About half an hour later, more than a dozen people in protective suits walked out of the manor.

There were two people carrying stretchers with corpses wrapped in protective suits.

One of them said in a loud voice, "Boss, didn't you come here to press the scene, and I also recognized the clean-up scene later!" Why do you have to burn this corpse, just burn it all, save it from being disposed of! ”

Even though the man's voice had changed, he was still heard with a sense of familiarity, "Why does your voice sound so indebted!" Do we know each other? ”

"Friend, your voice is familiar too!"

……

The mission that Ye Die'er promulgated on the dark web was originally to gain momentum, the danger factor is not high, and the reward is low, and the people who are willing to come are basically people near the low realm.

The Demon Capital itself is not big, and it is too normal for casual cultivators to know each other.

Several people were talking nonsense, faintly revealing the other party's identity, Ye Die'er turned into a rough male voice, and hurriedly spoke, "How did you explain the task?" Don't ask where you came from, don't find out, just do things, do you still want a salary? ”

As soon as the words fell, a breath far beyond the Feng Chu Realm erupted.

Suddenly, the audience was silent, except for the sound of whining wind.

The cultivation world has always been the law of the jungle. In the same class, whoever has a higher cultivation level will have more right to speak.

Ye Die'er shocked the audience, coughed coldly, "Move the body to the car, and then dissolve it on the spot." Report the account number to me in the evening, and I will issue them one by one after checking! ”

"Okay boss!"

"If there is a similar job in the future, feel free to contact us!"

……

The gold lord who suppressed his strength spoke, and everyone fled one after another.

After confirming that the body was in the trunk, Ye Die'er got into the black van and left leisurely.

Halfway through, Ye Dieer ripped off her protective clothing and revealed her true face.

The phoenix eyes are expressive, the eyebrows are like willow leaves, a drop of green water beads on the forehead, a touch of red lips, a little black mole on the upper right, the green silk is coiled, and the exposed hair tips are red.

The most eye-catching thing is not her appearance, but her temperament - introverted, quiet and gentle, and bookish, revealing the classical beauty of the Orient.

It didn't take long for the van to come upon you.

The old ghost who was driving looked stunned, and quickly turned around and concentrated on driving.

Hu Xiaoluo, who was in the back seat, saw the old ghost's abnormality, and also turned his head, but only saw the back of the van, and was puzzled, "Uncle Liu, what's wrong?" ”

The old ghost didn't know why he was attracted by Ye Die'er, he faced forward, grinning half-jokingly, "Old man, you naturally have to look twice when you see a beautiful woman!" ”

Yu Guang found from the rearview mirror that Hu Xiaoluo's brows were tightly locked, and the old ghost spoke again to comfort, "Don't worry, miss, good people don't live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years, Zhang Yun's kid is not a good person at first glance, I bet he can't die!" ”

Hu Xiaoluo held his mobile phone tightly and said absent-mindedly, "It's really not a good person!" ”

The screen shows that the number with the remark "Zhang Xiaothief" has been dialed sixty-one times in a row.

About a quarter of an hour later, the two returned to the manor again.

The old ghost took the lead in climbing over the wall, and after a few minutes, he returned to the door, "Miss, someone has cleaned it and removed the breath, and there is no discovery for the time being, and there is no danger." ”

Hu Xiaoluo chuckled in his heart and rushed into the manor quickly.

There was a mess in front of him, the ground was full of potholes, the villa had turned into a gray-black hill, the grass and trees were either charred or withered, the rockery almost no longer existed, and the lake was muddy and smelled fishy.

She reached out and touched the sand that had turned into a glass texture, and her mood sank to the bottom, "The villa melted, and the sand turned into glass, all caused by the terrible heat." If it can cause damage on such a scale, then the other party's cultivation ......"

Hu Xiaoluo wandered around the manor, hoping to find Zhang Yun, and the more he got to the back, the paler his face became.

After a long time, the voice of the old ghost came, "Miss, there is a new discovery!" ”

The old ghost beckons in front of the ruins of the villa.

At the edge of the rockery, a cluster of flames burns.

Under the high temperature, the rockery had melted to one side, and the old ghost picked up the stone, revealing a pool of blood. The source of the flames was this bloodstain, and strangely, the bloodstains were intact, and the flames seemed to come out of thin air.

"This is fire-attribute spiritual power?"

Hu Xiaoluo hurriedly left the manor, and when he came back, he wore a pair of glasses.

The deliberately crafted glasses are covered in runes, and from the outside, the lenses are blurry, resembling a quartz texture. With this special pair of glasses, it is possible to see the flow of aura.

In the eyes of those who wear glasses, the tone of the world is black and white, and wisps of pale blue air waft in the air, and there is also a small amount of qi between the mountains, rocks, grass and trees. The flames in front of him were red, and the light blue aura around them continued to pour into them, maintaining the flames.

Hu Xiaoluo exclaimed, "Pure fire element! ”

In her cognition, only a monk with a special physique, or a qi refiner who has mastered a certain spell, or a Qin state of mind can control the pure element. Of these three, none of them should be underestimated.

When he encountered such a strong enemy one by one, Zhang Yun was more than lucky!

Thinking of this, Hu Xiaoluo blamed himself and felt haggard.

The old ghost stretched out his hand to stabilize Hu Xiaoluo, "Miss, in my opinion, Zhang Yun should still be alive!" According to our previous investigation, that Mr. Jiang does not seem to have the habit of cleaning up the scene. It's likely that Zhang Yun or a third-party person is dealing with the traces of the battle, and the person who is dealing with it is very amateurish, or just wants to erase something. ”

When he was young, the old ghost also traveled around the place, living a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and had a natural intuition for fighting and fighting scenes.

