My little country

Over the vigorous slaughterhouse, the blood cloud was quickly dissipating.

The rain continued to fall, and the dark clouds were gradually cleaved by thunder and lightning to illuminate the night sky, but they did not come to look for the unpleasantness of the blood cloud above the vigorous slaughterhouse.

For example, it was noticeably louder under the sound of the rain that attached to it. The men, women and children in the canopy stood up one after another, looking at the figure with a pale white light still in the air with seven minutes of worship.

The scene just now, for many people, can be regarded as a god descending to the earth, no less than a soul baptism that starts from the depths of the soul.

Many of them have even regarded Zhao Mang as Thor.

At this time, Xiao Yu transformed Zhao Mang, after using the Ring of World Wonder Space-Time Teleportation, he stepped on the flying disc and landed back to the ground without waiting for the blood cloud to dissipate completely.

As soon as his feet landed, Xiao Yu deliberately showed weakness, half-kneeling on the soil, and the powerful figure under the black cloak also shrank quickly, from a height of 1.98 meters to 1.70 meters.

The flames of extraordinary spiritual light also dimmed, causing everyone to have an illusion:

This monk Zhao Mang of the Longshan Wumen Clan summoned the thunder between heaven and earth to destroy the core of the blood cloud, but it was also very expensive, obviously exhausted.

"fast!"

A member of the investigation team drove toward Zhao Mang's location, hoping to be able to contact this extraordinary person while the opponent was weak.

Not wanting to see that there was still a distance of 100 meters, Zhao Mang, who had just broken through the blood, stood up suddenly and jumped up. After flying out of ten meters, he stepped on the void, and there was nothing there. The void relay of the thing jumped again and flew forward for ten meters.

The old driver who was driving was so frightened that he let go of the accelerator, and stared blankly at the target person leaping over the roof of his car!

"This is the help of the void! It is no less than the young sword immortal who stood on the top of Mount Tai Yunzong." The head of the right road squeezed two white beards and looked enviously at Zhao Mang's back. Whispered.

As Zhao Mang sneaked into the hills, he left the camera.

A report soon came out, and the lock on the Sky Eye system suddenly disappeared.

In this regard, the members of the investigation team have become more accustomed to this, but no one is worried that they will be held accountable by the high level.

These transcendents are full of unscientific, unless the experts find their unscientific principles, otherwise... these team members feel powerless to catch each other's trail.

But they all know that after today.

Longshan Wumen was originally a sect hidden in a remote town among the mountains in the interior, and it was destined to be loaded into the highest-level archives along with Zhao Mang.

Zhao Mang, who can summon Thunder, was also known as the Thunder God at the same time.

In addition, the nickname of Thunder God Zhao Mang was placed alongside Jian Xian Qingyun, and was used as top-secret information and distributed to security departments at all levels.

When they find each other, they should pay close attention to their own words and deeds, and don't cause the other party to feel bad about the government because of their own mistakes.

The master Zhou of Longshan Wumen didn't even know how he returned to the hotel.

In his mind, there is always the picture of Zhao Mang summoning Thunder.

He fell on the bed, took a deep breath and then let it out slowly.

After coming down like this several times in a row, Zhou's sect master's brain recovered and he had the ability to think.

"Abandoned... definitely not of my generation, could it be an abandoned apostle from the previous generation?" Zhou muttered to himself: "But according to the rules, the abandoned apostles of Longshan Wumen have no inheritance!"

"They should be no different from ordinary people...Why is this abandoned apprentice Zhao Mang who has no inheritance, how can he be so powerful?"

"Why do you insist on calling yourself from the Longshan Wumen? It even emphasizes that you are an outcast!" Zhou Mou was thinking about it, and suddenly his mind opened up:

"Could it be that he is indeed an outcast of our sect, but he broke the rule of one-line single pass of my sect and secretly learned my witch sect inheritance!"

"Yes, it must be because of stealing learning, which makes me feel ashamed of the witch school, so I emphasized my identity as an abandoned disciple when I met people, to warn myself not to forget this thought and fall into the magical way?"

The more Zhou thought about it, the more it felt like this. After all, cultivation is not a simple matter of taking medicine and practicing.

I have always been very particular about the state of mind, and the demons will accompany the cultivator throughout his life. Once he hesitates about something firm and feels uneasy, it is very likely that he will fall into trouble!

If Zhao Mang, the abandoned disciple of the Longshan Witch Clan, really became true cultivation by secretly learning the inheritance, then this secret learning must be his life's regret, the demon of his life!

And since that Zhao Mang can become a true cultivation, he has mana in his body, he must be a person with great perseverance and courage in his body, calmly facing the heart demon, admitting his status as a deserter, it is no different from such a genius to relieve his burden. A technique of guilt.

The master Zhou muttered constantly in the room, filling in various details.

On the investigation team's side, it is naturally impossible not to have no decorations in the main room of Longshan Wumen.

Listening to these sect masters from Longshan Wumen, they quickly sorted out and reported the past.

Experts couldn't figure it out, so they had to ask for help from the older generations in the famous schools.

Naturally, these older generations who are basically the same as Zhou's sect master’s brain circuits thought about it and felt that although the analysis of this week’s sect master had some errors and omissions, it is generally reasonable and the credibility should be quite high. Correct!

Ever since, in the files of Thunder God Zhao Mang, someone added one to him.

The Thunder God Zhao Mang has the means of imperial thunderbolt, and he often claims to be an abandoned disciple of the Longshan witch sect. He is suspected to be guilty of learning the inheritance of the witch sect of Longshan.

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"The blood cloud in another slaughterhouse has also disappeared." In the monitoring room, Detective Jiang learned the intelligence from the field.

He watched the video about the blood cloud again and said: "The blood cloud may be related to certain people or organizations. The function that is currently known seems to be to resist thunder."

"I just don't know, after being broken by the Thunder God Zhao Mang, there will be blood clouds in Jiankang City..."

"Reappearing?" The female investigator was a little surprised: "No...no."

"What's not going to happen?" Detective Jiang pushed his black-rimmed glasses and said, "No matter what kind of information, I can't get the answer that the bleeding cloud will not reappear."

"And... don't you think it's weird?"

"Why did Zhao Mang of the Longshan Wumen stop this blood cloud incident!"

"There must be some inside story we don't understand!"

"I think we should go to Longshan."

"Perhaps we can know something from the local area?"