God-level Stealing System

"Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Above the Huaying Bridge, a female warrior of Ziling Pavilion walked slowly, holding a clapper drum, beating and inspecting.

After dark, the Ziling Pavilion will activate the hourglass or water leakage, and the light will leak for an hour. When the leakage is over, the Ziling Pavilion will send people out to patrol the circle, hit clappers or gongs, and notify the pavilion disciples of the current time.

The drum beats one after another, and it spreads in the night, faintly. At this moment, it seems that it is the second shift.

It is completely different from the elegant scenery of Qinglian Pavilion where the moon is in the sky and the stars are splendid. At this moment, the purple Ling Pavilion is shrouded in dense fog.

If it is in the daytime, the glow of the sun shines and the purple clouds are misty, the corridors and halls of the Ziling Pavilion are like dragon bones and fish scales, like a fairy palace.

But now, the night is like ink, the dark clouds are stained with soap, and the dense fog is all around, and the towering buildings are like ghosts.

In the cabinet of the Ziling Pavilion, a purple awn suddenly lit up, and at first glance, it was like a wisp of fire, adding a sense of ghastiness.

The cabinet furnishings are quite luxurious. One screen is embroidered with a fierce and vigorous purple female leopard. On the walls are various weapons and instruments of torture, which look like exquisite ornaments, revealing a subtle atmosphere of gold.

In the middle of the cabinet, on a lamp stand carved with deep purple patterns and conforming to the ancient shape, a line of lavender lights swayed, reflecting two figures in the house.

"How is it going?"

In the void, a magical voice suddenly sounded like a voice from the nether hell. The low-pitched voice, combined with this scene, revealed an indescribable sense of horror.

"Return to Your Royal Highness Princess, except for the late Zhou Lu'er, all the Wuge Zhenchuan disciples who participated in the spiritual bath baptism ceremony were all killed."

The sound was a capable figure in a gray-sleeved soap robe. She folded her fists and stood in front of the lamp stand. Under the dim purple light, a pair of ethereal eyes glowed with a cold night like a charm. It is Yan Ziling.

Amidst the flickering lights, a woman in palace costume standing silently behind Yan Ziling stood up, reflecting a white, flawless but cold and stubborn face, Dongfang Xiaoyu:

"Elder Wuge is still kept in the dark and knows nothing. They really thought that those female disciples were murdered by the Monster Race, and each threatened to capture the Monster Race, and the corpses would be crushed by thousands of swords. Fang Jie's hatred!"

"What a bunch of idiots."

There is a saying called ‘black under the lamp’, and at this moment, under the lamp stand, in a void that is darker than the purple light, a black figure is faintly shaking.

In the purple lamplight, there is a pair of pupils that are darker and darker than the night, flashing a ray of ink and light, which looks quite strange:

"However, their performance like this is in the arms of the deity! By the way, those thirty-two non-Ziweixuan disciples..."

Before the low-pitched voice floating in the air finished asking, Dongfang Xiaoyu was already aware. She gently stretched out her palm like a petal, and then a thin book was condensed in her palm:

"There are a total of thirty-two people on the roster. Twenty-nine of them have been resolved, and only three missing fish..."

There was no emotional fluctuation in Dongfang Xiaoyu's eyes, and her cold voice slowly came out, and the thin paper was rustling, three ray of light flowed out from it, one blue, one red and one white, and then condensed into three different shades of flowers in the space.

A red blood lotus, a jade soul jasmine, a **** violet.

With Dongfang Xiaoyu closed the roster.

Swift! Swift! Swift!

In an instant, the three-color flower shadows suspended in the air shattered into countless light spots, glowing like fireflies in the dim cabinet, gradually condensing three distinct names:

Oriental jade!

Qiu Wushuang!

Shen Xiaoqi!

Seeing this, Yan Ziling raised her eyebrows that were drawn as sharp as a sword, her lips opened slightly, and she couldn't help but interject:

"It's strange to say that the two daughters of Dongfang Yu and Qiu Wushuang have been controlled by my orders, but Shen Xiaoqi has disappeared since he came out of Jingxin Lake, as if the world has evaporated."

