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"Let's go back first, this place is not suitable for a long time!"

Qin Yue glanced around and motioned for everyone to evacuate quickly.

After returning to Xu's house, several people couldn't wait to ask what was going on.

"Behind the scenes, it is the ghost saint who controls this group of burial people!" Mo Chen's expression was solemn.

"Ghost Saint Bloodline?" Yang Chen was very unfamiliar with this title, "Is it a sect?"

Mo Chen sighed softly, as if he thought of something unpleasant, got up and walked outside, "Yue'er, you tell them, I want to be quiet for a while." A

few people were confused.

"Don't worry, Mochen just thinks of some unhappy memories and wants to be quiet for a while."

Qin Yue sighed softly, "Strictly speaking, the Ghost Saint lineage does not belong to the sect, but a branch of evil cultivation.

The Ghost Saint Sect is very small in the evil cultivation branch, but it is the oldest and most mysterious line, and the secret art of burying people is created by the Ghost Saint Sect.

Their purpose this time was not to cultivate those burial people, but to cultivate a superb Netherworld Corpse! With that

, Qin Yue glanced at everyone and continued: "The strength of the best Netherworld Yin Corpse is much stronger than that of ordinary Netherworld Yin Corpse.

But the cultivation method is very unique, looking at the whole world, only the ghost saint can master the secret technique of cultivating the best netherworld corpse.

The burial people we killed just now are only one of the links in cultivating that superb Yin corpse, and I counted them just now, and the number of those burials is only three hundred and ninety.

This is exactly the number of cultivating a top-grade Netherworld Yin Corpse, as soon as those burial people die, the spell of the top-grade Netherworld Netherworld corpse will start to activate, once that top-grade Netherworld Netherworld corpse is raised, there will be a big mess!

Ma Tao frowned and asked, "Where is that superb Netherworld corpse?"

Qin Yue shook her head, "Only they know this, the trouble with the best Netherworld Yin Corpse is that the cultivated body, under the premise of not being controlled, is no different from a normal person."

In other words, the body doesn't know that it has become the best Netherworld corpse, and it will only transform under control, but after the transformation is restored, the body itself will not remember what happened.

Yang Chen's face became more and more solemn as he listened to it, "In other words, the biggest trouble of the best Netherworld Corpse is not only the strength of the combat power, but also the biggest difficulty in finding out who is the best Netherworld Corpse?"

Qin Yue nodded, "The best Nether Yin Corpse can be anyone passing by on the street, or it could be one of us." This

sentence made everyone shudder, if such a thing really appeared, it would be a real big deal.

"Wait, there's something wrong!"

Ma Tao suddenly thought of something, and said: "Since every link has been calculated, does it mean that our every move is under the control of the ghost saint lineage, otherwise, how would they know that we will definitely make a move against that group of burial people?"

Ma Tao's words made the air in the entire hall seem to freeze instantly, and even Yang Chen felt a chill.

His words and deeds, all his whereabouts are exposed under a pair of eyes, and he doesn't realize it, which is really frightening.

"Not necessarily."

Qing Yue shook her head and said, "This possibility is very small, the Ghost Saint lineage is already mysterious, and it is impossible for them to spy on us at the risk of being discovered by us in advance."

It was just a coincidence that the group of burial people was killed by us, the ghost and god line had been calculated in advance, and if that group of burial people made such a big move, there would definitely be martial arts cultivators, but we just happened to bump into it.

"That's good, it scares me to death."

Ma Tao patted his chest with palpitations, and asked again, "Then what is the purpose of their cultivation of that superb Netherworld Corpse?"

"It's not clear for now."

Qin Yue sighed softly, "It is extremely rare to cultivate a top-grade Netherworld Yin Corpse, and the Ghost Saint has worked hard to cultivate a top-grade Netherworld Yin Corpse, presumably with greater consideration and planning, the purpose will definitely not be for the small city of Tianhai." "

Can you find the person behind it?"

Yang Chen suddenly asked, from beginning to end, he thought carefully about Qin Yue's words word by word, and finally found out the key to the problem, as long as he killed the people who were behind the scenes, all the problems would be solved.

Qin Yue opened her mouth, but a touch of strangeness suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she sighed and said, "Okay, this matter is here, those burial people have been killed, and there will be no more dead people." On

the way back, Ma Tao drove a few people to see them off, because Mochen and Qin Yue lived relatively closely, so they were sent first, and everyone was silent along the way, and no one mentioned the funeral.

"Let's go sit at home."

Qin Yue stepped out of the car door and said a word to Yang Chen, Yang Chen asked Ma Tao to go first, and then followed Mo Chen and Qin Yue to their home.

At this time, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning, and it stands to reason that it was not appropriate to call someone to come to the house as a guest at this time, but Qin Yue and Mo Chen knew that Yang Chen must have a stomach of doubts in his heart.

Qin Yue poured two cups of tea, and then entered the study.

