Chapter 85 Who among you will die? (Fifth update)
"Mr. Li, what happened? Why are we still waiting here?"

In the quaint courtyard, several people of different ages are gathered in front of a long table.

They are orthodox representatives and their visit to Beijing is to discuss matters concerning the official executive departments.

The orthodox core is located in Bian Jing, which is today's Kaifeng. The ancient mixed-races believed that Kaifeng was the core of the dragon veins of the Central Plains and gathered here.

After thousands of years, a group called orthodoxy gradually formed, with five major clans as the decision-making level and leading more than ten mixed-blood families.

Yao, Zhou, Ji, Ying, Li.

The five major families control the mixed-race species in the Central Plains and monopolize everything that belongs to the dragon.

"No hurry, no hurry."

The old man surnamed Li glanced at the young man who spoke, and couldn't help but look down on his ability to cultivate his energy.

"I saw something interesting on the way. I have sent Taier to go there. I believe we will gain something soon. You should all be curious about the confidence of the Executive Department in being so tough this time, right?"

"I'm not curious, I just want to go back quickly."

The man surnamed Zhou shook his head.

The orthodox clans were closed in nature, and the Xiangyang Zhou family was the most prominent among them. They had secluded themselves from the world for decades and were on the edge of separation from other orthodox clans.

This time he went out in accordance with the orthodox rules to make up the numbers. He had no idea what the meeting was about and he abstained from voting.

"These people in the Zhou family have become stupid because of their practice of cultivating immortals."

Seeing the silence, Mr. Li's impression of the young man declined again.

It was you who brought up the topic, and now it's you who doesn't want to listen.

The Zhou family members are basically all members of the Dragon Transformation Sect. Unless there is some national event that requires them to show up, they will just stay in the mountains until they die, or stay there until they become Deadpool.

"What did Mr. Li notice?"

Looking around, he found that his elders and peers were not very willing to pay attention to the old man. The woman surnamed Ying asked so as not to make the scene completely deserted.

"Hehe, some ancient alchemy formations. My girl must have told them the location of the tombs of the ancient sages. My Tai'er is in charge of this matter."

"But all the tombs of the Tang Dynasty except Zhaoling have been robbed. Zhaoling is guarded by the Li family, so how did they find the tomb? Ah, sorry, I am a fool."

As soon as the Ying woman opened her mouth she realized she had said the wrong thing and apologized repeatedly.

The whole world knows that the ancestor of the Ying family has a tomb that is rare in the world, and no one has been able to steal it since its completion.

The danger of the alchemy formation is so great that there is no need for the small Ying family to guard it. He can study at university and dig up his ancestors' terracotta warriors in peace.

Unlike the ancestors of other people, whose remains cannot be found after thousands of years of turmoil.

"Hey~"

Old Li looked at the people present. The oldest was only in his forties, but none of them were as enterprising as him, an old man who was half buried in the ground.

Everyone just wants to guard their own piece of land. If they don't have their own orthodoxy, how can they maintain their current status?

The executive department was planning to attack them, but they seemed to have no reaction. The fate of the Chen family was obvious, and if they didn't take action, they would be the next.

"I don't know how Tai'er is doing, and whether he has recovered the orthodox relics."

Clang——

A blade was unsheathed, reflecting a cold light under the light. Everyone present looked sideways and quickly grasped their weapons.

"The Li family's Jinwu Guard." The voice echoed in the courtyard, and the middle-aged man who had been silent spoke.

There was no response, and everyone looked at the disheveled man who fell into the courtyard.

Dragon scales appeared on his body, causing him to stop flying backwards. He then bowed to everyone and tore through the air before disappearing out of the house.

He is indeed a warrior that the family has spent a lot of effort to train.

Old Li showed an expression of appreciation. Such qualities have reached the top of the mixed-bloods. Coupled with the orthodox way to become a god that has been preserved and revised by the Yao family, not many people can be the opponent of the Jinwu Guards.

I don’t know which blind wild hybrid had the audacity to assassinate the representative of the orthodox party. He really doesn’t know how to live or die.

Or are they the Knights Templar? It is said that they have discovered the traces of their monarch and are coming to the city one after another.

Tai'er must come back soon. The light of orthodoxy is too dazzling. Don't get involved in the fight with the mixed-blood forces.

Mr. Li put down the cup and was already thinking about how to put pressure on the executive department after returning so that those disobedient little guys would come back earlier.

scoff-

A bright red light illuminated the courtyard.

A red figure penetrated the wall and rushed over from the direction where the Jinwu Guards left. The dragon-like body looked so tiny under the brilliant light that it was submerged in the red light in an instant and could not move.

boom!
It was not until the smoke and dust rose and the tall dragon-like creature was deeply embedded in the rock that the sound reached his ears.

This made Mr. Li subconsciously grip the teacup so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Not only him, all the representatives present sensed that the visitor had ill intentions, and they all lit up their golden pupils.

Dust scattered, gradually submerging the dragon-like Jinwu Guard. On the eaves of the broken wall, a figure looked down at them.

He was so clean that only his black clothes were left, and under his sunglasses was a pair of eyes that showed just a hint of contempt, enough to make people want to look away.

Li Tai, whom Mr. Li called Tai'er, was held in his hands with a calm expression as if he had not yet realized that he was dead.

All was silent.

Facing the gathering gazes, Lu Mingfei threw Li Tai's body onto the table.

After determining the target, Lao Zhao reported it. Their superiors did not stop him. Their attitude was clear and they tacitly approved of the conflict between Lu Mingfei and the mixed-race family.

Lu Mingfei didn't care what his superiors were planning. He called Xia Mi out of the capsule to guard the stronghold to prevent any more accidents, and then rushed over with Li Tai's body.

He made this trip just to seek justice for those who had died.

Lu Mingfei never likes to play the pig and eat the tiger, because a tiger is a tiger and it has overwhelming power. Why bother to hide it?
Apart from the four monarchs, during this period of time, there was no one in the mixed-race group that he could be concerned about.

This is the confidence gained from fighting with Lu Mingze and Odin.

Even the Dragon King almost lost his head due to his carelessness. How could these hybrids who are not even dragons deserve his fear?
"Good morning, everyone."

The boy's voice was clear and bright, with the light behind him, casting a dark shadow.

"I really want to have a good exchange with the elites of the mixed-blood families, but unfortunately I have to catch a flight at noon, so time is tight, so I'll make it short."

"you--"

The bone-chilling questioning, filled with anger and the sense of oppression extending from the blood and soul, made those of low bloodline fall directly to their knees.

"Who will die?"

(End of this chapter)