The large group of people who were about to disperse, those who were walking in the light and those who were about to disappear into the darkness, suddenly paused. It was as if someone had suddenly cast an unfathomable Dao technique and divine ability, and all the sounds were instantly erased.
Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the shrill alarm, which was also the direction of Fuyunji, and even Kunlun Temple, which had recently become very popular on Mount Tianlong.
Lu Chen and Old Ma looked at each other, and their expressions changed. The level of the alarm in Fuyunji was not low. Something big must have happened.
"Why is it so unpeaceful tonight? What happened in Fuyunji?" Old Ma could not help but complain to Lu Chen in a low voice.
Lu Chen also shook his head with a hint of caution on his face. He frowned as he looked at the gradually brightening Fuyunji's territory in the distance, and there were more lights gradually gathering in that direction.
No matter what, the two of them were on the same side as Fuyunji and Lord Tianlan, so it was reasonable for them to go back and take a look.
…
After getting down from the tree, they called Atsu and rushed to Fuyunji Temple. There were many people along the way. Obviously, they had heard the noise and ran there.
Lu Chen walked quickly as he looked around. He saw that there were familiar faces and unfamiliar faces, but most of them had grave expressions. It was as if they were deeply worried about the Floating Clouds Company, or if they didn't do so, they wouldn't be able to express their goodwill.
However, who would know what was really in other people's hearts?
Maybe some people were burning with anxiety, maybe some people were gloating, and maybe some people just wanted to look on coldly, not caring about the big or small disasters, and only seeing if there was a chance to gain benefits. There must be all kinds of such things.
For a moment, Lu Chen suddenly felt that it was a little funny. The Alliance of True Immortals commanded the world and was majestic. It looked extraordinary on the surface, but the people who were really in the core of the Alliance of True Immortals were probably already used to scheming against each other.
Not knowing if it was because Lu Chen had been silent, Old Ma was a little anxious. He approached him a little nervously. First, he looked around to make sure that no one was too close, and then he said in a very low voice that only Lu Chen could hear, "Could it be that … something happened to Lord Zhenxianmeng?"
Lu Chen's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his expression changed.
His sudden stop startled Old Ma and Atsu.
Old Ma saw that he didn't look good and quickly said, "I'm just guessing. Don't take it seriously. I'm just afraid that …"
Lu Chen shook his head slightly. After a moment of silence, he said, "I don't blame you." Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and then said calmly, "I can't think of anyone who can secretly plot against a person like the damn baldy. He should be fine."
Old Ma replied with a "hmm". It seemed that he had no objection to Lu Chen's words. His expression relaxed, and then he strode forward.
Lu Chen followed him, looking at Old Ma's back with a somewhat complicated expression.
When Old Ma suddenly asked him this question just now, to be honest, he had never thought that something might happen to Lord Tianlan when the alarm sounded. But at that moment, his heart suddenly beat faster in his chest.
Why was that?
Was he worried, or … was he expecting something?
His sober reason had always firmly controlled his body and will, so that he knew what was the right thing to do. But in his mind and in the depths of his heart, had he ever thought about that kind of secret freedom?
Had he really hoped that person would die?
Lu Chen looked at the hall that was getting closer and closer and gradually showing its outline, and suddenly quickened his pace.
…
As the most powerful hall in Zhenxianmeng, Fuyunji did not get its reputation by bragging. Its efficiency and strength were actually far better than other mountain forces. Therefore, when these people just arrived near the edge of Fuyunji's territory, they found that the situation here was not quite the same as in the Rain-savoring Tower.
The people of Fuyunji had completely controlled the surroundings. They were heavily guarded, and the atmosphere was somber. Everyone was blocked outside.
Those outsiders were blocked by the stern-looking and solemn guards of Fuyunji. Although they were dissatisfied, everyone could see that something serious must have happened in Fuyunji's territory at the moment. If there was a dispute, the arrogant soldiers of Fuyunji would not be polite and show mercy.
And those who belonged to Fuyunji were quickly recognized or reported their identities. Then, they were quickly summoned and distributed to various places in an orderly manner, further strengthening the defense around Fuyunji.
Therefore, this territory became more and more stable. In the dark, a large group of people were blocked outside, sticking their heads out and looking around in the silent and somber atmosphere. It was completely different from the situation in the Rain-savoring Tower.
Lu Chen and Old Ma rushed here. After they came forward and showed their identities, they were quickly let in.
With Lu Chen's identity, he was now one of the three core figures under Supreme Tianlan. His future was limitless. Therefore, everyone thought highly of him and naturally would not let him do the work of guarding.
Lu Chen led Old Ma and Atsu directly through the crowd. Under the guidance and whispers of the people next to him, they went to the place where the incident happened.
Old Ma followed him and heard a few words. His expression slowly changed into a complicated and shocked expression, and even the corners of his eyes were slightly twitching.
Lu Chen kept a sullen face and did not speak. He walked quickly through the main hall of Fuyunji, but did not go in the direction of the Kunlun Hall. Instead, he took a detour in another direction. The night there looked particularly deep and dark.
The wind blew from the front, carrying with it a faint smell of blood.
After walking for a while, they could vaguely see a house there. There were already many people surrounding it, and there were many familiar faces among them, including Xue Ying and the other top figures of the Floating Clouds Division. At this moment, they were all here.
Lu Chen walked over with large strides. Hearing his footsteps, Xue Ying turned her head and glanced in his direction. When she saw Lu Chen, her charming face was as cold as ice, but she didn't show any hostility towards him. She only nodded slightly, which could be considered a greeting.
Lu Chen walked to her side and was about to speak when they suddenly heard a beast-like howl from behind them. It sounded like a man's heart-wrenching cry. There was also a low sound, as if someone inside had lost control and hit the wall or knocked over something.
A few fires lit up in the dark house. A commotion came, and a few voices gathered together. It seemed like they had spent a lot of effort to suppress the person who had lost control.
Lu Chen and Xue Ying both looked over there. The wind blew past them, carrying with it a strong smell of blood. It was nauseating.
Lu Chen lowered his head slightly. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and asked, "Inside …"
Xue Ying's expression was solemn. She sighed softly and said in a low voice, "Very tragic."
Lu Chen did not speak. The woman in front of him had seen more of the world than him. If even she said the word "very tragic," there was a moment when Lu Chen did not even want to enter this house.
However, Xue Ying looked at him. For some reason, her gaze was somewhat deep. She said, "Shall we go in and take a look?"
Lu Chen frowned and looked at her. His heart sank slightly. After a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go in and take a look."
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