After saying that, Chen Liuqin pulled Li Yi and walked out, as if she forgot that she wanted to see what was going on. She just thought in her heart that she could ask Li Yi for advice again.
While speaking, Zhang Jieyi passed by Li Yi quickly, and did not look at Li Yi, but did not look out of the crowd, nor did he walk into the tower, but turned to the direction of the canteen.
Zhu Minghua, who was watching all this, gradually spread his eyebrows. He looked at Master Zhang who was walking towards the cafeteria, then looked at Chen Liuqin and Li Yi who was pulled away by her. His eyes turned, he pondered for a moment, and said, "Come here, call Sipa, I have something to tell him."
Chen Liuqin did not pull Li Yi into his own instrument making room. He must have thought that something was wrong. Instead, he found a place with few people. There were few people like this, but it was only relative. After all, if there were few real people in this yard, it would be considered that place was very dangerous.
These two young people dare not go to dangerous places. Li Yi has really seen them. Even a bug can't survive in those places, and it is a place where death is inevitable.
Perhaps because he walked too fast, Chen Liuqin's face was a little flushed and his breathing became significantly heavier, so Li Yi was much better. After all, he was also a person at the sixth level of Yuanqi. I heard from Zhang's tool makers that although the tool makers also cultivate Yuan power, they do not pay much attention to it, because even if they are the tool makers, having eight levels of Yuan power is enough to deal with the refining of the nine-star divine weapons.
In this way, a tool maker like Li Yi is really an alien.
Chen Liuqin was alone with Li Yi, but she became a little restrained, but she still said first: "I'd better call you Master Li, otherwise I would always call someone about the same age as me as you. I'm not used to it, don't mind?"
Li Yi smiled helplessly and said, "I won't let you call me that long ago, don't call Master Li. I'll say that I'm going to make a tool..., anyway, I can't call me Li Yi, just call me."
After these words, Chen Liuqin's heart, his favor for Li Yi has risen sharply.
"What you said that day was to use the main vein of the illusion stone as the center of the 'ring' array. I tried it several times, but it was unsuccessful. Can you demonstrate it to me?" Chen Liuqin's voice became smaller and smaller, and I'm afraid that people would not even know how to do this.
Li Yi has no chance of making tools. Until now, he has no knives and a necessary needle pen for making tools. However, for theory, he can be said to be at the master level. Few people have read almost all the basic books on making tools in the making tools like him.
Li Yi did not refuse, but squatted down, picked up a stone, and told Chen Liuqin on the ground, "This is the theory in the book "Using the Partial Formation", which is generally like this..."
As he talked, he forgot the time. Li Yi realized that when he was with Chen Liuqin, he was always inexplicably happy.
Before I knew it, it was already noon.
Speaking of which, the members of the elite camp of Mingya were divided into areas by Luo Fei and patrolled the streets in groups of three or three. After experiencing the chaos a few days ago, today it seems much more peaceful.
Fang Jiuming, a disciple of the Zi Ling Sect, was just in time for the chance to see this hot incident. At best, he could only say that he was running errands and couldn't say anything.
The Zi Ling Sect has not had a long history, but there are many enemies. The reason is that the founders of those who were not clean in their practices, so Fang Jiuming was quite careful in his actions, fearing that there would be something wrong.
Fang Jiuming knew that such a thing would definitely not be able to get involved in his sect. The big guys dared not challenge Mingde City directly. What was he? Rather than saying that he was doing a task, he was just a mentality of a great fortune.
When there are too many people, they will naturally think of drinking, and the leader is not easy to object. So, a group of people from the Zi Ling Sect came to this restaurant to drink with Fang Jiuming.
The restaurant is not big, with crowds and noisy, and it’s very lively.
The group found two tables to compete, and then sat down, drinking big bowls of wine and meat, as if it was exclusive.
Life must be full of joy in life, and don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. No matter how much you don’t have time to do it tomorrow.
At this moment, a person quickly walked into the tavern, without saying hello to anyone, and walked directly towards Fang Jiuming with great strides.
Fang Jiuming is also old, with a calm expression on his face and secretly preparing for it. He moved the stool intentionally or unintentionally to make it easier for him to get up.
