Trafford’s Trading Club

The island is small, but some traces of humans who once lived here can be seen on the road.

Wolfgang and Charlotte soon saw the small house in the mouth of the man who could make Gong Fanxing kneel down—it was indeed a small house hidden in the forest on the island.

"I smelled something on this guy that should only belong to the dead."

Charlotte's words rang in Wolfgang's ear abruptly, but he didn't speak, but nodded thoughtfully.

The dead... the dead would not have such a powerful force.

It's not that it's scary, it's more curiosity... The detached person is limited in this world, and the more dangerous the sub-world, the greater the restriction, even the so-called [God] loss is common.

But the other party is obviously not such a person.

...That is, this pinnacle creature created in this world?

They call everything that has reached the most extreme limit in the world, but has not left, collectively referred to as the pinnacle creature, or the extreme power.

People in the detachment organization will not underestimate any peak creature in this world... The only difference between a peak creature and a detachment is that one is inside and the other is outside, but both sides can release the most in this world. The strength of the limit is theoretically equal.

The true dragon of Shenzhou dare to say that even if the immortal comes, it will be beaten if it is not pleasing to the eye, because of this equal condition.

——It's just that there are more peak creatures allowed in this sub-world?

Wolfgang was muttering something in his heart, but saw that the man leading the way had stopped and invited the two into this simple room.

Wolfgang and Charlotte looked at each other, and they both understood each other's intentions: wait and see the changes.

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"You can call me [Mr. Song]." The man smiled slightly, "At present, I will act as [Mr. Song]."

"In other words, you are not going to tell us your true identity, do you." Wolfgang smiled lightly.

He has never seen anyone, from the [thrones] of the transcendents to the wandering ghosts... He will not be surprised by the true identity of the other person, at most he is curious, but he doesn't have to know... It depends on the other person. Falling down is not worth it.

For example, the King of Hell that he and Charlotte are looking for along the way is obviously worth it.

If Lucifer can be fooled into the Transcendence Organization, then his hard work during this period of time can reap extremely rich returns.

To develop a king of hell and become a member is much more profitable than other guys who work hard to find potential newcomers to earn headcount.

"No, I plan to tell you." [Mr. Song] smiled slightly, "but I have to wait for your allegiance to me."

Wolfgang was stunned... As for Charlotte, he looked at it with interest.

In the end, Wolfgang shook his head. He is a musician. He will only appear irritable when there is a problem with his inspiration, but he is usually like a handsome gentleman. Even if he hears absurd words, he is quite calm. .

He smiled and said: "Perhaps, [Mr. Song] does not understand the current situation very well. Of course, this is understandable, but it is a pity that we...at least I will not be loyal to anyone, we are free."

"The more capable people are, the more arrogant and even unruly." Mr. Song said calmly, "I understand this because I have seen many such talented people, but they will eventually give in."

"Why?" Wolfgang wasn't angry at all, he just felt ridiculous... asked with a smile.

"Because." [Mr. Song] At this time, his face was solemn, and his voice was more like a thousand great mountains, "Under Putian, could it be Wangtu; on the shore of Putian, could it be Wangchen... Zhen, this is the world."

Wolfgang and Charlotte's face changed slightly in an instant.

Mr. Song's voice actually slammed into their hearts directly, and was frantically impacting their inherent beliefs.

But let alone Wolfgang, a detached man who walks in the void, even if Charlotte is also the banshee who is often accompanied by the King of Hell, how can he easily surrender?

Rebelling was no more than an instant, and Mr. Song's solemn voice was expelled from their hearts in an instant.

Wolfgang suddenly snorted. If the musician loses his temper, he can be denied by his parents, let alone just a stranger.

Charlotte's eyes suddenly changed from frivolous to sharp...The black umbrella she was holding suddenly twitched, and a sharp rapier was hidden inside.

But at this moment, a mark of gossip appeared in the air.

Wolfgang and Charlotte were both trapped in this gossip mark at the same time, and a purple light flashed across [Mr. Song]'s face.

The mark of gossip shrank instantly at this moment.

Wolfgang and Charlotte felt the moment the mark appeared almost at the same time, and their hearts seemed to be washed away... Wolfgang's face was even more incredible.

He has seen such gossip!

——This seems to be an illusion of [Fuxi Throne]?

However, the inconceivability in his heart has not completely dissipated, and the gossip imprint has locked him and Charlotte at the same time. At the same time, [Mr. Song] slowly uttered: "Hunyuan has no great Taoism...seal of soul."

The mark of gossip shattered instantly.

At the same time, the same gossip marks appeared on the backs of Wolfgang and Charlotte's left hands at the same time.

It's as if it's burning down.

The gossip mark on the back of the hand sent a burning sensation to the two from time to time, directly connecting their hearts...heart-wrenching.

Then Mr. Song waved his palm, and a strong wind swept Wolfgang and Charlotte out the door.

I only heard Mr. Song say indifferently: "From then on, you and others have become kings and ministers. If there is infidelity, they will suffer from soul-locking... Now, let them understand what is soul-locking. bitter."

