Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

After Lin Qiye, five more people arrived one after another.

Si Xiaonan entered the hall, and Lin Xuan followed closely behind.

In the hall, everyone was communicating.

It was just a casual chat, but it was also a test of each other.

At this time, Lin Qiye had used Sun Wukong's flaming eyes to discover that No. 3, No. 4, and No. 27 were not agents of the gods, but the gods themselves.

After learning that Lin Qiye was the agent of Merlin, the god of prophecy and magic, No. 27 actually came forward and asked Lin Qiye to help predict something.

Lin Qiye naturally refused.

Not to mention that his identity as a prophet was fake. Even if he could really predict the future, he would not casually make predictions to a god whose identity he did not know.

As he stepped into the hall, Lin Xuan suddenly found a small hammer and a small bronze bell appearing out of thin air in his hands.

He sensed a conspiracy.

Lin Xuan immediately understood and rang the small bronze bell.

The sound of the bell echoed slowly in the hall, and everyone immediately shut up and looked in the direction of Lin Xuan and Si Xiaonan.

Lin Qiye frowned as he looked at the hunched figure in the black cloak.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something strange about that person.

It's like a person wearing a piece of clothing that is obviously ill-fitting.

"Great Sage, can you help me find out the identities of those two people?"

"can."

In the mental hospital, Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with a faint golden light, and he looked through the mental hospital at the two people standing there.

Sun Wukong let out a light exclamation.

"What's wrong, Great Sage? Could it be that these two are also gods in disguise?"

"That's not the case. It's just that the hunched guy who looks like a little old man is actually your good friend who just left Utopia."

"Lin Xuan?!"

Lin Qiye cried out in his heart. He looked at the hunchbacked old man who looked like a zombie and was just ringing the bell silently, trying his best to hide the surprise in his heart.

This guy actually came here?

Somehow, after Lin Qiye found out that the other person was Lin Xuan, his first thought was, this guy doesn’t use a camera, right?

Lin Xuan recognized him for sure, he just hoped that this socially unacceptable scene would not be recorded.

Lin Qiye didn't know that there was a power called alchemy that could create things out of thin air. As long as this image remained in Lin Xuan's mind, he could use it to construct a high-definition photo.

"Then who is that person next to him?"

Lin Qiye was worried that Lin Xuan was being controlled by someone. Although the possibility was very small, he had to be on guard.

"This person is a girl. Interestingly, their heights are reversed. The tall and thin one is actually a girl less than 1.6 meters tall."

"Less than 1.6 meters tall... Sister Xiaonan?"

Lin Qiye's mind twitched, and he suddenly remembered Si Xiaonan's catchphrase in Cangnan City.

"How can 1.59 meters not be considered 1.6 meters?"

There's no way around it, this feature is just too iconic.

Among all the girls that Lin Xuan and Lin Qiye know, only Sister Xiaonan ranks last in height.

"I've never seen the Xiaonan you mentioned, so I don't know if it's her or not, but your friend shouldn't be controlled. He did it voluntarily."

Lin Qiye nodded secretly, it must be Sister Xiaonan.

But Sister Xiaonan should not be the organizer of this rally. Ji Nian said that this rally started eight years ago, when Sister Xiaonan was still an undercover agent in Daxia.

She must have borrowed the identity of Number One.

"I repeat the rules of the meeting.

You may not inquire about other people's information, attack others, or force others to trade.

If there is a dispute between the two parties to the transaction, please contact me for arbitration.

Don't think about attacking others when you leave. When leaving, everyone should leave in order of their numbers.

Now, the meeting begins, and number two will speak first."

Number Two stood up, bowed politely to Si Xiaonan, and looked at everyone.

"Same old style, guys."

Number Two said with a grin, "Do you have any information about a Daxia agent? Any agent from the Twin Gods, or even Nidhogg, would be fine. I can exchange information of equal value."

Number 32 beside Lin Qiye sneered.

"Number Two, you don't need to repeat this. Who wouldn't want to get news about them?

There is no special team operating in the fog in Daxia now. If you want to get information about Daxia’s agents, you have to go deep into the heart of Daxia.

It might have been okay a few years ago, but now Daxia has set up twelve A-level passes, so big that not even a fly can squeeze in."

"I'm just saying it, what if I get it?"

Number Two chuckled and turned to talk about another matter.

"I want to know the location of the Hindu Temple. Does anyone know?"

"I can trade."

Number 17 opens.

Number Two nodded, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver coin with the number "17" engraved on it popped out from Number One's fingertips, and Number Two reached out to catch it.

The rally continues.

Number Three and Number Four looked at each other and stood up.

Si Xiaonan and Lin Qiye both looked nervous, wanting to hear what this guy had to say.

Then he sat down again.

The same is true for number four.

This indicated that the two had nothing to ask.

Not all agents of the gods come here to trade; some also want to get some publicly available information for free at such gatherings.

The rally continued, followed by several rounds of trading, and soon it was the 19th.

He stood up and asked, "Does anyone know anything about the Seventh Imperial Concubine?"

"Nana Gozen, are you talking about the one from India? It seems like he hasn't appeared for a long time."

Seventh Gozen refers to the one ranked seventh among the Ten Gozen.

The so-called "Jiuzen" refers to the ten representatives of the gods who are closest to the throne of the gods.

Jinian had explained this to him before coming.

Soon they arrived at number 27. He stood up and said, "I'm looking for a red-haired girl named Chloe. If anyone has seen her, please contact me."

"Dude, you haven't given up yet. This is the fifth time you've looked for her at the rally, right?"

No. 27 glanced around the gathering, but no one answered. His gaze finally fell on Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye's scalp tightened. He understood that this god was obviously targeting him.

When it was Lin Qiye's turn, he stood up confidently and bowed to everyone in a very ostentatious manner.

"Everyone, I want to know the news about the Great Xia Sword Immortal Zhou Ping. The more detailed the better. I can exchange it for information of equal value."

"I know."

"I know too."

Several people raised their hands, even number three.

Lin Qiye's expression remained unchanged.

"There's one more thing. I know the whereabouts of the agents of the Daxia Twin Gods. I wonder if you are interested."

The wide magic hood covered the upper half of his face, leaving only the meaningful arc exposed.

Si Xiaonan had only one thought: this show-off guy was really Lin Qiye!