Chapter 132: Death Scene!

Not to mention the conversation between Zhang Qijin's father and daughter, Feng Wanli returned to the house and turned on the watch.

"Whoa!"

A sound of breaking the air sounded, and a blue-clothed Zi Ling was half-squatting on the desk eating instant noodles, with a cloak and a mouth full of grease...

"Huh!"

Feng Wan's color turned dark, he forced a smile, touched his nose, and said, "That... Just eat. ”

"Ah!!h

As if he had just reacted, Zi Ling screamed, and quickly removed the watch from his wrist, and the blue phantom in mid-air was fleeting.

"This little girl!"

Feng Wanli shook his head and lay directly on the bed, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Half an hour later, with the sound of a breaking air, Zi Ling, who had sorted out his clothes, appeared in mid-air, his face was flushed, and said, "Can I remind you next time you contact me?"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows and said with a dry smile: "Sorry, I didn't pay attention!"

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

Zi Ling glared at Feng Wanli, her pretty face was flushed, and she was quite angry.

"I don't know if you have the two of them, do you have the latest news from Wang Lin Nangong Ling?" Compared with Zhang Qijin, who is flamboyant, Feng Wanli still believes in Ziling, who is not big in chest and has no brains.

Ziling shook his head: "There is no news! So far, they have not had the slightest news at all!"

Feng Wanli touched his chin: "Thank you then, I'll look for you again if you have something!"

"That's it!"

Zi Ling glared at Feng Wanli fiercely, and couldn't help but say, "That's all, can you just ask online?"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "By the way, I want to ask you Zhang Qijin father and daughter, what are the three supernatural events they solved?"

"It's easy!"

Zi Ling nodded, for Interpol, this information is actually semi-public.

The number of supernatural incidents solved is actually counted in the performance of Interpol, and it also shows the strength of an Interpol.

Feng Wanli also wants to judge the specific strength of Zhang Qijin and Zhang Muwan through this.

"I sent it to your phone!

Zi Ling glared at Feng Wanli fiercely, his body flickered, and he disappeared directly into the air.

"Hungry ghost!" "Soul ghost!" "Two-headed ghost!"

Looking at the introduction of the ghosts, Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows and said secretly: "The strength of the three-headed ghost things is between the sixth and ninth levels of Qi training. ”

"In this way, the strength of Zhang Qijin's father and daughter is about the peak of qi training, and they can be regarded as the strongest powerhouses they have encountered so far. ”

Since I walked out of the Mr. Zombie movie world, most of the Interpol abilities I met along the way were about the sixth layer of qi training, that is, in the middle of qi training, and it was the first time I saw a person with peak strength like Zhang Qijin's father and daughter.

"Qi practitioners have a foundation building realm, how to divide the realm of those with extraordinary abilities?"

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli couldn't help but shake his head: "I'm an idle egg, I'm worried about it." ”

"Whoa!"

With a wave of Feng Wanli's right hand, a flame flower bone suddenly appeared on his right hand, and with the infusion of spiritual power in his body, the spark continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the petals on it were even more clearly visible, slowly rotating, and looking extremely gorgeous.

"Starfire has given me a lot more control over my spells!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a trace of essence, stretched out his left hand, and the second flame flower condensed out, which is the training that Feng Wanli uses every day to improve spell control.

At present, the flame flowers that Feng Wanli can control are three, and at most, they can't be controlled, and in the same way, the flame flowers are also the most delicate things that Feng Wanli can condense so far.

Feng Wanli believes that if he can condense more complex and delicate things one day, his control over spells will definitely increase greatly.

"Knock! knock!"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the house.

"The door is unlocked!"

Feng Wanli's hands shook slightly, and the sparks on the tips of his hands disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Hey, hey!"

Before anyone heard it, only a lewd laugh sounded.

Feng Wanli looked up, and Zhang Qijin, who was full of oil, rushed in.

"There's a seat over there, you sit!"

Seeing that this girl was about to sit on her bed, Feng Wan's color changed slightly, and she quickly stopped, and then pointed to the chair in front of her.

"Huh!"

Zhang Qijin was caught off guard: "I won't sit down, I'm sure we won't be able to rest tonight, we have to set off immediately!"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows and wondered, "What's wrong?"

"In the Bund area I am responsible for, a pen fairy has appeared!"

Zhang Qijin looked nervous: "You also know that the ghost thing is powerful, and our father and daughter will be sent to death if they go!"

"Pen Fairy?"

Feng Wanli glanced at Zhang Qijin: "Then you should know that I am not the opponent of the pen fairy!"

"I don't know about this!"

Zhang Qijin shook his head, and before the words fell, he said: "But if anyone can deal with him, it must be you!"

"What a joke!"

Feng Wanli knows how many catties and taels he has, but he will not be arrogant enough to be able to deal with the pen fairy.

Seeing Feng Wanli's refusal, Zhang Qijin's eyes rolled: "We don't need to meet the pen fairy head-on, just go to see the scene of the deceased, so as to deduce the pen fairy's ability to kill." ”

"That's it!"

Feng Wanli touched his chin, but he felt that he could break through, after all, the strength of the pen fairy was too exaggerated, it was good to check it out earlier, and it was just the scene of the deceased, but it was not impossible.

"Just the two of us?"

Walking out of the door with Zhang Qijin, Feng Wanli didn't see Zhang Muwan's figure, obviously he didn't have the idea of Zhang Muwan together.

Zhang Qijin nodded, showing helplessness: "I don't want to come out if I say anything, I'm about to be angry with her." ”

"That's right!"

Suddenly, Zhang Qijin reacted: "Does the condition you promised me before still count?"

Feng Wanli touched his nose and looked at Zhang Qijin: "It depends on how valuable what you tell me." ”

"As long as you agree to this condition, I will try to tell you anything you want to know!"

Hearing Feng Wanli say this, Zhang Qijin patted his chest and said.

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, stared at Zhang Qijin and asked, "What conditions?" ”

"You marry my daughter!"

Zhang Qijin is really persistent in "selling" his daughter, and he keeps his mouth open and sticks his daughter upside down to Feng Wanli.

Feng Wan's color turned dark, and he glanced at Zhang Qijin, really lazy to care.

Xu was displeased when he saw the wind, and Zhang Qijin said very knowingly: "This time it was a family of four in Bihu Garden, Bund District, who died at the hands of the pen fairy, and played the pen fairy at home at night and played themselves to death. ”