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At noon, Mo Fan and Lingling, who were too lazy to go down to eat, sat at the top of the signal tower, facing the howling high-altitude wind, while eating the packaged Cantonese food, while enjoying stepping on the whole city's high-rise buildings. feel underfoot. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net W wW.Ai Qu 】
In front of it is Victoria Square, and the pedestrians on the ground have become as small as faint specks. Even if they are walking, they are no different from standing still.
Gradually, a pair of golden wings flew up from Victoria Square, passing through the domes of the skyscrapers and approaching the 500-meter-high signal tower. He was carrying two bags of warm plastic boxes in his hands, and the fragrance had already come from the inside. overflowed.
"Come on, the rice rolls just came out of the cage, and this beef ball, this is a barbecued pork bun..." Zhao Manyan put down his things one by one.
Inadvertently, he let a lunch box be swept away by the strong wind, so he saw the white plastic box turned into a little flying man, swaying in the sky above the city, not falling, but flying higher and higher...
"Don't litter!" Mo Fan said.
"I don't want to, it's too windy here, and I didn't propose to eat here..." Zhao Manyan said.
It is said that once you get a car among a group of friends, you will instantly become the public driver of this group. This principle is also used in the circle of mages. High-level, packing meals, delivering things, and emergency rescue are all done by people who can fly.
"I'm grass, my barbecued pork bun." Zhao Manyan slipped his hand, and the hot barbecued pork bun fell, and he immediately turned to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was indifferent to this, he would never use his space magic to pick up a shaved pork bun for an idiot, and he even said in a plausible manner: "Guangzhou's air quality is very poor, there is dust everywhere, you BBQ pork buns. The bag fell like this, and after falling a hundred meters, it rolled around in the dirt pile and ate a piece of wool."
"If you don't want to help, just stop talking nonsense." Zhao Manyan was not reconciled, he liked the char siew buns, the sweet and greasy taste of the soft dough and the honey sauce char siew meat, he collapsed suddenly, like a professional diving The athlete plunged down like that, chasing after the meat bun.
Mo Fan and Lingling ignored him and continued to taste their food happily, but there was a scream from below, probably because they thought someone jumped off the building again...
"Have you figured out what to do?" Mo Fan asked Lingling.
"Think about it." Lingling nodded.
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Wuyishan Trial Council
Jiaoguai Mountain is the mountain base of the Wuyi Mountain Trial Council. The Wuyi Mountain Trial Council is mainly in charge of the southern border of the Nanling Mountains. In addition to supervising the One-eyed Demon Wolf tribe, it is also responsible for criminals in Fujian and Jiangxi.
In the Gaoting Conference Building of Jiaogua Mountain, a woman in her early forties sat alone on the zenith terrace. The sun on the mountain was warmly basking on the umbrellas. The shadow of her had turned away, and the woman still didn't notice it. She sat there, staring at the overlapping peaks and mountains ahead with a bit of panic in her eyes, and staring at the high valleys and cliffs in front of her...
"Did they notice something?? Impossible, I have done it very secretly, it is impossible for them to find me!" The woman muttered to herself, her light gray pupils kept shaking.
Her hands gripped her pants tightly, and it took a long time to loosen them.
As if making a decision, the woman stood up abruptly and said, "I can't let them find me!"
"Why can't I find you, Aunt Cheng Ying, do you know that Leng Qing, the presiding judge of the Lingyin Tribunal, was assassinated. It is said that someone from the Assassin Hall did it. Now the senior officials of the Tribunal are furious and have ordered the arrest of the Assassin Hall. People!" A young female judge came over and said in a low voice.
Cheng Ying glanced at the female judge and confirmed that she did not deliberately come to test herself, and the murderous intent that flashed in her eyes disappeared.
"I have something to deal with, speak to the inspector general for me," Cheng Ying said.
"Auntie, you are all confused. You are the inspector general... How can you get sunburned for a while, and your head is damaged." The female judge suddenly laughed.
"Oh, I used to report to Inspector General Luo, and it's been like this for more than ten years," Cheng Ying explained.
"The Inspector General Luo is also sick. He left this position early. However, if he is not seriously ill, auntie, you will not sit in this position." The female judge said.
"Don't talk nonsense! Don't let me hear this kind of thing again." Cheng Ying's face sank and she said very seriously.
"I'm sorry, my mouth is fast," said the young female judge.
"Tell the people below that I have something to do in the past two days. I have something important to hand over to the presiding judge."
"Okay, but where are you going, auntie?"