The man had already arrived at the table of the Zi Ling Sect and asked directly at the people on the table: "Are you Zi Ling Sect?"
Fang Jiuming put down his wine glass, nodded and said, "Yes, I wonder if you are?"
The person who came was not polite. When Fang Jiuming answered, he pushed away a disciple on a chair and said, "Give me a seat, I'm exhausted from running far away."
Fang Jiuming was confused when he heard this. Who is this person? Why do he seem to be very familiar with his own sect?
Most of the other groups gathered in the tavern saw the visitor in a hurry, but when they saw that they were from the Zi Ling Sect, they were not very concerned, especially the two forces from the two forces next to the Zi Ling Sect's table, and continued to eat wine.
The visitor took a big sip of wine, put down the bowl, and continued, "I was sent by the head of the sect to find you. The plan has changed. Let me tell you the new plan."
Fang Jiuming frowned, and doubt came from his heart. I thought the leader didn't say anything about his plan. He sent him here just to act according to the opportunity. Why did this change again? He was suspicious in his heart, and there was a little more doubt in his tone: "Who is your master? What order does the leader have?"
When the person next to him heard Fang Jiuming's question, he cursed Yantouqing in his heart. How could the secret plan be asked in this tavern? But since we have asked, let's listen too. So smart people pretended to continue drinking, and at the same time they raised their ears to listen to the conversation secretly.
The visitor seemed very careful, looked around, lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry about this, the head of the sect said to create some chaos, and then he might take action himself."
Fang Jiuming heard this very wrong and wanted to interrupt.
The man didn't give him this opportunity, pressed Fang Jiuming's raised hand with his hand and continued, "The leader also said that the best place to create chaos is the tavern, Boss Fang, how do you feel?" The following words were pressed very low, and the people next to him could hear it clearly.
Fang Jiuming was even more confused. Seeing the other party's mysterious appearance, he also approached the other party and said in a voice: "Who are you?" The reason why he asked this was that Fang Jiuming saw something wrong and also saw that the other party was not as strong as him, so he did not worry about the other party's conspiracy.
The eavesdropper at the table next to him didn't hear what Fang Jiuming said at all. The person who was facing Fang Jiuming could see his mouth moving.
The man smiled slightly after hearing Fang Jiuming's words, and suddenly said loudly: "Yes, I'll obey the order." Then he immediately stood up, took three or five steps back, and the Yuanli in his hand turned into a knife, and suddenly made a move.
This move was not out of Xiang Fang Jiuming, but the person next to him. Things happened too suddenly. As the knife fell, two people near the two tables were killed.
Fang Jiuming realized that something was wrong at this time and immediately shouted loudly, "Who is the thief who dares to pretend to be a disciple of my Zi Ling Sect?"
But before the words were finished, the man was killed by the leaders of the other two tables. Both of them had only one move to kill the madman who suddenly attacked his own people. The two leaders glared at Fang Jiuming, but they seemed to feel something was wrong and did not rush to order a battle.
The scene seemed to confront each other suddenly, but such confrontation seemed to be just a moment, because one of the people on the left table of the Zi Ling Sect shouted: "The **** Zi Ling Sect avenged the brothers and killed his mother."
This sound seemed to be a pusher of the entire confrontation scene. The crowd suddenly became chaotic. Everyone showed their weapons and fought around. They didn't know who they were fighting with. Fang Zheng was either his own person, he was just going to cut.
For a moment, almost everyone was implicated in the tavern, with benches and square tables flying together, and the weapons were all bloody.
This afternoon, such a scene was staged in different forms in different places in Mingde City, as if there were invisible hands pushing all the sects into chaos. If it was already a chaotic few days ago, even if it was a bloody day, in the aftermath, there were more than 500 innocent people who died in Mingde City this afternoon, and there were countless items destroyed.
The personnel from the elite department who were photographed by Qian Guang to perform the work of maintaining stability finally knew what it is to fight against four hands. They originally wanted to suppress these troublemakers in the name of Mingde City, but who knew that these red-eyed people would not buy it at all. They swung their weapons and would kill them as soon as possible.
