Is There Something Wrong with You, Lord?

  Chapter 397 This kind of big event will naturally have to be carried by you young people

   "Senior brother, we actually came in?" A somewhat unbelievable voice came over.

"The Martial Alliance paid a huge price to let us in. We must find the corpse of the supreme martial artist as soon as possible. As long as we can find out the mystery, we can definitely make the Senate pay the price." A voice said with hatred.

   "But can we really win? The Umbrella Company"

   "Don't mention those bastards. When we break through the Federation and restore the prosperity of martial arts, we must absolutely abolish these so-called technologies. Technology is nothing but foreign objects."

   Now, all the hope of the entire martial arts alliance lies in the corpse of this supreme martial artist. There must be no mistakes. Whether it is true or false, at least it must be obtained first.

When the junior brother heard the senior brother's words, he couldn't help but be silent. As a martial artist, although he did not participate in that battle when he was a child, he also saw it when the secret martial arts station was breached. That kind of powerful weapons is not martial arts at all. The family can resist.

   It takes decades or even a hundred years to cultivate a true martial artist, but a grenade can destroy everything in an instant. More importantly, the production of this grenade only takes a few minutes.

   From the beginning, they didn't have any winning percentage.

   Those weapons and equipment are indeed foreign objects to the martial artists. Even today, the martial artists are disdainful, but their disdain does not mean that the weapons will not cause harm to them.

   Therefore, these diehards are like mice in the gutter, guarding their former glory, and even thinking of restoring their former glory one day.

   But the younger brother didn't say anything. He was also one of them, and he enjoyed the resources. Outsiders can say that they can be scolded, but he can't. These martial artists who are sheltered by the Wumeng can't do this.

   The two walked in the treasury of the senate without even turning on the lights. As a rejection of technology, they stubbornly believed that if the lights were not turned on, they would not be detected.

  But they didn't know there was something called an infrared camera, which could see things even in the dark.

   The old folks are so isolated they don’t even understand TV, let alone higher technology.

   So naturally, he didn't realize that he and others had already been discovered by the Senate.

   What does it mean to only arrest two people, and directly destroy the remnants of the Wumeng League, and the worries will be gone.

   "According to the information, it should be here." Seeing this, Senior Brother breathed a sigh of relief, at least the information was correct.

   Soon, according to the detailed information that they did not know where to get it, the two worked together to open the warehouse.

The moment the    opened, the two of them couldn't help but look stiff, and they couldn't breathe at all because of the terrifying aura coming from their faces.

"Hey~ As expected of a Supreme Martial Daoist, this aura is too terrifying, no wonder the Senate wants to keep it in the deepest place. If we get the inheritance of this senior, I am afraid the situation will be completely reversed." Senior Brother He couldn't help but take a breath and said.

"This senior has been dead for thirteen years, but the corpse still exudes such a terrifying will of martial arts. No wonder he was called invincible just how strong he was before his death." The younger brother also looked shocked, he thought It's just that the Wumeng League exaggerated, but after seeing it, I realized that it was not exaggerated at all, but that he underestimated it.

   With this kind of terrifying coercion, not to mention taking the corpse away, they can't even get close.

   Now the two of them are just facing each other, and they can't move, and they even speak with a vibrato.

   "Senior brother, what should we do now." The junior brother said bitterly, now that they have indeed seen their goal, but they can't take it away, which is helpless.

   And with this kind of power, let alone them, even the elders of the True Martial Duan in the Wumeng League couldn't get close, so this kind of thing couldn't be done at all.

   Besides, even if you get it, there is no way to store it with the current terrain of the Wumeng League. Maybe the entire Wumeng League will be crushed by this terrifying power.

You must know that the body of this supreme martial artist is placed there, but the surrounding coercion is about to solidify. They suspect that even if steel is put in, it will have to be crushed into powder. Steel, but they are not.

"I can only think of another way." The senior brother said unwillingly, otherwise what else could be done, if they died, they could exchange the corpse of the supreme martial artist and return to the Wumeng, without any hesitation. done.

   But the problem is that they can't. If they die, they will die in vain. The key point is to pass the news back to the Wumeng.

   "Leave here first, so as not to be discovered by this group of imperial eagle dogs." After the senior brother finished speaking, he led the junior brother out of the warehouse, and the suffocating power was also relieved a lot.

   "Senior brother. I just saw the body move." Suddenly, the junior brother said.

   "What? You can't be dazzled, this senior has been dead for thirteen years, how could he move." When the senior brother heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised.

   "No, it's definitely not that I'm dazzled, I must have moved a bit just now." As a Martial Daoist, junior brother, unless he meets someone of the same level or far beyond his strength, it is unlikely that such a thing will happen.

   Miburi has a tradition of training eyesight. If eyesight is not enough, how to resist the enemy's attack and how to find the enemy's weakness.

Senior Brother   's expression became solemn, and then he said decisively: "I also asked the seniors to come out. Now that the martial arts has declined, how can I be reconciled when the mountains and rivers are occupied by a group of ordinary people?"

   "Ah this. I don't care." A slightly hoarse voice came out.

   After hearing these two people, their expressions became very exciting. The senior brother himself just wanted to try it. Who would have guessed that it was actually alive, which made everything develop strangely.

   "Senior, you are a martial artist, now."

"Actually, you think I'm a martial artist, but in fact I'm not a martial artist at all. Besides, my body changed hands several times back then, but the martial artists didn't think of me as a senior. I really should have let me be a senior. It's safe to go into the ground." Qin Muye slowly got up and moved his body.

   This move not only frightened the two martial artists, but also the senate who thought that the mantis catching the cicada oriole was also frightened, such an old monster was actually alive.

  For Qin Muye, whether it is a mysticist, a martial artist, or a federation, it is not a good thing. He said respectfully, but if he really wanted to be respectful, he would bury him in the ground instead of tossing him.

   As long as there are people who still have the power to help him bury him in the ground, Qin Muye can definitely save their lives, but unfortunately, there is not a single one.

   After all, for them, this is the corpse of a supreme martial artist, and it can be called a treasure. It is a waste to bury it.

Qin Muye's words, the two of them were speechless, but the senior brother also bit the bullet and said: "Senior, now that Miwu is in danger of death, I hope that senior will put down their grievances and join hands to fight against the Federation, so as to save the sky. Walk the road and help the common people.”

   A series of righteousness was directly suppressed, and the moral kidnapping was quite skillful.

  Unfortunately, he was facing Qin Muye. The premise of moral kidnapping was morality. Qin Muye also had it, but he was just a little more flexible.

"Young man, don't persuade others to be kind without their hardships. An old guy like me can't bear to save the common people and maintain justice. Only young talents like you can do it." Qin Muye gave it back. He poured a mouthful of poisonous chicken soup.

   "Okay, I still have something to do, so I won't delay your grand cause, let's go first."

   Before the other party could speak again, Qin Muye's figure had completely disappeared.

   Then, the lights continued to sound, and a large number of hurried but uniform footsteps came from far and near.

   Seeing such a situation, the two of them couldn't care less about Qin Muye, because they knew they were exposed and had to think about it for themselves, otherwise, death would be the easiest way to end.

The Federation is definitely going to capture them alive, not only for the Martial Alliance, but also for the Supreme Martial Daoist who suddenly came to life. After all, this has never happened in the past 13 years. They had an accident as soon as they arrived. The Federation will definitely suspect that they deliberately came to resurrect this supreme martial artist.

   Even if not, torture and torture are inevitable. After all, they are Martial Daoists and an organization opposed to the Federation.

   (end of this chapter)