"Did you really run into a beast?" said Mirage Spirit, who heard Queliel talk about what had happened to her when she came home the other day, and the cigarette in her mouth almost fell.

"Well, a leopard, a black leopard. Chin propped up, she sat on a high chair by the bar, staggering on her legs.

"You can't be dreaming, are you?" Thunderbolt glanced at her with cold green eyes.

"Am I the kind of person who can't tell the difference between dreams and reality?" she asked rhetorically.

"It's not. Phantom Night replied to her. Quelier is not your average eighteen-year-old girl with only romantic thoughts, she is smart and alert, and she will be the only one who can stay awake even if the whole world is fooled.

"The leopard was wounded in the hind leg, and I rescued it only to find that there was a man killed in another place, and he looked like he had been torn apart by a beast, and coincidentally, the man had a gun in his hand..."

"So you decided that the panther was a murderer?" asked Phantom Night, smoking a cigarette.

"It's just a suspicion that the murder victims of the past three months were killed by claws, and that this leopard appeared in San Francisco at this sensitive time, this coincidence is too illogical. ”

"So what?" Lei Yan could already see her intentions, and this girl wanted to meddle in this idle business.

"So I wanted to figure out why. She laughs.

"Chilier, I know that the business of the club is light now, so you have nothing to do, and you are bored, but why do you waste your energy to care about this matter that has nothing to do with you?"

"I—" Quelier couldn't tell, probably because she was curious about the leopard, so she wanted to figure out what was going on.

"Without coldness, there are only three of us left in the club, and if you really want to get busy, you don't have time to worry about things that are not in the scope of your mission. Lei Yan warned.

"However, according to my research in this case, the deceased do not seem to have much in common at first glance, but they are all believers called the Pure Soul Society. She reported to the two eldest brothers what she had learned in front of the computer for three days.

"Soul Purification Society?" Phantom Night Shenxing and Lei Xuan glanced at each other, but they had never heard of this term.

"It was an empty cult that had recently gained fame all over the world, and many of the believers were men and women between the ages of twenty and forty, and that they had to have considerable financial resources to be eligible for membership. Cellar moved a printed report from the Internet to them.

"How do you know that the dead are all members of the Pure Spirit Society?" Lei Fei raised an eyebrow, and caught the piece of paper not too hotly.

"I went into the computer to check the identity files of each of them, and found that these people had a monthly money remittance to an account, so I checked that account again, and only then did I know that it was the account of the Pure Spirit Society, so I sneaked into the private file of that account and saw their membership list in it. ”

"You're again! Beware of being caught in the middle of a classified file and dealing with you. Phantom Night glared at her reproachfully, looking down at the report. The above blurry photo and the introduction of the Pure Soul Society, there is not much description in the text, and there is nothing surprising, it looks no different from the general religious groups nowadays, but the photo that seems to be taken secretly during the party has a strange totem on it, the picture quality of the photo is rough, it is not easy to recognize, but it looks like some kind of animal when you squint...

"That totem is said to be the object of worship of the Pure Soul Society, do you see what it is?" Zarier jumped out of the high chair and squeezed to the side of the Phantom Night Divine Walk.

"Leopard?" Lei Xuan guessed with a frown.

"Bingo!" said Cheryl, smiling happily.

"You mean—" Phantom Night looked at her inquiringly.

"There is an unusual connection between the Pure Soul Society and the Leopard, and since they worship the leopard as an animal, of course they may have raised some of them, and if my guess is correct, it is possible that those who died were sent by the Pure Spirit Society to destroy the Black Panther. ”

"Why do you want to eliminate them?" asked Ray.

"I don't know, I've only found out about these, if you want to know more about the case, you may have to mix in the Pure Spirit Society to find out. She said seriously.

"Don't make a fuss, Quelier, you'd better not mess with this Soul Purifier. Phantom Night looked at her thoughtfully.

"Why?"

"It gives me an eerie feeling..."Phantom Night Kamiyuki's face froze, disgusted by the eerie atmosphere of the photograph.

Queliel looked at him, she knew that the Phantom Night Divine Walk had the highest spiritual power index among them, his instincts were sharp, and his views on many things were quick and accurate, and he would say that he must have sensed something.

"Are you worried about me making trouble? Queliel snuggled coquettishly into his breast.

"I'm worried that you're causing trouble for the Spiritual Power Club. Phantom Night grabbed her and touched her head.

Quelier looked up at him, he was gentle and kind to women, and his handsome appearance and elegant attitude were easy to confuse women's hearts, but she knew his personality too well, and his kindness to others was very superficial, but in fact, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart. And she understands that he is completely a brother and sister friendship to her, and the two often raise their mouths, and it is impossible to cultivate the love between men and women.

