When this big sedan chair appeared, everyone looked at the sedan chair, because they all knew that the main lord was coming, and today's events were destined to have an ending.

The sedan chair is a master in the god nation, and it is a real master, each of them has forty-three levels of combat power, with their ability, they are willing to carry the sedan chair for others, it can only be said that the one sitting in the sedan chair is so prominent and how noble the status is.

When the old man sitting in the sedan car got off the sedan chair and stood calmly under the clear day, everyone present couldn't help but gasp in their hearts.

Except for Lu Menglan and Duanmu Qingyi, as long as they are locals living in Fashen City, from high-ranking officials and nobles to peddlers and pawns, there is no one who does not know this old man.

Because he is Lord Zhong Xinzhong, the official of the Ministry of Shangshu, the elder of the Three Dynasties, and once served as an emperor, he is the leader of the civil officials of the current dynasty, and he is the real big man who lives at the highest level in this Dharma God City.

And today, on such an unusual morning, he descended to the lowest level of the Law God City, and came to the door of the Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion.

"Xiaohui, you and I haven't seen each other for thirty years, right?" What's even more unexpected is that this civil leader, Lord Zhong, a veteran of the Three Dynasties, actually took the initiative to greet the master of the Liu Pavilion, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he called him by his nickname, the two turned out to be old acquaintances, and it seemed that the relationship back then was not ordinary.

Old Mrs. Liu's eyes were as calm as an abyss, she just glanced at Lord Zhong, and said lightly: "The Tao is different, if you don't conspire with each other, why bother to meet!"

As if he hadn't heard the old lady's words, Lord Zhong sighed to himself: "Time flies, Xinhua is fleeting, we are all old!"

"Don't be pretended! Lord Zhong, what are you doing here with so many soldiers and horses? Could it be that you are here to exterminate our Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion?" Pavilion Master Liu said like a knife, and he didn't even want to talk to the other party at all, so he asked.

Lord Zhong shook his head and said with a smile: "Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion, why do you need this official to exterminate it! This official is just thinking about the old man, and he is here to stop you from making a big mistake!"

"What could I have done wrong?" said Mrs. Liu, frowning, staring at her former companion with a wary expression.

She knows very well that Zhong Xin is a person who can speak well, and what he is best at is reversing black and white, and under his pen and mouth, he has brought the ability of the scribe to the extreme, which is very indemgent.

"I heard that you printed the plague prescription in the newspaper and planned to make it public, but is there such a thing?" asked Lord Zhong slowly.

"It's true, am I not doing it right? I have to hand over the prescription to you powerful people to be considered right?" said Mrs. Liu with a faint smile.

The companion of his youth had already betrayed the revolution, stood on the opposite side of the people, and became the person he hated the most. Mrs. Liu's tone was full of disdain.

Lord Zhong didn't speak immediately, but looked around, his gaze stayed on everyone's faces for a moment, and finally fell back to Pavilion Master Liu's face.

"You're wrong! You're very wrong! Just by saying something, you will make public a so-called antidote that has never been verified to the world, if it is actually a poison, or if there is no antidote at all, dare to ask the Qingyu Newspaper Museum, is it right or wrong to spread such a prescription to the world?"

Lord Zhong is worthy of being born in a brave manner, and these words made everyone present stand on the spot as if they were struck by lightning.

This plague came too fiercely and too suddenly, so that the next level of the Fashen City was helpless for a while, and people wanted to end this nightmare as soon as possible, so they were so eager to get the antidote, once and for all.

But what if it's really true, as this Chung-sama said, the prescription is fake, or there is no effect at all that people want?

Moreover, what Master Zhong said was not entirely unreasonable, because it has been less than two days since the medicine came to the present, and everything is what the old doctor Dong said, and it has not passed the test of time at all.

For a while, everyone's expressions became a little unnatural, and they all turned their eyes to the old doctor Dong.

Old Doctor Dong was very calm, he stood beside Mrs. Liu, blowing his beard and glaring at this Lord Zhong, as if he was guarding the old lady.

"Then what do you want to do?" Pavilion Master Liu listened, smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically.

Master Zhong nodded, and with a gesture that you knew each other, he was enlightened by the old man, and said in a loud voice: "First of all, this official must destroy today's newspaper, and do not allow untested prescriptions to circulate to the world! Second, this official must take all the people of the Dong Medical Center away, so that they will not abscond in fear of crime after deceiving the world and stealing their reputation! As for the third, before the truth is revealed to the world, Xiaohui, your Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion should not be opened first! Close the door!"

After this Lord Zhong finished speaking, everyone in the Qingyu Newspaper Hall was in an uproar.

This is clearly going to close the Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion, and also to snatch away the plague prescription and make it firmly in the hands of the powerful!

There is no difference between this Lord Zhong in front of him and the black-clothed people who killed the newspaper last night!

If there is really a difference, then one is a secret robbery, and the other is an open robbery, both of which are not good things!

After hearing these words, Pavilion Master Liu smiled faintly and said, "Lord Zhong, you seem to have forgotten something!"

"What's the matter?" Lord Zhong asked with a frown.

"Last night, a group of thieves came from outside the newspaper hall, and they were all killed by the heroes of our newspaper hall! Lord Zhong forgot to collect their corpses for them!" said Liu Pavilion Master.

