The message sent by Wan Jianxin intercepted Yinchen's long text. Yinchen paused, first sent a "demonic smile" emoji in the system, and then wrote a line of blood-red words:

"Even if you can't destroy the holy weapon, you can kill all the masters on this list cleanly, isn't it?"

After Yinchen finished sending this, he closed the system interface, and looked at the people at the table in the Temple of Civilization in the distance with a funny look, all of them had strange faces, and Wan Jianxin had a broken egg expression that was about to hold back internal injuries.

However, at this moment, a certain killer of Lingxiao Pavilion, who was on the same round table as Yinchen, suddenly fell down silently.

The crisp sound of the cup hitting the ground was particularly harsh in the hall that had just finished the ring competition. The boxers who survived the iron cage fight turned their heads in unison and stared at him. How did the Ouchi master who was guarding in the shadows suddenly bounce up, and all kinds of Indra-flavored ice mist floated in the air, and before he could think of "There is an assassin!" before he turned over, Yinchen suddenly squatted down with his head in his hands, looking like an Iraqi civilian who was frightened by American soldiers.

"I didn't do it!"

His whole set of movements was filled with a black mischievous sense of humor, and the surrounding tables were full of people, all of whom burst into laughter, and even some of the Ouchi masters who rushed towards him inadvertently smiled. Only the little yellow door who came over in a hurry had a panicked expression on his face, these poor little guys who were castrated were the ones who really felt panicked, because the imperial order they received was to serve every uncle who came here, not to mention letting these uncles die, even if they made any uncle unhappy, they might also be deposed or even killed by their own masters for an inexplicable reason. Eunuchs and the like, there has never been any human rights at all, they have always been in various palace fights, the first batch of cannon fodder to be sacrificed, the so-called eunuchs, power supervisors, at most, can only take advantage of the master's weakness and incompetence for a while, once the master himself takes power, the first unlucky is them, once the master takes refuge in the bigger master, the first unlucky is them, this point, the father-in-law has used his life to make a summary.

Before Xiao Huangmen ran in a panic, several masters had rushed to the scene of the accident with their heads in their hands, and Yinchen still maintained a squatting posture with his head in his hands, and there was no trace of contact with people suspected of drinking and suspicious things on his body, so he was able to get himself out of this sudden poisoning incident cleanly.

However, Wen Leijun, who was at the forefront, did not think that such a funny style would get the silver boy out of suspicion. Wen Leijun was the one who secretly instructed his subordinates to arrange Silver Dust on the killer's table. As a recent rising star in Indra, although Wen Leijun has long heard of the name of Silver Dust, but he is a young man, he is used to not taking others seriously, as a senior priest of Indra, and a disciple of a certain "emperor", he has no fear, and he is burdened with the secret mission of the future of Nano, who is also fearless, so at the moment when Silver Dust squatted, he had already decided to take this opportunity to clean up Silver Dust.

His deputy, who was also a potential competitor he hadn't discovered, Valin Feng strode towards the fallen killer and was about to help him up, but was stopped by Wen Leijun:

"What are you doing?!Don't you know he's poisonous?"

Valin Feng raised his head and carefully accompanied the smiling face: "Mr. Guan, it will be too late if this person is not saved......

"That's not something you can save, let the people sent by Holy Water come. Wen Leijun had no scruples in saying the name of a sect that had long been banned by the rivers and lakes, which caused the surrounding boxers to be stunned for a while, and some of them even had a chill in their backs. However, Wen Leijun didn't have time to care about the feelings of this group of untouchables at the moment, and immediately called two gentle, soft and amiable Jianzhou girls to help the poisoned killer up.

It was a middle-aged man with a beard, and his nose was pockmarked with a pockmark, not a sign of poisoning, but a permanent scar from smoking Yakuzha.

More than 90 percent of those who have permanently lost their magical skills have destroyed their future and become useless because of drug addiction.

Of course, these old scars would not attract the attention of the two Jianzhou women, who were doing their best to diagnose the poor killer's pulse.

Wen Leijun had already reached the back of the silver dust, and he commanded from above: "Get up!

