At this time, the phone rang.

The young man took out his mobile phone, held it between two fingers, and hung it high in front of his eyes, and stretched out his finger with the other hand to answer the call:

"Silver Moon, what's the matter?"

"Magic Eye, have you played enough? Go back to the headquarters quickly. The Master of the Killing Palace killed many of us in the northern border. She is very good at hiding. I need your eyes." The voice on the other end of the phone was loud and irritable.

"Pay attention to your tone!" The young man smiled and said, "You are a master, how dare you talk to me like that?"

"I pay attention to you Mahler Gobi!" The person on the other end of the phone became even more irritable and cursed:

"You four heavenly kings all have faults. The one ranked number one shouted for freedom all day long, but couldn't find anyone. The one ranked second actually told me that she would send a battle post to challenge the palace lord to stop killing him. Shot?

"The third-ranked killer just happened to enter the spiritual realm. Our eight great generals were able to kill that bitch, but we can't find it!"

The young man scratched his head: "Well, okay, you know my rules, first give me a reason to kill her."

"Do you need a reason to kill someone?"

"I don't need it."

"When she hunted and killed members of our organization, she accidentally injured two civilians, does that count?"

"Forget it! I'll kill her now."

"You are crazy. Are you in the lawful camp or the evil camp? No, the four of you are crazy." Silver Moon God General cursed, changed the subject, and said:

"Lee Xianzong is dead!"

"Huh?" The Demon Eye King frowned, and the smile on his face disappeared: "What's going on."

"I met Yuanshi Tianzun in the dungeon and was slaughtered."

"Is that so?" The smile on the Demon Eye Heavenly King's face resumed, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Then after I kill Palace Master Zhisha, I will go to Songhai to collect the reasons for killing Yuanshi Tianzun."

Zhang Yuanqing floated up and was less than ten centimeters from the ceiling. Looking down, his body was lying quietly on the bed, without breathing or heartbeat.

"If I don't return for twenty minutes, my physical body will die completely."

Zhang Yuanqing realized something, and immediately floated out of the room extremely quickly, and came to the living room through the wall. His current state is very strange, floating and controlling objects seem to be innate abilities.

This means that he can use props to deal with enemies in the spirit state, such as holding a knife and shooting a gun.

In addition, the power of the spirit body is the power of the sun, he can still perform Night Tour and Xiaoyue, but he can no longer open the inventory, but the overall strength is worse than the main body.

The advantage is that in the spirit state, he is immune to physical output, but he is extremely afraid of "spiritual" attacks.

In the process of thinking, Zhang Yuanqing drifted into the bedroom of his grandparents, and the two old people had already fallen asleep.

He changed his route, crashed into the wall, and came to his aunt's bedroom.

By the window with pink curtains, my aunt was wearing a light nightgown, standing in front of the window, silently looking at the night scene.

The black lace bra she took off was lying on the bedside table, which was not small in size.

Jiang Yuyi tilted his head unobservably, stretched his waist suddenly, and muttered: "I'm so sleepy, go to sleep"

Zhang Yuanqing watched her get into bed, closed her eyes, her face was quiet and soft, round and well-behaved. JrNovels.com