Ghost Cloud Needle is the name of An Xiaoyu's latest secret weapon technique, although it is a temporary name, but An Xiaoyu feels quite satisfied.

With Voldemort's Shadow, Luck and Punch Method, you can use the power of your soul to control the energy attached to the steel needle, and change the fluctuation and shape of the energy to affect the flight direction of the steel needle.

At least so far, it is still impossible for An Xiaoyu to directly use the power of the divine soul to control the flight direction of the steel needle. Or the human level of the divine soul, which does not have any ability to affect the entity, can only affect pure energy.

However, with the addition of luck, it is still possible to achieve the purpose of simple manipulation of the steel needle.

At the beginning, An Xiaoyu just had a whim, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth and directly control the cultivators of the two master realms. An Xiaoyu's heart was full of pride, and she just wanted to ask the heavens: "Who else?" ”

The two master realm cultivators were immediately controlled by the members of the escort team who rushed over after hearing the sound, An Xiaoyu watched the two of them being handcuffed by the side, this kind of handcuffs will take a certain amount of time for even a person from the grandmaster realm to break free, I am afraid that they will not be charged to death.

Suddenly, a burst of wind sounded, An Xiaoyu felt a murderous aura coming towards his face in advance, and flashed in advance, and two plum blossom darts slashed in front of An Xiaoyu's eyes and shot into the wall of the laboratory, entering the wall for three points.

An Xiaoyu looked in the direction where the plum blossom dart was flying, and was a little surprised, he didn't realize that he was aware of the existence of this person, could this be the fourth wave of the offensive of the origin tonight?

Although An Xiaoyu felt that she was already very powerful, she was definitely not so careless, she knew that if this person really had the means not to shield her feelings before, it must be a special player specially sent by the origin, specifically for her own existence.

With a dodge, An Xiaoyu hid in the shadow of the corner, Voldemort's shadow activated instantly, and An Xiaoyu shrank into the narrow gap in the corner as if she had been flattened.

At the same time, the spirit left the body and opened its eyes to look in the direction where the plum blossom dart was flying, but it did not see anything.

Could it be that their methods can even deceive the spirits? An Xiaoyu thought about it, but decisively rejected the idea.

It should have been transferred.

Looking at the guards who were looking for concealment, An Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed, and he instantly understood that the person who made the move was not the fourth wave of the offensive that originated from it, but came to deal with the aftermath.

Thinking of this, Voldemort's body activated, An Xiaoyu flew out of the shadows, and the whole person was clinging to the ground, like a maglev train, flying towards the Origin Master Realm master who had been controlled by electromagnetic handcuffs, but because of the urgency, he was left in the clearing.

However, after all, it was still a step too late, and before An Xiaoyu could get close, two plum blossom darts flew trickily from another angle, shot into the captives' eye sockets, passed through their skulls, and broke a gap in the back of their heads, embedded in their skulls.

An Xiaoyu didn't look at whether there was anyone in the direction where the plum blossom dart was flying, and when he got out of his hand, three steel needles flew away, and his soul was attached to the steel needles, and when he turned around, he saw that in the bushes over there, a thin figure was thinking about escaping from a distance.

An Xiaoyu controlled the power of the divine soul, changing the flow and shape of the energy on the steel needle, and the steel needle suddenly turned around and chased after the man.

The speed of the steel needle is extremely fast, but the speed of the other party is also very fast, and as a master of the use of hidden weapons, the other party instantly sensed An Xiaoyu's attack, turned around, and fled in a farther direction. An Xiaoyu once again controlled the steel needle to chase after him, but was dodged again.

The steel needle is powerless, and the energy attached to it is also exhausted, and it is too late to catch up at this time, An Xiaoyu can only give up, watching the figure in the distance gradually disappear into the dark night, with some regrets.

It seems that there is still a limit to the number of times the steel needle can change direction, after all, the energy quality in her body is only that level, and she can't force it.

The members of the escort came out of cover and looked at the two dead captives on the ground, their faces ugly.

