this afternoon. One team will investigate the case file given by the prefect to see if there is any connection between the victims, and the other team will look for the suspect."

　"Suspect?" Alice frowned. "Who is it?"

　"Of course it's Lin Yan, the son of tobacco tycoon Lin Kemu," Xing Mo smiled. "Remember him? He has a Black Dragon Society tattoo on his arm, and from the looks of it, he's definitely not a member of the Black Dragon Society, otherwise he wouldn't have to rely on that young military officer to take action."

　"Although we can't get any useful information from him, at least we can try to investigate the origin of his tattoo and implicate the Black Dragon Society, who have been hiding behind this."

　"Could it be that Linkmu is a member of the Black Dragon Society?" Aurora suddenly asked.

　"It's not confirmed yet," Xingmo shook his head. "If so, why did he die so easily? Heimu used the power of the tattoo in front of us. He mobilized such an unknown force that even Cain didn't notice his presence."

　"There might be a class division," Alice nodded. "In short, Lin Yan is indeed a good breakthrough point."

　"Leave this kid to you guys to investigate," Aurora waved her hand. "If the little saint appeared before him, who knows what kind of crazy he would go."

　"Well, we're responsible for investigating Lin Yan," Vivian whispered. "I'll leave the investigation of the files to you."

　A vengeful ancient dragon...a tattoo that harnesses the power of the Dragon Lord...layers of mystery shroud the world...

　What role does the Black Dragon Society play in this? Are they prey pursued by the Ancient Dragon Hunters? Or are they hunters, hiding in the unknown fog, waiting for an opportunity to hunt?

　At present, all this is uncertain.

　However, one thing is certain...

　"Aurora, your hot pot base is very good."

　Xing Mo rubbed the little evil god's head and held out his chopsticks:

　"Okay, forget about it, let's eat first!"

　Danzhou Prefecture.

　Zuo Huai angrily pushed open the door, rushed into the room, and slammed his hands on the table.

　"They've tricked me!" he yelled. "Stop working with them! There's definitely something wrong with them!"

　Behind the table, Zuo Shangtang, the governor of Danzhou, calmly drank a sip of tea and put the teacup back on the table.

　He raised his head, glanced at his furious son, and whispered:

　"Knock before entering."

　“No time

　"What a waste of time! They kidnapped my people!" Zuo Shao shouted, "You..."

　"Snapped!"

　A clear and loud slap landed hard on Zuo Huai's face, making the arrogant young master a little dazed.

　"Do you know what you've done?" Zuo Shangtang roared, "You really sent people to their house to cause trouble? Are you crazy?!"

　"They are so arrogant..." Zuo Shao covered his face, still in shock, "They...killed the Dragon King...and they think they are so great?"

　"Is it something amazing or not? Is that something you can decide?" Zuo Shangtang roared in frustration. "Do you know who she is? Do you know who you're messing with? Do you know?"

　"I don't know!" Zuo Shao roared, "Why should I care about those Westerners? They came to our territory and looked down on us. I have to dampen their arrogance!"

　"Your mother has a cold leg."

　Zuo Shangtang slapped Zuo Huai in the face again. He lost all his usual calmness and arrogance, and began to pace back and forth beside the desk.

　"They discovered the trail of the Ancient Dragon Hunter, and you ended up wasting their time? Damn it, you idiot, do you really think that your little tricks can save face? No, this is not a question of face at all! If the Ancient Dragon Hunter is not dealt with, Ren Yantang will definitely come after me! By then, you're still your mother's major general, and sooner or later you will die under the sword of that ancient dragon!"

　"What are those ambassadors capable of?" Zuo Shao roared, "So what if they catch up with the ancient dragon? They will still be..."

　Before he could finish, Zuo Shangtang slapped him in the face again.

　"Hit me again!" Zuo Shao howled wildly.

　"That ambassador is damn Shikoti Amura, the Saint of the Battle of the White Tower! Merlin's successor! The Saint of the Sacred Tree Church! The Chief of Section 1 of the White Tower's Supernatural Department! A close friend of the Giant King's Court! An ally of the Faloo Fire Dragon! And the defeater of the Golden King!"