"You're going too far, how can I get into trouble? It's usually trouble that gets me in trouble. She rolled her eyes and pushed him away.

"Here's the problem, when trouble comes to you, you will never refuse, but will solve it as a problem and plunge into it. "Lei Zhen still knows her well.

"Really, am I such a person?" she said, her eyes widening in surprise.

"Yes. The two eldest brothers nodded at the same time.

"Okay, okay! But let's say it first, if this thing falls on me automatically, then I can't do anything about it. She spread her hands and pursed her lips.

"It can't be that coincidental...", Phantom Night Shenxing was about to make fun of her when the doorbell of the Spiritual Power Club rang.

Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny!

A guest came to the door. The three of them looked at each other at the same time.

"Cheryl... You come down for a moment. Suddenly, the voice of the chief steward came.

Quelier blinked in bewilderment, looked at the Phantom Night Divine Walk and Thunderbolt twice, and teleported to the hall on the first floor.

"What's the matter?" she appeared before the steward, wondering why he had called her down before the guests had been chosen.

"I want to... That's coming for you, isn't it?" the manager said to Nunu outside the door.

"Looking for me?" She walked out the door in confusion, she couldn't think of anyone who would come here to look for her, she didn't have half of her friends, her family didn't know about her job, and it wasn't easy to find the entrance to the Spiritual Power Club...

Her doubts vanished when she saw the large cat, and in her place was even greater surprise and shock.

Panther!

The murderous suspect she saved!

It actually wandered outside the gate of the Spiritual Power Club and peeked.

How did it come here? Come to her? Why? How could it possibly know she was here? What the hell was it trying to do?

The question mark squeezed into her head at once, and she could only stare at the golden eyes of the black panther and stand at the door in a daze.

A low whine came out of the panther's throat, and it looked at her for a long time, then turned away without warning.

"Wait—" She caught up, but couldn't speak. How do you communicate with a leopard?

The panther's slender body moved gently, glanced back at her, and rushed out of the spiritual power club again.

In the hall, the Phantom Night Shenxing and Lei Ji who chased down all stared at this scene with wide eyes, and they couldn't believe that the guest who came to the door could be a leopard!

"Why did that leopard come to find Quelier?" Illusory Night Shenxing felt something strange and turned his head to ask the manager.

"Probably... It's full of love for her. "The manager said it like a joke.

"The origin of this leopard is unknown, do you rest assured that Quelier will follow?" Lei Jiao's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know what kind of ghost ointment was being sold in the gourd.

"I believe that taming a panther is not a difficult task for Cherier. The manager smiled ambiguously.

What is the answer to this?

The Phantom Night Divine Walk and the Thunderbolt were inexplicable, but the manager didn't explain much, he just mixed two glasses of wine for them, and he immediately drained the gold liquid in the cups.

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As she moved around to track the panther, she followed it out of the gate of light and into downtown San Francisco, wondering where the panther was going and why it was free to enter and leave the Spiritual Club.

The panther gallops through the streets at midnight, and the speed of a sports car and the rhythm of the whole body are all fascinating.

The panther walked on a secluded street, and after a while, she turned into a street, and when she caught up with Queliel, she saw only a black car parked at the intersection, and the panther had long since disappeared.

"Strange! what are you bringing me here?" she muttered to herself, patrolling the panther around.

At this moment, a person stepped out of the black Porsche, leaned on the side of the car, and suddenly asked, "Are you looking for my pet?"

Quelier slowly turned around and stared at the man whose entire face was hidden in the shadows, and her guard froze.

"Your pet, who are you?" she frowned, unhappy that she was in an uncertain situation. Did the Black Panther bring her here on purpose?

"I'm the panther you're looking for... The hosts. The man's voice was clear, with a faint accent in English.

"You want it to lure me here?" she tilted her face sideways, waiting for him to take the initiative to walk into the shadows.

"That's right. The man put his hands in his pockets and took a step forward, the street lamps shining on his face, reflecting a young and handsome oriental face.

The Chinese, but the silhouette is darker than that of the Orientals. Queliel looked at him with some surprise.

The man was probably in his early twenties, she guessed, he was tall and thin, his half-length hair was pressed along his neck along the shape of his head, his resolute eyebrows, piercing eyes, his slightly raised chin showed his arrogance, his open-collared black shirt covered by a thin black leather jacket, his slender legs were engulfed in black trousers, and he wore a black collar around his neck, looking stylish, wild, and exuding the strength of a predator.

