The outcome of the matter was completely unexpected, and the successive actions were basically ineffective, allowing the black-robed man to escape. At present, although two of their strongholds have been destroyed, who knows how many more they still have? What are the two strongholds to the black robe? What is the result of the action?

The members of the Black Robe are insidious and cunning, and special means must be used to successfully defeat them. Routine operations like this have lost their effectiveness, let alone capture members and eradicate them.

"It's snowing!" I don't know who shouted.

A sparkling snowflake falls on the cheeks, and a hint of coolness quickly melts into the skin before disappearing. Immediately afterwards, more and more snowflakes fell and fell on everyone's heads and bodies. It is getting bigger and bigger, the color is more snow-white, the shape is more intuitive, and the goose feathers and cotton wool are no longer comparable. In a short time, it will be a world of snow.

The snow obscures the view of the people, obscures the original traces, and paints everything its color with its body. Within its envelope, it is the master, it is the embodiment of all things under heaven.

"This weather!" Zhu Hongyuan didn't have the heart to enjoy the snow scene, he had been searching for the whereabouts of the black-robed man until it snowed.

"Team Zhu, what should we do now?" Everyone gathered together to ask for Zhu Hongyuan's opinion.

"Long Yang, look?" Zhu Hongyuan was asking Long Yang. This operation was planned by Long Yang in advance, and he wanted to ask Long Yang if there were any follow-up methods and measures.

"Withdraw first!" With such a heavy snowfall, it was no longer possible to continue to trace the traces of the black-robed man. There are so many people who can't all stay here and search without clues.

"What about you?" Zhu Hongyuan heard another meaning from Long Yang's words.

"In this way, you take them back to the Fangcun Town Police Station first. Wait for me for three days, and if I don't go back in three days, you can go back to the city first. I'll get back to you if there's any news, don't worry. Long Yang was unwilling to let the failed operation repeat itself, let alone delay so many police forces because of him. This place is also under the jurisdiction of Fangcun Town, and the distance back to the police station is the closest. Besides, they tracked here on foot, and even if there was a car parked far away, they couldn't drive in such weather conditions, so it was best to go back to the police station first.

"I'll wait for you for three days, be careful!" Zhu Hongyuan patted Long Yang's shoulder, squeezed it hard, and signaled Long Yang to take care of himself. He wasn't worried about Long Yang's strength and ability, but he still had to give it advice.

"Let's go!" Zhu Hongyuan said to the people around him.

"Take care!"

"Take care!" 、、、、、、

When the acquaintances of Long Yang passed by Long Yang's side, they invariably patted him the shoulder. Long Yang's every solo action was full of danger, and they knew it.

There is only one exception, she doesn't have any words or actions when she passes by Long Yang's side, she is every day. But when she moved away from Long Yang, she turned her head and looked at where Long Yang was standing, her eyes full of worry and worry. "Villain, you have to come back safely, I'll wait for you!"

Long Yang seemed to understand the meaning of Tiantian, and nodded at Tiantian in the distance. But I don't know if Tian Tian understood what Long Yang meant, she turned around and left with everyone.

There was not a hint of wind around, only snowflakes that kept falling. Long Yang was still watching the direction in which everyone left, looking at the strings of deep footprints that stretched into the distance, turning from deep to shallow.

Heavy snow can hide everything, but it can also leave a mark and remember it.

Long Yang has received strict training from Jin Shan since he was a child, and coupled with school learning, this environment will not stump him. At that time, Long Yang and Jin Shan went to the southeast peak to investigate the cause of Zhou Lan's death, and they braved the wind and snow to look for suspicious traces in the snow. Although the specific cause of Zhou Lan's death has not been found, Long Yang has already begun to learn how to deal with the harsh environment and the skills of searching for traces in the snow.

Adopting a special approach in a specific environment is what Jin Shan taught him.

Of course, the situation at this time was different from that time, Long Yang didn't know which direction the black-robed man was fleeing and where to hide. The surrounding area has been searched, but no tunnel exits or traces of the black-robed man have been found. Coupled with the cover of heavy snow, Long Yang alone had no way to search.

At this time, Long Yang spread out his palm, and the things in his hand looked particularly eye-catching in the white world.

A few strands of blood-red silk!

Soul Silk!

And it's a beating soul silk, a soul silk that beats independently in Long Yang's hands!

When Long Yang broke the control of the soul silk in the bunker, he grabbed a few strands in his hand and never let go. When the group left, Long Yang released them.

Long Yang was suddenly attacked while in the car, wrapped in blood-red soul filaments, and they tried in vain to seep into his skin and control his body and soul. Long Yang originally thought that the soul silk was controlled by the black-robed people, but who would have expected that they would be able to move independently.

These strands of soul silk jumped in Long Yang's palm, like a few blood-red filarial worms, constantly attacking the skin on Long Yang's palm, in a vain attempt to penetrate into it.