　Zuo Shangtang roared out a long string of names, making Zuo Shao's head buzz.

　He stared at his father blankly, repeating the series of titles in his mind over and over again.

　"Is it really Shikoti Amra?" he murmured.

　"Do you really think it was that ironclad ship that killed the Dragon King?" Zuo Shangtang roared, "Forget the fucking Dragon King. Even Bahamut, the Fire Dragon King, treated her with respect. The proud Dragon King even sent his own followers to assist her on the White Tower counterattack day and took the initiative to attack the Hanging Gardens!"

　"We've spent hundreds of years trying to tame dragons, yet she single-handedly made the Dragon King her ally! Now tell me, do you dare to cause trouble for her again?"

　"I don't dare anymore," Zuo Shao said quickly, "I, I, I, I really didn't expect that she is really Shikoti Amra? This... Oh my god..."

　Zuo Shao felt dizzy, even though he should have had dinner.

　Looking at his foolish son, the chief minister shook his head and sighed:

　"The price for asking her to handle the Ancient Dragon Hunt is a highly confidential matter sealed by the Jiedushi himself... For us, this is the highest sincerity that can impress her..."

　"I'll go apologize now," Zuo Shangtang said immediately, "I'll..."

　He recalled the strange coincidences that Lin Yan had described, and regretted that he had only just now realized what those coincidences meant.

　——Isn’t that the power of the Star Sea Goddess to control fate in the legend?

　If Shikoti Amura is indeed the victor of the Battle of the White Tower...is it any wonder that she can manipulate fate?

　"No, it's too late," Zuo Shangtang shook his head. "You've already made a grudge with her. No matter what she does next, it won't be surprising."

　"If she takes revenge on you, I won't stand by you," Zuo Shangtang stressed. "Now get out of here and chew on your sins!"

　"No! Dad, I was wrong. I shouldn't... Dad!"

　Several guards came in and dragged the tearful Zuo Shao out of the room. He had been struggling frantically, and his proud demeanor was no longer there.

　After the door was closed, Zuo Shangtang sighed deeply and looked out the window.

　"Time is running out..." he muttered softly.

Chapter 391: Danzhou Ancient City and Oil-Paper Umbrellas (Part 8) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　"Please settle him down. I'll go pack my things."

　"Okay, Master, I'm so sorry..."

　Lin Yan watched the black steam car go away, and his hand that was about to be raised slightly lowered.

　The car contained his father's body.

　Overnight, he lost his father.

　""

　Lin Yan turned and walked towards the villa, and quietly went into his father's study.

　This place has been cleaned out. Everything that belonged to my father was killed by the ancient dragon, and nothing was left.

　Lin Yan sat down at his father's desk and glanced at the portrait on the wall - it was a painting of his father.

　“Heh…hahaha…”

　Lin Yan finally couldn't help it, he laughed, and his laughter became louder and louder:

　"Hahahahahaha! Old man! You finally got some gold coins!"

　Lin Yan took down the portrait and threw it aside. The frame fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

　"Damn it, you just loved licking Zuo Shangtang's feet, what a hopeless bastard!" he commented sharply. "This is what happens when you don't hold power in your own hands! Look at how you died, do you even look like a human?"

　A meal

　After ejaculating, Lin Yan sat down on the edge of the bed, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at the faint black tattoo on them.

　"If you die, there'll be no one to stop me from expanding my tattoo," Lin Yan's lips curled up even more. "Damn it... just watch how I use the gold you drop to build an empire."

　He walked to the corner, dialed the phone, and picked up the receiver:

　"It's me, Lin Yan."

　"Yes, today!"

　"Lin Kemu came to Danzhou from Dongzhou in northern Yanxia in his early years and made a living as a tobacco agent. Later, through a business deal, he met Zuo Shangtang, an official from Danzhou Prefecture. The two hit it off, each providing channels for others to successfully earn their first pot of gold."