An Xiaoyu sighed and didn't say anything, the escort team was not in charge of her, and no one expected the current situation, how to deal with it had nothing to do with An Xiaoyu. But looking at their eyes, in addition to anger, there is also a little jealousy, and it is estimated that they will be punished.

After thinking about it, An Xiaoyu walked in the direction where the man left, wanting to see if she could find a little clue.

As it turned out, nothing was found.

The other party did not leave any footprints, nor did they leave any breath in the space. Origin is really getting more and more comfortable dealing with An Xiaoyu now, if it weren't for An Xiaoyu himself who is still developing new tricks, I'm afraid that the next battle of the Hundred Provinces will be humiliating.

Moreover, the ability of the Ming Realm can make An Xiaoyu seek good fortune and avoid evil, which is simply a weapon against pits, and these things are not something that the origin can know. In their opinion, An Xiaoyu's ability to encounter so many coincidences was just luck, after all, An Xiaoyu's luck has always been so weird.

An Xiaoyu came to the place where she last saw the person, checked the ground and the buildings and trees next to it, and at the same time felt the residual breath in the air with her feelings and the power of her soul, wanting to rescue it one last time, but the cold killing intent came to her face again.

He didn't leave?!

Two more plum blossom darts flew quickly, An Xiaoyu reached out and pinched it in his hand, and finally felt a trace of human breath, looking at the other party's hiding place, An Xiaoyu sneered: "Come out!" I see you! ”

A thin figure came out of the corner, and An Xiaoyu looked at this person with some surprise.

This man was covered in black, not his clothes, but all the places on his body, which looked black. The clothes are black, the hands are black, the face is black, and the whites of the eyes are particularly dazzling in the pitch black.

The man spoke, and An Xiaoyu could see his jaw moving, but not his teeth. Listening to the voice, it seems that there is something on his mouth that covers his face: "Hehe, flower whisperer, worthy of the name!" ”

At this time, An Xiaoyu's heart had a lot of grooves that she wanted to spit out.

For example, do people of your origin only say this sentence when they appear? For example, your face is so dark and the features are so obvious, what's the point of wearing a face covering? For example, if you use three sounds in this sentence, how many sound cards did you insert into the origin...... No, how many vocal cords are inserted?

An Xiaoyu looked at his body carefully and saw the two hidden weapon bags on his legs, and it was estimated that the plum blossom dart was taken out from here. But if there are only these two bags on him, An Xiaoyu won't believe it, she has seven knives on her body.

"What ...... are you?" An Xiaoyu habitually asked, but before she finished asking, she knew that she was knowingly asking, so she changed the question and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

The man asked, "You really want me to go?" ”

An Xiaoyu spread out her hands: "I don't care, I mean, now that you want to leave, I'm afraid it won't be easy." ”

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen guards fell from the black man's side.

Just because of the sudden death of two precious captives, the guards really wanted to make amends, but the assassin didn't escape? They almost couldn't believe it, they were overjoyed in an instant, and they directly surrounded him here, and they definitely couldn't let him run away!

Faced with a strength gap of more than ten times, the black man didn't seem to be a little nervous and panicked, looking at An Xiaoyu, the pure black shadow-like face, the eyes composed of the whites of the eyes and black dots looked at her deadly, and said with a smile: "I want to go, no one can stop me." ”

The black man didn't say a word, he always had to change his voice, I don't know how many voices he could change, An Xiaoyu was very curious at the same time, and even more curious about what confidence he had to say this, and what made him take the risk to stay.

"What exactly is the technique you just used to manipulate the steel needle to turn twice?" The black man asked.

An Xiaoyu understood in her heart that she was a martial idiot.

With a roll of his eyes, An whispered and said, "You want to know?" Why don't you worship me as a teacher? ”

The man laughed: "That's how you treat people for fools? ”

An Xiaoyu said: "If you stay here and do useless work, you really look like a fool." ”

Although he is often called a fool by his own people, although he also knows that his behavior is a bit stupid. I could have escaped, but I ended up staying for a secret weapon technique, and I was surrounded by people and asked how people did it......