Hu Xiaoluo tried to calm his breathing, forcibly suppressed his negative emotions, hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed the familiar number that was not in the address book, "Sister, there are suspected traces of monk battles in the suburbs of JD, and I have already sent you the location." Here's how it works...... Let me know if you find anything as soon as you find it...... Well, I'm fine, I know my sister......"

At this moment, she had no choice but to ask for help again.

This time, the other side agreed, just because of the word "fire element".

The old ghost looked at Hu Xiaoluo, who spoke briskly, and sighed softly.

He has followed Hu Xiaoluo for many years and almost watched her grow up. This child is weak on the outside, but strong on the inside, but unfortunately he has no cultivation qualifications, and there are too many twists and turns along the way.

The edge of the ring within the CN area.

The gray van drove leisurely, Zhang Jingtao looked at the bleeding Zhang Yun, his brows furrowed slightly, "Boss, you don't matter, right?" ”

Zhang Yun, who had just woken up, gritted his teeth and responded, "It doesn't matter, it will be fine after a while." ”

He stared at the wound on his body and sighed silently.

Using the power that didn't belong to him in the first place would leave sequelae. It was as if he had overdrawn the energy in his body, and now his recovery ability was greatly attenuated, almost no different from ordinary people.

After a while, the van stopped in the parking lot opposite the "Dieyun Beauty Museum".

"Fatty, can this phone be repaired?"

Zhang Jingtao, who had just turned off the car and parked the car, took the mobile phone with a broken screen and a bent body, and looked embarrassed, "Boss, this is a bit difficult!" That's it, you put me here first, I'll go back and try again, if it doesn't work, I'll give you a new one! ”

"Okay, I'll transfer your money then!"

"Boss, you're too polite. The marrow has been sold for a lot of money, and I made a small profit, so I don't want to go, so I will compensate you! And last ......"

Zhang Jingtao said a lot, just to let Zhang Yun not be polite.

Finally, when he heard Zhang Yun's "thank you", he gave up.

"By the way, how did you find me?"

"This ......"

After a while, Zhang Jingtao touched his head, and hesitated to speak, "You better wait for Sister Ye to come back and ask her." Boss, I don't know anything, it's all made by Sister Ye! ”

As he was talking, Zhang Jingtao hurriedly got out of the car and threw the car keys to Zhang Yun, "Boss, I'll leave first, there are still potato chips in the house, and if you eat late, it won't be crispy, and you can't waste it." By the way, next time I have a chance to introduce you to a friend! ”

Zhang Yun took the key, a little confused.

The front desk of the Dieyun Beauty Museum.

Du Sisi just wanted to get up to greet the guests, but when he saw Zhang Yun's appearance clearly, his face turned pale with fright, "Yun, Brother Yun, you, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhang Yun, who had experienced the war, was dressed in rags, and his body was stained with blood except for wounds. So he temporarily wore a protective suit in the car, but the wound on his face was still not covered.

Zhang Yun also realized that his appearance was weird, and quickly explained, "I accidentally fell into a ditch when I was riding a bicycle just now, and I couldn't wear my clothes, so I had to put this on." Your boss picked me up, I should be back soon! ”

Du Sisi hurriedly stepped forward, "Brother Yun, your injuries are not serious, I'll take you to the hospital!" ”

"No, it's out of the way!"

Zhang Yun raised his hand to stop it, "It's a skin injury, I'll just apply some medicine myself!" When the boss comes back, you'll say I'm upstairs! ”

Du Sisi nodded, worried and curious as he watched Zhang Yun go upstairs.

In her mind, the boss's half-brother is a very strange person. Zhang Yun's every appearance surprised her, and he had an aura that he shouldn't have at his age, and he was slightly out of touch with his surroundings.

Sensing his gaze, Zhang Yun, who was walking up the steps, suddenly turned his head, "Sisi, what's wrong with you?" ”

"No, it's fine!"

Du Sisi blushed and bowed his head.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Yun turned around and continued to go upstairs, skillfully entered the password, and pushed the door in.

The furnishings in the room are antique and simple.

The room was airtight, and the smell of medicine filled it. On the top is a rare illuminated pearl, the light is bright and not dazzling, in the center is a three-legged bronze tripod, on both sides are shelves with bottles and cans.

Zhang Yun took off his protective clothing and exposed his upper body.

On the chest are patches of bloody red spots, accompanied by a slight smell of flesh. These are the marks left by the burning of the fire sparrow at that time, and the skin and flesh were broken on the road.

Even now, the burning sensation continues.

The remnants of the fire elemental had been eating away at his body.

This is a very strange injury, obviously the burning sensation at the wound is extremely strong, as if there is a crack fire, but the slightest range outside the body is not perceptible, and the high temperature seems to be only aimed at flesh and blood.

The blackness in other places was caused by the accumulation of Zhang Yun's spiritual power, which was used to suppress the spread of the fire element.

He walked to the side shelf, took out a jade porcelain bottle labeled "Rejuvenation Pill" from it, poured out the pill and swallowed it directly, and then sat cross-legged on the futon and meditated.

In the middle of the night, the power of the medicine spreads and spreads around the wound.

The burn slowly crusts over.

However, the wound quickly recurred, the fire element roasted the flesh and blood, and Zhang Yun sweated on his forehead in pain, holding on to the floor and panting heavily.

Zhang Yun, who did not give up, swallowed several pills in a row.

……

The wound jumped left and right between healing and recurrence, and Zhang Yun gritted his teeth and carried it.