　At the desk, Xingmo was flipping through files, holding her chin.

　Aurora continued reading the biography:

　"Zuo Shangtang rose through the ranks, while Lin Kemu was responsible for developing his own influence among the people. He gathered a large number of Liudao survivors together to form his own gang. He also monopolized the tobacco agency business from the people, forcing everyone to purchase from him."

　"Where did you find such explosive information?" Xing Mo raised his head.

　"It's in these files?" Aurora tilted her head. "I just happened to find it."

　Huh? Would Zuo Shangtang release such dark information?

　Xingmo stuck out her tongue, feeling that this was a bit unreasonable.

　As a prefect, he colluded with businessmen and used black power to monopolize a business. This kind of thing should be covered up as much as possible.

　But Zuo Shangtang seems...not afraid?

　"Keep reading." Xingmo said.

　"Oh."

　Aurora flipped through the booklet and continued reading:

　"His main source of support for the remaining people of Liudao was a cousin named Lin Yu... That cousin was a local tycoon in Danzhou. Not only was he on good terms with Doreen Dubois, the lord of Fort Whistling, he also had a private army that was said to be capable of rivaling the Danzhou government..."

　"Lin Yu?" Xing Mo keenly noticed the name.

　She recalled the information Ruan Lili had given her when she first arrived at the Academy: on the night of the White Tower counterattack, the ancient dragon hunters massacred an entire villa, and the owner of the villa was named Lin Yu.

　"Lin Kemu... is Lin Yu's cousin..." Xing Mo murmured, "One was a local warlord, the other a tobacco tycoon. In the end, both were murdered by Gu Longshou."

　"Is there a connection?" Aurora tilted her head.

　"Of course there will be. The Ancient Dragon Hunter's goal is revenge. If the Lin family has a grudge against the Ancient Dragon Hunter...they will naturally target the entire family for revenge."

　"But what kind of hatred could this be?" Aurora muttered. "That's an ancient dragon... These people may hold high positions, but they can't pose a threat to an ancient dragon, right?"

　"I'm not sure," Xing Mo shook her head, "but assuming the Black Dragon Society is the mastermind behind this, it's hard to say."

　Whether it was Yuechen or Heimu, they seemed to be planning everything in secret and rarely came to the front.

　Based on Xingmo's intuition, neither Lin Kemu nor Lin Yu is likely to be the core figure in this series of events.

　The fact that they can show up in public means that their status is not very high. Even if they are related to the Black Dragon Society, they cannot be core members.

　"Danzhou is not peaceful," Xingmo whispered. "We could have tried to dig out more information from the Lin family, but they are all dead."

　Not only was he dead, but he was also disfigured beyond recognition.

　Xing Mo's eyes fell on the files on the table. She had just finished reading all the files and classified the identities of the victims.

　"All the victims were connected to the Lin family," Xingmo said. "They were either tobacco agents working for Lin Kemu or small-time gang leaders."

　"The time and place of their deaths seemed completely random - some died in their homes in the middle of the night, some were dumped in the middle of the road in broad daylight, and some were found at the bottom of a lake, unrecognizable."

　"His killings were aimless, with no fixed method, and no signs of using bloody sacrifices to complete some kind of ritual," Xing Mo concluded. "Everything he did... seemed more like a pure venting of anger."

　"It fits the motive of revenge." Aurora nodded.

　"It seems that there aren't many breakthrough points left here," Xing Mo stood up. "Let's wait and see how Vivian and Alice progress!"

　As Xingmo said this, she sat down at the table, and a name suddenly popped up in her mind.

　"By the way, have you noticed the information about Xiaolong's family?"

　"I saw some, but they didn't seem very significant," Aurora muttered. "The dragon families still in Yanxia have basically reached peace agreements with Renyantang. Most of these families are dragons with high spiritual awareness. They are attached to the local government, have a corresponding seat in the bureaucracy, and are able to retain their family's influence and territory."