Xiao Liu fled from the car in a hurry, and the highway that was still thick and foggy just now became as clear as clean water. He rubbed his eyes and found that the place where the car stopped was not on the highway at all, it was a mountain road with a sharp turn, and a telephone pole next to it was written with a string of numbers in red paint. He couldn't help but panic in his heart, he had already left here just now, why did he come back to this lane in a circle. The car hit its head on the right side of the mountain, and if it was driving to the left, it would be a steep slope. He couldn't imagine what kind of abyss it would be. The beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down one by one, and he had a way to deal with the fierce and visible enemy, but he had nothing to do with such an illusion that came and went without a trace. He leaned close to the mountain, slapped himself a few times, trying to wake himself up from the hallucination, and waited for half a minute, everything was as before, only to find that Director Liao didn't know where to go. The door on the left side of the back seat of the car was clearly open, but the person was nowhere to go. He looked around carefully, but there was no sign of Director Liao. Not daring to hesitate, he ran to the street lamp on the left, hugged the stone pillar, and looked down, the tall phoenix trees on the green hills were blooming red, like fire clouds connected one by one, and the weeds on the slope had no traces of being crushed. He looked around again, and made sure that there was no figure of Director Liao, and his intuition told him that when he parked the car, Director Liao must have rolled out of the car, and the road was empty, only the woods under the slope. He abandoned the stalled car, quickly and nimbly climbed the trunk of the tree next to the running lamp, and began to search quickly down the hillside into the woods.

Liao Zhijie felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, his fingers grabbed a person's arm, and his pupils could no longer see who it was, so he could only grab a piece of driftwood like a drowning man, hugging it tightly, not daring to let go. A flash of golden light flashed, and the pressure on his neck contracted suddenly, and he almost heard the sound of his own cervical vertebrae breaking. His eyes were dark, his fingers slowly loosened, and his arms hung weakly to his sides.

"You should use the fire of the night. A very small female voice became the last sound in his consciousness, but it could no longer be returned to his head.

Gao Zhengnan clenched his right fist and swung out from the side, and a wave of blue fire spun around Liao Zhijie's body rapidly, and the black qi wrapped around Liao Zhijie's neck escaped instantly. Just now it was he who pulled out Liao Zhijie who was trapped by the fierce spirit from Xiao Liu's car, and the power of the gate of the divine realm made him feel incredible, obviously in the conference room, but as soon as he pulled the doorknob, he arrived where he wanted to go.

Hu Zishuo shook his head on the side: "Oops! this guy knows more and more things, what should I do?"

Sanwu said indifferently: "It's good that there is another soul collector." ”

Beard Shuo exclaimed, "He's a human, and no human can be a soul collector yet." ”

Sanfu looked at him and said, "Am I not?"

Hu Zishuo muttered quietly, "It's completely different." ”

"There are accidents in everything, don't you?"

The black qi obviously didn't expect that as soon as Gao Zhengnan made a move, there would be a dark night fire, he was so frightened that he fled to the side, and immediately held his breath, his body became the size of a normal person, but his head blurred into a cloud of mist, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "You actually have two divine powers at the same time?" He took a slight step forward, and then shouted: "Impossible, you can't have divine power in such a short time." Did you eat the twins?"

Gao Zhengnan felt a sadness in his heart, and he remembered the black tulip: "Who are you?"

"What does it matter who I am?" There was a hint of desolation in the dark voice of the black mist, and he pointed to Liao Zhijie who was lying on the ground with one hand and said: "A person like this, on the surface, is an honest and honest official who abides by the law, but in fact he is doing despicable and shameless deeds, such a person, shouldn't you ask who he is?"

Gao Zhengnan stared at the inhuman-like black monster in front of him and said, "On the subway, you can control people at will, but now you also control another person?"

The head formed by the condensation of the black cloud began to tremble violently, and kept making a weird hahaha sound: "You kid has good vision, I didn't expect it to be you, you seemed too ordinary at that time, if it wasn't for that girl in black for the first time, you would have been finished long ago." The second time you fell down the subway passage, you were obviously dead, and it was strange to me that someone actually saved you. It seems that the two of us are really destined!" He paused, and said stiffly on his side, "What I didn't expect was that you not only looked exactly like him, but also had what I wanted the most." God is really unfair! Hundreds of years ago, you robbed me of everything I should have, and to this day it is still you, it is you, you robbed me of my last hope——!" The black figure said as he pounced on Gao Zhengnan, his words like a sharp arrow piercing the nerve of the beard on the side.

Hu Zishuo's face is extremely ugly, if Gao Zhengnan is Hua Fang and the fierce spirit calls him brother, then this hundreds of years of haunting injustice may be Hua Fang's younger brother - Hua Xiong. Hu Zishuo's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he remembered the legend he heard when he returned from the underworld, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: "Huaxiong, your kid is just a little ghost, and you dare to call yourself the master in the underworld, it's really bold." There was another pity in his heart: "Lao Yan, you are too unreliable, you are also an old person, how can you let such a small role stir up the underworld!"

Gao Zhengnan turned his body to the side, black gas slid past him, he quickly grabbed one of the other party's hands with his right hand, this time it was no longer docking with the air, he touched a hard object like an ice edge, his right hand emitted a faint blue fire, burning the black mist-like fierce spirit squeaked, like the sound of broken glass slag stepping on the soles of his feet, very infiltrating. The black gas wanted to fight back with all his might, turning his body into mist, and wanted to surround Gao Zhengnan, but the black gas held by the other party's hand could not be withdrawn, like a cage in shackles, burning black gas like a flame. The air was filled with the smell of rancidity, like an old sea fish placed in a gloomy cellar mixed with thousands of sinister reasons. Gao Zhengnan held his breath, the strength in his hand gradually strengthened, and at this moment, the shape of the black qi suddenly appeared as if he was kneeling on the ground, and a clear face appeared.

"Brother. The black voice was crisp, and his face was as pale as death.

This call made Gao Zhengnan tremble all over, and the face of the person who fell to the ground was so familiar once upon a time, as if he had seen it somewhere. His call made Gao Zhengnan have a natural sense of closeness, as if he was really the blood and blood of this young face.

"Brother, save me!" the fierce spirit showed its true face, and a tear almost welled up in its eyes. Gao Zhengnan's right hand was almost loose. Sanwang didn't know when he appeared beside him, a spell was recited, the blue light in her right hand shrouded the body of the fierce spirit, not even a trace of gaps, her left hand crossed the golden light, slowly unfolded, and a white pebble lay in the center of her palm. The fierce spirit smelled the aura of danger, and rushed away from Gao Zhengnan's loose right hand with all his strength, but it was unable to break through the power of the Law Realm of the Three Forgets. The white pebbles are gradually softened by the golden light. Seeing that something was wrong, the fierce spirit slammed into the blue cage everywhere, the surface of the ground was as hard as a diamond, and there was no door, and the light of the night seemed cold, but to the ghost, it was like a fire. Sanwang threw his left hand in the direction of the evil spirit, turned into fine sand, melted into the dark night light, and fell on the fierce spirit.