Wedge

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the roaring storm tore the trees on the ground. The shocking thunder followed the lightning that cut through the sky unscrupulously vented vitality. Peders on the street ran around cursingly to avoid the upcoming rainstorm.

On a 33-story high-rise building in the center of the city, there are two people standing on the rooftop, one in a black tuxedo and one in a white sportswear. The wind blows towards them, but they can't carry a wisp of hair strangely.

"Father, I don't understand why you want to make a multi-party agreement. This kind of thing is useless at a glance." The person in white sportswear is Hu Yang.

The person with a mustache and a black tuxedo is naturally the "Peerless Demon" Hu Qingyun. If other people who are equivalent to him dress like him, he must be an unruly and crazy representative, but Hu Qingyun is different. On the one hand, he also has the position of honorary chairman of the Western Dark Parliament. The more reason is that his strength is not the turn of anyone to talk to him!

Hu Yang's question, Hu Qingyun did not answer directly, but stretched out his hand leisurely and gently caught the raindrops that had begun to fall. With a thunderstorm, the pouring heavy rain began to wash the city.

Hu Qingyun only had a tear-like pure raindrop in his hand. When the other rain poured on him, it was like nothing here, but nothing, falling to the ground without hindrance.

Hu Yang's face was first surprised, then ecstatic, and he blurted out: "Father, have you broken through to the realm of nine turns?"

Hu Qingyun nodded and said, "Well, I finally broke through, but it's not necessarily a good thing to break through at this time..." Hu Yang asked puzzledly, "Why, isn't this your biggest pursuit all the time?"

"However, after breaking through to the ninth turn, I'm afraid that the big seal array laid by the heads of the thirteen clans of the Dark Council and the seven dark mages can no longer hide my skills." Hu Qingyun said faintly.

"What? So is it..." Hu Yang asked anxiously.

"Well, I'm afraid I'm going to get through the robbery soon, and after I break through the nine turns, those old guys should also feel it, and the restless people should have begun to move." Hu Qingyun said here, and a golden flame flashed faintly in his eyes.

Hu Yang said with an ugly face, "Father, do you mean that someone actually wants to make a test in this treasure-grabbing conference?"

"Yes, since they want to have a try, I might as well satisfy them. Now I have made this proposal to divide the scope and each fate. I'm afraid those guys are still struggling to guess whether I really compromise or have other plans!" Hu Qingyun hung a playful smile at the corners of his mouth.

When Hu Yang saw Hu Qingyun's frequent smile, he was completely relieved, because when Hu Qingyun had this unique smile before, someone would suffer, and those unlucky guys were usually people or demons who were hostile to Hu Qingyun...

Hu Qingyun reversed the hand of the raindrops, and the crystal raindrops fell from the tall building: "I used the magic elixir method to exchange the highest alchemy of their family's 'blue tears' from the witch leaders of the dark council. Its unique effect was originally to preserve the soul of the drug taker, but it can also be isolated. Although I'm not sure how long it will last, the delayed time is enough for me to surprise those guys!"

With Hu Qingyun's words, the raindrops fell on the ground and scattered into countless crystals...