Looking at Yu Shu's angry appearance, Huang Feihu suddenly felt confused.

Aren't you two mortal enemies?

What's the matter, do you still want to spare his life, and then resolve the grudge, and the two of them happily reconcile, long live peace?

What a joke!

It's my job to kill that thing, and I can only get two million!

Huang Feihu walked up to Yu Shu and asked cautiously, "Little Brother Nether, you shouldn't have broken your brain, right?"

"You've just had your brain broken. ”

Yu Shu glanced at Huang Feihu, and how depressed he was in his heart.

I finally seized an opportunity to absorb the power of the soul again.

The result?

Gone!

That's a power that's close to the strength of A-level spiritual sense!

Although it has burned a lot, the final outbreak is absolutely terrifying.

If you can purify and absorb that power, not only will this injury be as good as possible, but even your spiritual strength will be greatly improved again, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Yu Shu trembled in distress.

Huang Feihu was also anxious, and said, "Little Brother Netherworld, you shouldn't have changed your mind and wanted to lose my money, right?"

"I really want to get rid of it!"

Yu Shu rolled his eyes and then let out a long sigh.

"Alas!"

Forget it, there are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't force it.

Standing up slowly, Yu Shu took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and said softly: "Brother Wang, it's done here, let your people clean up." ”

"Understood. ”

Wang Xingpeng answered on the other end of the phone.

Yu Shu hung up the phone, turned his head to look at Huang Feihu, who was still full of anxious expression, couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and said, "Okay, Brother Huang, don't worry about your money." Let's go, let's go to the Haoyue Bar to settle the bill, and you will take your money too. ”

"Haha, I knew the Nether Brother wasn't that kind of person. ”

Huang Feihu suddenly became happy, and turned into the appearance of a shrewd profiteer again, and said with a flattering smile on his face: "I can see it from the very beginning, the little brother of the Netherworld is a talent, righteous and thin, and regards money as dung, he is really a model for my generation......"

“……”

Yu Shu took two deep breaths, and a wave of tiredness hit him, feeling weak and a little dizzy.

It is generally the cause of the depletion of spiritual power, and the other half ...... It's really unbearable to listen to Huang Feihu's sycophant who doesn't want money.

What about the appearance of the world's master who just used the rainstorm pear flower needle to kill the enemy?

Lost by you?

Yu Shu felt a little headache, lifted his feet with difficulty, and walked slowly in the direction of the road.

Huang Feihu hurriedly followed behind, and said with a smile: "Little brother Netherworld, you see that my injury is quite serious, and the medical expenses are something...... Would you like to report it too?"

"Get out!"

The voices of the two faded into the darkness.

The ruined urban village has once again returned to quiet.

A few minutes later, a group of members of the Nine Divisions in black suits came running from a distance, moving quickly but without making the slightest sound.

It is said to clean up the traces after the battle.

But let's be honest...... There's really nothing to clean up.

The environment is a dilapidated urban village under demolition, surrounded by rubble, stone slabs and garbage.

The damage caused by the three of them just now only made the rubble more shattered, and all traces of the battle were perfectly integrated into the surrounding environment.

As for Caesar's body......

There are no corpses.

Even the human soul had shattered into silver dots of light, and then dissipated into the air, leaving no trace behind.

The only thing that needs to be cleaned up may be the pool of blood left by Huang Feihu who pretended to be seriously injured and lay on the ground just now.

Of course, even so, the people of the Nine Divisions are still very serious.

They moved quickly, silently cleaning up all traces that could be cleaned up in a matter of minutes.

Wang Xingpeng stood in a pile of rubble, looking at his surroundings, and then recalled the spiritual power fluctuations caused by the aftermath of the battle that he could feel from a distance just now, and couldn't help but look slightly pale.

Huang Feihu he knew, he was a very famous guy among the freers, and his strength was also very strong.

The guy named Kasa, he also found out the information, and he was a ruthless character even in the SP Foundation.

He just didn't expect that Yu Shu, who had just awakened not long ago, could really successfully kill Caesar.

Even with the help of Huang Feihu, it is a very surprising thing.

Seemingly...... The little guy Hua Ye found this time is very amazing.

After that, the rookie contest will be held every three years, and there should be a good show.

Judging from the progress rate described in the rest of the story, will it be able to enter the top 10 by then?

If it could, then the entire Razor City Spirit Hunting Realm would be able to show its face.

Wang Xingpeng suddenly had some expectations, and after retracting his thoughts, he waved his hand to the people around him and said, "Close!"

"Yes!"

The group left quietly, as if they had never been there.

Darkness and silence returned to the surroundings.

Only the cold wind of the winter night blew slowly.

I don't know how long it took, but there seemed to be a faint fluctuation in the darkness.

When you look at it, it looks like there's nothing.

It's just that...... For some reason, the moonlight on the horizon became a little darker, and the surroundings became more gloomy and darker.

A faint figure slowly walked out of the darkness to the place where Caesar had dissipated.

The figure was very tall, but it was covered with a black robe, and the whole person was hidden inside, and it was impossible to see the gender and appearance at all.

It was only from the empty robe that swayed in the wind that it was evident that the man was extremely thin, like a bamboo pole.

"The golden seal, with the innate restraining of all feminine things, hehe, there seems to be a very interesting thing. ”

A hoarse, but inaudible voice of a man and a woman, came from a black robe.

Then, I saw a hand slowly stretched out from the wide robe.

The hands were as thin as wood, the skin was shriveled, and they looked very old, and there were even large corpse spots on their arms, which looked extremely terrifying.

The fingers like bamboo sticks stirred lightly in the air twice, and then squeezed suddenly.

At this moment, it seemed that even the air became viscous.

I saw a faint phantom being grabbed out of the air by that hand.

The phantom is human-shaped, but very faint, like a candle in the wind, which seems to dissipate at any moment.

On closer inspection, the phantom's face was somewhat similar to that of Caesar, who had just dissipated.

It's just that Caesar's eyes are extremely dull at this time, and there is no look or emotion at all.

"It's burned clean, and that's all that's left. ”

A dry and hoarse voice came from under the black robe, with a cold meaning, and said lightly: "It's useless." ”

As he spoke, his thin hand shook slightly, and the phantom suddenly trembled.

Caesar's face showed extreme pain, and his eyes looked at the black robe, and his eyes were pleading.

"Oh, you still have the last shred of sanity?"

The black robe seemed to be a little surprised, and then smiled darkly: "Hehe, okay, then even if you are lucky, it is suitable for me to use to cultivate a spirit devouring demon." ”

With a slight flip of the dry palm, the phantom seemed to be retracted and disappeared.

Then, I saw the black-robed figure slowly retreat and disappear into the darkness again.

The ruins of the urban village, which had been lively all night, finally returned to silence.