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Su Zixuan's face was pale, and her pretty face was full of anger. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She slapped her palm on a machine beside her, and on the surface of this machine made of steel, there was a deep concave slender palm print!

At this time, Su Zixuan was no longer in the base of the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau.

She and her First Brigade are in an abandoned factory.

This abandoned factory, located on the outskirts of Hongcheng City, is sparsely populated and remote.

In front of Su Zixuan's eyes, in a vacant lot of the factory, a large pool of blood stained the cement floor. In the bloodstains, there was a cold corpse lying down, it was the burly man who had been ordered by Su Zixuan to investigate the clues of the robbery!

Unexpectedly, just a few hours later, this burly man lost his life forever.

"Captain, old Zhang ......"

There was a person, squatting next to the burly man, and after carefully examining the injuries on the corpse, he stood up silently, walked in front of Su Zixuan, and said in a low voice.

"How? Do you know how Lao Zhang died?" asked Su Zixuan in a deep voice.

The man said: "Lao Zhang was hit in the chest with a palm, and his heart was broken and he died. Lao Zhang and that person should have moved head-on, but that person's martial arts were too high, Lao Zhang didn't survive ten moves, he was broken through the defense, and was directly killed by that person's palm. ”

"Can't make it ten moves?"

Su Zixuan's expression changed again and again, and finally, it turned into a dark cloud-like color: "Lao Zhang's martial arts are among the best in the game, and he is no less than my master of transformation, and he can't stop the enemy's ten moves...... Unless, the enemy's martial arts have reached the innate realm, there is absolutely no way to have such means!"

"The bureau has misestimated the mastermind behind this robbery, this person is not a peak master of the innate realm, but a real innate master! Immediately notify the bureau, adjust the danger level of this case to the highest level, and immediately ask the headquarters for help, requesting that the innate master be dispatched to help!"

Su Zixuan acted decisively, and as soon as she noticed that the case was different, she immediately made a series of decisions.

"Yes!"

When the man heard Su Zixuan's order, he followed the order and went to carry it out.

Su Zixuan summoned another subordinate and said, "Place Lao Zhang's body properly." Lao Zhang has sacrificed, and we are very secretive, and we will definitely take the murderer's head to pay tribute to Lao Zhang's heroic spirit!"

She glanced back at the burly man's corpse, and said in a deep voice: "Lao Zhang, don't worry, the head of the murderer, I will put it in front of you, and I will never let you die blindly, on the Huangquan Road, someone must be your companion!"

After saying this, Su Zixuan resolutely turned around and strode out of the abandoned factory.

"Captain, where are you going?" someone chased after him and asked.

"I'm going to find someone. You take Lao Zhang back first, and I'll go back by myself later. Su Zixuan said, got into a car, and after starting, the car quickly ran away.

Hongcheng City, a residential community.

Liu Yufeng hid in his hut and practiced the Yin painting with the magic of ghost control, which took a lot of energy.

But it's worth it, at least for now, Liu Yufeng can serve ghosts.

Authentic ghost control technique, once the cultivation is successful, no matter what kind of ghosts and evil spirits, can be detained and applied for themselves.

But that's something that only cultivators can do, and spells can only be considered spells if they are used with mana.

And Liu Yufeng took a trick, he linked the Yin painting with himself, urged the Yin evil qi in the Yin painting, and turned into a powerful ghost, as long as he held the Yin painting, his mind moved, and this powerful ghost could be commanded by him.

After all, Liu Yufeng is still only a mortal, he is a tricky ghost control technique, so he can only drive the powerful ghost in this yin painting, if he changes to another ghost, he will only be dumbfounded.

Moreover, after the yin evil qi in the yin painting turns into a powerful ghost, every time it is driven, it will consume the origin, and after a long time, the origin will be exhausted, and the yin painting will become ordinary paper, which is no longer valuable.

If he wants to keep the Yin painting indestructible, Liu Yufeng can only maintain it by nourishing the Yin and Evil Qi with his essence and blood every day, and he can even strengthen the Yin and Evil Qi to make the ghosts he turns into more powerful.

However, in this way, Liu Yufeng is also the same as those who chase out corpses and invite gods, which is equivalent to using vitality and lifespan to perform ghost control techniques.

If it weren't for Liu Yufeng's ability to transform medicinal essence to nourish himself at any time, he wouldn't dare to rashly use essence and blood to nourish the Yin Painting.

But in any case, Liu Yufeng held the Yin painting in his hand, and he served the ghosts, which can be regarded as a powerful means to press the bottom of the box.

After the Yin painting was rolled up, it was two feet long and the thickness of his thumb, Liu Yufeng thought about it, and found a hollow stainless steel pipe from the corner of the wall, and he didn't know when he threw it there, and stuffed the Yin painting into it, blocked the two ends, and waved it with his hand, feeling quite comfortable.

Liu Yufeng nodded with satisfaction, and secretly thought: "This is my portable weapon in the future, and then I will use a stick to beat people first, and if I can't beat him, I will release a powerful ghost to harm him." Unless the opponent is a cultivator who has practiced the Samadhi True Fire and the Five Thunder Righteous Method, even if he is a great master of the innate progression, I am not afraid at this time. ”

"Now that the ghost has just become a ghost, it can't be very powerful, but as long as I continue to nourish it with my essence blood, the power of the ghost can gradually increase, and even finally cultivate a hundred-year-old ghost general, it's not impossible. The strength of a hundred-year-old ghost general is comparable to that of a cultivator in the foundation building period, and at that time, even in the cultivation realm, I will be able to have a little foothold!"

The levels of ghosts are divided into ordinary ghosts, powerful ghosts, senior ghosts, hundred-year-old ghost generals, thousand-year-old ghost kings, thousand-year-old ghost emperors, ghost emperors, ghost honors, ghost saints, ghost gods, ghost immortals, etc.

According to the division of strength, ordinary ghosts correspond to mortals, powerful ghosts and evil spirits correspond to martial cultivators, senior powerful ghosts correspond to cultivators in the Qi refining period, and hundred-year-old ghosts will correspond to cultivators in the foundation building period.

The highest level that can be used to control ghosts is a hundred-year-old ghost general.

Further up, the more powerful ghosts are beyond the control of the third-rate spell of ghost control.

Liu Yufeng put the steel pipe aside and sat cross-legged on the bed, making up for the damage caused by the sacrificial Yin painting.

After a while, Liu Yufeng was fully refreshed and fully recovered.

When I opened my eyes, it was getting dark outside the window, and it was already evening.

Liu Yufeng jumped out of bed, stretched his waist, and then compared the steel pipe to his body, put it in his right trouser leg and tied it, so that no one could see that Liu Yufeng had such a big killer with him.

After hiding the steel pipe, Liu Yufeng opened the textbook, wrote his homework, and became a good student.

In the evening, my mother Jiang Xue cooked dinner, and after the family ate, because of such a big thing that happened today, Liu Ruilin and Jiang Xue were just ordinary people, and their spirits were a little overstimulated, so they went to bed early.

Liu Yufeng acted as if nothing happened, returned to the hut, and reviewed his homework again.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Liu Yufeng closed the book, stood up, and was about to turn off the light to sleep, when suddenly his ears moved, and he heard the sound of bangbang coming from the window.

Looking up, Liu Yufeng's face changed suddenly!