The reason why Li Muye said that was just to give Zhang Qianjue and Zhang Yunyun a comfort, judging from Zhang Qianjue's current situation, if he Li Muye was helpless, there would be no one in this world to save, even if there were really immortals descending to earth, I am afraid that they would be unable to return to heaven and be powerless.

"With all due respect, not to mention whether there are immortals in this world, even if there are, the chance that he can bring the master of Zhang Men back to life is no more than fifty percent!"

Li Muye organized a language, shook his head, and said.

Li Muye knew that the so-called fifty percent chance was also a consolation that he casually made up, Zhang Qianjue was poisoned, and it had reached the point where he had to die.

"Even if there's only a 50% chance of it, I'm going to give it a try!"

Zhang Yunyun said, and directly took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"Niu Yanjie, as long as you immediately help me make an appointment with Master Liu right now, I will promise to let you pursue me!"

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From the back mountain of Qixing Peak along the bluestone path all the way to the front of the church in front of the mountain, Liu Lang originally wanted to go down the stone steps, but at this time a breeze blew from behind, and Liu Lang smelled a strong smell of blood mixed with the breeze.

Liu Lang looked back suddenly, the open space in front of the church was full of flowers and colorful balls, it was originally a dreamy and warm wedding scene, but at this moment, there was no strange figure to be seen.

Behind the clearing was the dilapidated church, and the strong smell of blood came from the church.

The dilapidated church was in disrepair, the quaint ebony door was mottled with paint, and at the moment one door was open and the other was closed, and Liu Lang couldn't see what was going on inside.

Liu Lang hesitated for a moment and decided to go in and take a look, he reached out and pushed the ebony door that was open, but there was a sticky feeling in his hand, Liu Lang raised his hand and found that his palm was stained with sticky bright red blood.

"Squeak-"

The old ancient wooden door made a piercing "squeak" sound, and then fell to the ground with a "boom", and Liu Lang, who had been prepared, flashed to the side, avoiding the heavy ebony door that smashed in front of him.

The sunlight poured in with the collapse of the ebony door, and in the dust flying, the church was dim, and with the faint sunlight, Liu Lang could see the scene inside.

More than a dozen well-dressed people lay in pools of blood, blood staining their clothes bright red, and it was not difficult to see from the horror on their faces that they must have seen something incredible before they died.

In addition to these dozen people, Liu Lang also saw several monks wearing black star robes in the pool of blood, and the faces of several of them were familiar to Liu Lang, and they were the four people who brought Liu Lang here not long ago.

Liu Lang stepped forward and investigated them one by one, these people should have just died not long ago, and the body temperature on their bodies had not completely dissipated.

Their fatal wounds were all in the heart, but the blood from the wounds had strangely begun to coagulate and scab. It stands to reason that if a person is dead, it is impossible for the blood to clot and scab before the body is completely cool.

This is a kind of medical common sense, the reason why blood coagulates and scabs is to prevent more blood from flowing out of the wound, which will lead to the death of a dying person with excessive blood loss, which is a self-repair and protection measure of the body's physiological functions.

However, the person is already dead, and the blood is still trying to coagulate and scab, indicating that the physiology of the body mistakenly believes that the human body is still alive, so it is still carrying out self-healing protective measures.

This also indirectly proves that the person who killed them was a top master, a deadly, fast and accurate move, so that he deceived the physiology of the dead.

Originally, Liu Lang was thinking about seeing if he could save one or two, but the people who were already dead, even if Liu Lang had the ability of Da Luo Jin Xian, it would be useless.

"Who is so mad as to kill so many people at once?"

Liu Lang sighed, shook his head and said.

For a moment, Liu Lang suddenly thought of something, these people must have been killed by Shangguan Jack, he not only killed the wedding guests but also ruthlessly killed his own subordinates, the purpose is self-evident, naturally it is to blame Liu Lang, if there is another group of policemen at this time, Liu Lang will not be able to explain it even if he has a mouth all over his body!

As soon as he thought of this, Liu Lang turned around and left, but what he was most worried about still happened.

"Comrade policeman, this is this crazy person, our president kindly invited him to the church as a guest, but I didn't expect him to kill everyone in the church in a frenzy!"

A monk in a black star uniform came with a group of heavily armed policemen, and as soon as Liu Lang arrived at the door, he was blocked by a long spear with black holes.

"Don't move, raise your hands!"

A policeman clenched the spear in his hand and shouted at Liu Lang.

"I didn't kill anyone!" Liu Lang looked directly at the black-robed monk next to the group of policemen and said, "Let Shangguan Jack come out and confront me!" ”

"You wicked man killed our president in a mad rage, and now you still want our president to come out and confront you?" The black-robed monk pointed at Liu Lang angrily and shouted, "You are not a human, you are a devil!" ”

"Shangguan Jack is dead?" When Liu Lang heard this, he was surprised: "Then where is his body, unless I see his corpse, I won't admit it!" ”

Liu Lang robbed Shangguan Jack of 10 billion pounds, and did not give him the Nightmare Stone, and now that so many people have died in the church, there is no need to think that Shangguan Jack must have framed Liu Lang for framing him.

"Okay, since you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, then I'll take you to our chief's corpse!"

Hearing what the black-robed monk said so patheticly, Liu Lang couldn't help muttering in his heart, could it be that Shangguan Jack was really dead?

A group of policemen rushed up and held down Liu Lang, but Liu Lang did not resist, and let them push and follow the footsteps of the black-robed monk to the back hall, Liu Lang wanted to find out if Shangguan Jack was really dead.

The back hall of the church is connected to the back mountain, but it is not the place where Liu Lang has been, but the clearing on the top of the mountain on the other side of the Seven Star Peak.

Along the way, there was blood stains in the gravel field, and the black-robed monk led Liu Lang and a group of policemen to the end of the clearing, behind the weeds covered by the barren grass was a bottomless cliff, except for the buried weeds and a puddle of blood on the ground, there was nothing here.

The black-robed monk rushed forward and pulled through the buried weeds for a long time, and after making sure that there was no Shangguan Jack, he hugged his head and cried: "Ah, my poor president must have rolled off the cliff!" ”

"Now what else do you have to say?" The policeman who took the lead glared at Liu Langdao.

"I repeat, I didn't kill people!"

PS: I'm trying to get back to shape, and I'm going to start firing on it tomorrow, and I'm not going to eat every day!!!

(End of chapter)