One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Wang Ai and Lü Ci, the two main characters of today, finally made their dazzling appearance under a spotlight.

The two were riding high today, enjoying all the sights of Beijing in a single day.

Wang Ai leaned on a dragon-headed cane, while Lü Ci stood with his hands behind his back.

The two elderly people walked with a powerful stride, exuding the aura of "saviors of the supernatural world."

Stepping onto the stage, Wang Ai cleared her throat, faced the microphone, and adopted a pained expression.

"Fellow practitioners! Fellow friends in the martial world!"

Wang Ai's voice echoed through the hall via the speakers, righteous and resounding:

"Today, we gather here for no other reason than this!"

"To bring this heretical heretic, Ma Xianhong, who dares to undermine the foundation of the supernatural world and overturn the population red line!"

A sparse round of applause rang out from the audience in perfect unison.

Lü Ci immediately picked up the conversation, his old face, scarred by a knife, filled with the resolute determination to sacrifice family for the greater good:

"Indeed! This boy, relying on some strange and ingenious skills, has become arrogant and ignorant! He has created such an outrageous cultivation furnace!"

"If we hadn't discovered it in time, the world would have been in chaos!"

"To nip this in the bud, and to restore a bright and just world! Today, my Lü family and the Wang family, as representatives of the Ten Elders, must keep a close watch on this scoundrel!"

These two old men, chatting and joking on stage, are truly a golden duo in the world of crosstalk.

They thoroughly criticized Ma Xianhong, while also praising their own two families to the skies.

But who among those present could not see it?

Those in the audience nodded in agreement on the surface, but in their hearts they had already cursed those two old foxes eight hundred times over.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You just want their Divine Refinement Technique!"

"That's such an unseemly way of eating! The drool is practically dripping onto the microphone!"

On the stage.

The lengthy "charges" were finally finished.

Lu Ci rubbed his hands together, finally unable to suppress the restless greed in his heart.

He turned his head and looked at Ma Xianhong, who was tied up tightly, his eyes gleaming with lust, like an old lecher who had seen a stunning beauty.

"Everyone!"

Lu Ci addressed the audience loudly, offering a grand and plausible excuse:

"Although we have taken control of Ma Xianhong's physical body, the cultivation furnace has also been destroyed."

"But! This kind of dangerous person is extremely cunning! Who knows if he has hidden those evil blueprints and technologies in his subconscious?!"

"To ensure everything goes perfectly, to ensure he has no accomplices!"

"I have made my decision! Now, immediately, in front of the entire world!"

"Using the Soul-Clearing Technique of my Lü family, we will intervene in his brain and search for evidence! We will not overlook any potential danger!"

That's an incredibly selfless statement.

"Searching for evidence"?

I bother!

Who doesn't know that the Soul-Enlightening Technique can extract memories?

This is clearly an attempt to get the Divine Hundred Refinements cultivation method for free in public!

Wang Ai stroked his beard and nodded with a smile: "Brother Lü is right. Better safe than sorry. Let's search quickly!"

"Lü Gong! Come up here!"

Lu Ci waved to the audience with a strong voice.

A young man wearing glasses and with a somewhat sinister look strode up to the platform and bowed respectfully to Lü Ci: "Great-Grandfather!"

"go with!"

Lu Ci pointed at Ma Xianhong, deliberately lowering his voice slightly.

"Pull out the filth from this demon's brain, bit by bit! Don't miss any 'details'!"

He emphasized the word "details" very heavily.

"Yes! Great-Grandpa!"

Lu Gong, his face beaming with excitement, rubbed his hands together as he walked toward Ma Xianhong.

He raised his hands, and two balls of dark blue energy began to flicker impatiently in his palms.

……

At this time.

Sitting in the first row, Qu Tong maintained a dignified and elegant demeanor as she watched the "judgment" on the stage.

There was even a hint of relief on his face at the punishment of evil.

But deep within those gentle eyes...

But a hint of contempt, even disdain, sneered flashed across his face.

"You two old codgers, half-buried in the ground, dare to lay your hands on my things?"

Qu Tong sneered inwardly.

Her gaze subtly swept over the huge private room on the second floor.

"Zhang Tianyi... you are indeed very strong. So strong that I dare not confront you head-on."

"But do you think that just because I set up a stage and put people here, I can't do anything about it?"

"So what if you're strong? You're just a simpleton with big arms. Things in this world can't be solved with fists alone."

Qu Tong adjusted her posture.

Place your hands naturally on your knees.

Hidden beneath her large silk shawl, a faint blue light had silently appeared at her fingertips, unnoticed even by Zhao Fangxu.

"You can sing this monkey show yourselves here at your own pace."

Qu Tong revealed a confident smile.

She had prepared a backup plan a long time ago.

Not only does Ma Xianhong have her spiritual imprint in her body, but she also implanted an extremely hidden miniature spatial artifact in advance!

This magical artifact is similar to the Devouring Pouch, but its functions are more powerful.

As long as she uses her dual-wielding Qi as a key, she can remotely activate the mark within a certain distance.

Ma Xianhong would be instantly sucked into the spatial artifact and then teleported to the secret base she had prepared long ago!

What is this called?

This is called snatching food from a tiger's mouth! Without anyone noticing!

By the time you bunch of idiots realize it, they'll already be miles away!

"Go."

Qu Tong's fingertips twitched slightly.

A blue Qi line, almost invisible to the naked eye, slid down her fingertip.

Silently, avoiding everyone's sight.

It stretched rapidly along the ground, heading towards Ma Xianhong's brain on the high platform...

Chapter 135 Shocking Change! A Nuclear Bomb to Kill a Mosquito? The World's Heroes Are Completely Stunned!

Just as Lü Gong was rubbing his hands together, grinning maliciously, preparing to press his hand down on Ma Xianhong's forehead...

"kill!!!"

"Die! Die, all of you!!!"

Something unexpected happened in the back row of the audience!

A dozen or so strange people who had been sitting quietly suddenly turned bloodshot and sprang up like mad beasts!

They frantically activated the Qi within their bodies.

Without thinking twice, he grabbed a chair and started smashing and biting people in sight!

"Ah! What are you doing?!"

"Some members of the Quanxing sect have infiltrated! Where's security?! Stop them!"

"Holy crap! Help! He's trying to bite my dick!!"

The once solemn and quiet stadium instantly erupted into chaos.

The crowd screamed and scattered like frightened sheep, creating chaos.

Wang Ai and Lü Ci, who were on the high platform, were also drawn to the sudden commotion.

"How dare you cause trouble on my turf?!"

Wang Ai was furious and raised his cane to order the suppression.

In those brief seconds or two when everyone's attention was drawn to the riot,

Qu Tong's smile widened.

"A bunch of idiots."

She sneered inwardly.

It's now!

The blue Qi line precisely climbed up to Ma Xianhong's ankle.