Silver Dust really stood up, his waist straight. He was still short compared to Wen Leijun, at least half a head shorter, and his momentum seemed to be much weaker. It's just that Wen Leijun didn't know that the magician had already achieved divine light restraint now, and the magic power was closely combined with the killing of all poisons, silently blending into the surrounding air.

Wen Leijun saw that Yinchen turned around obediently, looked at him neither humbly nor arrogantly, and carefully looked at the appearance of the legendary silver-haired demons around him, only to see that he had red lips and white teeth, looking forward to Shenfei, he was really a handsome and handsome, and he was not a glamorous son carved in pink.

Wen Leijun raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Wang Shenghai in the distance, and really felt that creation made people. Wang Shenhai was a little presumptuous, but compared to the beautiful young man with silver hair and silver eyes in front of him, it was almost a cloud of mud, and it was no wonder that the disciples and disciples of the Provincial Electric Alliance had to work hard to cultivate and sacrifice their lives for a so-called emperor of Ying Tianfu. can afford to wear a poor five-grade court uniform, the handsome young man in front of him, I am afraid that he only needs to put down his useless figure and throw a wink at a certain ya, and he can be recommended as an important minister in the court immediately. Wen Leijun has been in the cherry for many years, and of course he knows that among the talented slaves, the most welcome is still such ** slaves, and the rabbit master will follow him for a long time. Therefore, if a boy is born good-looking, and is willing to kneel down and kowtow, he is born rich and noble. Wen Leijun looked at Yinchen, originally wanted to be ruthless, on suspicion of poisoning, asked him to torture him, torture him fiercely, and vent his anger for his master, seeing him so beautiful, he couldn't do it a little, even if he didn't need to roll his eyes, he could think of using some Indra's secret holy poison or holy words and the like, forcing him to comply, completely transforming it into a rabbit master's minion, and then dedicating it to the saint, wouldn't it be beautiful?

So this great slave of Indra, who had never really realized what the name Silver Dust meant, faced the silver-haired boy, a potential male slave of extreme quality, and took it very seriously. He didn't pay attention to Silver Dust immediately, but paid more attention to the two girls from the Holy Water Sect, or the dying killer in their hands:

"How's the situation?" When Wen Leijun spit out these four words, the grandeur of the tall slave owner, the donation had been brought into full play. His graceful bearing, combined with the heavy ice and cold mist, was really like an invisible mountain, crushing the faces of the other killers, and many wanted to kneel down immediately, but they couldn't move from sitting in their chairs.

"I'm afraid it's not good, it's the first time the slave family has seen this strange toxin. Even if this master can be saved, it will be useless. The woman from the Holy Water Sect said without emotion, condensed ice into a needle, skillfully diagnosed the killer, and fiddled with it a few times, the killer was in a lot of pain, and struggled to open his eyes.

Wen Leijun was about to ask, only to see the killer open his mouth and make a few lip shapes, but no sound could come out, and a large stream of yellow-green pus gushed out of his throat and eyes for some reason.

The woman of the Holy Water Sect screamed and immediately threw it to the ground, scrambling to dodge the filthy pus. Pitifully, the second-hand head was planted on the ground, his eyes rolled and he fainted, but after such a violent concussion, his belly began to expand and contract violently, like a toad, spurting out pus one after another, covering his own body almost completely.

Wen Leijun, who was smoked by the sour smell, took two steps back, and his face turned purple with anger: "Who did it?" His stern gaze swept over a table of people, including Yincheng, and angrily saw that everyone was shaking their heads.

"Hey, come on!" Weng Leijun trembled and pointed to the table: "Arrest all the people on this table!" Drag them to the prison of the Criminal Department and torture them severely!"

"Huh!" Lushan replied in a loud voice, the old magician's hair couldn't be combed, and the sound was really like some kind of allergic substance, which made him get goosebumps all over his body. Seeing the 24 Ouchi masters, surrounded by Indra's unique icy mist, they outflanked him. Seeing that at the table in the distance, Wan Jianxin had already stood up and walked towards this side. The magic is instantaneous, reaching out and gently touching you the thick and delicate round edge of the mahogany round table.

The purple glitter bloomed on the fingertips and disappeared in an instant, and the large round table and the delicacies on it all changed in an instant. It became a silver-gray metallic texture, and then the metal flowed like a liquid, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, it transformed into a metal puppet.

