Rebirth of the Urban Madman

As night falls, in a huge villa overlooking the sea.

In this city, this villa is the best, and no one has any objection.

The cost of this villa alone is probably comparable to that of a five-star hotel.

At this moment, in front of this villa, two rows of luxury cars, like a long dragon, with more than a hundred cars, are parked on both sides of the street.

Special people are guarding, and noble ladies wearing masks, and extraordinary figures appear one by one.

Each person is extremely extraordinary. Although they don’t see their faces, their temperament is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

The pressure accumulated by people who have been in high positions for a long time and often give orders has already spread around these people invisibly.

Among them, Qin Xuan, wearing a white dress and a mask he bought casually, walked in front and behind Qin Yan'er.

Among these people, there are quite a few people wearing strange clothes, and Qin Xuan’s white dress is not surprising in the eyes of everyone.

At this banquet, every couple of guests will have a special person to assess them.

In a room, take off the mask and compare it with the photo with a special mark on the invitation.

This is why there are photos on the invitation of the masked ball.

On the upper floor of this villa, a sturdy middle-aged man with a naked upper body, hugging two charming women, quietly looking at the guests below.

Bia!

One of the twelve gods of Xila, known as the fierce god, his strength is even half a step to the world-destroying level.

In Xila, there are three main gods and twelve sub-gods. The Olympus list controlled by the three main gods is even more famous in the world.

Beside him, the two women in cool clothes held tablets and detected the information of the guests for Bia.

"Is there anything to pay attention to?" Bia smiled faintly, and he held a handful of the woman's hair and played with it wantonly.

"There are three people here who need to be noticed, all of whom are disaster-level strongmen." The woman's eyes were flowing.

"A bishop of the Church of Light is here too, a count among the blood monks." Another woman wrapped her arms around Bia's neck, her voice charming.

Five disaster-level ones?

Bia narrowed her eyes and smiled softly, "Then which one of them do you think caused Aggwi's death?"

If Aggwi died, his pawns would either die or become stupid, and this could not be hidden from him.

After all, this city is not big, how big is the whole of Shira? When someone contacted Aggwi in the afternoon and found that he had lost contact, Bia knew it.

The dog who kept sending beautiful women to him and claimed to be loyal died just like that.

Bia didn't care about the life of a dog, but this fierce god who was greedy for beauty but vindictive could not pretend that it had not happened when he was hit in the face on his territory.

"There are traces of the holy power of light inside, maybe it was the bishop of the Church of Light?" One of the women's voice became more charming.

"I heard that there were two people, one of whom was an Asian in white, and it was easy to identify." Another woman smiled softly, and then a photo appeared on the tablet in her hand.

In the photo, it was Qin Xuan's face, clearly reflecting Qin Xuan's slightly immature appearance and indifferent expression.

Bia smiled, he didn't say anything, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

Especially, after he saw the photo, Qin Yan'er's beautiful face behind Qin Xuan.

Suddenly, he turned over and pressed the woman under him...

In the masked ball, Qin Yan'er frowned slightly, especially when the reviewers took photos of her and Qin Xuan.

"Agwe's death should not be hidden from Bia!"

Qin Yan'er said softly, holding a glass of red wine and looking at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan with a mask seemed to be more mysterious, less immature, and seemed more charming.

However, Qin Yan'er didn't care about this, except that she was a little surprised at the beginning.

"If you can't hide it, then you can't hide it." Qin Xuan smiled lightly and took a sip of red wine. "Why should I care about a disaster-level ant?"

"Shira has always been united. The twelve gods and the three main gods are all one. If that Bia insists on revenge, there will be some trouble." Qin Yan'er said slowly, but soon she smiled, "That's right, even if I offend the three main gods of Shira, it's actually nothing. They won't be stupid enough to be enemies with the Green Emperor."

Qin Xuan smiled lightly and shook his head slightly at Qin Yan'er's slightly flattering words.

"Do you know about the auction items this time?" Qin Xuan asked. He had asked Qin Yan'er to find out some of them before.

"I don't know. Bia kept this part very secret!"

While the two were talking and laughing, a figure was paying attention to Qin Yan'er.

This was a bishop in a red robe, and he looked at Qin Yan'er with suspicion in his eyes.

Although Qin Yan'er was masked and hiddenAlthough the aura was hidden, Simon still sensed something different.

The Church of Light has a unique way of perceiving the direct followers, especially for the physiques suitable for the holy power of light, which many bishops can clearly sense.

Although Qin Yan'er hid her aura and covered her face with a mask, the bishop still couldn't help but notice Qin Yan'er.

In his eyes, Qin Yan'er's physique was like a pearl in the dark night.

"The God of Light, I actually met a person favored by God, my God!"

The bishop sighed, and vaguely, he also felt a little familiar with Qin Yan'er.

However, Qin Yan'er used to wear armor and be arrogant in the Church of Light. Now she is wearing a mask and is even weaker in front of Qin Xuan. The bishop has seen Qin Yan'er, but that was when Qin Yan'er was a child. Since Qin Yan'er inherited the legacy of the previous Knight Commander and became the first Paladin, even if he wanted to see this world-destroying first Paladin, he did not have the qualifications.

For many reasons, the bishop really didn't recognize Qin Yan'er at all, and he couldn't imagine that the first paladin he once revered, now a hated apostate, the greatest shame of the Holy See of Light in a hundred years, was right in front of him.

Not only did the bishop notice Qin Yan'er, but another person also noticed Qin Yan'er.

A man wearing a clown mask, he looked at Qin Yan'er quietly, and then he stepped over.

"Lady, would you please dance with me?"

The man walked in front of Qin Yan'er, knelt on one knee, and curved one corner of his mouth, revealing a charming arc.

This scene made Qin Yan'er slightly stunned, and the man's fiery gaze made her frown and her eyes cold.

Before Qin Yan'er could say anything, an indifferent voice sounded.

"Get out!"

Qin Yan'er was stunned, she turned her head and looked at Qin Xuan who spoke.

But she saw Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, looking at the man, as if he was an ant.