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They rushed to Mingcheng to besiege and kill the demonized people, but it was too coincidental that they received the news that the target had disappeared.
Qianli sat upright with his eyes closed, and replied indifferently: "Sir, your question is really strange, how could I know where he is going?"
"Hmph." Salomon sneered, "Don't be sloppy with me, even if everyone in this world doesn't know where Pan Luoyi is going, it's absolutely impossible for you not to know!"
"Your Excellency raised it, Qianli really didn't know it."
With a bang, Salomon punched the table, and the table below the fist was immediately covered with a layer of ice crystals.
"Wei Qianli, I don't need to say more about the danger of demonizing people. If he exists one day, the entire human race will not be at peace. You'd better not miss the big thing because of your private qíng." Salomon's tone obviously implied a threat. meaning.
"A major event? What is a major event for you?" Qianli said coldly, "Is Char's danger greater than the previous shòucháo? Has he ever killed anyone who attacked him? Shòucháo almost destroyed three points of the D world. In the second area, where were you at that time? As long as you dispatched one or two people, at least half of the civilians could be saved, but what were you doing at the time? Stand by and ignore it, and watch the situation intensify! But the demonized people As soon as it appears, you will have a sense of crisis, because his strength is enough to kill you, and the lives of civilians are worthless in your eyes!"
As soon as Qianli said this, everyone was shocked.
How dare she ask someone in the realm with such a tone of voice?
"Hmph, very good!" Salomon's eyes flashed coldly.
Just listening to a few whizzes, a few pieces of thin ice came rushing in, and were blocked by a wall of water less than 10 centimeters away from Qianli. Wiped, leaving a trace of blood.
"A thousand miles." Several uncles stood up at the same time and looked at Salomon vigilantly.
Qianli waved his hand at will, indicating that it was okay.
Salomon sneered: "What's the hurry? It's just a small lesson for her."
"Salomon, we are here to ask Qianli for assistance this time, not by force." Brown said.
"Do you think...she will cooperate?" Salomon squinted at Brown and Dilmer.
"In any case, you shouldn't be so rude to Miss Wei." Diermo also said, "In the battle with shòucháo, Miss Wei and everyone in Mingcheng have indeed made great contributions."
That is to say, but at the critical moment just now, neither of these two experts in the field made a move. Obviously, the safety of Qianli may not really be taken seriously in the bottom of my heart.
Several uncles are people who have experienced darkness, but at this moment they can't help but feel angry. The sacrifices made by Mingcheng are nothing but a compliment to those in these fields.
Qianli, as the main hero, and as a spirit pattern master, can only barely get these people to look right in the eyes.
"Miss Wei, I hope you can cooperate with us." Dilmer said to Qianli again.
"How do you want me to cooperate?"
"Find out the location of Pan Luoyi, or guide him to a fixed place."
"In addition," Salomon said, "you still need your aura to help us exorcise the demonic energy."
"Sorry, I can't do it." Qianli calmly said, "Char has gone deep into the turbidity, and I can't find him at all."
Salomon smiled sarcastically, "Don't take us for fools, when Mingcheng hunted down the killers in the dungeons, they were all-pervasive, and even those hiding in the turbidity couldn't escape your tracking. This will tell us again. No, aren't you talking nonsense with your eyes open?"
"Those killers and Char's strengths are very different. Char can travel unimpeded in the turbid land. If he enters the magic forest, there is no trace. Do you think there is any way in this world to go deep into the magic forest and track a person. Someone from a powerful field?"
"Then, lead him out." Diermo looked fixedly at Qianli.
"What do you want to do?"
Salomon said coldly: "Although he has become a demonized person, his instinct still drives him back to Mingcheng, which shows that he has a deep feeling for you. If you are in danger, do you think he will come back? "
A thousand miles abruptly stood up and looked directly at Salomon with those godless eyes, "Are you kidding me?"
These people are just playing with fire! If she really had an accident, Char would definitely kill her! She doesn't care about the life and death of this group of people, but she must not let Charle lose the chance to return forever.
"Are you kidding, try it and you'll know." Salomon finally showed a happy smile on his face.
