Burdened with this filthy shame, after the difficult struggle of the mind and body, although the heart is haggard and has no love, Mu Zhaoling finally walked out of this little haze of life. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Kicking the dead mouse in front of him with one kick, Mu Zhaoling's face was gloomy and terrifying, and his body exuded an aura of despair and darkness, as if he had crawled out of the abyss and cursed the demons in the world.

[Black Mission: Raging Desire!]

[Description: Collect seven pans and use them as an opportunity to hang them on the signboard of the Lingmeng Office with the serial number G-C2375.] 】

[Addendum: Limited time tonight.] 】

Desire and filth merged, and the black turbidity slowly gathered into a black piece of paper hanging in the air, and then began to fall to the ground.

Mu Zhaoling made a knife with his hand, and quickly slashed at the black paper, and with a slight touch, the black paper instantly turned into wisps of black gas wrapped around his hand, wrapped in black gas, this god looked like an evil god at this moment.

Since the system upgrade,Tasks are released in the form of paper simulation,Although the timeliness is not as good as the previous version,But the user experience is much better,There will be no sudden disturbance of sleep,There will be no bunch of reward prompts for completing tasks,And a variety of simulation methods are also eye-opening。

Of course, the well-informed gods will not care about this 'special effect', and the scene of spells flying in the sky is a thousand times more shocking.

As soon as his mind moved, the hair growth effect of 'Green Silk Wrapping Sorrow' was activated! I saw that Mu Zhaoling's hair began to grow irregularly, and after a while, his upper body was completely shrouded in black hair.

He wasn't in the mood to go back and change his clothes now, so he simply used his hair instead of a mask as a disguise, although it was the first time he did this, and it looked weird and scary, but the actual hiding effect was very good, and even if he was seen, he could pretend to be a monster and fool the past.

The previous frustration lasted for a long time, the time had already passed midnight, and now he couldn't take care of Hua Ning, Mu Zhaoling's body moved, jumped onto the roof along the rough wall of the alley, and then turned into a black shadow and swept into the distance.

His crime has been discovered by someone with a heart, and this time it was done to the head of the Spirit League, and it is almost certain that the Spirit League will definitely look for him after this time, so it is necessary to expand the scope of the crime as much as possible, so that the chance of being locked will be much smaller.

Safety comes first in everything we do.

Among the Spiritualists, the ace can be regarded as a super combat power. In the world, the number of ace psychics is not small, but once it is divided, it seems rare.

In this place of Bauhinia City, there are only five trump cards on the bright side, of which Qin Yue and Fang Yi account for two.

Ace spiritualists are not cultivated by exhausting resources, even in spiritual families, there are often cases where descendants have no spiritual qualifications, and under the legend, their lifespan is only longer than that of ordinary people, so the average spiritual family will not have any ace masters who have been hidden for many years.

Baldness, beer belly, fat ...... These traces of the passage of time cannot be escaped even by a spiritual magician, and when they are older, unless their cultivation method is unique, their cultivation will decline. Coupled with the particularity of spirituality, if a spiritualist does not make a breakthrough in his youth and prime of life, he will have no possibility of further progress when he is old.

Although he has special powers, he still can't avoid the laws of human life, this is a spiritual magician, who is beyond ordinary people, but still mortal.

The higher the level of the spiritual magician, the more difficult it is to break through, and the number of its people is also reduced in geometric proportions, if it is one in a hundred to break through from the beginner to the intermediate, then it is one in a thousand from the advanced to the ace.

Therefore, in this place of Bauhinia City, there is not a large number of hidden ace psychics, but there are a lot of hidden under the trump card.

Mu Zhaoling's current skills are comparable to that of a high-level spiritual magician, coupled with his god-level hiding skills, as long as his luck is not bad and the trump card is not out, few people can catch him.

After skillfully following the seventh pans from the balcony of someone else's house, Mu Zhaoling jumped to the hidden place of a tall building and sat down.

The wind blowing in the high-rise buildings at night was very cool, and as soon as the wind blew, the hair on his head fluttered up, Mu Zhaoling brushed away the hair covering his eyes with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand - there are more than ten offices in Bauhinia City alone, and he doesn't know where the Lingmeng office with the serial number G-C2375 is.

As the grassroots organization of the Soul League, there are a large number of firms, and the serial number is for the convenience of records. And for the sake of convenience, there is usually a name, which is a name similar to XXX firm with obvious regional characteristics.

"Lily of the Valley Office ......"

The light of the screen reflected in Mu Zhaoling's eyes, and from the map, this office is located in the center of the school district, and according to the map, the office is near the Bauhinia City No. 1 Spiritual Middle School.

"The name of the good soil... Alas..."Mu Zhaoling sighed as he muttered, he had just run away for so long, and the impact of the incident in the alley had faded a lot, and he was just so tired and wanted to kill Qin Yue now......

After a little more wind, he jumped from the tall building, black hair wrapped around his body, making his figure look only darker than the night, because it was moving quickly, some of the hair was still fluttering in the wind, and the whole person was like using the night as a paper and drawing traces with an ink pen.

Lily of the valley office.

This is a very ordinary-looking three-story building, with no features, and there are signs at the door with the words "Lingmeng Office", "Lily of the Valley Office" and "Lingyou Volunteer Management Office".

It's already past three o'clock in the evening, and the lights are still on in the office, and in order to ensure attendance, some of the spiritualists in the Lingmeng office work all night.

Mu Zhaoling hid in the shadow of the building not far away, and his task was to hang the seven soft pans in his pocket on the sign of the office, at this time no one would come out to hang out, the only problem was how to avoid the cameras.

There are two at the door, and there are three on the side of the road - Mu Zhaoling looked back and forth a few times and found that these five cameras, the two at the door should be inside the office, the direction of the cameras is facing the door, and the three on the side of the road are monitoring the road conditions.

After simulating the monitoring range of these five cameras in his mind, Mu Zhaoling pulled a few weeds from the green belt next to him, and then tied the seven pans together in turn with weeds, and then stacked them together in a regular manner.

The monitoring range of these five cameras overlaps and staggered, and it is impossible to avoid all of them, so Mu Zhaoling has to use some means.

Tearing off a piece of cloth directly from the clothes he was wearing, Mu Zhaoling quickly rushed towards the street lamp on the side of the road, jumped lightly, jumped more than five meters high, and then covered the camera with the cloth.

With a twist of his body and a little tip on the street lamp, Mu Zhaoling flew towards the corner of the wall beside the road like an arrow from a string, avoiding the sight of other cameras, he went around to the door of the office, violently removed the camera with the signboard, and then quickly hung the folded thing on the signboard.

Black aura erupted from him, converging into a black sheet of paper above his head, and then suddenly shattered.

Mission accomplished!

Taking back the cloth hanging on the street lamp camera, Mu Zhaoling maintained an indifferent expression from beginning to end, such a thing that is extremely boring for a god like him, if it is not helpless, it is better to listen to Hua Ning's story and waste time.

"Ah, it's annoying. ”

Jumping between floors, Mu Zhaoling pulled his hair irritably, his mood was really bad, he didn't go to Hua Ning tonight, it was not good that the little girl would not be able to sleep and think about some messy things, but now he wants to destroy the world.

Moreover, hanging pans on the signboard of the Lingmeng office, I think I know that I am asking for trouble, and there is no boundary in this hard life.

-- It's really hard for a god to live.