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At noon, Mo Fan and Lingling, who were too lazy to eat, sat at the top of the signal tower, facing the whistling wind in the sky, eating the packaged Cantonese food, and enjoying the feeling of stepping on the high-rise buildings of the whole city under their feet. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In front of us was Victoria Square, and the pedestrians on the ground were as small as tiny specks of tiny specks, and even if they were walking, they were no different from standing still.

Gradually, a pair of golden wings flew up from Victoria Square, through the dome of the skyscrapers, approaching the 500-meter-high signal tower, his hands carrying two bags of hot plastic boxes, the fragrance of which had already overflowed.

"Come, the rice noodles just out of the cage, and this beef ball, this is a barbecued pork bun......" Zhao Manyan put down the things one by one.

Carelessly, he let a box of lunch boxes be swept away by the cold wind, so he saw that the white plastic box turned into a small flying man, which was fluttering in the sky over the city, not falling, but flying higher and higher......

"Don't litter!" Mo Fan said.

"I don't want to, it's too windy here, and it's not Lao Tzu who proposed to eat on it......" Zhao Manyan said.

It is said that once you are the first to have a car among a group of friends, then you will instantly become the public driver of this group, and this principle is also used in the mage circle, once you have wings, or the wind system has cultivated to a high level, what packing meals, delivering things, emergency rescue, all are done by people who can fly.

"I'm grass, I'm barbecued pork buns. Zhao Manyan slipped his hand, and the hot barbecued pork bun fell, and he immediately turned his gaze to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was indifferent to this, he would never use his spatial magic to pick up the fallen barbecued pork bun for a stupid X, he also had to say with a heart: "The air quality in Guangzhou is very poor, there is dust everywhere, your barbecued pork bun falls like this, and if you fall a hundred meters, you will roll in a circle in the mud and eat wool." ”

"If you don't want to help, don't talk nonsense. Zhao Manyan was unwilling, he liked the barbecued pork buns, liked the sweet and greasy taste of the soft dough and honey barbecued pork mixed together, he stiffened his body violently, like a professional diver, and chased the meat buns.

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

"Have you thought of a countermeasure?" Mo Fan asked Ling Lingdao.

"I've thought about it. Lingling nodded.

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Wuyi Mountain Trial

Horn Monster Mountain is the mountain base of the Wuyi Mountain Judgment Society, which is mainly in charge of the southern border of Nanling, in addition to supervising the one-eyed demon wolf tribe, it is also mainly responsible for criminals in Fujian and Jiangxi.

In the conference building of the High Pavilion of Horn Monster Mountain, a woman in her early forties sat alone on the zenith terrace, the sun on the high mountain was warm on the parasol, and with the deviation of the afternoon, the shadow of the parasol had turned away, and the woman still did not notice this, she sat there, her eyes staring at the overlapping peaks and mountains in front of her with a little panic, staring at the high valley cliffs in front of her......

"Did they notice something?? No way, I've done it very secretly, there's no way they could find me!" the woman muttered to herself, her light gray pupils flickering.

Her hands gripped her pants tightly, and it took a long time for her to let go.

As if she had made a decision, the woman stood up violently and said, "I can't let them find me!"

"Why can't I find you, Aunt Cheng Ying, do you know, the Leng Qing Judge of the Lingyin Inquisition was assassinated, and it is said that the people of the Killer Hall did it, and now the high-level of the Inquisition Council is furious, and they have ordered the arrest of the people of the Killer Palace!" a young female judge walked over and said in a low voice.

Cheng Ying glanced at the female judge and confirmed that she didn't mean to test herself, and the fierce intent that flashed in her eyes disappeared.

"I have something to attend to, so I'll talk to the Inspector General for me. Cheng Ying said.

"Auntie, you're confused, you're the inspector general...... How to bask in the sun for a while, my head is sunburned. The female judge burst into laughter.

"Oh, I used to report to Inspector General Luo for more than ten years. Cheng Ying explained.

"Inspector General Luo too, said that he was sick and left this position early. However, if he hadn't been seriously ill, you wouldn't have sat in this position, aunt. The female judge said.

"Don't talk nonsense! Don't let me hear that again. Cheng Ying's face sank, and he said very seriously.

"I'm sorry, my mouth is fast. The young female judge said.

