Perhaps before today, no one would have thought that the Qin family would become like this.◇↓

At this point, the entire Qin Mansion seemed to have become Qin Yan's exclusive stage alone, showing her strength to the world.

Changlefang outside Luoyang City has even opened a new market quotation to bet on when Qin Yan can last.

But what is a bit surprising is that even at this time, Qin Yan's odds in the top spot did not increase at all.

This is also a very incredible thing.

Indeed, before the tribe competition began, there were very few people who could know that Qin Yan had been promoted to the spiritual general realm, so people were also curious whether the people from Changlefang had known this news long ago, so they dared to open a gambling deal about the leader.

But in fact, when the news of Qin Yan's victory in the first battle was returned, all the accountants in Changlefang couldn't help but feel glad that they had a life of surviving the disaster, and felt that the shopkeeper had a unique vision.

Although spiritual practitioners cannot defeat martial artists in the same realm, this at least allows them to see a glimmer of hope that represents a miracle.

But soon, news came that Qin Yan was targeted by other young talents who participated in the clan competition, which once again caused these accountants to fall from heaven to hell.

In less than half a stick of incense, he experienced such ups and downs, which made the two accountants with slightly worse psychological qualities faint on the spot.

Mo Yuan seemed particularly calm about this, or in other words, from the beginning, his true confidence did not come from Qin Yan himself.

At this time, he was lying on the chair, savoring the best bamboo leaf green. It seemed calm and gentle, but in fact, it could be seen from his tight eyebrows that the boss of Changlefang at this time was trying hard to hide his anxiety.

A moment later, a servant rushed in from outside the door in a hurry and said to Mo Yuan: "Young Master! There is a letter in Luoyang. Someone saw Mr. Xia rushing to the Qin family from White Horse Temple!"

Hearing this, Mo Yuan immediately turned over and stood up from the chair, suddenly smashed the wine glass in his hand on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Check again! Be sure to make sure the news is correct!"

"yes!"

...

At the same time, less than 200 miles east of Yuehua Street, there was a seemingly deep and terrifying house. Anyone in Luoyang City, whether a high-ranking official or an ordinary person, would walk around when passing by, as if he would feel unlucky if he looked at the mansion more.

There are also many rumors that the yamen in it have been eating human flesh since childhood and drinking human blood. They are covered with various air-dried corpses. Even the dye used to brush walls is diluted with the blood of living people.

On the stone tablet next to the main entrance, there is a written inscription by Emperor Gaozong of Jin: All major events in the world cannot be judged!

Of course, it can only be the most terrifying authority today, the Judgment Department.

But no one would have thought that in the most luxurious room in the Judgment Office, it did not appear dark and deep at all, nor was it as gloomy as rumored by the world. Instead, it was brightly lit and bright and atmospheric all year round.

A huge lotus above the dome radiates a burning golden light, as if there is a Buddha's light falling from the sky to save all living beings.

On the white jade pedestal under the lotus, a slender man closed his eyes and sat cross-legged with supreme compassion on his face, as if he was lamenting the suffering of the people.

In front of him, two people stood, one man and one woman, one tall and one short, one old and one young.

People often say that in the world of practice, you must not underestimate three types of people.

Elderly, women, and children.

But today, the three giants under the head of the Judgment Department responded to these three types of people.

Huaian, who was poisoned by Cheng Liran, was no different from a boy of seven or eight years old from the outside.

In addition, Han Ru, the master of the palm and sword, looked like he was in his twilight years. He looked older than Qin Xiaohua. His turbid eyes had a strong sense of vicissitudes, as if he had seen the dust of thousands of years in this world.

The Palm Jue Envoy, Shangguan Xueqing, is a famous beauty in the world. She was once known as one of the most perfect women in the Dajin Dynasty in 500 years. She is ranked among the three immortal concubines of the Jin Kingdom along with Nan Yuanyao of the Baihua Sect and Mu Sisi of the Tianxingyuan.

It’s a pity that Shangguan Xueqing was born in the Judgment Office, so in the eyes of the world, it is inevitable that she will feel a little regretful, and many people even destroy her as a femme fatale.

In this world, there are probably only three people who can treat Han Ru and Shangguan Xueqing so respectfully.

His Majesty the current emperor, the president of the Chunqiu Academy, and the head of the Judgment Office who was closing his eyes to practice at this time, Qin Nian.

After a quarter of an hour, Qin Nian finally spoke slowly, "Did you catch that Kui Mu?"

Shangguan Xueqing shook her head like frost: "Not yet, but according to what Cao Jing said, we did find some residual venom on the scene. It has been confirmed that it should be from the Beiming Han Scorpion."

After the words came, Han Ru, who was standing by, couldn't help but speak: "Master, in my opinion, Cao Jing did not lie. With his loyalty to the Judgment Office, he could not find a reason to deceive us. So, do you see, did you release him from the black prison and make meritorious service?"

Qin Nian's face had a sense of awesome compassion, but what he said made people feel heartbroken.

"Since he has said everything he knows, then kill him."

Upon hearing this, Han Ru did not dare to argue at all, but bowed his back deeper with fear and fear, and replied: "Yes."

The venue suddenly became silent. After a while, Qin Nian slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of kindness seemed to flash in his pupils. He asked Shangguan Xueqing: "What's going on over the Qin family?"

Shangguan Xueqing nodded slightly and said, "Sir, the matter seems to be a bit different from our initial expectations. This time, it was not Qin Ran who was the most popular among the clans, but Qin Yan, the eldest daughter of the Qin family who returned to Beijing after five years."

"Oh? Something is interesting." Qin Nian smiled and signaled Shangguan Xueqing to continue.

"This matter is indeed a bit strange. Since the beginning of the tribe competition, twelve people have challenged Qin Yan one after another. Obviously, they want to waste the eldest daughter of the Qin family on the competition stage, but Qin Yan should not be underestimated. Although it is only the cultivation level of the spiritual general's first realm, she has never lost so far. In addition to the first battle, she has now won thirteen consecutive victories!"

"Well..." Qin Nian nodded and asked, "What do you think about this?"

Shangguan Xueqing smiled coldly: "There are rumors outside now that Qin Yan wants to copy her father's feat of fighting against the crowd decades ago and win the championship with an undisputed 19 consecutive victories, but in the eyes of his subordinates, all this is probably a conspiracy."

"What conspiracy?"

"Just build momentum for Qin Ran..."

Upon hearing this, Han Ru, who was standing by, couldn't help but smile and said, "Even so, this eldest lady Qin Yan can at least become famous in one battle. To gain an unimaginable reputation in the Qin family, it can be regarded as mutual benefit."

In response to this, Shangguan Xueqing just said coldly: "Things like reputation must be useful only if they are alive. If so, what if she accidentally died on the spot in the end?"
Chapter completed!