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At noon, Mo Fan and Lingling, who were too lazy to go down to have a meal, sat at the top of the signal tower, facing the howling and bitter high-altitude wind, enjoying the feeling of stepping on the entire city's tall buildings under their feet while facing the whistling and bitter wind.

In front is Victoria Square, and the pedestrians on the ground are as small as faint spots. Even when they are walking, they are no different from being still.

Gradually, a pair of golden wings flew up from Victoria Square, passing through the domes of the skyscrapers, approaching the 500-meter-high signal tower. He was carrying two bags of hot plastic boxes in both hands, and the fragrance had already overflowed from it.

"Come on, the freshly released rice noodles, and this beef ball, this is a char siu bun..." Zhao Manyan put down the things one by one.

Unconsciously, he let a box of produce lunch boxes be swept away by the bitter wind, so he saw the white plastic box turning into a small flying man, floating above the city, without seeing whereabouts, but flying higher and higher...

"Don't litter!" Mo Fan said.

"I don't think it's too windy here, it's not what I proposed to eat here..." Zhao Manyan said.

It is said that once you have the first car among a group of friends, you will instantly become a public driver in this group. This principle is also useful in the mage circle. Once you have the wings or have reached the advanced level of wind system cultivation, everything is done by flying people, such as packing meals, delivering things, and emergency rescue.

"My grass, my char siu bun." Zhao Manyan slipped his hand and the hot char siu bun fell down. He immediately turned his eyes to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was indifferent to this. He would never use his space magic to pick up the char siu buns that were dropped by a fool. He also wanted to make a sensation: "The air quality in Guangzhou is very poor, and there are dust everywhere. If you fall like this, you will fall down like this and then roll around in the mud pile after a hundred meters, and you will also eat some yarn."

"If you don't want to help, just stop talking nonsense." Zhao Manyan was unwilling to give up. He liked the char siu bun, and the sweet taste of the soft dough and honey char siu pork mixed together. He suddenly straightened his body, like a professional diving athlete, chasing the meat bun.

Mo Fan and Lingling ignored him and continued to taste their food happily, but a scream came from below, probably because they thought someone had jumped off the building again...

"Have you thought of a solution?" Mo Fan asked Lingling.

"I've thought about it." Lingling nodded.

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Wuyishan Judgment

Jiao Monster Mountain is the mountain base of the Wuyi Mountain Trial Association. The Wuyi Mountain Trial Association is mainly in charge of the southern territory of the Nanling Mountains. In addition to supervising the one-eyed demon wolf tribe, it is mainly responsible for criminals in Fujian and Jiangxi.

In the conference building of Gaoting, Koujin Mountain, a woman in her early forties sat alone on the zenith terrace. The sunshine on the mountain was warm and sunny on the parasol. As the afternoon slant, the shadow of the parasol had turned away, and the woman still didn't notice it. She sat there, her eyes staring at the overlapping peaks in front of her with a little panic, staring at the high valley cliff in front of her...

"Did they notice something? Impossible. I've done a lot of secrets. They can't find me!" The woman was muttering to herself, her light gray pupils shaking constantly.

Her hands tightly grasped her pants and it took a long time to let go.

As if he had made some decision, the woman stood up and said, "You can't let them find me!"

"What can't be found? Aunt Cheng Ying, do you know? Leng Qing, the judge of Lingyin Judgment Association, was assassinated. It is said that the people from the Killer Hall did it. Now the senior officials of the Judgment Association are furious and have ordered the arrest of the people from the Killer Hall!" 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 come to test her on purpose, the fierce intention that flashed in her eyes disappeared.

"I have something to deal with, so I will talk to the inspector general for me." Cheng Ying said.

"Auntie, you're all confused. You're the inspector general... Why do you have a sun on the sun for a while? Your head is broken?" The female judge immediately laughed.

"Oh, I used to report to Inspector General Luo, and it has been like this for more than ten years." Cheng Ying explained.

"Supervisor Luo? Yes, he was sick and left this position early. However, if he was not seriously ill, you would not have sat in this position, auntie." said the female judge.

"Don't talk nonsense! Don't let me hear this again in the future." Cheng Ying's face darkened and she said seriously.

"I'm sorry, I'm almost talking." said the young female judge.

"Tell the people below that I have something to do in the past two days and I have any important things to hand over to the presiding judge."

"Okay, but where are you going, Auntie?"

