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Chapter 70 The Assembly of the Gods, Chosen by the Gods!! (Third update!)

"Fine, I admit I was wrong."

Fang Qingyu reluctantly poured Qi Hao a glass of wine.

"Sigh, I guess I'll just have to accept it."

Qi Hao took the drink and downed it in one gulp, his eyes filled with melancholy.

Special training class.

A goal that is out of reach.

As a result, his brother got in easily, and such a big change happened in just a few days.

These must be true brothers.

They're already thinking about how to stab them in the back.

After explanation.

Qi Hao also talked about what happened with that person.

The young man's name was Yuan Jie, and he was Yuan Ze's older brother.

Fang Qingyu shredded Yuan Ze last time.

It's not surprising that someone would come looking for revenge if they happened to run into the other person's older brother here.

only.
He didn't expect that Fang Qingyu would not only get into the special training class, but also defeat Tong Ran to win the individual ranking battle today.

It seems the Bureau of Sanctions has kept this information quite well under wraps.

Before the two could even exchange a few words...

Lin Wanqing and He Manhe walked back.

"Who is this?"

Lin Wanqing looked at Qi Hao curiously.

"Hehe, I saw this young man with you guys and I wanted to ask him for your WeChat, but he wouldn't give it to me."

Fang Qingyu gave him just one look, and Qi Hao started drawing tigers in a mess.

"Sorry, we don't add strangers."

Lin Wanqing politely declined.

"It's okay, I understand."

Qi Hao smiled, turned around and left as if he didn't know him.

Fang Qingyu then continued to remain silent.

Let the two women talk.

However, He Manhe seemed thirsty and took a sip of wine.

Suddenly, she smiled and extended her hand to Fang Qingyu.

"Mr. Fang, would you mind dancing with me?"

"I can't dance, sorry."

Faced with the unexpected invitation.

It is not yet confirmed whether this person is actually a wolf.

Fang Qingyu naturally refused.

That's a real shame.

He Manhe looked regretful, and then chatted with Lin Wanqing about gossip.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyu turned back around.

Look around.

"Damn it!" The fat guy next to me suddenly slammed his fist on the table, holding his phone up high. "Can't we even get a 5G signal in this crappy place?"

And soon, others also discovered the problem.

"Hey, me too! What's going on? Not a single bar of signal!?"

"Waiter, get the hell over here right now!!"

There was a slight commotion in the room for a moment.

If someone has no signal, it can mean there's something wrong with their phone.

No one has a signal.

That means there's a big problem here!
Fang Qingyu also glanced at his phone.

Sure enough, just like everyone else.

Some people couldn't resist heading towards the banquet hall exit.

The first person to rush to the gate was a woman in a silver sequined dress.

Looking at the door that the two waiters couldn't open no matter what they tried.

The crisp sound of ten-centimeter stilettos striking the marble floor came to an abrupt end.

"The door is locked!"

Her scream was like a pair of scissors, tearing apart the facade of calm.

"Can't get out?"

Faced with a completely unknown and uncontrollable situation, people's voices began to sound somewhat panicked.

But the changes are not over yet.

First, the Baroque crystal chandelier in the center of the ceiling emitted a dying hum, and thousands of prisms trembled simultaneously, casting distorted spots of light into people's upturned pupils.

Then the sound of electricity surged from all directions.

When the first light went out with a "poof," the other crystal chandeliers went out one after another, like dominoes.

Banquet hall.
Instantly plunged into darkness.

"Where's the backup power?"

Someone roared, only to be met with an increasingly chaotic crowd. Fang Qingyu had already returned to Lin Wanqing's side, and after revealing his identity, he pulled her directly towards Qi Hao.

They completely ignored He Manhe.

Fortunately, the white title was quite conspicuous in the dark.

Soon, Fang Qingyu patted Qi Hao on the shoulder.

"Walk."

"it is good!"

Qi Hao seemed to have found his backbone and followed behind.

"Mr. Fang, could you help me find Xiaoman?"

Only then did Lin Wanqing belatedly remember her companion.

Fang Qingyu turned his head, intending to explain the current situation in one sentence.

He Manhe's voice suddenly came from the darkness beside her.

"Wanqing, I'm here!"

At that moment, Fang Qingyu felt a chill run down his spine.

Turn your head.

He Manhe's face was melting with a smile.

It wasn't melting in a physical sense, but rather a bizarre distortion that transcended reality.

Her originally delicate features rippled like ripples on the surface of water after a pebble has been thrown in.

Deep purple blood vessels meander beneath the skin, as if countless writhing earthworms were hidden there.

Her once clear eyes had now turned into two dark vortexes.

But it seems to be an illusion.

This scene lasted only a moment before disappearing.

"What's wrong, Mr. Fang?"

He Manhe was still smiling.

"fine."

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath and shook his head.

He then pushed Lin Wanqing to Qi Hao.

“Miss Lin, you go with my friend to look for a way out on the other side, and I will take Miss He to look for a way out on the other side.”

Having said that, he didn't give Lin Wanqing time to react.

Fang Qingyu stared at He Manhe's faintly visible black title and slowly walked to the other side.

They saw the other person following them.
Did not run away.

They came for themselves.

"Did Miss He organize this commotion?"

Arriving at a secluded corner, Fang Qingyu pointed around.

"That's it."

He Manhe was not affected by the current situation at all, and continued to sip her wine with great interest.

"What's up?"

Fang Qingyu pointed to himself curiously.

He Manhe didn't answer immediately, but instead handed her a glass of wine.

However, Fang Qingyu did not answer.

She didn't seem to care and continued drinking.

"I wonder if Mr. Fang is familiar with the Council of Gods?"

Fang Qingyu was taken aback and shook his head slightly.

"During the transition from the Shang to the Zhou dynasty, Jiang Ziya once cut down the Jianmu divine tree at the Investiture of the Gods, severing the passage between heaven and earth."

He Manhe's fingertips caressed the rim of the crystal glass, her voice seductive.

"But the section of the Jianmu tree that was cut off did not actually disappear."

“A group of priests who were skilled in witchcraft obtained a fragment of the sacred tree and secretly formed an organization called the ‘Alliance of the Gods.’ They discovered that by using human sacrifice as a medium, ordinary mortals could become vessels for the descent of gods.”

“Unfortunately, most mortal bodies simply cannot withstand the erosion of divine power, unless…” She suddenly leaned forward, close to Fang Qingyu’s chest, her red lips curving into a meaningful arc.

“Someone like you, Mr. Fang.”

Why did you choose me?

Fang Qingyu stared at her expressionlessly.

My thoughts raced.

All told, he had been practicing martial arts for less than two months.

Apart from Yuan Ze's family, he didn't have any enemies with anyone.

He became famous in the martial arts circle of Qingjian City in a very short time.

And all of these were just minor incidents before.

It wasn't until today, when I won first place in the special training class, that I finally gained a little fame.

He Manhe's eyelashes trembled slightly in the darkness, and her fingertips suddenly touched the back of Fang Qingyu's clenched fist, then she pressed her red lips to his ear.

"is it possible."

"It wasn't us who approached you, but..."

"Has Mr. Fang been chosen by the gods?"

(End of this chapter)