But what this man made her wary of was not because of his looks, but because of his "evil spirit." ”

An inexplicable demonic aura!

As a member of the Spiritual Power Club, Quelier has a high level of "speed reading" and "mental arithmetic", as well as the mental power to make things move, her spiritual power may not be the strongest, but her brain is the best in the club, and there are many things that she relies on reasoning and analysis, but rarely uses her spiritual power. But this time, she strongly felt that this man was unusual, and his appearance made her heart slap several times for no reason.

"What are you looking for me for?"

"Warning you. He replied with a smirk.

"Warning?" her brow furrowed even deeper.

"Yes, for the sake of saving the Black Panther, I want you to stop being curious about the Pure Spirit Society, otherwise..."

"How else?" she raised her chin defiantly.

"Otherwise, beware of crapping into the gates of hell. A grim smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I don't usually take such threats seriously, and I have a bad problem with me, and the more people ask me not to do something, the more I want to do it. "Backwards, right? Since she was a child, she hated being ordered to do so.

"Do you think that just because you are a member of the Spirit Power Club, you can deal with the Soul Purification Society?" his eyes were unfathomable.

"You've looked into me?" she watched.

"You have already attracted attention from the systematic investigation of the Pure Spirit Society, and if you continue to do so, the Pure Spirit Society will not let you go. He said slowly.

"Sounds horrible!" she teasingly patted her chest.

"Or do you want to deliberately provoke the enmity between the Pure Spirit Society and the Spirit Power Club?"

Quelier's face sank. Who is he, and what do you know about the Psychic Club?

"That's amazing! I can even find out my identity. She looked at him coldly.

"There are a lot of masters on the Internet, and you're not the only computer genius, if you can cut the Soul Society, I can track you down and find you. ”

"So... Do you know a lot about me?"

"Yes, the only daughter of the Ai Consortium is worth an extraordinary amount, so you'd better take care of yourself, otherwise how will you take over the entire huge organization in the future?" he leaned forward slightly, his eyes flashing with a mixture of naughty and banter.

"Thank you for your advice. She smiled sweetly.

"That's the end of my words, it's up to you whether you listen or not. He turned around and prepared to get back into the car.

"Hey, can you show me your panther?" she said suddenly.

"You want to see it, why?" he said, slightly stunned, his expression looking a little odd.

"I want to see if its injuries are healed, it has bullets in its legs, I don't know if I can take it out. She wanted to determine the relationship between the panther and the man, and if he was really its master, then he was most likely the one who instigated the panther to kill.

"It's already good, thank you for your concern. He stared at her, his voice tense.

"It's true that if it runs so fast, and there is no sign of it limping, it's probably too good to be good, but—" she paused, and added, "What did you let it do such a cruel job?"

"What?" his expression became wary.

"Kill someone! let a leopard kill people to avoid suspicion, and you can figure out this method!" she snorted.

"It's a matter of our guild, and you'd better leave it alone. His tone was indifferent.

"In six murder cases in a row, the murderer is an innocent black panther, I can't stand this method of using animals to commit crimes, to tell you, even if no one entrusts this matter, I will take care of it. She turned and left.

"Wait!" he quickly stepped forward, grabbing her hand.

"What for?" she quickly broke free and moved behind him.

But he wasn't surprised at all by her shapeshifting ability, and even guessed where she would appear one step earlier, turned to her position accurately, and grabbed her wrist again, "You... Listen, my warning is a reward for saving the Panther, and if you continue, it has nothing to do with me!"

Queliel was a little surprised at his mastery of her movements, as if he had dealt with the same situation, and she suddenly felt a sense of confusion when she looked at the handsome face staring at her in front of her...

Why did his sparkling pupils resemble those of a panther? His black hair had the same sheen in the light as a panther's fur, and even the aura emanating from his body was equally aggressive.

After staring at her for a long time, he shuddered sharply, let go of her, looked up and listened for a few seconds, then turned around and rushed to the Porsche, and shouted to her before getting into the car: "If you want to live, don't approach the Pure Spirit Society!"

With that, he got into the car and galloped forward.

Quelier stayed in place, slowly soothing the strange associations that rose in her heart.

What is the relationship between that man and the Panther?

What kind of person is he from the Pure Soul Society?

Why did he know about the Spiritual Power Club?

If this mystery is not solved, she may lose sleep for several nights.

So, of course, keep looking!

A firm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she would never stop until she figured out the ins and outs of the Pure Spirit Society!

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Qiu Lie drove the car back to a Victorian villa, the collar around his neck vibrating his veins rapidly, indicating that the Sect Master was calling him.