Wolfgang and Charlotte, who were swept out of the door, fell into a pool outside the house...the moment they emerged from the water and heard the sound of [Mr. Song], the two of them began to have unprecedented Scream.

Inside the wooden house, [Mr. Song], who had just used the soul-locking seal, spat out a mouthful of blood.

His age seemed to disappear in an instant, suddenly he changed from his thirties to his forties, his temples were a little more gray, and his face was much thinner.

"Your honor!" Gong Fanxing was shocked.

Mr. Song waved his hand and said indifferently: "I'm fine, but I have lost some of my essence and blood. Later, I will replenish some from my descendants. Since Gongsun Wuwo is dead, you are the only one left to work for me. It’s an inconvenience... It’s worth surrendering these two people this time."

Gong Fanxing said worriedly: "Your honor, Wolfgang and Charlotte have mysterious origins. I have not yet been able to see the bottom line of their strength... I wonder if Locking Soul Seal can really surrender these two."

"How can't it?" Mr. Song said calmly: "Even if you are an immortal, you will be suppressed by the soul-locking seal... This is the emperor's martial arts, from Xuanyuan Palace... in Xuanyuan Palace, there are those who are suppressed by the soul-locking seal. Fairy."

Gong Fanxing's eyes suddenly changed...this is a secret she has never heard of before!

"I'm tired and need a rest." Mr. Song waved his hand again: "After they have tasted enough of the soul-locking, you will tell them the rules."

"The slave servant knows..." Gong Fanxing's face was pale, but he retired from the cabin respectfully.

However, he had just left, and there was a burst of purple energy on Mr. Song's face... His aging continued to appear at this time, but it seemed as if it was forcibly suppressed, and the heaviest thing still stopped.

Mr. Song's eyes couldn't help getting tired.

"...Which offspring are ultimately uneven, few can come in handy." Mr. Song's eyes even gradually became gloomy, "Only the most outstanding offspring... the offspring who can fight for the dragon can really bring me back to life. Song Haoran, Don't make me wait too long..."

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The city, in a quiet compound.

"... Judging from the situation at the scene, the deceased probably didn't fight with anyone before he died. According to other members of the mission, they returned to the room after dinner. As for the deceased as a sacrifice, there are every night. I have a habit of praying, and I don’t like others to disturb..."

Yan Xiaoxi was covering her mouth and nose with a tissue while listening to the preliminary investigation report-he was at the scene of the murder, one of the guest houses prepared for the missions of the summit. .

The deceased was a black uncle who seemed to be in his fifties, with tattoos all over his face, and then the face of death—this black uncle from the non-earth continent was offering sacrifices. At this time, only a skin was left... Any internal organs, bones, and muscles underneath were completely melted and drained from the hole in his body, directly staining the carpet on the floor into a sewage-like sludge.

"Where is the first person to find the dead?"

"It was the deputy of their mission. It was dawn. He found out when he came to deliver breakfast to the priest, and then he notified us... Our people are pacifying the members of the mission, but it seems that the effect is not Okay." The subordinates said in a desperate manner: "This sacrifice has a high prestige in their local area. If this matter cannot be resolved..."

Yan Xiaoxi frowned: "Monitoring, standing guard... in the secret room, I found nothing for the whole night."

"It stands to reason that all extraordinary powers should have been banned here." The subordinate said puzzledly: "There shouldn't be anyone who can escape our surveillance and come in from the outside."

Yan Xiaoxi suddenly said, "Apart from this mission, what other missions here are arranged to move in?"

"In addition to this mission, there are three others." The subordinates quickly said: "Basically, they are all from the non-earth continent... The relationship between the extraordinary groups on the non-earth continent is very chaotic, many and small, this time Those who can participate in the meetings are local ones with a history of more than one hundred years or even hundreds of years, but when we arranged for them to move in, we have done investigations to separate groups that have conflicts with each other. Between the delegations staying here , There is no contradiction, and even two of them still have friendly forces with each other."

"I want to meet the leaders of these three groups, you can arrange it." Yan Xiaoxi nodded, and immediately ordered: "The things here are blocked first... I know that things can't be kept, but at least Before sunset, don’t let too many people know. Tomorrow is the first day of the meeting. I don’t like to make too much trouble... The murder happened the day before the meeting. It seems that this incident came to us. ."

"...The section chief meant that someone might want to disrupt this summit meeting?"

"I hope not," Yan Xiaoxi said in a deep voice, "In addition, dispatch two more teams to carefully search the inside and outside of this guest house, and give me the result in an hour."

"Yes!"

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"Dad, father, there is a big guy outside!"

In the passenger plane flying abroad, the child was lying in front of the window and yelled without looking back—the man as the father moved away at will...the big guy, probably a white cloud that looks like a hippopotamus Right.

The man closed the window casually, "When the sun comes in, it will be very dazzling, good."

The child still wanted to see it, but soon yielded under his father's stern gaze and turned to look at the little skirt of the flight attendant sister.

The passenger plane shook suddenly.

"Please don't panic, this is just a turbulence, it's okay..."

The airliner announcement sounded at the same time.

"Why is there a sudden turbulence?"