"Why do you ask so many questions? I took you over from your mother, not for you to ask this or that, but for you to do your part and listen to me! Also, Leng Qing once I sent a cipher text to us, asking for a response. Since the location she said was Kunming, I asked you to pass the information to the court in Kunming. If you don't want to carry this black pot for no reason, then keep your mouth shut!" Cheng Ying said heavily.
"Ah, it's all my fault, I follow the instructions for safety!" Su Qingqing said.
"When a presiding judge dies, someone has to pay the price. If the real murderer can't be caught, the boss can't explain it, and the anger of the Lingyin Judgment cannot be quelled, then a scapegoat will definitely be caught to suppress the matter, who will come? To be this scapegoat is nothing more than a person who makes mistakes, no one will hold you accountable for your usual mistakes, and when something happens, your mistake may become fatal, even if it has nothing to do with you at all!" Cheng Yucheng's anger aggravated road.
"I... I will keep it well, auntie, or you are good to me. If you hadn't told me what to do all these years, I would still be struggling in the bottom-level mage. Besides drinking all day, my damn mother scolded me for taking me. Apart from venting his anger, he didn't teach me anything. Now those who treat me badly know that I am a judge, and they are all respectful to me." Su Qingqing said.
"Are you very grateful to me?" Cheng Ying raised her eyebrows as she looked at the slightly innocent woman.
"Of course."
"Then do something for me, don't let other colleagues know. I don't trust them very much. I heard that there are also traitors in the trial. I don't want people with bad intentions to influence my decision-making." Cheng Ying said.
"no problem."
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To the west of the Horned Monster Mountain is the Flying Cliff Bridge, which is erected between the two peaks. Due to an accident on the other mountain in the early years, it was basically abandoned, and the Flying Cliff Bridge became a decoration.
On the icy suspension bridge, a young woman's body hangs on the side rail of the suspension bridge, and her feet float on the canyon river.
"Auntie..." The woman kicked and struggled desperately, her whole body was imprisoned by a special force, and she couldn't perform any magic, and her state was no different from that of an ordinary woman.
The rope tightly restrained her white throat, her face was blue, her eyes were protruding from her sockets, and the pain of suffocation was all displayed on her twitching and twitching face.
"Didn't I tell you that only by abandoning the body can the soul have eternal life. In that world, those who contribute to my teaching will become the masters, no longer driven by others, no longer inferior, and no longer suffering. , go, I will lead you to the land of death in the name of blue clothes!" Cheng Ying said to Su Qingqing expressionlessly.
Su Qingqing was full of fear, she didn't listen to a word of what Cheng Ying said, she was just in great pain, she was just scared to the extreme, she didn't understand why her aunt who had been taking care of her suddenly became like this.
She came from a poor family, and her mother was a villain. She was beaten and scolded every day, and she had endless labor to do until she was admitted to the Magic High School and awakened to the Plant Department. She was rescued by her aunt from her mother's hands. Ying is a very good mage. She is working for the trial. From the ordinary supervisor to the current supervisor, she has always worked hard and is perfect. She is Su Qingqing's role model and the most respected person. She feels Cheng Ying is her mother, and her biological mother is simply scum!
But why did such a person who regarded her as a mother suddenly look like this, a scene more terrifying than a nightmare was in front of her eyes, and the benefactor who gave her everything new suddenly turned into a demon, indifferent and cruel. , The noose was so vicious that she tightened the noose around her neck, the tighter it became, the mother-daughter relationship for more than ten years actually had no effect at this moment, even if she tightened it a little bit, even if she told herself the reason...
Su Qingqing worked hard to raise her head, she knew that she would not survive, she had no resentment, everything she had now was given by the person in front of her, she wanted to kill herself, she had no complaints, in the remaining breath In the meantime, she wanted to see Cheng Ying's face, she wanted to see her "unstoppable", she wanted to see her in the same pain, and she wanted to see her with a trace of reluctance...
Unfortunately, no!
Nothing at all!
She is like a stranger!
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The cold wind in the mountains was rustling, like ruthless whips hitting a corpse that gradually lost its temperature.
The bright moon was hanging high, and on the Flying Cliff Bridge, such a stiff person swayed with the creaking sound of the suspension bridge.
"Why is there a wooden board hanging over the suspension bridge, it seems to be falling off..." The patrolling personnel suddenly shouted.
"Board?? That seems... like a person!" The other stuck his head over and identified it carefully.
"Really...really, my God, go and call for support!"
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