That Master Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"What kind of thief? Where is it? Why didn't the official see it? Xiaohui, you are good at everything, but you are too idealistic! Things in the world are not black and white. And whoever is strong, the truth will occupy whose side!"

"Shut up! Your books have been read to dogs! I'm ashamed to talk to you!" said Pavilion Master Liu angrily.

Lord Zhong was not angry, but laughed and said, "I have understood this truth many years ago, but unfortunately you have never understood it. The Divine Nation respects strength, this has never changed, this is something engraved in the bones of the Divine Nation, no matter how well the article is written, no matter how profound the viewpoint, there is no martial arts sword and gun!"

"You Qingyu Newspaper Hall prides itself on being clear, but last night, you didn't rely on the martial arts' fight to be qualified to stand here and listen to this official's teachings?"

Lord Zhong's next sentence made everyone speechless.

"The black pawn battalion obeys the order! Copy the newspaper hall and destroy today's newspaper!"

"Iron Cavalry Battalion, arrest everyone in the Dong Medical Hall!"

"Tyrannical Legion, suppress the whole audience, if anyone dares to resist, kill on the spot!"

When this Lord Zhong waved his high-spirited hand and gave an order to the commander of the third battalion, he no longer had the temperament of a civilian official, but instead had a ruthless momentum of not being in charge of the troops.

The newspaper hall did not have any chance to resist, but the owner of the Liu Pavilion was surprisingly calm, and the old lady just stood motionless, like an ancient well, without the slightest ripple.

A large group of black soldiers rushed into the newspaper building, and rushed into the place where the men in black had not had a chance to enter until they died last night.

Several people from Dong's Medical Hall, including Old Doctor Dong and Dong Dazhi and his wife, as well as those doctors, were all picked out of the crowd by the cavalry, pushed and shoved together, and the whole family, old and young, was not spared.

Obviously, there are ghosts in the Qingyu Newspaper Pavilion, and they have long been eyeing Dong Lao's family, identifying people clearly, and none of them have run away.

When the cavalry drove Duanmu Qingyi, they encountered a little obstacle.

Duanmu Qingyi refused to be restrained, and was about to resist, but Lu Menglu stepped forward, gently stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, and silently dragged her to the Dong family.

Duanmu Qingyi blushed all of a sudden, her little heart fluttered wildly, with her intelligence, she knew that Brother Wuhao had always been wise, so she didn't fight a battle that she was not sure of, and she was not in a hurry to get out.

Fortunately, those cavalrymen only carried out the order, and they did not embarrass them, and after gathering everyone in the Dong Medical Hall, they were even arrested.

Anyway, in their eyes, it is impossible for these people to play tricks in front of the army except for losing their minds!

The only thing that the cavalry was worried about was the young man surnamed Mu, knowing that his strength was extremely strong, it was said that last night's battle was almost his own record, and I heard that even the strongest man like Zong Zhixing was killed in battle, in the face of such a powerful person, who is not frightened!

However, the young man surnamed Mu didn't seem to have any intention of resisting, which also made the army breathe a sigh of relief.

If this person resists, how can he be cured unless the Tyrannical Legion does whatever it takes to level the entire street?

Fortunately, he did not resist, so the cavalry secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but also inevitably a little lucky.

In fact, on the side of the Tyrannical Law Legion, there are already more than sixty archmages, and they have already been prepared, as long as the other party moves, they will collectively launch the body binding spell, even if the other party is the strongest, it is impossible to escape the joint spell of so many archmages.

He didn't resist, in fact, it was the wisest choice!

Of course, a peerless powerhouse like him, only when he enters the Divine Dynasty Prison will those cool officials let him know what the real powerful means are!

Everyone in the newspaper was discouraged, and no one thought that after fighting all night, this would be the result in the end.

Gradually, there were more and more people on the street who had the courage to watch, and they stared at these people in the Qingyu Newspaper Hall with sympathetic eyes.

After a while, a group of black pawns came out of the newspaper building, each of them carrying today's newspaper on their shoulders, to be precise, it had just been printed from the printing house on the first floor last night, and the newspaper still exuded a strong smell of ink.

After a night of hard fighting, nearly a thousand lives were killed and wounded, so that these newspapers could be published.

The people around looked at the new newspapers that had been carried, and each of them seemed silent, their faces numb, wary, and full of disappointment in the city.

It was already extremely desperate to encounter the plague, but now it is hard to find a cure, but it is firmly held in the hands of these powerful people, and only by giving in to them and being exploited by them can there be a chance to survive.

Natural disasters are man-made disasters, and with this antidote, their rule will only be stronger, and the children and grandchildren of the people at the bottom will be ruled by them!

"Lord Zhong! This is not right! There seems to be no antidote to the plague in these newspapers. A squad leader of the Black Pawn Battalion suddenly said in shock.

He was one of the few literate people in the Black Pawn Camp, and just now he wanted to use his good memory to think about whether he could memorize some of the prescription before destroying it, so that at least he could ensure that his family would not suffer from the plague, and he could also sell it for a lot of money.

How do you know that this squad leader looked at it, and there was no trace of the prescription at all, and this is almost impossible to miss, because this prescription is so important, if it is published in the newspaper, you don't have to think about it to know that it must be a front page headline, how can you not find it?