The water in Tierong County is really getting muddy, I didn't expect that even the Divine Punishment Organization would insert people, so you can imagine how much impact this matter has.

Dowling leaned back in his chair, his mind racing.

How many forces are coveted by the Iron Melting County now...

Iron Molten County is definitely one, and they don't seem to be very united themselves.

The Iron Gear Gang must also be counted as one, including the Resurrection Society.

The resurrection will represent the meaning of Zhongdu.

In addition to this, even the Divine Punishment Organization has stepped in.

In the end, with the addition of Dowling's group, there are already five forces known to the bright side.

"Iron Melting County, Iron Melting County... You're a great treat. Dowling said with a sneer.

Suddenly, Dowling thought of one thing, the person he unintentionally chose was the eyeliner of divine punishment, so how often should he report to divine punishment, and how to report to divine punishment?

How many divine punishment eyeliners are in this Iron Gear Gang, how familiar these eyeliners are with Luan Shujiang, and if they show their feet somewhere, will they expose themselves.

Dowling was lost in thought, going through all the possible mistakes in his mind.

"If I really can't do it, I'll pretend to be sick!" There was such a question in Dowling's mind, if he pretended to be sick, he could avoid a lot of trouble, and he could also fish out other Divine Punishment agents.

Thinking of this, Dowling was ready to do so, as for breaking into the woods, he could let it go first, after all, if the two sides did not go to war, saving themselves was the most important thing.

Thinking of this, Dowling's heart was a lot more transparent, he put away the bedding on the bed next to him, and laid out the futon he had brought, Dowling didn't want to use someone else's person to cover it.

Packing up his bed, Dowling tucked his pillow into the quilt and pretended that someone was inside.

He then put on his cloak again and walked out of the tent.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Dowling ran back to the hill in one go.

"Why are you back again?" The void writhed, and Chu Xiyun and the old donkey's head walked out of the void crack.

"You're pretty good at finding a place, and you know how to hide in the void rifts." Dowling said with a thumbs up.

"Something to talk about!" Chu Xiyun yawned and said.

Dowling didn't have time to fart with them, so he told the information that he had accidentally discovered the divine punishment.

"Divine punishment! These bedbugs hiding in the darkness and taking their own path for the heavens. Chu Xiyun's face was displeased.

The old donkey's face was also displeased, obviously he also had a grudge with the divine punishment.

"We know about this matter, and we think you can try your plan based on the current situation, and then make the next plan." Chu Xiyun looked in the direction of the woods, and the momentum that belonged to the emperor's clan emanated like nothing.

Dowling can understand that, after all, no matter what mistakes he makes, he is also the most orthodox emperor clansman.

"Then I'll continue to lurk as planned, and I'll come back to you if there's something." Dowling put on his cloak and returned to the tent.

As for whether there are other clues in the tent, Dowling is too lazy to look for them, there are more opportunities in the future, and he doesn't have to find them in a day.

Lying on the bed, Dowling silently recited the "Pure Heart Sutra" several times in his heart, eliminated distracting thoughts in his heart, and soon fell asleep.

After a night of silence, the next morning, Dowling prepared to implement a plan to be sick, and he did not get out of bed until breakfast was ready.

"Chef... Are you there? Outside the tent, someone called softly.

"Come in," Dowling said hoarsely, clearing his throat.

The curtain opened, and the little cook came in, and he looked around, only to see Dowling lying on the bed.

"Chef, what's wrong with you?" The little cook hurriedly walked over and asked.

"It's a little uncomfortable, it's fine," Dowling said weakly.

The little chef touched Dowling's palm, and then touched Dowling's forehead.

"Chef, your palms and forehead are so hot, do you want me to bring the doctor?" The little chef said nervously.

"No need... I'll just rest, and you go and tell the cooks to cook well. Dowling said weakly.

"Don't worry, chef, I'll talk to the chefs in a moment." The little cook nodded repeatedly.

The little cook left, and Dowling expanded the range of his perception, continuing to keep it around the tent for about ten meters, and if there was any wind or grass in this range, he would know immediately.

I waited for a long time, and no one came back except for a few chefs who came to condole.

Dowling is not in a hurry, nothing important has happened, and there should be no other divine punishment agents looking for him.

After waiting for another day, no one came to Daolin, and Daolin couldn't lie down.

"No, we have to find a way." Dowling muttered in his heart.

It wasn't until night came that Dowling disappeared into the tent again, and I have to say that he felt that it was really worth it for spending money to buy this invisibility cloak in the first place.

Finding Chu Xiyun and them again, Dao Lin assigned them a task, allowing them to release the cultivation of the Creation Realm and directly enter the Iron Melting County City.

"They're going to let us in?" The old donkey asked, after all, he had fought with them before.

"You bring this, and use the Creation Realm or the Transcendent Realm cultivation to enter, so that it is estimated that someone should come to me, otherwise he will not come if there is no movement." Dowling took out the hammer of the fire god Zhurong from the ring and handed it to the old donkey's head.

As soon as the old donkey's hand was about to touch the hammer of the fire god Zhurong, he felt that a powerful force was about to explode, and he was shocked and quickly withdrew his hand.

"What's wrong?" Dowling asked, looking at the startled old donkey's head.

"I remember that not anyone can pick up this hammer, I have nothing to do with him, I can't pick it up, you can try it for your uncle." The old donkey shook his head and said.

Dowling also immediately remembered that this was indeed the case, so he handed the hammer of the fire god Zhurong to Chu Xiyun.

Chu Xiyun didn't stretch out his hand at all, he directly shook his head and said, "No need to try, I can't pick it up." ”

Dowling was worried, how could he let them in if he didn't show up.

"They've seen me, so it shouldn't be a big deal," said the old donkey, scratching his head.

"I'm afraid that's all it can be." Dowling nodded and said.

"By the way, where's the gray donkey?" Dowling looked around and didn't see the grey donkey.

"I've let it run and play on its own, and it'll come back when I need it." The old donkey said with a smile.

"Then you're not afraid that it will be caught and eaten by others?" Dowling frowned.

"How many people do you think will be able to catch up with him?" The old donkey's head turned white and Daolin said with a white look.

Dowling patted his head and put on his cloak and turned to leave, he didn't want to listen to the old donkey's bear.

The old donkey looked at Dowling, who left decisively, and felt a feeling of tightness in his chest for a while, and it made him very uncomfortable if he wanted to taunt but didn't taunt him.

"This kid has grown!" Chu Xiyun laughed.