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

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

"Ask so much what to do, I took you from your mother's side, not to ask you to ask this and that, but to do your duty, and ask you to listen to me! Also, Leng Qing once sent us a secret message, asking for answers, since the place she said is Kunming, I asked you to pass on the information to the Kunming Judgment Council and not tell anyone, Leng Qing is dead, the upper will definitely investigate the fault of the lower people, if you don't want to bear this black pot for no reason, then keep me tight!" Cheng Ying said heavily.

"Ah, it's all on my head, I'm doing what I'm told!" Su Qingqing said.

"If the presiding judge dies, someone has to pay the price, if you can't catch the real culprit, you can't explain it, you can't calm the anger of the Lingyin Trial, then you will definitely catch a scapegoat to suppress the matter, whoever will be the scapegoat is nothing more than the person who made the mistake, no one will pursue your usual mistakes, and when something happens, your mistake may become fatal, even if this matter has nothing to do with you at all!" Cheng Yingying said in an aggravated tone.

"I ...... I'll keep it right, auntie, or you're good to me, if you hadn't told me what to do all these years, I would still be struggling among the low-level mages, and my damn mother didn't teach me anything but to drink and scold me all day long and make me angry. Now those who have treated me badly know that I am a judge, and they treat me with deference. Su Qingqing said.

"You thank me very much?" Cheng Ying looked at this woman who was a little innocent in her thoughts, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and asked.

"Of course. ”

"Then do something for me, don't let other colleagues know, I don't trust them very much, I heard that there are traitors in the trial, I don't want to be influenced by people with bad intentions to influence my decision-making. Cheng Ying said.

"No problem. ”

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The west side of the horn monster mountain is the Flying Cliff Bridge, which is erected between two peaks, and due to the accident of the other mountain in the early years, it is basically deserted, and the Flying Cliff Bridge has become a decoration.

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

"Aunt......ie" The woman kicked and struggled desperately, her whole body was imprisoned by a special force, and she couldn't exert any magic, and her state was no different from that of an ordinary woman.

The noose strangled her white throat, her face turned blue, her eyes were about to bulge out of her sockets, and the pain of suffocation was all present on her convulsive and writhing face.

"Didn't I tell you, only by abandoning the body can the soul gain eternal life, in that world, those who contribute to my religion will become the master, no longer driven by people, no longer inferior, no longer suffering, go, I will lead you to the kingdom of death in the name of blue clothes!" Cheng Ying said to Su Qingqing with an expressionless face.

Su Qingqing was full of fear, she didn't listen to a word of what Cheng Ying said, she was just in great pain, she was just scared to the extreme, she didn't understand why her aunt, who had been taking care of herself, suddenly became like this.

She was born poor, her mother is a villain, she beats and scolds every day, and there are endless labor works every day, until she was admitted to the magic high school and awakened the botanical department, she was rescued by her aunt from her mother's hands, aunt Cheng Ying is a very good mage, she is doing things for the Trial, from the ordinary inspector to the current inspector general, she has always worked hard, perfect, is Su Qingqing's role model, and the most respected person, she feels that Cheng Ying is her mother, and her biological mother is simply scum!

But why did such a person who regarded him as a mother suddenly become like this, a scene even more terrible than a nightmare was in front of her eyes, and the benefactor who gave her everything new suddenly became a demon, indifferent, cruel, and vicious so that she strangled the rope around her neck, and the tighter and tighter she became, and the relationship between mother and daughter for more than ten years had no effect at this moment, even if she strangled it lightly, even if she told herself the reason......

Su Qingqing tried very hard to raise her head, she knew that she couldn't live, she had no resentment, everything she had now was given by the person in front of her, she wanted to kill herself, she didn't complain, in the breath that was still left, she wanted to see Cheng Ying's face, wanted to see her "last resort", wanted to see her in the same pain, and wanted to see her a little reluctant......

Unfortunately, no!

Nothing!

She's like a stranger!

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The cold wind in the mountains was like a merciless whip hitting a corpse that was gradually losing its temperature.

The bright moon hung high, and on the Flying Cliff Bridge, such a stiff person swayed with the creaking of the suspension bridge, and after a whole first half of the night, Su Qingqing's fresh and tender skin began to dry out severely......

"There's a plank hanging from the drawbridge, it looks like it's going to fall off......" the patrol officer suddenly shouted.

"Plank??That's like...... It looks like it's a person!" the other poked his head over, scrutinizing it.

"Really...... Really, oh my god, go call for backup!"

...... (To be continued.) )