He parked the car and walked into the room quickly, and the two tall bodyguards at the door of the hall bowed respectfully when they saw him, and whispered: "Good night, leopard god." ”

"Where's the Master?" he asked one of them.

"On the second floor, he's waiting for you. The bodyguard kept his head down even when he spoke.

Qiu Lie walked into the ornate room on the second floor, where an old white-haired old man wearing an ankle-length white robe was sitting on a large round chair reading a book. As soon as he entered the door, the old man slowly raised his head, smiled, and asked, "You're back, Qiu Lie, are things going well?"

Qiu Lie walked up to him, bent down to hold the back of his wrinkled hand and kissed it lightly before replying, "Yes." ”

"That's good, you're late to come back, I thought I was injured like a few days ago, so I urged you to come back..."

"Sorry for the delay. ”

"Well, the leg injury is okay?"

"It's okay. ”

"That's good. This time we left Leopard Island to arrest those six betrayers, since they entered the Soul Purification Society and sold their souls to us, they can't help but be obedient, those six people are too naïve, they think they can escape, hmph! Now they are all dead, and all the property in their names will belong to us..."

Qiu Lie listened quietly and did not answer. The sect leader is the founder of the Pure Spirit Society, and no one knows his age, nationality, or origin, even Qiu Lie, who was adopted by him since he was a child, only knows that outsiders call him Mr. Fangzi, and the people in the club respectfully call him the sect leader.

"However, with six fewer believers, we have to recruit some new believers, and I have ordered them to prepare another spiritual workshop, which may be in a week's time, so we will have to leave for Leopard Island in a few days to prepare. Fang Zi closed the book and took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, his pale face was full of age spots, and he looked to be eighty or ninety years old, but the gray pupils that did not match his age at all were still full of strength.

"Yes. He was accustomed to obeying what he said.

"This time I want six young virgins... Qiu Lie, their blood can restore my energy, so... It's still up to you. The old man reached out and picked up a mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and smiled coldly.

"Yes. Qiu Lie lowered his head without any expression on his face.

"By the way, did the person who sneaked into our account a few days ago to check the information be found?" the old man put down the mirror and slowly stood up, his rickety body making him look even shorter.

"Not yet. His eyes narrowed, and he concealed the identity of Eliel Alan.

"Find out as soon as possible, I want to know which daring guy dares to find the ballast of our Soul Purification Society. ”

"Yes. ”

"Alright, you go down first. The old man waved his hand.

Qiu Lie saluted, exited the room, and walked back to his bedroom, sitting wearily on the edge of the bed.

Every time he talked to Fangzi, his nerves tensed, he felt the collar around his neck in annoyance, and suddenly pulled hard, but it seemed that the naturally generated black metal was not broken at all, and it could not be removed, it still tightly restrained him and controlled him...

It hurt his own flesh and skin! He fell to the bed, wondering how long he could endure this cage.

Damn! In this life, he was probably destined to be manipulated by Fangz to death.

Sitting up and turning his head to catch a glimpse of the black figure reflected in the long mirror beside the bed, he stared at his own form, unconsciously holding the wound on his left leg, remembering the picture of Quelier helping him treat that night.

She was not afraid of him, and after beating him up, she helped him heal!

Does she have any idea? He was still calm and fearless in the face of a leopard, and it was the first time he had seen such a girl.

However, her claw was really useful, not only to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, but the wound after removing the bullet healed the next day, but the bruise on the side waist that was kicked looked worse than the gunshot wound.

She didn't show any mercy at all! Brushing his hair, he couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle, he didn't expect a petite girl to have such a big hand.

However, he didn't expect that the cyber spy found on the Pure Spirit Society's computer three days later would be her!

She desperately hacked into the security system he had set up for the Pure Soul Society on his computer, and when he wrote the program, he had already set up to track down the information when it was stolen, and to find out the unknown snoopers, so as to avoid the many obstacles she had created, and he still held on to it, and after a few hours, he found her address on the computer, cracked her password, and learned her identity.

Her name is Elier Alang, the sole heir of the Ichs' Consortium.

In addition, he found a strange connection in her database, so he investigated deeply, and was surprised to find that the connection to her computer was actually a place called the Psychic Club!

He had heard of the spiritual power club for a long time, and he also knew a little about four of the members, and those four people with different spiritual powers had achieved various hopes for others, and their identities were unknown. He had searched for information about them more than once, trying to find out where their spiritual power came from, whether it was naturally generated like him, or whether the genes in their bodies were at work?

He couldn't help but want to get closer to her, wondering if she had the same troubles as him.