But being treated as a fool by the enemy is really unacceptable.

glanced at An Xiaoyu angrily, but he remembered that it had been said above that if you are not capable of being an enemy, it is best not to confront An Xiaoyu head-on. Judging from the secret weapon technique just now, the opponent's technique seems to be better than his own, and it is obviously not a good opportunity to make a move.

Turning to look at the surrounding members of the escort, the black man smiled coldly, and in a moment, disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

While the people in the escort team were looking around in a panic, An Xiaoyu heard a "jingle bell", and a strange gold coin fell where the black man was standing before, and it flicked on the ground, spinning on the ground.

An Xiaoyu walked over, looked over, and didn't find any danger on the gold coin, so he reached out and picked it up, looking at the gold coin.

After taking pictures on the 3000 Encyclopedia, An Xiaoyu found out the origin of this gold coin, probably within 2,000 years at the beginning of the establishment of the 3000 Empire, that is, in the era when the 3000 family had not yet begun to fall into power, the use of gold coins among the nobles was still a normal phenomenon.

There were about 30 types of gold coins found in circulation that year, until the court came to power, the titles of nobles were abolished, and all titles began to have no hereditary inheritance, and after the 3,000 empire realized the "great harmony of the world", the gold coin trade was abolished as a sign of the old era, and it was completely called a phenomenon in history.

A large number of gold coins began to be recycled by the empire and began to be stored as hard currency, and a small number of gold coins circulated among the people also entered the hands of collectors and became valuable collectibles.

The older the gold coin collection, the higher the value.

The gold coin in An Xiaoyu's hand is the style of the last gold coin of the year, with the national emblem of the Three Thousand Empires printed on the obverse, and the head and production date of the emperor in the year of the revision, on the reverse.

So how did he do it? An Xiaoyu sat on the sofa, holding the gold coin in her hand and looking at it for a long time, she didn't see anything strange in the gold coin, and she didn't think of any exercises that could use the gold coin for stand-ins or teleportation.

At this time, Lu Yuqi pushed the door and came in, and saw An Xiaoyu holding a golden thing in his hand, and when he came over, it was actually a gold coin.

Lu Yuqi was overjoyed: "Rich? ”

An Xiaoyu let her grab the gold coin, but she didn't care, watching Lu Yuqi pick up the gold coin and look at it at the light, and even wanted to open her mouth to bite it twice. After reading it, Lu Yuqi lowered his head and asked An Xiaoyu: "Is this golden?" ”

"Golden."

"Where did it come from?"

"Picked it up."

"Worth a lot of money, isn't it?" Lu Yuqi's eyes lit up.

An Xiaoyu thought about the auction history she saw on the 30000 encyclopedia today, and said: "Take it out for auction, how can you say that you can auction this 50 million?" ”

"I'm going to contact the auction house!" Lu Yuqi took out the terminal.

An Xiaoyu snatched back the gold coin from her hand: "Don't even think about it, this is now a evidence, I still have to use it, maybe I will have to hand it over to the state when I run out." ”

"It's a pity." Lu Yuqi looked regretful.

An Xiaoyu didn't care, she didn't know how many digits there were in her account now: "Isn't it just 50 million?" ”

Lu Yuqi just knew that An Xiaoyu made a lot of money, but he didn't know how much money An Xiaoyu made, and when he heard that An Xiaoyu didn't even pay attention to 50 million, he came over curiously and asked in a low voice, "How rich are you?" ”

An Xiaoyu was stunned by the question.

It's as if the administrator was being asked how old he really was.

How do I remember so many numbers?

Spreading out his hands, An Xiaoyu said that he was very rich in short. Lu Yuqi hugged her thigh again.

"Don't even think about it, I'm not interested in keeping a drunk!" An Xiaoyu ran away.

In a residential area near the Three Thousand Academy, the whole street was silent, and the moonlight was like water.