The personnel of this elite camp are not ordinary people, they can be called masters, but they are not top experts. They can't use the battle formations normally practiced in such occasions. In addition, the representatives of these forces who can come to Mingde City will naturally not be bad. The elite personnel scattered in Mingya not only failed to calm down, but also lost many people.
For a moment, news of emergency continued to come to Xiang Mansion. Qian Guang was very angry when he heard this and ordered all combat personnel from Mingya to be dispatched. Among them, the Comprehensive Battle Head quelled the chaos in the form of a battle formation. Seeing that there were people fighting, they would kill him. At the same time, the entire elite battalion was also dispatched. He himself rushed to the city lord's mansion to report and issued such an order. He had to report to the city lord.
However, no one would know that the initiator of this chaos was lying on a rocking chair, holding half a pot of fine wine in his hand, hiding in the shade of the big tree, drinking while listening to something happily. Next to him were two beautiful women, one talking on the guqin and the other dancing.
"Mr. Rong, we gave up 100 subordinates just to make these small forces mess up. Isn't it worth it?" said one person to the man under the tree that was drinking by himself.
"What do you know? A group of fools can make you fish in the muddy water. If you want to get something, you must not care about what you lose." As he said, he touched the woman's dancer's **** with his hand, and then he smiled a little infatuatedly.
The person who asked the question was helpless when he saw this situation. He was a senior official and killed someone. What's more, this person was not only the lord of the city, but also the disciple of the leader of the alliance. He could not afford to offend him. Even if he wanted to die, he would probably not have the strength to resist.
Rong Xiaobei ignored the man's expression and looked at Tiantou on his own, then hugged the two women in his arms and said with a smile: "Master said, "You are losing your ambition, so you can't blame me."
After saying this, he buckled his hands, not knowing whether he was using the sharp nail tips or something else. The two beautiful women actually had blood flowing from their throats at the same time, and their faces were still struggling. Perhaps they couldn't understand why the boy had been with him last night, who had been happy last night, turned into a murderous devil.
Rong Xiaobei pushed away the woman who had become a corpse, looked at the people not far away, and said, "Select another 300 people, you will lead yourself and attack the Mingde City Equipment Manufacturing Department immediately."
"What did you say?" The man seemed unable to believe what he heard. It was indeed the case. Isn't this a joke to attack the equipment manufacturing department of a main city with only 300 people? Even if he is not afraid of death, he cannot die so unclearly.
"Waste, listen to me, don't let me repeat my words. I'm going to order three hundred people to attack the Mingde City Equipment Manufacturing Department." Rong Xiaobei's voice was extremely cold, and he could not hear any drunkenness.
"But the instrument manufacturing department has always been a heavy army, and we are 300 people..." Before he could speak, he was blocked by Rong Xiaobei's sharp eyes. So he had to grit his teeth, wipe the sweat from his head, turn around and say that there are 300 people going to attack the instrument manufacturing department with me, and be careful to be hidden on the way.
After saying that, he didn't look back and left at the beginning, as if he was a hero who never returned.
Rong Xiaobei looked at the person who left, and another strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The chaos in Mingde City this afternoon was the order he issued to the head of the Wusheng Alliance stronghold yesterday. In other words, he took the initiative to sacrifice his own people and a hundred people just to provoke the greatest chaos in Mingde City. His heart was extremely treacherous.
It seemed that he had heard the footsteps of three hundred people on the road, Rong Xiaobei said to himself: "A group of hypocritical guys, aren't you waiting for the opportunity? I'll be your guide. See who can laugh to the end, hum..."
Although Mingde City was in chaos, some forces were still relatively stable. Most of these forces were front-line forces or quasi-front forces, such as the remaining six main cities, such as the three sects mentioned above, and several alliances that were not much different from these three sects.
Although Rong Xiaobei was very crazy and insidiously provoked this chaos, he was not stupid. These larger forces were not as easy to be plotted as small forces. At least they were not able to calculate the power of Mingde City Wusheng Alliance now, so he did not send anyone to cause trouble at all.
In his eyes, these forces have better uses. They are just wasted on creating simple chaos, wouldn't they be wasted?
You have a greater purpose, and Rong Xiaobei already has his plans in his heart.
Mingde City, instrument making department.
Chapter completed!