The woman in white didn't get up.

After being fused with the fire of life, her slightly old appearance exuded vitality again.

The skin is crystal clear and the hair is like a waterfall.

However, at this moment, her face was full of helplessness.

The two Qilin soldiers and two maids next to her were trying to persuade her, but she didn't seem to hear them, with a look of persistence in her eyes.

Time passes by breath by breath.

At this moment.

Whether it's people like Ren Wushuang, people like Zhuge Mingyang, or other unrelated people, they all feel that time passes so slowly.

It was only one morning, but it seemed like decades had passed.

finally!

Noon is coming!

It's early summer now, the weather is not too hot, but many people are already sweating.

People looked at the central square, gradually became quiet, and their hands were clasped together unconsciously.

There is a tense atmosphere here.

In fact, many people don’t know what they are nervous about?

This is the beheading of Qin Feiyang. What does it have to do with them? Why are you so nervous?

But they just felt like they were out of breath and very depressed.

Whoosh!

Sudden.

A white-haired old man descended on the square.

Next to him, there was a middle-aged man wearing golden armor.

As soon as the Imperial Master appeared, a mighty pressure surged in all directions!

"Meet the Imperial Master!"

Under this coercion, the people gathered around the square, as well as the Black Iron Army, were all fearful and knelt down to worship.

"kindness."

The Imperial Master nodded, then looked at the man in golden armor next to him.

The golden-armored man quickly took out a grand master's chair from the Qiankun Bag and placed it on the ground.

The Imperial Master flicked his sleeves and turned around to sit on the Grand Master's chair.

The man in golden armor took out the coffee table, teapot, and teacups. After placing them one by one, he began to make tea for the Imperial Master.

And this man in golden armor is none other than the commander of the Black Iron Army!

"This old bastard really knows how to enjoy it."

In a restaurant in the south, a dark-skinned young man in linen stood in front of the window, looking at the Imperial Master sitting on the Grand Master's chair, with a cold look in his eyes.

It was Lu Zheng.

Wow!!

Sudden.

Two more people suddenly appeared in the room.

Lu Zheng sensed the aura of the two people, turned to look at them, and said dissatisfied: "Uncle Hei, Second Grandpa, why are you here now?"

"Isn't it just noon? What's the rush?"

The burly man rolled his eyes at him, walked to the window, and asked, "What's going on now?"

"My little cousin hasn't shown up yet, but..."

When Lu Zheng said this, he frowned.

"But what?"

The burly man and Azabu old man looked at him suspiciously.

"I had nothing to do yesterday, so I went shopping around the restaurants, and found a lot of unfathomable auras."

"I'm wondering if these auras have anything to do with my little cousin?"

Lu Zheng frowned.

"Unfathomable?"

The burly Dawu and the old man Azabu looked at each other, their eyes full of surprise.

"I can't explain clearly, you can see for yourselves."

Lu Zheng took out a gray stone.

This stone is simple and unpretentious. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary pebble.

But there are extremely complex lines on it, and those lines are like human meridians.

Lu Zheng grabbed the gray stone, and a ray of fighting spirit slowly poured into the stone.

Now.

An invisible wave overflowed from the gray stone and spread in all directions.

This wave was colorless, odorless, and breathless, so no one noticed it.

Sudden!

The gray stone trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the lines on the stone glowed with a faint golden light.

"What?"

"This is the light of the gods..."

The old man Azabu and the burly man looked at the golden light, and their eyes trembled suddenly.

The burly man shook his head and said: "No, this should be the divine light of the national master."

But the words were not spoken.

The gray stone in Lu Zheng's hand trembled again.

"There is more than one god!"

The burly man's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Buzz!

But it's not over yet.

The gray stone trembled twice in succession.

"Four gods!"

The burly man stared angrily, how could this be possible?

He looked at Lu Zheng and said, "Is there something wrong with the Sky Eye Jade?"

The corner of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched fiercely, he rolled his eyes at the burly man, and put away the gray stone.

Old Man Azabu glanced at the crowd outside the window, shook his head and said: "There will be no problem with the Tianyan Jade."

"Then besides the national master, who are the other three gods?"

"Does our Great Qin Empire have so many gods?"

The burly man was surprised and suspicious.

"They are not gods either."

"Analysis of the light emitted from the Tianyan Jade shows that he is just a false god like the National Master."

"But the identities of these people are really confusing."

The old man Azabu frowned.

Lu Zhengdao: "Second Grandpa, these are small questions. The key question is why are they here?"

Old Man Azabu pondered for a while and said, "I think it must have something to do with Feiyang, otherwise what would they be doing here?"

Lu Zheng was stunned and asked: "So, we don't need to take action today?"

"I guess so!"

Old Man Azabu nodded, but he was not sure.

Lu Zheng glanced at the old man Azabu and sighed: "It would be great if this was really the case. We wouldn't have to alarm the big boss anymore."
To be continued...