Otherworldly Merchant

“Changping Ito, you're good at this.” I laughed at him and I sincerely admired him: “You alone dared to provoke us twice in a row, even close to getting your hands on it! We in China have an ancient saying: it's called" commuting without being rude, "and I have to salute you now! Give you a taste of soul extraction too. ”

As I said, I pulled out a spirit charm and pinched the invisible needle and walked forward.

Changping Ito stared at me violently and said word for word with that dull voice: "Zhang Jiulin, your body! I can't get off the ground. ”

“Really?” I walked forward and laughed. “That depends on whether you're good at it or not! ”

Finished, just about to force his soul out.

But he was suddenly shaken, his eyes turned over, and he shrugged his head down, falling like a wooden stake and sinking into the abyss.

Mm-hmm.

I was suddenly shocked and shouted at Six: "Come on! Get him! ”

Han Lao Liu hurried out a green vine to tie him tightly and pulled him up.

I approached him, pressed on the carotid artery and looked. This guy had no breath, he was dead, even his soul had dissipated, and there was no debris left!

Three talent arrays seemed simple, but at the same time they locked in the Qi god. They could not move at all. But if a trapped person dies of fate, the law of formation naturally loses its role, and naturally dissipates.

Didn't this old guy just give me a rough slap? How instantaneous, suicide is so complete.

When I tore him off and disguised him as the first man's leather mask, I looked at this face like it was incredibly familiar.

When Han and I beat up the American soldier, we met a Sky God cadre member, who led us here.

“He should still have a face!” Han Lao Six sits at the top of the stairs as a reminder.

“And a face?” I looked down at my neck in amazement, and I felt a slight trace of it again. I reached out and pulled my hand. I even pulled down a mask with my head and face.

This is an old man with wrinkles and layers of geriatric spots all over his cheeks.

“Six, how do you know? How did you find out there was something wrong with Hatsumomo?” I asked.

Han Lao Liu took a sip of wine: “When I first met him at the Tokyo Mall Building, he seemed to have a dark wound on his leg and walked a little unnatural. But then we tracked him to the deserted mountains, and his legs were better, and his walking posture changed. When people rush, they always use their instincts the most commonly used gait - of course, how the average person deliberately changes is just a gait. We were in a hurry, and he had no possibility of deliberately disguising himself, and he didn't know I hid a leaf under his feet. ”

“It's not the first year, it's the leaves!” Han Lao Liu said, referring to the shoes of the deceased.

That's when I found a tiny bud the size of a nail cap on the sole of that shoe.

“Also, as soon as this guy approached, Caiyun immediately reacted, subconsciously bit his teeth, and the two fingers in the left-hand diet trembled slightly, which is her common sweeping finger! See, this is the one she hates most. ”

“In this palace, who does Caiyun hate the most? It must be Changhei Ito who took her soul! So, based on these two clues, I immediately concluded that the first Ken in front of me was fake. ”

Leaving aside his strength, Han Lao Six and Xiao Bai Long are two completely different types of reasoning.

Little White Dragon is always bright, starting from some unique angles, suddenly wondering.

And Han Lao Liu is good at observation, delicate layout based on careful extrapolation.

From that point of view alone, no one can compare!

It wasn't long before I thought about it, and I was faced with some hesitation from Han Lao Six until he jumped off a cliff to save me, and I still felt deeply guilty about his suspicions.

“Six, then...”

I just wanted to apologize to him, Han Lao Six waved: “You don't have to feel guilty. In that case, no one would be able to make the right decision right away. If I do get hit by the magic, we will kill Hatsune together, and it will be too late to regret it! What's rare is that you can make both the right and the smart choice right away under such circumstances! Instead, my approach has been a little reckless, and some have been overwhelmed by the hatred of Caiyun. ”

Han Lao Liu said that, I was quite frank.

Old Six is such a sexy man, dare to love hate, distinguish right from wrong!

I looked down at the corpse lying on the ground and said, "Looks like this guy is just a deadbeat who specializes in masquerading, not Chahei Ito! Otherwise, when Ito dies, Caiyun should have woken up. ”

Han Lao nodded: “Though he is not Changping Ito, he is by no means a nobody! Just now on the wire, I can't take him down at 1: 30! And his masquerade is so superb. The tone and colour of the gods are so realistic that even we have been deceived into the past. This level is not very common in the world. If you guessed correctly, it should also be a heavenly care method. ”

When he mentioned it, I also remembered a question.

“But the soul of the other side, is clearly Changping Ito! I wanted to extract his soul and get some messages from the Spirit of Heaven, but the old man seemed so prepared to do it so simply, he withdrew from the divine mind and killed this man, I couldn't do it. If this person is really a heavenly caregiver, then don't you say..."

“Killing each other?” Han Lao Liu stunned for a moment.

“Yes!” I nodded: “The inside of the Celestial Society may not be a piece of iron either! At least Changping Ito is an alternative, he has some small calculations in his heart! And these calculations are behind other people's backs. In order to achieve his purpose, everyone else was a bait for him to sacrifice at any time. ”

Han Lao Liu silently sipped again: “If that's the case, it's a good thing for us..."

He seemed to think of something good, frowning slightly and rubbing his fingers constantly.

I lifted my leg and kicked the guy's body straight into the abyss, looking at the fog at the end of the wire, and I said, "Six, is Junior and Little White Dragon going to be okay? ”

Han Lao Liu shook his head: “There's nothing dangerous about danger, I haven't been able to feel it. Something's wrong! ”

“If they find something they can't handle, they'll come right back and talk to us. If everything were normal, the first year would have been long ago, but now that no one is back, instead, there is a false first year, which is really unusual. ”

“Should we continue to wait here, or..." I asked.