Chapter Twenty-Five: The Disappearance of the Supernatural

The chilly night breeze blew slightly, but on the streets of central Qinghai, the lively and noisy atmosphere was incompatible with the quiet night.

Downstairs in one building, police cars blocked the doorway, and there were even a few black armored vehicles parked there.

Columns of police officers dressed in body armor and pistols in their hands cautiously infiltrated the building.

Behind this, several teams of Flying Tigers armed with QBZ95s, some even AK47s, crouched neatly on both sides of the staircase, quickly following the police officers above to sneak into the building.

Cheng Ling was running at the front at this time, she was also wearing body armor, but she was holding a silver pistol in her hand.

A large group of policemen did not make much noise when they went up the stairs, and in a short time they came to the iron gate leading to the roof.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Cheng Ling put his finger to his mouth.

“123!!!”

When he silently recited 3, Cheng Ling took the lead in opening the iron door, rolled out of the door, and then immediately stood up straight on his knees, and the silver pistol in his hand was quickly raised.

A large group of police officers followed and swarmed behind, raising their guns and aiming them in front of them.

At this time, Chen Haoran struggled to prop up his body, and when his spiritual sense was perceived, he immediately conjured a silver hideous mask covering his face.

As soon as they put on their masks, Cheng Ling and the others kicked open the iron door and poured in, aiming their guns at themselves.

"Turn around!"

Cheng Ling raised his pistol and stared at Chen Haoran, who was facing away from them, and shouted loudly.

"Can't you hear me? I told you to turn around!"

Cheng Ling, Cheng Ling looked at the tall back a little nervously, and shouted again.

After speaking, Chen Haoran on the other side slowly turned around under the nervous gaze of the police.

Sizzle!

Everyone gasped, only to see that the tall man was covered in blood, with several bloody and terrifying wounds on his body, and the tattered black robe was stained with dark red blood.

Chen Haoran turned his head and looked at the nervous policemen in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little big.

Of course he can't hurt these people, but how can he get out?

When Cheng Ling looked at the man's cold eyes, her whole body suddenly felt a chill, and she saw that the eyes under the silver mask were full of blood red, which was very terrifying.

"Officer, look, there seems to be blood on the building opposite!"

A police officer with sharp eyes spotted a large pool of blood on the roof of the opposite building before the war.

Cheng Ling smelled the smell of blood, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

"Who the hell are you?"

"No comment. ”

A hoarse, cold voice came from under the mask, making people shudder.

After Chen Haoran finished speaking, his figure suddenly flashed to the edge of the roof.

"Don't get excited! we can talk about it, we don't need to kill ourselves like this!"

Cheng Ling was anxious when he saw that the man opposite suddenly jumped to the edge, thinking that this man wanted to jump down.

Chen Haoran glanced at Cheng Ling lightly, and then fell straight down in the face of those sluggish policemen.

"Damn!"

Cheng Ling immediately rushed forward, lying on it and looking downstairs, only to find that the man who jumped down earlier had already disappeared.

Those policemen also stepped forward to look down, and when they found that the man who jumped off the building was missing, they all showed frightened looks.

They had witnessed the bloodstained man jumping down, and now the ground downstairs was not a corpse, not even a pool of blood had been found, could it be that the world had evaporated?

Looking at the panicked people on the roof of the building in the night sky, Chen Haoran removed his mask, smiled tiredly, and then turned to blend into the dark night.

At this time, the blue of Chen Haoran's residence stood by the window for more than an hour, and when he saw the flames gushing out after the dark red sphere enchantment was shattered, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Wei Lan turned around and walked out, but stopped when he passed Chen Haoran's room.

I wonder what that bastard is doing now?

Azure gently tried to open the door.

Huh? Locked?

Azure thought a little confused.

Groov!

Hearing a slight noise in the living room, Azure couldn't help but be vigilant, and immediately pulled out the ice-blue short knife and came out, and then slowly touched the living room

At this time, Chen Haoran walked to the living room of his house covered in blood, looking at the second floor where his fingers were not visible in the pitch black, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, she should have fallen asleep at this time, right?

Exhausted, he now felt a feeling of emptiness in his body, and then he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him, and then an explosive force slammed into his back, and his body, which was already seriously injured, immediately couldn't bear this force and flew forward.

Boom!!

Chen Haoran crashed into the table where the vase was placed, and the vase on the table fell to the ground, leaving debris all over the ground.

Burst!

Chen Haoran couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmph! Where is the thief running!"

I saw Azure standing in the living room with the dark blue short knife and shouting triumphantly.

Well, why is it so quiet?

Azure listened for a while, but found that not far ahead, there seemed to be the sound of water droplets falling to the ground, and a faint fishy smell wafted through the tip of her nose.

The puzzled Azure stretched out his hand to turn on the light, but was surprised to find the long bloodstain and the seriously injured and extremely weak Chen Haoran not far ahead.

"Huh, Chen Haoran, why are you so seriously injured? Hey, don't scare me!"

Under the cry of Weilan, Chen Haoran's tense nerves also slowly relaxed, and then he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless darkness, and he couldn't help but slowly close his eyes and fall asleep.

Seeing Chen Haoran who was unconscious, Weilan recalled the previous kick, and couldn't help but be a little scared, this is not indirect murder!

immediately stripped Chen Haoran of his clothes, couldn't care about being shy, and hurriedly took him to the bathroom to wipe the blood stains on his body with a towel before helping the latter back to his room.

After cleaning the living room, Weilan returned to Chen Haoran's room, looked at Chen Haoran, who was pale and unconscious, and gently pressed his right hand on his wrist.

"So weak"

Feeling the vague pulse, Azure couldn't help but become solemn, helped the latter up, and gently pressed his right hand against Chen Haoran's chest, and a blue air flow gently poured into the latter's body.

But as soon as he arrived in Chen Haoran's body, Azure only felt that his body was like a sea of high-temperature fire, the pale sea of fire was constantly boiling, but there was a small cluster of pale flames suspended above.

Roar!

A fire dragon burst out of the sea of fire, opened its huge mouth and let out a dragon groan, and a powerful force instantly forced the azure soul power and its true qi out of the body.

"Ahh

Wei Lan sat on the ground, looked at the calm Chen Haoran, and couldn't help but ponder.

The color of the flame that leaked out of the barrier just now was very similar to the one in his body, could it be that the incident just now had something to do with him?

Thinking of this, Wei Lan couldn't help covering her small mouth, and her eyes were full of horror as she looked at the unconscious Chen Haoran.