Liyue Fengxiangren of the original god

Nothing to do today, listening to music and dancing.

It's still fine today, but I'm too lazy to go to the singing and dancing. I always feel that Nilu will be too nervous when I'm around, so don't affect other people's work.

Gu Sanqiu was lying on a canopy with a particularly good view, and there were food and drinks with Sumi's specialties beside him, which directly filled the level of leisure.

I really want to go down like this, after all, it's always fun to fish.

From here, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Sumeru City and its surrounding areas by radiating your spiritual power.

If this is not a big tree, but a particularly tall man-made viewing platform, I believe that the number of tourists in Sumi will have a huge increase.

With closed mental power and silent elemental power, Gu Sanqiu fished lazily without worrying about the consequences of being blown away by the wind.

To be precise, it is not him who should be worried, but the flowers and plants below.

"Because of this, we should unite and let these damned Sumeru know that we desert people are inviolable, and the glory of the great Red King will come to this land again!"

In a cafe, a few guys dressed as gold-plated brigades are spitting and giving lessons to their companions. Of course, it can also be considered as brainwashing.

They are members of the "famous" organization in Sumeru City, the Eye of Achmal.

The group building this time, to be precise, was a process of evangelism. Apart from creating obstacles for the Xumi guys present, it was also to make matters worse, and then shift their attention to them.

Their boss did not know how to obtain the canned knowledge of a god!

That's enough to change the status quo!

Thinking of this and the future life, the spittlers became more and more excited, and the chattering appearance made people subconsciously shy away.

Their task is to attract firepower to the boss who is far away in Ormos Port. Even if they go in, the boss will find a way to fish them out!

"What did you just say?"

A person wearing a desert-colored cloak suddenly appeared, vaguely surrounding everyone present.

"Speaking of our great plans, of course!"

The spittle machine didn't care too much. This kind of dress mostly appeared on guys who couldn't get along in the desert, and they were all trying to sneak in from the other side of the sand wall.

Such people are either very timid, or they are bold outlaws.

However, if I can win them over, maybe the boss will give me some different rewards?

The spittle machine is even more exciting: "Under the wise and mighty decision of our Eye of Achmar, I believe."

boom!

After a muffled sound, the saliva machine flew out, smashing several tables and chairs along the way.

"Bastard, the reputation of our desert people has been discredited by you idiots!"

The leader had already made his move, and the rest of them were not idle. They knocked down these miscellaneous soldiers who were responsible for diverting attention with three punches and two kicks.

"You are not followers of the great Scarlet King, you are just clowns who use this name to make profits for themselves!"

That's why no one likes to see the radicals, they're just a bunch of pure axis people.

After knocking out all the people in this team, the leader walked to the counter of the coffee shop and put the half gem beside it.

"We will pay for the damaged tables and chairs."

The eyes hidden under the cloak were shining brightly: "Remember, they are not believers in the desert, but despicable speculators!"

"Come on, my brothers, keep cleaning up these damned speculators!"

"For Lord Chisha, for Akhmar!"

Finally, all the cloaked people raised their right hands: "For King Dacishu!"

The cloaked people disappeared quickly like a gust of wind, as if they had never been to this place, leaving only the coffee shop owner who was completely confused.

The compensation is more than enough, but that's not what he cares about.

What did these desert people say just now?

And similar things are happening everywhere in Sumeru City and Port of Ormos——

"Bastard, you are also desert people, how dare you betray your belief in the God of Chisha!"

The sound of clanging weapons resounded all around. Rahman was personally in charge of this team, in order to deal with the leader of the Eye of Akhmar.

Just as the think tanks on their side expected, the leader team of the Eye of Akhmar carried weapons with them, and they even possessed the aura of gangsters who would lash out their weapons and go to war directly in the street.

But is there something wrong with having a bunch of consultants in charge of business planning act as a think tank.

Rahman held the scimitar firmly to catch the opponent's leader's attack, and after a backhand pressure, he hammered his wrist with his left hand, causing the leader of Akhmar to put down his weapon in pain.

"Calm, tough, decisive, fearless, you have forgotten all the qualities of the people of the desert, what qualifications do you have to call yourself a follower of the great Red King!"

Rahman slashed without hesitation, knocking down the enemy whose will to fight was almost zero.

"You can't represent the people of the desert!"

A brother next to him waved his hand: "Boss, I found something, and the other brother on guard said that the 30-man group is coming here!"

Rahman resisted the urge to kick the leader of the Eye of Achmar.

"Put things away, let's go now, and gather at the second designated location!"

