Immortality Cultivation Era

Fu Long's IQ is not low.

Listening to Gao Ge speaking of this, I already have some understanding in my heart.

"How long will the third secret realm open?"

Gao Ge glanced at the calendar on the phone and counted the days.

In fact, when he was just born again, he marked all the things that had happened on the important days in his memory. He was worried that he would forget these things if he was confused, and he waited until his mobile phone broke. He will re-mark it once, after all, it’s not as good as a bad pen. Only the important things are recorded, it is the least easy to forget.

Of course, this approach actually needs to bear some risks, such as the mobile phone is suddenly lost and fell into the hands of opponents.

Fortunately, such a thing has not happened yet.

Gao Ge was hesitating.

Hesitate to ask for it.

After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath.

"I need to see the Dragon King."

Fu Long thought for a moment, nodded, and seemed to have guessed something.

"Don't worry, wait a minute."

Then, Fu Long pulled Gao Ge into an office, and then he picked up his mobile phone and made another call. Soon, a young woman in professional attire walked in with a stack of documents on her feet. Also wearing a pair of black high-heeled shoes, the heel made a collision with the floor and made a "dada" sound, listening to the extraordinarily crisp.

"Master Fulong."

Fu Long nodded at the other party, then pointed to the song again.

"Tell him what you have now."

The girl frowned lightly, as if hesitating.

"What are you hesitating?" Fu Long's voice suddenly became cold.

The girl took a deep breath and said calmly: "Sovereign Gao is not from our Dragon Pavilion, and this matter is related to the secret of our Dragon Pavilion."

Fu Long slapped it on the table, and his body was murderous.

"I let you say."

The girl sighed.

"Yes."

It is also their duty to obey orders.

She put the folder in front of Gao Ge, and Gao Ge was not polite. After opening the folder, she found that there were still a few photos mixed in. He picked up the photos and looked closely. His brows were screwed together, because these photos looked more Like the scene of the murder case, each photo is a corpse, and the appearance of the death looks very sad, one by one, with a blue face, like a ghost.

"These are those made by Yamato?"

"Although there is no definitive evidence yet, the probability is 70%. These corpses were all found in Hutou City before, and the atmosphere of Yamato Onmyoji was also found on the scene."

"That's them." Gao Ge said.

"Not sure yet..."

"You don't need to be sure, they are all dead." Gao Ge's voice suddenly became cold.

The girl nodded, without ink, and continued: "Based on these photos, we now have reason to suspect that Yamato's Onmyoji is refining our soul in China."

"Soul refining?" Gao Ge stunned. "Isn't that the way of the ghost sect?"

"In fact, Yamato's Onmyoji is also related to the former Guizong," the girl said helplessly.

Gao Ge looked somber.

This ghost sect...

What a special ghost!

The purpose of Gao Ge was to completely destroy Guizong when Guizong was there.

Unexpectedly, the ghost sect is gone now, but the so-called Onmyoji has appeared again.

but.

Either Guizong or Yamato's Onmyoji, in Gao Ge's eyes, are all enemies that must be killed.

At this moment, there was a sudden uproar outside.

Fu Long was a little dissatisfied, stood up, opened the door, looked at the busy members of the Dragon Pavilion outside, and shouted, "What the hell is going on? Are there any rules?"

"Master Fulong, the overseas hunting list has been updated again!" the member of the Dragon Pavilion nearest to Fulong whispered.

Fu Long stunned slightly and asked, "There are more people in our Dragon Pavilion?"

"No."

"Since it is not our Dragon Pavilion who is on the hunting list, what are you noisy about?" Fu Long was dissatisfied.

"Is Lord Gao..."

Fulong walked forward.

"Gao Ge? Is he on the hunt list?"

"Yes……"

Standing in front of the computer, Fu Long stared at the computer monitor in front of him, his mouth twitching.

...

Gao Ge looked at the information and asked, "Hunting list, what is that?"

"The internationally ranked list exists in the dark world. Everyone on the list is considered to be a well-known international strongman, and as long as the people on the list are hunted, they can get bonuses." The girl in front of Gao Ge slowly said.

Gao Ge laughed: "If that's the case, if anyone is on the hunting list, wouldn't it be stared by many killers?"

"The killer is actually nothing. Many powerful immortals in the world will salivate. After all, the bonus is very rich. Now, the first place on the hunter's list is our Dragon King of China. "

"Dragon King?" Gao Ge sneered. "Then their courage is really fat."

"Not only that, the Dragon King's bounty has reached 50 billion."

Speaking of which, the girl paused, worried that Gao Ge didn't understand, and added a sentence, "US dollar."

Gao Ge: "..."

Fifty billion dollars?

Just to assassinate the dragon king?

These people... are you crazy?

"Moreover, we now have enough reason to suspect that the people of Dongtianfudi have also paid."

Gao Ge shook his head.

Even if it is 50 billion, Gao Ge does not believe that someone can kill the Dragon King.

That is the strongest in China.

Even, it is a strong man standing at the top of the world!

It is precisely because of the existence of the Dragon King that China's Xiuxian Realm can stand at the top of the world.

However, Gao Ge believed what the girl said.

It is because of the existence of the Dragon King that those Dongtianfudi martial arts had to look at the Longge's face.

The Dragon Pavilion with Dragon King and the Dragon Pavilion without Dragon King are completely different.

At this time, Fu Long had come in, still holding a tablet in his hand.

"Gao Ge, you are on the hunt list."

Gao Ge held out his hand and took the tablet from Fu Long's hand.

"Me? Who did I mess with?"

Fu Long didn't speak, but his eyes were worried.

"How old am I?" Gao Ge asked.

"Twenty-three."

"Twenty-three? It's not me. It's a boxer of Bald Eagle, called Hansen."

"Huh?" Fu Long froze, "Changed again?"

Gao Ge continued to look down and saw that fifty did not find themselves.

"Look up," the girl standing opposite Gao Ge said.

Gao Ge flipped up again, and finally saw his name.

"Seventeenth place..." Speaking of which, Gao Ge also glanced at the string of numbers following his name, and the vocal cords were stuck.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million, one hundred million, one billion... eight billion dollars?"

Gao Ge raised his head and looked at Fu Long: "Can I... can I commit suicide on the spot?"