After Disappearing For 20 Years, I Return As The Most Powerful Heavenly Master

Subsequently.

Chen Yuewen and the others took Didi to the company.

Watching the Didi car drive away, Zhang Ze withdrew his gaze and said without looking back: "Which of you plans to go, this time it's up to you."

There was a sudden noise inside the luminous lamp.

But the noise didn’t last long, and everyone became quiet when Uncle Asan’s majestic ghostly voice spoke:

"You guys are giving me a headache by arguing. Stop arguing. Just decide by guessing. Whoever wins gets to go."

One sentence.

Luminous lamps are much quieter.

Zhang Ze ignored Lan Lanli's decision and sat leisurely in the sports lottery shop. He turned on his mobile phone and read the International Supernatural Forum to see what news there was and whether there were any ghosts that could be conquered.

A few minutes passed.

After some guessing, the winner was determined.

"Go." Zhang Ze glanced at the ghost kneeling in front of it.

It looked hideous and terrifying, filled with a ghostly aura, and every good piece of skin on its body was covered with bleeding wounds.

It is said that the appearance of a ghost is related to its appearance before death, and its appearance is that it is unknown what it has experienced in life, and it is actually covered in wounds.

However, it is difficult to judge how it died, but based on the terrifying ghostly aura, it was a ghost king.

The ghost king, who was covered in scars, received Zhang Ze's order, respectfully agreed, and went to Chen Yuewen's company.

"Your Majesty, I will follow you to take a look to avoid any trouble. Several powerful ghost exorcists have come to Daqing City."

From the luminous lamp, Uncle Asan's majestic voice rang out.

Zhang Ze didn't even raise his head, he casually swiped the phone screen to browse the forum, and then nodded lightly:

"Don't make too much noise this time. I don't really like dealing with those people in the Yamen."

"good."

As Uncle Asan responded, a light invisible to the naked eye flashed in the luminous lamp.

A little while.

Out of curiosity, a young girl's voice came from the luminous lamp:

"Your Majesty, who is the powerful exorcist here?" Xiao Liuzi is the king of Gu. His power lies in poison, not in perception. He cannot detect situations at long distances.

"People from Longhu Mountain." Zhang Ze said casually: "Yang Qi is like steel, with awe-inspiring righteousness, they are the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain."

He didn't care that powerful ghost exorcists came to Daqing City.

Rather than caring about these things, it is better to think about what to have for dinner today, or read more anecdotes on the forum.

Sudden.

He stopped sliding his finger on the phone screen, and his eyes fell on a forum news where the finger stopped.

[The five-year exchange meeting between the Yamen and major sects is scheduled to be held in Daqing City this time].

"..."

Zhang Ze's eyelids were half-lidded, staring at this forum news, and he was speechless and curled his lips:

"Calculate the time, is the Great Xia Supernatural Exchange Conference that is held every five years about to begin? Why did it choose to be in Daqing City, where I live?"

Xiao Liuzi appeared on Zhang Ze's shoulder at some point, looking at the mobile phone screen with those bean eyes:

"Oh~ no wonder there are powerful supernatural beings coming to Daqing City. Are you coming to Daqing City in advance to visit the base so that you can participate in the exchange conference?"

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the other side.

Daqing City, downtown business district, in an office building, 23rd floor.

"What is Tong Pala doing? Why is there no news at all?"

In an office on the 23rd floor, there was a woman in her thirties sitting. She was dressed in brand-name clothes and her face was full of technology. She was obviously a vain person who liked to dress up.

In front of her desk, there is an identity card - sales general manager, Wang Lin.

Wang Lin bit her fingernails and walked back and forth in front of the glass wall of the office. From time to time, she opened the blinds and looked at the employee office area outside the office. Her eyes were pointed directly at the entrance door of the office.

After receiving a call from Master Tongpala last night and learning that Chen Yuewen had an expert's advice behind her, Wang Lin started to worry, but thinking of Master Tongpala's ability, she fell asleep peacefully.

But when she woke up this morning, she called Master Tongpala to ask about the progress. She made several calls in succession, but no one answered.

Wang Lin suddenly panicked.

It was definitely not a good thing to be unable to get through to Master Pala. The worries that had been suppressed last night took root again after several consecutive phone calls.

With anxiety in mind, Wang Lin came to the company early before going to work, wanting to confirm whether Chen Yuewen came to work.

that's all.

She waited restlessly in the office, watching the electronic clock beat second by second. When it was almost time to go to work, her heart was in her throat.

She knew that Chen Yuewen was never late. As long as she didn't come after work hours, it meant something had happened to Chen Yuewen.

Seeing that the time is still three minutes away.

"Hold!"

When she saw Chen Yuewen hurriedly running in through the open shutters, she couldn't help but curse.

how so.

Why is Chen Yuewen still alive?

Failed with Para? !

Is the master behind Chen Yuewen so powerful? How can he deal with Tong Pala?

In the sight, Chen Yuewen was panting and wiping the sweat from her forehead. She looked relieved, which was completely different from the expected Chen Yuewen.

Even if Chen Yuewen is not dead, she is not even sick from being injured.

Even if she couldn't contact Master Tongpala, Wang Lin knew at this time that Master Tongpala had failed.

"Damn it, I was promised that Tongpala is the direct disciple of Thailand's number one head-downing master. Isn't he a loser? He can't even kill an ordinary woman."

Wang Lin bit her fingernails, her eyes filled with anger and dissatisfaction:

"If I had known better than to be cheap, I would have just gone to the First Lowering Master. The price is a bit expensive, but with the First Lowering Master, I can definitely kill this stinky bitch Chen Yuewen."

Staring at Chen Yuewen, she cursed and picked up the phone, looked at Tong Pala's phone number, thought about it and decided not to call again, so she chose to make another call.

This is an intermediary call.

It was Tongpala whom she contacted from the other party in the first place, who was an intermediary dealer in Thailand's supernatural black market.

soon.

The call went through.

Wang Lin immediately cursed:

"What kind of useless Master Jiantou did you introduce to me? Are you sure he is the direct disciple of the No. 1 Jiotou Master in Thailand? He can't even kill an ordinary woman. Give me a replacement and give me the contact of the No. 1 Jiotou Master. Way."

"That's the one named Songpa Shan. He is the number one head-dropping master in Thailand, right..."

She didn't have time to complain, so she just complained and got straight to the point without giving the agent a chance to speak.

It wasn't until later that the agent finally intervened.

"What do you mean? Can't contact Songpa Shan? Are you such a loser... What? Songpa Shan is dead?"

Wang Lin was just about to start complaining when she heard the agent's explanation.

The intermediary did not try to sell the truth and told Wang Lin the news that Songpa Shan was killed last night. The more she listened, the more horrified Wang Lin became.

"Are you sure that not only Sumpa Shan is dead, but also his descendants, Tong Pala and his disciples are all dead?"

"I'm sure." The intermediary said: "Not only Songpashan, but his whole family is dead, including Tongpala. They were all killed last night. It was an expert from Daxia who did it."

"..."

Wang Lin was silent. The agent may not know, but she knew it very well...

Everything was such a coincidence. Last night, Tong Pala said that the matter was difficult and that there was an expert behind Chen Yuewen. However, the next day, Tong Pala was killed by an expert from Daxia.

"Did the master behind Chen Yuewen do it?!" Wang Lin's heart was beating wildly and her breathing was rapid.

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