Chapter 1157
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However, once The Great Lord succeeded, he would not be able to tolerate the people who had helped him conquer the world. By that time, Long Fan would probably be killed.
His heart was heavy.
He glanced at the crowd and realized that most of them were trained by him. Their relationship with him was deeper than Mo Zhao's, and they were more obedient to him.
Now that Mo Zhao had done such a thing, they were extremely sad and angry even though they did not say anything.
"Elder Long …" One of them looked at him with a pair of red eyes. "They did not betray us …"
Long Fan waved his hand. "This is the price they have to pay for disrespecting The Great Lord. They deserve it. Alright, this matter is over. Everyone can leave now! There is no need to say anything more. "He turned around and left.
There were cameras everywhere in this place. Perhaps, Mo Zhao was watching from one of the monitoring rooms.
He did not show it on the surface, but deep down, he regretted installing so many cameras.
With so many 'eyes' watching them, who would dare to be angry? They did not even dare to complain. These cameras were originally used to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies and to detect and respond in time. Now, it had become a shackle to everyone's freedom of speech.
The crowd dispersed with sadness and anger.
From that day onwards, several of the cameras in the underground palace began to malfunction. These cameras were made of fragile materials, so it was easy to destroy them.
A storm was brewing, but it was still calm on the surface.
...
Long Fan was preparing the medicine. He almost made a few mistakes as he was not calm.
He decided to stop and thought for a while. Then, he went to the surveillance room in the inner room to check on Di Fuyi.
He was still sleeping, and there was nothing unusual.
"Long Fan, what are you looking at?" Mo Zhao's voice came from behind, and it shocked Long Fan.
He turned around and bowed. Mo Zhao waved his hand to indicate that he did not need to be so polite. He looked at the monitors and sighed. "Long Fan, I feel that it is not good for your research if you set up these things here. It will easily distract you …"
Long Fan's heart sank. "What do you mean, Great Lord?"
"There are two monitoring rooms. One is in my room, and the other one is outside. Elder Long, you should focus on your research. This one can be removed. "
Long Fan was speechless.
When a superior has already doubted your loyalty, you can't go against him at this time.
Therefore, even though Long Fan did not think much of it, he had to remove all the surveillance equipment in order to dispel Mo Zhao's suspicions.
Mo Zhao patted his shoulder contentedly and praised him before he left.
Long Fan sat in this messy room and suddenly felt that his loyalty seemed to be a joke …
Was there still a way out for him?
It turned out that the High Lord's trust in him could not withstand a few words from outsiders …
…
Di Fuyi fell into a deep sleep after Mo Zhao and the rest left. In fact, his soul had left his body and gone to Gu Xijiu's house.
Long Fan, who was a demigod, had already cultivated his soul to the point that it was half-solid. What more could Di Fuyi, who was a Real God?
Naturally, his soul could leave his body, and he could even leave a part of his soul in his body when he left his body. This way, he would appear to be breathing and have a heartbeat, as if he was asleep.
The Spiritual Dispelling Lock was an ancient demonic item. Once locked, even an immortal would not be able to break free. Even the soul would be imprisoned in the body to suffer.
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