The Great Protector only glanced at it, and accurately interpreted the correct content from the messy long speech.

He was silent for more than ten seconds, and suddenly laughed, hoarse and carefree.

The subordinate on the other side of the phone dared not speak out. He had never seen such a big protector. It was common for the big protector to get angry, but it was unprecedentedly rare for the big protector to laugh.

"You've done a good job, very good!" The Great Protector said with a smile like phlegm stuck in his throat:

"Get ready and find an opportunity to enter Qinfeng Academy. The leader's long-cherished wish for many years may be fulfilled by you. You should understand what kind of credit this is."

The subordinate's rapid breathing came from the loudspeaker.

Xin'an County at the junction of Jiangnan Province and Jianghuai Province.

In a dilapidated rental house, in a bedroom where clothes are piled up in disorder, the curtains are drawn, revealing a small gap, a figure sits at the table, looks down at the items in front of him, and makes a wicked smile:

"The treasure of the town religion, who lost this treasure of the town religion, and I picked it up, God help me, God help me, hahaha."

Smiling nervously, he suddenly paused, tilted his head, and said:

"No, it's a new era now, and we need to use a new name to dominate the props!"

Sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, half of his face reflected the sunlight, his expression was dull and crazy, one eye was empty and the other eye was crazy and chaotic.

During this period of time, he has always been unable to restrain the desire to kill, unable to bear the desire to repair himself, and has devoured the spirit bodies of several spiritual realm walkers in succession.

And the souls of a dozen ordinary people.

Without the power of purification, this undoubtedly aggravated his mental pollution, resulting in schizophrenia.

"Good disciple, good disciple, I miss you as a teacher, hehehe." Jie Jie's strange laughter echoed in the rental house.

No trace hotel.

The air conditioner was powerfully delivering cold air. In the hotel lobby covered with marble floor tiles, behind the reception desk, Zhang Yuanqing lay lazily on Xiaoyuan's rest chair, crossing his legs.

"You say a senior high school student, why is his thinking so evil, he actually did such crazy things to his female neighbors, female teachers, and female classmates? When I was in my third year of high school, little girls dared not hold hands and talk to girls They are all blushing, very pure, Madoka, you must believe me."

He crossed his legs and talked eloquently, telling what he had seen and heard during the process of collecting props during this period.

Xiaoyuan was wearing a small wine red suit and a white lady's shirt, and was sitting at the front desk, listening to him chatting silently, her cold and majestic face was expressionless, and her eyes were gentle and hidden.

Kou Beiyue and the little fat man were half lying on the front desk, listening with great interest.

The way ordinary people deal with items after they get them is very interesting. Most of them will use the abilities of the items to satisfy their own selfish desires, but some regard themselves as saviors, or feel that they are the protagonists of destiny.

"But the case of the third-year high school students can only be considered as bad. Except for the incident in the inner ring tunnel, the worst thing I have seen in the past six days is the curse murder case. More than 20 people died in the entire community. You can't imagine It is the reason why the caster kills." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"what reason?"

Kou Beiyue and the little fat man asked in unison.

"The ones who died all had yellow hair. The assailant's wife cheated, he said..." Zhang Yuanqing gathered his tongue, as if chanting some kind of spell:

"Huang Mao must die!"

Kou Beiyue and the little fat man were at a loss: "What do you mean?"

"Just understand if you understand, don't ask if you don't understand." Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand: "What time is it? Don't send takeaway yet." JrNovels.com