Qianli turned his face to Dilmer and Brown again, and both remained silent.
She took a deep breath and sat down slowly.
"If you really want to try it, do it at your own risk."
"Consequences?" Summer sneered, "Little girl, remind you that in the face of absolute strength, you are not qualified to negotiate."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Uncle Ling couldn't help asking.
Salomon didn't even look at him, and continued to say to Qianli, "Now I'll give you two choices, one is to actively cooperate with our actions, and the other is to let us do it ourselves."
Qianli was silent, but the hands under the table were quietly sending out messages.
After completing the delivery, she replied clearly: "I don't know how to cooperate with you."
Salomon stood up, "Very good, I also prefer the second option."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand to Qianli in a hurry. Before the uncles could react, they saw that Qianli sitting on the chair was completely frozen, and instantly turned into a transparent cryolite. The shot was so fast that there was no room for turning around.
"A thousand miles!" Several uncles were horrified.
"I can't die!" Salomon said casually, grasping the cold air on his fingers, "This is an ice crystal prison, and the time of the frozen person stands still. As long as she doesn't destroy the ice body, her life will not be in danger. "
What he didn't finish is that if the ice is frozen for more than three months, the people in the ice crystal will be completely frozen, and even if they break through the prison, they will become stupid.
"Okay, let's go." Salomon said to the others, "It was announced to the public that he was seriously injured and his life was at stake." When he reached the door, he turned back to several uncles and said, "Keep your mouth shut, if If any news leaks, I don't mind taking the time to get you on your way."
"Damn!" When there were only a few of them left in the conference room, Uncle Shui couldn't bear it any longer, he slammed the table, his face full of anger.
"What should I do now?" Uncle Mu asked worriedly.
Uncle Huo squatted beside Qianli, stretched out his palm and tried to melt the ice, but to no avail.
"They are so blatant, I'm afraid they are not worried about the news leaking." Uncle Tu pondered, "Just to draw out Char, can you do this?"
"The people in the domain have always acted recklessly. Now that there are fewer Char and Jieao in Mingcheng, what else do they have to worry about?" Metal said solemnly.
"Then what should we do? Watch what they do?" Uncle Shui looked at his companions.
Several people were silent at the same time.
At this moment, the contactors in their hands sounded one after another, and the same message came from it: [Come to the training room quickly, there are arrangements for thousands of miles. ]
☆174, Light and Darkness (5)
"What? Master Qianli is sick?"
"Isn't it fine yesterday?"
"I heard that it was because of the aftermath of the last war..."
"Speaking of this, it seems that Lord Qianli has never made a new spiritual tool since that time. Could it be because of illness?"
"It's very possible. No wonder the skeletonized weapon I applied for has never been written down."
"I hope she recovers as soon as possible, otherwise Mingcheng will be headless again."
"Isn't there three people from the realm sitting in town? I believe that Mingcheng is safe for the time being."
"Come here, this brother is so cute."
"..."
The news of Qianli's sudden serious illness spread in a short period of time, and everyone in Mingcheng was worried. There were waves of people who wanted to visit Qianli and ask about the illness, all of which were dealt with by several uncles.
Salomon sneered: "I didn't expect that the people in Mingcheng could bear it. Under such circumstances, they could hide the truth."
Brown glanced at him and asked, "Do you want everyone to know that Qianli is imprisoned by you?"
"How can you achieve your goal without taking heavy medicine?" Salomon lay casually on the sofa, his face full of indifference.
"Aren't you afraid of causing public anger?"
"Haha. How capable can a group of rabble people be?" Salomon said contemptuously, "Mingcheng doesn't have anyone in any field now, so her survival isn't up to us?"
"You're too confident." Brown shook his head, got up and walked out of the room, passing Dilmer past the door.
Brown paused, looked back at Dilmer's back, a thought flashed across his face, and then left.
"How is it?" Salomon asked, looking at Dilmer who was walking into the room.
Diermo shook his head, "I searched the entire Ming City, but I didn't find Wei Qianli's qíng reporting system."
"Mingcheng's qíng newspaper network may surpass the Holy City's first god to some extent, why is there no clue?" Salomon frowned.