The gray mist was the gray-robed man who had fled back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the gray-robed man at this time was very embarrassed, and there was only a wisp of remnant soul left, barely relying on the energy of the gray mist to maintain the remnant soul immortal.

"The tracking failed, there are mysterious forces interfering, they are very strong!" The remnant soul of the gray-robed man immediately came to his mind.

Zhao Lizong's face changed: "Let's talk about it in detail." ”

The gray-robed man will track down again, find out the relationship between Wu Hao and Fan Xian, and Wu Hao's relatives and friends disappeared for no reason, and finally, he was attacked by giants on the top of the building, and told Zhao Lizong about it in 1510.

After listening to the gray-robed man's words, Zhao Lizong's face froze.

Sure enough, there is a huge force behind every runemaster!

"However, no matter how big the power is, my Zhao family is not afraid, because ......" The corners of Zhao Lizong's mouth lifted slightly, and his eyes looked at the remnant soul floating in the gray mist.

Zhao Lizong touched his chin and said, "You mean, you brought back a special person this time?" ”

"Yes." The gray-robed man replied: "That's a ghost cultivator, she has a ghost pill in her body, but I wish my cultivation to rise greatly!" ”

The remnant soul of the gray-robed man exuded a thick resentment, with his strength, when had he experienced such a blow.

First, the proud tracking technique was easily thrown away by Fan Xian, and then, they wanted to capture the hostages to force Wu Hao to appear, but they found that the hostages had been taken away first!

In a fit of rage, he was about to return when he was besieged by the terrible giant, and if it weren't for the only glimmer of gray mist that fled with the remnant soul, he would have died on the spot!

I must avenge this hatred! The remnant soul of the gray-robed man thought.

"Oh?" Zhao Lizong raised his eyebrows, and looked at the remnant soul of the gray-robed man with a smile: "If you use that person according to what you say, wouldn't it be a waste?" ”

"What? Waste? "The remnants of the gray-robed man are puzzled.

"yes." Zhao Lizong put his hands behind his back, secretly pinched the trick, and said: "A ghost cultivator with a ghost pill in his body, if he only lets you use it to improve his cultivation, it is really a waste, but it is ......."

When Zhao Lizong said this, his eyes looked at the gray-robed man with a playful look, which made people feel furious.

"What is it?!" The gray-robed man asked, his remnant retreating vigilantly under the gray mist.

"It's better to give you to the ghost cultivator who has the ghost pill to play the greatest role!!"

As he spoke, Zhao Lizong's hands slammed suddenly, and a powerful momentum erupted from him, like a mountain, rumbling towards the remnant soul of the gray-robed man.

At the same time, his hands turned into large palms, emitting green light, and slapped towards the remnant soul of the gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man screamed, and the gray mist that surrounded him rolled down, turning into a pair of big hands, blocking Zhao Lizong's attack.

However, the gray-robed man had not built a foundation before, and at this time, there was only a wisp of remnant soul left to barely support him, and he was not Zhao Lizong's opponent at all.

The big hands that the mist turned into only made Zhao Lizong's palms pause, and then, he was like a bamboo.

Zhao Lizong grabbed the remnant soul of the gray-robed man with both hands and pinched it hard!

Bang!

The remnant soul shattered, and the consciousness belonging to the gray-robed man was crushed to pieces.

Then, Zhao Lizong pinched his hands and controlled the gray mist to seal the shattered remnant soul of the gray-robed man.

"Keep digging." He dropped a sentence and walked towards the position where the ghost cultivator in the gray-robed population was being held.

That ghost cultivator was none other than Zhao Xiaoyao.

……

Zhong Xiaoyan used the illusion of confusion, bought a plane ticket, took the earliest plane, and came to Luoshi.

Walking out of the airport on the outskirts of Luoshi, Zhong Xiaoyan called a taxi and said the destination.

Since waking up in the coffin, he has become a ghost cultivator.

Zhong Xiaoyan has always stayed in the range of Qianmu Lake in Heishui Village, and has never been to other places.

Strictly speaking, this is her first time in a metropolis.

Sitting in a taxi, watching the cars passing by on the road, looking at the behemoths parked in the airport.

The current Zhong Xiaoyan is just like when Wu Hao was just reborn in the mortal world.

Even, the strangeness of the metropolis, Zhong Xiaoyan far surpasses Wu Hao.

After all, Wu Hao at that time had the memories of the original owner, and he could look through the memories to understand modern life and changes.

However, Zhong Xiaoyan has to adapt completely on her own.

Fortunately, she was a quirky and intelligent woman before her death, so she could barely fit into the unfamiliar metropolis.

The taxi driver looked at the passenger sitting in the back seat.

It was a cute, cute, petite female passenger wearing a small black cap and long black hair that was smooth and scattered over her shoulders.

The driver praised the little beauty in his heart, "Beauty, you are the first time to come to Los Angeles, right?" ”

"......" did not respond.

"Ahem, traveling to Los Angeles?" The driver coughed dryly and continued: "Our Luo City is a famous tourist city!" ”

"......" did not respond.

The driver was a little embarrassed, he switched, and said, "Then you are a student?" Coming to Los Angeles to go to school? ”

"......" did not respond.

The driver, who thought that he had been driving a taxi for so long, was the most famous chatter, and refused to give up and continued: "You said you were going to the Los Angeles Newspaper Building, are you a reporter?" That's a great career! ”

"......" still did not respond.

No response!

No response!

The driver persevered in thinking about a lot of topics, but there was no response!

It wasn't until the end that the driver felt that the petite passenger behind him was mostly deaf and dumb, which made him feel much more comfortable.

Wu Hao sat cross-legged on the wooden bed of the wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake, feeling Zhong Xiaoyan's inner thoughts, and smiled dumbly.

Indeed, the driver was a persistent nagging man.

The reason why Zhong Xiaoyan didn't speak was mainly because she was used to it.

She was sealed in the coffin alone for more than 300 years, and after escaping from the coffin, she stayed alone on the island in the middle of the lake, and never spoke to the people of Heishui Village.

Suddenly encountered such a chatter, Zhong Xiaoyan was naturally very unaccustomed.

The taxi stopped in the parking lot outside the Luoshi Newspaper Building, Zhong Xiaoyan paid the money, and walked into the newspaper building in the driver's complaining eyes.

Zhong Xiaoyan walked to the building, found the front desk, and said lightly: "I'm looking for Qiao Ling." ”

The front desk looked up and gave a friendly smile first: "Chief Qiao went out for an interview some time ago and hasn't come back." ”

Zhong Xiaoyan stood in place, paused and stopped talking.

She didn't understand what the front desk meant, what kind of mat was Chief Joe? What is the interview?

Wu Hao sensed Zhong Xiaoyan's question for the first time, he switched his lips and quickly explained to Zhong Xiaoyan.

Now Wu Hao suddenly realized that he didn't know if it was right or wrong to let Zhong Xiaoyan come this time......

Hearing Wu Hao's explanation, Zhong Xiaoyan asked, "Where did you go for an interview?" ”

"President Zhao of Huitian Pharmaceutical." Front desk road.

Zhong Xiaoyan was stunned again and stopped talking.

What kind of dish is President?

Wu Hao sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, smiled wryly and explained to Zhong Xiaoyan again. (To be continued.) )