On the second floor of a two-story villa, moonlight enters through open floor-to-ceiling windows, shining into the room. It looks like a bedroom, but there is no bed, just a layer of bamboo mats randomly spread on the floor, and a crumpled single cloth on the bamboo mat is used as a quilt.

The chair next to it was skewed haphazardly, and there were a few books on the desk, a cup of cold tea. Next to it were a gold watch, a few scattered banknotes and a wallet. In the center of the table, a wooden box with a photograph rests on it.

This is a picture of a woman. The woman is very beautiful, with clean eyebrows and eyes, and a rich and colorful verve, even if it is just a photo, it also shines intoxicatingly in the moonlight.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed from the corner of the wall, and quietly climbed up to the second floor along the water pipe, with a sturdy figure. The dark shadow opened the window and entered the house, and when he stood in the moonlight, if there was anyone next to him, he could see that it was a face with dust and years, and there was a shallow scar on the face.

He walked straight to the desk, picked up the watch and stuffed it into his pocket, put the change on the table into it, opened his wallet and looked through it, with a satisfied smile on his face, took out the card and threw it aside, and put the wallet into his pocket.

Stretched out his hand to pick up the photo and looked at it, it was quite beautiful, his eyes showed a trace of involuntary intoxication, thought about it, put the photo casually into the pocket of his chest, opened the wooden box, and saw a few medals shining gold. Shocked by the medal, and after a long struggle, the man closed the lid and did not take these medals he didn't know.

After rummaging through other places to no avail, he heard a slight movement from downstairs, and the man skillfully climbed out of the window, and successfully climbed over the wall to the outside of the courtyard, and ran to a corner not far away, where there was a dilapidated locomotive, turned over and got on the car, and the locomotive quickly rushed away in the distance.

The room was still quiet, the sound of the locomotive engine passing through the window faded away, and a handsome middle-aged man opened the door and walked in, turning on the light.

Looking at the house that had obviously been rummaged through, he was stunned for a moment and began to look for lost property. Seeing the missing things on the desk, his face began to look ugly. He walked to the window and saw footprints on the balcony and a locomotive speeding away in the distance. One rolled over onto the balcony railing, kicked his legs, and disappeared in place, and actually flew in the direction of the locomotive.

The locomotive was speeding on a deserted road, and suddenly a man on a night tour appeared in front of him, drunk. The thief gained a lot of money, and he was in a good mood, and a mistaken person sped past the drunkard, who was startled, fell to the ground, and muttered curses.

The thief was laughing secretly, and he heard an exclamation from the drunkard. Injured? He looked back, but saw the drunk man sitting on the ground, looking at it with his head tilted and stupid, and his mouth was mushy.

He looked up in wonder, and a fast-flying figure approached at a rapid pace, even faster than a locomotive. The thief saw his face, saw his eyes, he screamed, picked up his speed, and ran forward desperately.

The evening breeze blew recklessly, and the photo on his chest was blown away, and he didn't reach out to grab it, the photo flew over, and the middle-aged man saw the photo flying to the other side, and suddenly turned sharply and grabbed the photo.

Holding the photo of the woman in his hand, his figure slowed down, and slowly landed on a pole next to him, looking at the photo in his hand, and then at the locomotive in the distance, he turned around and disappeared.

The next morning, the young girl opened the door and entered the house, the picture was still casually placed on top of the wooden box, the man lying on the floor, the bamboo mat was turned aside by him, and the single cloth quilt was even more wrinkled.

The girl complained, called the man up, and began to clean up the house.

The man was sleepy-eyed, and found a skirt from the cupboard, which hung on the clothes pole on the balcony. The sun was good, the wind blew through the dress, and the girl asked: "It's been raining a lot lately, don't dry your skirt!" ”

The male protagonist didn't seem to hear it.,Scratched his messy hair.,Asked, "What do you eat in the morning?" ”

"Soy milk fritters."

"Soy milk fritters again?"

The girl glared: "Or you want to eat *?" ”

"Soy milk fritters are the best!"