Speaking of this, the gray-sleeved and black robe, with a tall bun, looked like a female elder of a Taoist aunt, her complexion suddenly became solemn, and her voice became even colder:

"I doubt...she might know something."

Boom!

——Boom!

At this moment, one slow and two fast, rhythmic drumming sounded. It's three watch days.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the drum got closer, and it was clearly audible, as if the drummer had reached the door of the Ziling Pavilion.

One slow and two fast drums are mixed with one long and two short knocks. This is a secret signal made by Yan Ziling and his henchmen. The long and slow knocks mean that they are one’s own person. Two quick knocks, then It is a urge to open the door, and there are important things to report.

Yan Zi Ling's eyebrows condensed, and her tone revealed a little impatience:

"It's so late, what matters?"

But she didn't think much about it. When she raised her hand, the door creaked and opened automatically.

A sturdy female warrior of the Purple Spirit Pavilion with a bang drum stepped into the door lightly, then looked around to make sure that there was no one in the corridor, and then carefully closed the door. She placed the bang drum beside the door and came quickly. In front of Yan Ziling and others.

The female warrior first glanced inside the house, only to see Yan Ziling and Dongfang Xiaoyu two daughters.

Under the shining purple light, there was no shadow of the third person.

But she was just outside the door, and she clearly heard Yan Ziling and Dongfang Xiaoyu talking to people, and her attitude was very respectful.

In fact, it’s not the first time that she has encountered this kind of abnormal situation. In recent days, Yan Ziling and Dongfang Xiaoyu have walked very close, and the two are often together as if they were plotting something. It was clear that there were only two of them in the house. , But it sounds like a third person exists from the dialogue.

As Yan Ziling's confidant disciple, even this female warrior still doesn't know how sacred this third person is?

It was only vaguely aware that this third person had a very big background and a very deep background, and Yan Ziling and Dongfang Xiaoyu were both at her disposal!

"Jin Lan, looking for a teacher in the middle of the night, but what are the important things to report?"

Seeing the female warrior stunned, Yan Ziling asked in a deep voice, the female warrior had just recovered and hurriedly approached Yan Ziling's ear and whispered to her for a while.

After Yan Ziling heard what the female warrior said, a gloomy color gradually appeared between her eyebrows, and then she waved her hand:

"Okay, I see, go out!"

The female warrior responded, picked up the bang drum, and shortly after taking the door to go out, the drum rang outside the door again, drifting away.

Yan Ziling immediately turned to face the black figure hiding in the void, clasped his fist and said:

"His Royal Highness, according to reports from his subordinates, Shen Xiaoqi had appeared near Qinglian Pavilion and Hongkui Pavilion. She did not leave Ziwei Xuan when she wanted to come. She stayed at Ziwei Xuan. I am afraid that she really noticed something! Why didn't we make plans earlier, She caught it?"

"No need, I had a face-to-face with this Shen Xiaoqi, I dare to conclude that she is a monster."

Dongfang Xiaoyu said coldly.

When she said this, both Yan Ziling and the black figure were slightly startled.

"In the beginning, we killed these female disciples to blame the demon race? Now, with a ready-made demon girl like Shen Xiaoqi here, we might as well put the blame on all the charges of killing 50 female disciples. On her head!"

Dongfang Xiaoyu continued:

"In this way, it will be able to get rid of her righteously to eliminate future troubles, and it will also arouse people's hatred of the monster race, and further develop our plan! It can be described as killing two birds with one stone..."

Dongfang Xiaoyu's green palace dress was drenched in the faint purple light, like a blue sword stained with purple beast blood. At this time, her voice was also as cold as ice, cold as winter water, in purple Swirling away in the Ling Pavilion cabinet.

"A plan is a good plan, but..."

Yan Zi Ling's eyes condensed, looking at Dongfang Xiaoyu, she couldn't help asking:

"Why can you conclude that Shen Xiaoqi is a monster?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu had known this question a long time ago, but she didn't say a word, and between her palms, she took out a blood lotus that was red as blood and lifelike.