As soon as the metal puppet came out, the 24 Ouchi masters who rushed over immediately braked, and some even left two shallow marks on the white marble floor. When the vermilion aiming beam was accurately pointed at Wen Leijun's eyebrows, the senior teacher of Indra remembered the horror of the legendary puppet army that washed Pershing City in blood, his body completely froze, and the cold battle flow suddenly condensed into a thick armor.

"What do you want?!Do you still want to be lawless in this Tongshen Pavilion?" Wen Leijun's face was already dripping with beads of sweat.

"There are some things that don't go too far, or it's not fun. The silver-colored magician was gentle and elegant, and seemed to be unconcerned about Wen Leijun's strength just now: "If you want to find out who poisoned it, you might as well start here now...... The prison of the criminal department or something is still exempted, and now the White Dragon List is still in the competition stage, I don't want to delay the schedule because of a guy I don't know. ”

When the magician said the three words "White Dragon List", Wen Leijun's eyes immediately lit up, and he remembered that this White Dragon List stone tablet book was here, and it was actually a holy weapon of suppression. The power of the holy weapon, flesh and blood must be difficult to resist, otherwise there would be no saying that "the country is with you". As one of the main organizers of this battle for the White Dragon List, he actually has the right to use some of the functions of the White Dragon List to maintain order in the field, as long as he can break free from the terrible puppet in front of him, he has a way to counteract.

So Wen Leijun's expression changed in an instant, and he immediately put on a flattering, even flattering face: "Childe's words are serious, we are just acting on orders, asking to ensure the safety of everyone sitting here, and to make everyone comfortable, now that there is such a thing, the small one is also helpless, and his net worth and life are spread out in the great cause of this white dragon list, and he inadvertently collided with Gongzi, and asked Gongzi Haihan to ......" After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at the hard, dark puppet.

The magician immediately snapped his fingers, and you actually changed into a metal round table again, but the delicacies on it have completely disappeared, and it is impossible to come back, and the killers sitting around the table all breathed a big sigh of relief after listening to Wen Leijun's words, but no one really dared to think of themselves as any masters, and still chose to sit in the chair to minimize their area in the field of view of others.

Wen Leijun flattered him and laughed a few times, then waved his hand and ordered his deputy: "Please come and take a look at the servants of Taichang Temple to see what kind of poison this guy has been in?"

The deputy was spitting out a servile "sigh", and before he could kowtow, he heard another sharp scream nearby, and quickly raised his head to see that another killer fell down with a bruised face.

Wen Leijun was staring at the magician's face at this moment, and he could only see the real shock on the young man's face. The silver-colored magician suddenly turned around, his eyes were in the distance, patrolling the wine table, a pair of silver-colored pupils, rolling through the chaotic void, and finally condensed into an incredible expression, as if he had no idea at all about the identity and motives of the person who poisoned here.

Wen Leijun was sure at this time that the magician was definitely not the one who poisoned him, but the idea of attacking the magician under the pretext in his heart had not completely subsided. He followed the magician's gaze, just in time to see another man suddenly rise from the banquet and walk towards it in a majestic manner.

Compared with the silver-haired boy who is still a little immature, this is the perfect example of the real rabbit master. The appearance of this son can no longer be described by any face like the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the eyes of all those who have seen him, this son's appearance can be described in two words: perfect.

He uninhibitedly opened the placket of his dark green robe, revealing solid pectoral muscles and unconventional six-pack abs, which did not seem to feel cold at all in this cold and windy winter, but the green mist-like momentum around him seemed to be colder and more gloomy than the coldest winter. This guy with an extremely cold body was walking briskly at this time, like the head of the army of the Kuangshi Empire. His figure swayed slightly in Wen Leijun's field of vision, forming a phantom-like shadow, and the steps under his feet were like snakes, precise, cold and deadly. Wen Leijun couldn't help frowning the moment he saw this person, feeling a little big. As a competent Indra priest, of course he knew that the person in front of him was the Lord's Imperial Balancing Technique, using this perfect man who could definitely be called amazingly talented to balance the Indra Cult founded by the Nano Viper.