"What do you do? I will take you from your mother. I am not asking you to ask this or that, but asking you to do your duty well and listen to me! Also, Leng Qing once sent us a secret message to us, asking us to answer. Since the place she said was Kunming, I asked you to transfer the information to Kunming's Judicial Council. Don't tell anyone about it. If Leng Qing dies, the superiors will definitely pursue the fault of the subordinates. If you don't want to take this blame for no reason, then keep your mouth shut!" Cheng Ying said heavily.

"Ah, this will be blamed on me. I am safe and acted according to the instructions!" Su Qingqing said.

"A presiding judge will have to pay a price when he dies. If the real murderer cannot be captured, the superior cannot explain, and the anger of the Lingyin Judgment Association cannot be calmed down, then he will definitely catch a scapegoat to suppress the matter. Whoever is going to be this scapegoat is nothing more than the person who makes mistakes. No one will pursue you when you make mistakes. When you encounter something, your mistake may become fatal, even if this matter has nothing to do with you!" Cheng Ying said in a sharpening tone.

"I... I will be conservative, aunt, you should be nice to me. If you hadn't told me what to do over the years, I would have been struggling with the lower-level mages. My damn mother taught me nothing except drinking and scolding me for venting my anger. Now those who treat me very badly are respectful to me after they know that I am a judge." Su Qingqing said.

"Are you very grateful to me?" Cheng Ying looked at the woman with a little simple mind and raised her eyebrows and asked.

"That's certain."

"Then help me do something, don't let other colleagues know. I don't trust them very much. I heard that there are traitors in the trial meeting. I don't want people with bad intentions to influence my decisions." Cheng Ying said.

"no problem."

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The west side of the Kou Monster Mountain is Feiya Bridge, which is built between two peaks. Since another peak had an accident in the early years, it was basically abandoned, and Feiya Bridge became a decoration.

On the cold suspension bridge, a young woman's body was hung on the side railing of the suspension bridge, and her feet were floating on the canyon river.

"Auntie..." The woman kicked her legs and struggled desperately. Her whole body was imprisoned by a special force, and she could not use any magic at all. Her state was no different from that of an ordinary woman.

The rope trap tightly tied her fair throat, her face turned blue, her eyes were about to protrude from her sockets, and the suffocation pain was all present on her twitching face.

"Didn't I tell you that only by abandoning the body can the soul obtain eternal life. In that world, those who contribute to our teaching will become the masters, no longer be driven by others, no longer be inferior to others, no longer suffer. Go, I will lead you to the Kingdom 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 anything Cheng Ying said. She was just in great pain. She was just extremely scared. She didn't understand why the aunt who had been taking care of her suddenly turned into this.

She was born in a poor and humble background, and her mother was even more a villain. She beat and scolded her every day and had endless labor services every day. Until she was admitted to the magic high school and woke up from the plant department, she was rescued by her aunt from her mother. Aunt Cheng Ying is a very outstanding mage. She is working for the judges. From an ordinary inspector to the current inspector general, she has always worked very hard and perfect. She is Su Qingqing's role model and the person she respects the most. She thinks that Cheng Ying is her mother and her biological mother is simply a scumbag!

But why did such a person who regarded as a mother suddenly become like this? A scene that was even more terrifying than a nightmare was right in front of her. The benefactor who gave her everything new suddenly became an evil ghost. He was so cold that he tied the rope around his neck, and the tighter it became. The relationship between mother and daughter for more than ten years has not had any effect at all at this moment, even if she tied it lighter, even if she told her the reason...

Su Qingqing tried hard to raise her head. She knew that she could not live anymore. She had no resentment. Everything she had given to her now was given by the person in front of her. She wanted to kill herself. She had no complaints. In this breath that was still there, she wanted to see Cheng Ying's face, she wanted to see her "unable", she wanted to see her equally painful, she wanted to see her a little reluctant...

Unfortunately, no!

Nothing!

She looks like a stranger!

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The cold wind in the mountains was blowing like ruthless whips hit a corpse that was gradually losing 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. After a whole middle of the night, Su Qingqing's tender skin began to severely dry and crack...

"Why is there a wooden board hanging on the suspension bridge? It seems to be falling off..." The patrolman suddenly shouted.

"The wooden board?? It seems... it seems to be alone!" The other person leaned over and carefully identified it.

"It's really... it's true, my god, go and ask for support!"
Chapter completed!