Ji Shixian didn't care about his father's attitude, but said: "Early tomorrow morning, there will be major news reports on this matter, you should plan early." ”

Ji Zhong was too lazy to listen to Ji Shixian, and sat aside without speaking. Hu Mei'er came over and interjected: "Master, what Shixian said is not bad, don't take care of things yourself, it's really not good, call Yan Lu to discuss together." ”

Listening to Hu Mei'er's words, Ji Zhong still eased up a little, and nodded to signal that she didn't care. Hu Mei'er saw that Ji Zhong was in a better mood, and continued: "Master, what kind of roar is it today, is it really made by the wolf clan?"

"Hmm. Ji Zhong snorted in a deep voice.

"Then are we safe?" Hu Mei'er said quickly.

"What's going on in Lingdu, don't be surprised. Ji Zhong said impatiently, he had never used such a tone to Hu Mei'er, and Ji Shixian and Ji Lingxiao on the side were silent.

"Aren't I worried?" Hu Mei'er was angry, and said to Ji Zhong with a sharp voice. Seeing that Ji Zhong didn't reply, she continued to talk to herself, drilling her own careful eyes, not wanting to be hung out, "Shixian, what did you say about the earthquake after that? It's also that, what kind of wolf got it?" Hu Mei'er tried to avoid the word wolf as much as possible, but she couldn't.

"I don't know about this, I shouldn't be. Ji Shixian said, looking back at his father.

I saw Ji Zhong's eyes gloomy, and after a long time, he said, "I didn't expect his son to even use this trick." Immediately after that, a cold light of jealousy flashed into Ji Zhong's eyes.

"Who?" Hu Mei'er asked in a strange voice, in fact, she didn't want to talk to Ji Zhong yet, who let him embarrass her in front of the child just now, but she couldn't control her troubled thoughts.

"North Tang Muren. Ji Zhong said coldly.

"Northern Tang Muren, you just said his son, that is Northern Tang Beiming?" Ji Shixian's eyes were full of disbelief. That spiritual power that seemed to be like an earthquake, how powerful it was to spread to Lingdu City, and such an unbelievable spiritual power was completely contained before it hurt the people in the house, and it was rewilded, making Lingdu City safe and sound. Before this, Ji Shixian had thought that it was the spiritual power that several ministers of the Ministry of Military Affairs could exert together, but he never thought that it could be done by one person. At this point, he was dumbfounded and speechless.

"Then what's the matter, that's what he did in the Military and Political Department! Could it be that you let the people from the National Orthodox Department go? What are you excited about?" Ji Zhong said in disgust. He and Beitang Muren have known each other since childhood, and he knows Beitang Muren's style of acting well, with his current status as the chief general of the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs, how can he personally go out at all.

"The generosity of the re-pretending is not to always remember your status, so that you can seem as stable as Mount Tai and immovable. Ji Zhong thought in his heart.

When he heard that the incomparably powerful spiritual power came from the hands of the Northern Tang Dynasty and the Northern Underworld, Ji Lingxiao's body trembled, as if he had been electrocuted, and his heart was tightly tied as if he was tied by a thin thread. She feigned composure and took a sip of the soup in her bowl. At this time, Hu Mei'er also breathed a sigh of relief, not as uncertain as Fang Cai, and seemed to be a little happy and proud. Ji Zhong didn't care about this, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and hurriedly walked out.

At the end of dinner, Ji Lingxiao walked alone in the corridor, she wrapped her hands in front of her chest, kept pinching her arms, her expression jumped, and she laughed out loud as she walked.

"North Styls...... Brother...... It must be mine. Ji Lingxiao thought in his heart, and the ambiguous color overflowed in the corners of his eyes, and the joy was infinite.

At this time, the prison department was dimly lit. There are very few guards guarding them, as the prison department has always done, and just looking at their guards, there are even fewer than those of the Hearing Department. In the deepest part of the corridor, the lights in Pei Xi's room were still on. The light was white and blinding just now, but now he turned off the light and lit a dim oil lamp, barely enough to illuminate half of his bronze table.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning, when people were most vulnerable and tired. Pei Xi let out a dull breath from his mouth, and it was full of turbidity. He flipped through today's file, and there were just a few words back and forth. Suddenly, a sour stench rushed to his nose and eyes, Pei Xi frowned, blew his nose, and was extremely nauseous.

He looked back at the dead body of the sea rat in the cage in the corner, and he stared at it, and in a moment a vicious disgust filled his dirty red eyes. Pei Xi stood up and walked out of the cage. He looked down at the dead bodies in the cage, his back molars biting his cheeks fiercely, making him even more green and thin, and his face no longer seemed to have flesh on it.

Pei Xi angrily kicked the iron cage, and the iron cage made a screeching sound. The sound of the spikes seemed to stimulate Pei Xi's fragile nerves, and I saw that his body trembled, and after a moment, he kicked the cage like crazy. His office is soundproofed so well that you can't hear any movement from the outside. Pei Xi squatted down suddenly, opened the iron cage, and reached out to take out the greasy and sour sea rat. The guy was dead, and the vomit from the corners of his mouth was sour.

Pei Yi wanted to retch, but he opened his mouth and bit the sea rat's body in the next second. The sea rat's flesh filled his mouth in one bite, and he bit hard enough to almost shove through his throat. Then, he tore hard with his teeth, and he bit off a large piece of the sea rat's flesh. He chewed hard, and with each blow, his upper and lower teeth gnawed through the raw flesh and gnawed his teeth together, making a clanging sound of grinding his teeth. I saw that Pei Xi's throat tightened, and a piece of dead meat of a sea mouse was swallowed by him. A few more mouthfuls followed, and the sea mouse's belly had been bitten through by him, and the white intestines came out in one go, leaking all over his hands. Pei Xi saw his dirty sleeves, and with a whoop, he vomited it all.

He slammed the remaining corpse into the corner, snapped, and fell into bloody mud. He was still retching, his fingers digging at his throat as if he wanted to pull out his intestines. Pei Xi sat back in his chair in a dejected manner, tilted his head suddenly, and fell asleep.

Beiming had already stepped into the Encryption Mountain at this time, and his silent steps made him look like a phantom, without even a trace of breath. He cast a hiding technique around his body, cutting off his spiritual power from the outside world, as if there was no such person as him. By the time we crossed the Crypto Mountain, the sky was already a little bright. The small border country on the plains looked very quiet, as if unaffected by yesterday's fighting. Beiming didn't stop, turned around and rushed to the border of the plain, and went straight to Liaodi.

The outer part of Liaodi is surrounded by fog, and outsiders dare not set foot at all, and those who have been to Liaodi only know that there are swamps outside Liaodi, and no one knows what the real internal situation is.