I was slightly stunned, and then the lightning flashed in my mind, the only thing I could have with it and need to clarify was the fact that the traitors in the Inquisition Office colluded with the Snow Ghost to raid Jinpen Township.

"I don't know about the Snow Spirit's attack on Jinpen Township, it was done by the evil spirits in collusion with some Snow Spirits." Sure enough, the boy said.

I don't say anything, this kind of thing, black and white is all its decision, there is no truth.

Seeing that I was silent, the young man said, "Don't believe me? ”

Again: "If I had done it, Jinpen Township would have been in ruins a long time ago." ”

"Do you know who the mastermind is?" I asked, it's true, the last raid was only six snow ghosts, if it was to attack, it would definitely not be something we could easily deal with.

"I don't know yet, if you do, please let me know." The young man said, paused and said: "The main envoy who sent Xue Ling to the south has been cleaned up by me." ”

He threw a glance at the windshield of the car.

Only then did I notice that there was a decorative crystal ball placed under the windshield, which was wrapped in black flames, and a white phantom was constantly writhing in the flames, clinging to the glass ball from time to time, revealing an extremely painful and twisted grimace.

My scalp was tingling, this is an ice flame, born in the northern plains, extremely cold, according to the slightest overflow, enough to freeze a lake into a frozen lake.

The snow spirit is in the ice flame, constantly invaded by the power of extreme cold, and at the same time, as a snow spirit, the soul will not be tortured.

In other words, it has imprisoned eternal life in it, tormented by the power of extreme cold, and death has become a luxury.

Every minute and every second of it is endless pain and suffering.

I'm speechless, this is the true nature of the ghost king, the young man is just a pair of skins to him.

"Are you friend or foe with the evil spirit?" I asked again.

It has obviously been in the Yuan family for a long time, and it should be aware of the matter of the seizure by the evil spirits, after all, it is a spirit clan, and its sense of the spirit body is much stronger than that of people.

"Heh" the boy smiled and said, "I hate them." ”

"But you allow them to exist, such as the Yuan family." I looked at it.

"I hate them, but that doesn't mean I'm going to be their enemy." The boy said very seriously.

"What are you doing in the Yuan family?" I asked.

Since it is willing to speak, it is the most idle and idle, and it is a little bit to be able to set out a little information.

"If I'm experiencing life, would you believe it?" Juvenile Road.

I frowned slightly, the dignified ghost king ran to Yuan's house to experience life, at first glance it sounded a little unbelievable, but this is also a kind of cultivation into the world, and the cultivation is a state of mind.

This point is reflected in the monk Mingyuan more clearly, as a monk, he does not practice in the temple, but runs to the world to wander the wreckage, and wine and meat are not taboo.

If this is the case, its strength is most likely above itself. The cultivation of the state of mind will not be touched until at least in the Shenqiao realm, and it will have an impact.

I became alert, secretly hooked the Nine Star Wheel, and was on guard.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while, and the smile on the young man's face slowly faded, staring at me, and in the depths of his bright eyes, there was an inexplicable momentum.

Naturally, I won't retreat, it's tempting, and if I retreat, it will be ominous.

His gaze was on Mai Mang in mid-air, as if a spark had stirred up.

At this time, I caught a glimpse of the young man's foot on the accelerator, never letting go, in front of him was a sharp turn, rushing out, below is a cliff of dozens of feet.

If you fall directly, you will be injured if you don't die.

The young man, on the other hand, did not have any intention of reducing or turning the steering wheel.

The inside of the "buzzing ......" carriage was as silent as an ice coffin for a while, and only the motive made a dull hum.

At this moment, it is as if someone can feel our breath, and two powerful breaths are entangled, and this car will be torn apart alive at any time, only the hands are missing.

None of us looked back at the cliff, and the car got closer and closer.

This is a contest of will and strength, without hands, but it is better than hands.

At the last moment, the car was less than eight meters away from the cliff, and the boy slammed the steering wheel, and the car drifted sideways, half of the body directly out of the cliff, thrilling enough to make the best stunt drivers scream.

Then, the car made a perfect arc and turned around a sharp corner.

The smile regained on the boy's face, "Oh, no wonder the succubus is very fond of you. ”

"You know her?" I asked.

"We've met a few times, and she's looking for something." Juvenile Road.

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