For as long as he can remember, he has been able to change his appearance into a leopard at any time and place, and that change is more frequent when he is emotionally unstable, especially if he is involuntarily stimulated to become a leopard, his reason is not easily controlled, and the cruelty, violence, and ferocity of his wild nature will be revealed, and many times after he has returned to human form, he has been horrified by his own ferocity and Fangzi's cruelty, and he also has a deep hatred for this part of himself that is unknown.

He didn't know why he had this terrible mutant ability, he had followed Fang Zi since he was a child, Fang Zi didn't say anything, of course he couldn't ask about his background and origin, he could only change again and again, slowly from frightened to accustomed, from fear to indifference. Over the years, he has recognized the relationship between the leopard and himself, no longer rejecting and suffering, as long as Fang Zi gives an order, he will transform into the leopard god of the Pure Spirit Society, accept worship or... Homicide...

However, deep down in his heart, he was becoming more and more unable to resist the yearning for freedom.

He wanted to break free from Fangzi's control, to untie the collar around his neck that had been put on Fangzi's neck for more than 20 years, to shout loudly at the ignorant crowd who were kowtowing to him, he was not a god!

Looking at the mirror again, he looked at himself in the mirror, under the human skin, there was the blood of a fierce beast hidden, he was not sure when he would go berserk, he could no longer suppress the bloodthirsty stupidity in his body with reason, and finally the only remaining humanity was eroded by the beast.

The Pure Spirit Society is an abyss, and once he walks in, he will never recover, and he has seen too many people rise and fall here, so he will warn Queliel not to come closer, which is to repay her for saving his leg.

But will she listen?

Thinking of her beautiful and determined expression, it might not be easy for her to give up tracking the Pure Spirit Society, right?

He exhaled and stood up, walked to the mirror, pounded his hands against the mirror, and pressed his forehead against the mirror, and couldn't help but sneer.

Forget it, why should he worry about others? His own business is enough for him to worry about. Slowly raising his head, a golden light floated through his cold and arrogant pupils, which was clearly reflected in the mirror.

At this moment, the door was opened, and a bewitching woman flashed in, with black hair and red lips, a low-cut tights and a mini short leather skirt, exuding the wind of a smelt wave.

"Lie, you're back. She strode up behind Qiu Lie and hugged him tightly.

"Don't bother me, Rita. Qiu Lie coldly pulled her hand away.

"What's wrong with you? You've been ignoring me lately, are you tired of playing with me?" asked Rita as she retracted her purple nail polish hand and pouted.

"I want to rest. He turned and walked away, beginning to unbutton his shirt.

"Where have you been tonight?" Fonzi was anxious when he saw that you had not answered!" Rita sat down on his bed, her slender legs overlapped each other, so short that she barely covered her arms and thighs.

"I'm going to take care of business. He took off his shirt, revealing his lean chest.

"But you're an hour late—" she stood up in fascination, stroking against his chest.

He grabbed her hand and stared at her coldly, "When did you become Fonzi's timer?"

"Ahh I was just... I'm afraid something will happen to you... Let it go!" Her wrists were clenched tightly, and she cried out in pain.

"What will happen to me?" he shook her hand away.

"You just got shot in the leg the other day, of course I'm worried. She rubbed the obvious red marks on her wrist and grumbled.

"It was just an accident, and I'm not going to let that happen again. He said as he picked up his clothes and walked into the bathroom.

"Qiu Lie, your attitude has become impulsive lately, what the hell is going on? Do you want me to accompany you tonight?" Rita stepped forward to stop him, her eyes eager.

"! I'm going to shower!" he reached out and pushed her away.

"You wouldn't have rejected me before, you've become so weird these days!" Rita shouted in exasperation.

"It used to be to vent, but now, as you said, I'm tired of you. He replied unceremoniously.

"You're just using me as a tool to vent?" said Rita, frowning.

"You're different, as a saint of the Pure Soul Society, you're too arrogant. Rita, the saint of all time may be the most unclean of you—" he sneered sarcastically.

"Shut up! You are the same! How dare a monster laugh at others!" Rita fought back viciously.

Qiu Lie's face changed, he grabbed her closer, glared at her with a look that wanted to devour her life alive, and said word by word: "Let me hear you say this again, and I will tear you apart immediately, Holy Maiden Rita." ”

Rita's face turned white with shock, and she struggled to break free from his restraints, and ran to the door in terror, "You're just a beast raised by Fangzi, Qiu Lie, you're just his killing tool." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and rushed out, leaving Qiu Lie with a raging anger burning in her heart.

A beast!

He's just a beast in human skin?

He was so angry that he kicked down the whole mirror, looking feebly into his wild eyes in the mirror.

It was the eyes of a leopard, not a person...