Long Yang's two hands were fused with two holy relics, extremely hard and extremely high in defense, how could a few small strands of soul silk succeed. Besides, in the bunker, he also relied on this palm to tear off the soul thread.

Looking at the lively soul silk in his hand, Long Yang seemed to have something to think about. He immediately closed his eyes and fell silent.

Got it! Long Yang had a long-lost smile on his face, and his frowning eyebrows gradually expanded.

As expected!

Since you can communicate with the soul, why can't you connect with the soul thread!

The soul is a spiritual product of man, and it can be embodied as a visible spiritual body. The soul silk is also extracted from the human body, and it has something in common with the soul. It can also be said that it is the silk thread of the soul, the product of the condensation of the soul.

The initial success, Long Yang is very happy. Since he can establish a connection with the soul silk, why worry about not finding the whereabouts of the black-robed man?

Long Yang simply sat down, clenched his palms, and continued to contact the soul silk in order to get communication.

The snow was even bigger, and after a while, Long Yang was covered with snowflakes and turned into a snowman.

But at this time, Long Yang was nervously communicating with the soul silk, and he was unaware of the changes in the outside world.

Ancient Soul once said that the blood-red soul silk was evil and difficult to control. When Long Yang officially communicated with him, he really realized what the ancient soul said.

"Who are you! You even contacted me! A deformed ghost roared at Long Yang, a bloodthirsty, evil emotion rushing towards Long Yang.

"Who am I? Haha, I'm the one who saved you! Long Yang said with a relaxed smile.

"Why did you control me?" When the ghost heard Long Yang's answer, he suppressed the urge to devour Long Yang, and even asked Long Yang again.

"If I let go, would you still exist?" When Long Yang broke the soul silk, except for a few strands in his hand, all the other soul threads dissipated and failed to survive in the world.

Hearing Long Yang's words, the originally terrifying and eerie ghost actually showed a look of fear.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the black-robed man, I may have a way to keep you alive, maybe you can be restored." Long Yang continued.

"Really?" The ghost changed his expression again, with both hope and doubt, and moved closer to Long Yang, and then withdrew a little.

"If I can establish contact with you, how can I not save you." Seeing that the ghost was shaken, Long Yang immediately affirmed what he said.

"Most of my souls are gone, and I only have fragmentary memories. In this memory, I was stripped of my body by the abominable humans and turned into their tool, and you are a human being! The ghost's expression was furious, and his eyes were filled with endless hatred. It stared at Long Yang viciously, but it didn't dare to make a move.

Because he knew that what Long Yang just said was the truth, and without Long Yang's control, he would have already dissipated. Because there is hatred in his heart, he wants revenge, and he wants to remain in the world. He has a reason to keep himself alive, he wants to figure everything out, it's his obsession. "I don't remember the black-robed man you mentioned. But I'm in contact with some people, and I can help you find them, is that a quid pro quo? After thinking about it, the ghost proposed conditions to Long Yang.

"Count!" Some of the people the ghost said were definitely black-robed people, and Long Yang was sure of it.

"But you have to let me know what you're capable of, let me regain my abilities! Otherwise, I'd rather dissipate than take you to them. "In the ghost's remaining memory, he lost his life because he was deceived and became what he is now. He doesn't trust others easily unless he feels it.

"Okay, I'll let you feel it." Long Yang was full of confidence and took the ghost to a place that belonged to his world.

"This?! 、、、" The ghost's deformed face was full of excitement, and its mouth was almost cracked wide open. He was amazed at how comfortable this place could be. He was excited, and the energy here allowed his body to recover, and it was immediate. The blood-red energy was so abundant that it floated around like a cloud, making the ghosts forget.

With blood-red soul silk and blood-red energy, Long Yang thought at that time that his blood realm would definitely be able to help this ghost. Moreover, both the dog baby and the ancient soul have said that this place is suitable for ghosts to live in, and their soul bodies can be continuously expanded. In this case, Soul Silk will not be an exception.

"Well, as long as you can take me to find them, I won't break my word." Long Yang looked at the ghost and said that he would not deceive him.

"I believe in you!" The ghost came to Long Yang and lowered his head to show his obedience to Long Yang's orders.

"Boom!" There was a sound in the empty white world, and a white snowdrift suddenly collapsed, and a figure leaped out of it.

The snow is so big!

During the time of communication with the soul silk, Long Yang was buried deep under the snowdrift. The surrounding trees, grass, mounds, etc., etc., can no longer be seen as before, and the surroundings are snow-white.

Long Yang spread out his palms again, and those strands of soul silk were actually entwined with each other, gradually twisting into a strand. This is the benefit of its blood energy, it will slowly grow and the ghost will be restored.

Long Yang waited until it completely turned into a strand, and then moved in one direction, which was the direction sensed by the ghost.

The snow keeps falling!

In this white world, there is a person who is walking firmly, towards his goal, towards his ideal!