Mochen sat on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze, and didn't speak for a long time.

Yang Chen sat quietly next to him and didn't bother him.

After a while, Mo Chen let out a long breath, and his mood was much soothed, and said, "I did deal with the Ghost Saint Pulse before, and I also had some not-so-good memories, but these are all in the past.

Yang Chen nodded lightly, and didn't go to the bottom of the matter, and said, "Do you know how to find the behind-the-scenes manipulator?"

"I'll have a secret technique, and it's not hard to find the person behind it, but I hope this is the end of it."

Mo Chen looked at Yang Chen and said: "There are two reasons, first, the Ghost Saint Pulse is not easy to deal with, if you provoke the behind-the-scenes manipulator, it will definitely anger the Ghost Saint Bloodline, and when the time comes, they will retaliate, and the consequences will be unimaginable."

Second, they went to great lengths to cultivate a top-grade Netherworld Corpse, and it was definitely not for us, so we didn't have to go through this troubled water.

Yang Chen touched his chin lightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "That superb Netherworld Yin Corpse, will it continue to die before it is cultivated?"

"Yes, and more will die."

A touch of helplessness flashed in the corner of Mo Chen's eyes, and he said: "But there will be nothing in seven or forty-nine days, and after forty-nine days, the Netherworld Rune Seal will enter the second level, and the best Netherworld Yin Corpse will begin to take shape."

When the time comes, it will be manipulated, to suck more people's blood, kill more people, and continue to accumulate the yin qi on the body, and when the yin qi accumulates to a certain extent, it will develop a real superb nether yin corpse!

Yang Chen's face was calm, and he asked again, "What is the strength of the best Netherworld Yin Corpse?"

Mo Chen closed his eyes, as if he had thought of something he didn't want to think of again, and after a long while, he slowly opened his eyes and said: "Unless you are a master of the Heavenly and Human Realm, even if you are in the late stage of the Great Grandmaster's Consummation Realm, you don't have the slightest chance in front of the best Netherworld Yin Corpse!" On

the way back, Yang Chen called Su Nan.

Su Nan was unavoidable for twenty-four hours a day and night for this matter, and as soon as he connected it, Su Nan's voice came, "How is it?" Done? "

Well, it's all settled." Yang Chen responded.

"That's great!"

Su Nan was overjoyed on the other end of the phone, "Yang Chen, you are amazing, if it weren't for the special nature of this case, I would have to give you a first-class credit, when you are free, I will invite you to a big meal."

Yang Chen smiled bitterly, "No need, it's just a gesture."

"Why not, I have to thank you on behalf of the entire people of Tianhai City, how many lives have you saved, by the way, are you sure that the matter is completely resolved?"

"Well, at least there won't be anything going on for a while."

Yang Chen replied vaguely, and said: "If, I mean if, next time you encounter such a thing, don't be a hero, and report it directly to you according to a mysterious department, if no one cares, you would rather take off your police uniform than touch this case, you know?"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen felt very bored in his heart.

He knew that in forty days, more people would die in Tianhai City, but what could he do?

He can slaughter those burial people, and it can be regarded as benevolent and righteous, at least within his ability.

But he is not a saint, and if he can't protect himself, he can't help even if he dies.

Maybe it was because he had stayed in this time and space for too long, Yang Chen's mind at this time was completely different from that of the Tianwu Continent.

In the Tianwu Continent, his title is the God of Killing, at that time, he was fierce and brutal, with a wave of the military flag, hundreds of thousands of heads fell to the ground, and when he captured the city, he would be slaughtered, leaving no men, women and children.

But in this time and space, perhaps because his soul is integrated with another person, there is a bit of kindness and warmth.

Originally, whether it was the best Netherworld Yin corpse, burial people, or ghost saint lineage, no matter how many people died, it had nothing to do with Yang Chen.

But Yang Chen's heart was very heavy, thinking that in a few dozen days, Tianhai City would be bleeding again, and he felt panicked in his heart.

If only it snowed!

Yang Chen pulled over the car, pillowed his arms behind his head, and began to miss Cangxue again.

Cangxue is a smart girl in ice and snow, and she is also the person who knows Yang Chen the most, when she was in the Tianwu Continent before, no matter what knots Yang Chen had, Cangxue would help him break them down one by one.

Although in this time and space, there are many people around Yang Chen, Lin Wanqing, Xu Qinglan, Xu Lin, Su Nan, any one of them is sincere to Yang Chen, as long as Yang Chen says a word, these people can go to the soup for him.

But Yang Chen still feels lonely sometimes, perhaps, loneliness is not how many people he knows, but who really understands himself.

"Help, what do you want to do!"

Just when Yang Chen's thoughts were bored, a familiar woman's voice suddenly came from the side.

Turning his head to look, when he saw who the other party was, a cold glint suddenly flashed in Yang Chen's eyes, and he suddenly opened the car door and walked down!