Rahman raised his right hand, and the rest of the brothers followed suit, chanting their slogans frantically.

"For Lord Chisha, for Akhmar!"

"For King Dacishu!"

By the time the guards from the Thirty Regiment rushed over, or "belatedly", Rahman and his brothers had disappeared without a trace.

But that slogan was clearly heard by all the spectators nearby.

What do these desert people mean? !

The Holy Order, a secret office area.

boom!

A fist landed hard on the desk, and the person in charge who was repeatedly tortured by Gu Sanqiu's upright "travel" was about to explode.

"Who taught them to shout slogans like that!"

He was really about to go crazy. Ever since that monster came to Xumi, things that didn't go his way had happened one after another.

He thought that after the success of the big plan, he would be able to get into a high position that could lie down and eat for three generations without saying anything. In Liyue's words, he would be a proper "minister of the dragon".

It's all right now, let alone whether you can eat three generations.

If this continues, the people who come to eat their own seats will definitely fill up thirty tables.

"What's going on with those people? It's fine if the Thirty-member group can't keep up with them. They won't collect information from the surrounding people!"

Ordinary fights are fine, but on the leader of the Eye of Akhmar, there was a fight with weapons!

It's still a massive fight!

This is not a fight between ordinary people with rolling pins on benches. The last batch of both sides directly drew poison daggers!

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to appear in contemporary cities, but it happened at this time, and it also involved a relatively important knowledge of canned gods!

Rahman's combat style is in the form of a sandstorm, coming and going like the wind, and decisive.

What's more, compared to the rookies who were wasting their strength in the rainforest, Rahman and his team lived in the desert all day long, and it was a pure dimensionality reduction blow when they started.

In short, no one could find traces of Rahman and others.

The subordinates who came to report looked embarrassed: "Well, I asked, but no one is willing to respond to us."

"They said that since the guards of the Thirty-member Group couldn't solve the Eye of Akhmar, and now someone has done it, and will pay for the damaged tables and chairs, what else can they demand?"

This is pure torture.

You don't do things, and now you still want to ask us what characteristics information the people who do things have?

Shameless.

Cheap or not.

It is true that Sumeru is a country of wisdom, but the vast majority of people who can become scholars are still living ordinary lives with ordinary livelihoods.

Now those local hooligans who bombed the streets were taken down on the spot, and they even shouted the slogan "For the King of the Great Mercy Tree", you want us to target them?

Either get out, or show your sincerity and maintain the law and order of Sumeru City!

The person in charge was stunned: "Are the members of the 30-member group a bunch of trash!"

"It's really not."

The subordinates beeped softly: "Well, the discipline officer Dafeng is back."

"What did you say?!"

The person in charge was furious: "How did Sano come back!"

The subordinates smiled wryly: "The point is, after Master Sano came back, he led a team to arrest a group of thirty members by means of thunder."

"Information shows that the Disciplinary Officer has obtained ironclad evidence that someone from the Thirty-member Regiment secretly provided weapons and supplies to the bandits of the Legacy of the God King."

"The 30-member regiment is being investigated from top to bottom by the discipline officials, and there is simply not enough mobilization to respond in a timely manner to what happened in Xumi territory."

The person in charge took a deep breath, then slowly moved his thumb to the middle of the person, and after thinking about it, he took out a pack of medicine from the drawer.

This is the sedative medicine that he bought from Bubulu with a lot of money. During this time, he has relied on this treasure to restore his sleep.

However, if he knew the relationship between the owner of Bubulu and Gu Sanqiu, no matter how effective this tranquilizing medicine is, it probably wouldn't have any effect if he took it.

The tranquilizing medicine prepared by the secret ally of the catastrophe star, the name alone is enough to make him think about it.

It was his last stubbornness as a scholar that he didn't think there was a problem with the medicine itself.

However, it is estimated that Bai Shu would never have imagined that a certain amount of fairly good income was "brought" by Gu Sanqiu for him.

"Not good, supervisor!"

Another subordinate rushed in hastily: "There is an accident in the city, not only the Eye of Akhmar, but even the team we deliberately sent out, they were all attacked by the cloaked men!"

Create anxiety, engage in contradictory flow, let the surface of a puddle of water slosh to hide yourself, this trick has been tried and tested.

The men who just arrived panicked: "According to our investigation, those cloaked people should be in the same group, and they would shout slogans for the Red King and the Tree King before disappearing!"

The person in charge didn't even take a deep breath, but rolled his eyes and fell backward heavily.

"director!"