The captain looked at the instrument panel in surprise... but there was no warning-it was just that the plane quickly recovered stability, and he had to shook his head.

What the captain didn't know was that a huge black shadow was swimming through the clouds at this time... the black shadow passed the plane suddenly and flew into the distance.

Like a... a huge black dragon in Western mythology.

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...

"...Should arrive at the destination soon."

On the back of the black dragon, the psychic witch lady is now looking at the map with difficulty lying on her stomach, and at the same time looking at the back that sits on the head of the black dragon, letting the strong wind blow: Farrell .

She never understood why this old guy was reluctant to fly as a convenient tool. Instead, he forcibly grabbed the black dragon and let it traverse the entire Eurasian continent into the mysterious Eastern China.

The psychic witch climbed to the neck of the black dragon with difficulty at this time, and then grabbed the scales and climbed onto its head, and came to Farrell's side. She ignored the blown hair and went straight. Roaring in Farrell's ear: "I can't stand it anymore! I want to go down!!!"

Farrell ignored... he didn't give orders, even if it was a jealous black dragon, he did not dare to stop at this time.

The pissed psychic witch had to directly grab Farrell's shoulder and bite it down... her teeth almost broke.

How hard is this old guy's body?

Farrell, who closed his eyes and calmed his mind, opened his eyes, and then knocked on the dragon's horn...The black dragon suddenly stopped.

The psychic witch was directly thrown out by inertia.

"I can't fly! Help——!!!" Miss Witch yelled in horror.

I saw a white light and shadow flashing on the dragon’s back, and I saw that the fat Juggernaut granddaughter rushed out like a dragon, swinging the sword one after another in the high altitude, making the air crackle. , Here borrowed the action of swinging the sword to let the body stay in the air, rushed out, grabbed the collar of the lady witch, and finally returned to the head of the black dragon.

"It's very risky..." The fat girl let out a long sigh at this time.

The terrified Miss Witch was not grateful, and quickly glared at Farrell, "Old man, do you want to murder me so that you don't have to fulfill your promise! Why stop suddenly!"

Farrell stood up and looked ahead. After a while, he said slowly: "Ahead, I can't go."

"Why?" Miss Witch asked subconsciously.

Farrell didn't say anything, only the backhand drew the sword from the fat girl's hand, and it was a slash... a huge sword light instantly broke the clouds and shot directly into the distance.

However, in an instant, the sword light disappeared-not the disappearance of castration exhaustion, but the disappearance of abruptly and directly...

"This..." Miss Witch couldn't help but open her mouth, "This is the rumored forbidden space..."

She subconsciously looked at the old guy Farrell, and couldn't help but sweat over the old guy's plan—Farrell was still looking for so-called potential newcomers to fight the so-called horror in his mouth. .

But when he learned of the emergence of the World Extraordinary Summit, this guy suddenly changed his plan-he had a new plan.

In the words of this old guy: This is a good opportunity to gather strength.

God knows if this old guy will go crazy above the World Transcendent Summit...Thinking about it, the Forbidden Space seems to be a good thing-at least this old guy is really crazy, and it won't be that no one can stop it. The situation?

"What are you waiting for, hurry in!" The lady witch became excited.

As long as you enter this forbidden space, you will have 10,000 ways to change this situation where men are strong and women are weak... It's time to stand up and take control!

But at this moment, a small black shadow suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

It turned out to be a black drone for shooting.

The drone hovering in front of the crowd extended a small probe at this time, and the voice came from the probe: "This is the Shenzhou Administration Bureau, the temporary headquarters of the summit meeting. You have violated our country’s Regarding the ban on flying, please show your identification immediately, otherwise, we will treat it as against me..."

Snapped--!

I saw the drone split into two directly at this time, and then exploded in the air.

It was Farrell who was still holding the fat girl's sword.

"What is the Shenzhou Administration Bureau?" Farrell asked indifferently at this time.

"You... ask after finishing the split?!" Miss Soul Witch was dizzy and yelled: "Madman! Madman!"

...

"...In other words, this is the [Knight Mechanism] of the East, I understand." Farrell nodded at this time.

After spending a long time explaining it clearly, the Soul Witch couldn't help but get a terrible headache... How should she explain this to the Shenzhou Administration?

Would you say with a smile: I'm sorry everyone, this old guy was locked up more than a hundred years ago, I don't know that you were officially established decades ago... so?

I'm afraid it's not going to be scolded to death.

"It's good if you understand." Miss Soul Witch sighed: "This world is different from your time. You still have to be cautious about how much you do. After all, this is the East. Even if you don't know the authority, have you never heard of it? True Dragon of China? If it weren’t for the extraordinary meeting to be held this time, I’m afraid we’ve just stepped into the realm of China, will we encounter the legendary invincible Eastern Dragon? How can we let you fly in directly?"

"Why didn't I think about it?" Farrell suddenly looked up at this moment, "I actually forgot... the true dragon of the East! She can be a force for confrontation! Damn! I only think of this now!"

As he said, Farrell, who was trembling with excitement, jumped directly from the head of the black dragon. The Soul Witch wanted to pull it but couldn't hold it...

"This old guy!"