After calling Qiulin and his party, Lu Yiming met the man who seemed to have a bad mind in the alchemy hall downstairs. At this moment, he was hanging upside down in the hall, with a thick rope wrapped around his calf, and there were a bunch of people underneath.

The alchemist passing by pointed at him.

This man looked to be about forty years old. He wore black-rimmed glasses and had a dull expression. He obviously hadn't figured out what was going on.

Who am I, where am I, what happened to me?

The three major questions in life are full of philosophical atmosphere.

"Why was this man hung?"

"I heard they are here to cause trouble, but I don't know where the courage comes from."

"Haha, you deserve it. The Alchemy Tower is not a place for gangsters to run wild."

"Yes, this is the alchemist's holy land bathed in the glory of the Grand Master!"

The middle-aged man was furious with everyone's accusations, but he did not dare to say anything harsh.

The glory of the Grand Master? The Holy Land of Alchemists? What a mess!

The mixed memories of this world gave him a headache.

He knew that he was not a resident of this world, and that he in those blurred pictures was most likely the original him, but he couldn't wake up no matter what.

In this world, he has his own identity, as a minor nobleman, but what's the use?

Why is he immersed in a dream and unable to extricate himself?

Doubting himself, he wandered the streets for a day and a night.

Therefore, he, who was already feeling strange about this world, immediately chose to come to the door after receiving a flyer calling the arbiters "shabis".

Arbiter of Shabi...Isn't this my true profession?

Why are these people scolding me?

With this idea in mind, he came over angrily, and was captured by a group of people in minutes.

It's strange, why does he have almost no usable power here?

"I remember your name is Bai Hao, right?"

Qiulin smiled gently and walked to the platform on the second floor with a scent of fragrance. She smiled and asked:

"Why are you so miserable?

"You are...Qiu..."

The middle-aged man saw the person coming from the second floor. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he obviously remembered who this person was. All the strange things started after she released her ability.

Words full of resentment came out of his mouth word by word:

"Qiulin, you bastard woman, what have you done to me? Put me down quickly! Otherwise I will definitely send you to the arbitration court, you lawless woman! All the people in your branch will be sent to jail!

"

Qiulin looked indifferent and turned around and asked: "Lu Yiming, let me test you. Do you know how long a person can live hanging?"

"How do I know... at least 12 hours? I've seen people stuck headfirst in a cave for several days and survived."

Lu Yiming thought for a while and suggested: "How about we give it a try?"

Qiulin smiled and said: "What a great idea. Let this great warrior make some contribution to the development of science."

Middle-aged man: "?"

He could tell that after seeing him, these people not only had no intention of letting him down, but also wanted to keep hanging him here!

"Qiulin, you know who I am, how dare you do this!"

Qiu Lin said nonchalantly: "You are just a great arbitrator of the Arbitration Court."

"It's just..." the middle-aged man smiled, "What about you, a little deputy director of the branch, how can you look down on me!"

"Grand Arbitrator... Haha, if you have reached this position based on your own strength, I will respect you."

Qiu Lin smiled contemptuously, "But as far as I know, you spent a lot of money on the operation of favors? That money could be used to donate to hundreds of hope primary schools. This kind of position is not given to those who are truly worthy.

A capable person, giving you a guy like you who is full of copper odor is simply an insult to those dead heroes."

The middle-aged man was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

But he couldn't refute Qiulin's words.

Qiu Lin said disdainfully: "Lu Yiming, ignore him. Let him hang out for some time while we deal with other things."

Lu Yiming nodded, "Okay"

Listen to what the nun sister says, you are right.

"Fuck!...You're leaving now? Don't you tell me anything?"

The middle-aged man looked at the backs of those people leaving, with veins popping out on his forehead.

"Wait a minute, don't leave. Do you really want to hang me here forever? I'm going to have cerebral congestion!"

"See you tonight. Don't worry. This world has a very high time difference. In reality, you should still be lying on the ground."

"Made, you damn bastards! You should all go to the arbitration court!"

After walking far away, Lu Yiming asked in confusion:

"Sister Sister, is this okay? He is not the helper you asked for?"

"So to kill their spirit and make them able to communicate, some things must be told to them, such as what that guy Lu Zikang did."

Qiu Lin smiled and said: "Don't worry, although these people have been corrupted by money, they can still see clearly when it comes to right and wrong."

The people in the Arbitration Court may be greedy and corrupt, but they will never betray the Xia Kingdom and join the demon clan.

This is a 'creed' that has been engraved deep in their souls since they entered this organization. Anyone who violates it will be punished.

The fire of contract in the soul burns until death.

That was a more ferocious look than the Haechi look on the envelope.

"What should we do next?" Qiulin asked.

"The alchemists in the city are now searching for people on the soil cricket side. I can't sit still. Those troops are coming soon. I'll go and have a look later. Maybe I can gather usable strength." Lu Yiming said.

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"Are you quite anxious now?"

Qiulin looked at Lu Yiming, "Did something go wrong?"

Lu Yiming smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, but we chess players are all the same."

The flow rate of time in the chessboard space quietly increased by 1, and the time difference between the two worlds became even greater.

The current time flow rate difference is [1:11].

You must seize the time.

Before cutting off the perspective, Lu Yiming must use the characters in this world to arrange everything.

Or simply decide the winner before the perspective is cut off.

Lu Yiming felt that Mr. Yang would not wait until that time to fight him decisively. Once the mole had accumulated strength, he would launch the most violent offensive against him.

What's more annoying now is that he is in the open, Mr. Yang is hiding in the dark, and the light array in the sky is also a bomb that will explode at some point.

"Lili, let's go see the leaders of the army."

The little fox raised his head and asked expectantly: "Is Lili going to ascend the throne?"

Lu Yiming rubbed the girl's hair,

"Do you really want to be king?"

The little fox said seriously:

"Yeah, then Lili can justifiably order the young master to be married back to the palace."

This vixen hasn't given up on the idea of ​​taking him as her queen...

The scripts of King Zhou and Daji were reversed.

"Why do I think it's better to forget it?"

"No, Lili has to do it!"

Lu Yiming sighed.

Just take it one step at a time. He doesn't want to spend time on these things now. If the world is going to be destroyed sooner or later, then everything he does in this world will be meaningless.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Yiming was at the gate of the royal city and saw at least tens of thousands of troops heading towards the outer wall of the royal city.

Everyone was equipped with neat standard weapons, and their bodies were filled with murderous aura.

Lu Yiming frowned and said: "These people come with bad intentions... Are you sure they are here to welcome the new king?"

Chen Feng also felt a little strange.

The guards of the Silver Guards clearly informed the army that they were only loyal to the royal family.
To be continued...