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Surprisingly, those yin actually broke through the cinnabar.

I was completely shocked. This is a special cinnabar, the thing of the sun, the strength is very strong, can these yin actually break through?

[The anchor is doing this? How do I feel that the situation is not good? 】

[Don't it be this fat man who wants to change his body? 】

【Oops! This dead fat man murders all the year round, the hotel is full of anger, and he has gathered a strong evil in his body. Now he is killed, all the yin will be poured into his body, turning him into a horrible ghost! 】

At this time, the voice of the ancestors of the yin dynasty also rang in my headphones: "Yuan girl, this person has too many kills, and the means are extremely cruel. Once he is turned into a devil, the consequences are unimaginable."

I bite my teeth and turned to Song Chengyu: "Let you use a few drops of blood!"

Song Chengyu looked at me with vigilance and asked in disbelief: "What do you want my blood to do? Want to curse me?"

I screamed at him with anger: "This fat man is going to be a ghost. When he absorbs the yin, his strength will be forced to attack the ghosts. And because he kills too many lives, his grievances gather, he will have a lot of skills. At that time, we will The two add up, not necessarily his opponent!"

Song Chengyu frowned. "You don't want to be alarmist. I have countless wicked people who have killed me. I am more cruel than evil. I have never heard of ghosting."

"Everyone's situation is different!" I hurriedly said, "His character must be yin, and with all sorts of coincidences, it will be a ghost. Once he is succeeded in ghosting, he will become more ferocious than before. Time is not only that we are going to die, but also a lot of ordinary people will die of his hands!"

Song Chengyu stared at my eyes and seemed to see that I was not lying, coldly said: "Why don't you have your own blood?"

"I am a woman, the birth of the eight characters is yin, with my will only give him blood!" I hurriedly said, "You are Dan Jinwu, bloody, bloody, use your blood is the most appropriate. Time is tight, please be sure Believe me this time!"

Song Chengyu stared at me with sorrow, and I was so anxious that I couldn’t wait to rush to put his blood.

At this time, the fat boss who had already died turned over and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were gone, his eyes were blood red.

I was shocked and anxiously said: "He wants to be successful in ghosting!"

Song Chengyu’s face was dignified, and he looked at me with a sigh of relief. “If I let you know that you lied to me, I will not spare you.”

After all, he stretched out his index finger and made a stroke in his palm. The blood of the red blood surged out. I immediately added the blood to the cinnabar, then opened the chest of the body and painted on his fat-filled chest. A spell.

This time the spell did not smudge, but instead a layer of faint golden light.

The dead body suddenly trembled fiercely. My eyes were cold and gnashing my teeth. "You, a despicable and dirty soul, should enter the 18th floor of hell. You will suffer from peeling and bones and broken arms and ribs day and night. You must not live forever!" ”

After all, I quickly opened a red flannel bag, which is the gold needle I used for acupuncture.

I dyed all the golden needles on cinnabar, and then quickly pierced all the big holes in the body of the dead body, sealed his life points, and then picked up a scorpion in both hands. The golden needle was shaking, and the needle and the needle were even as thin as a spider's silk. The golden light is connected to each other and forms a golden array on the dead body.

"There are three strange sun and moon stars! The sky is full of ghosts and horror! If there is a fierce evil, the evil spirits are coming! Exorcism and demon are not merciless!" I quickly licked several law, and then pointed to the body: "Hurry as a law!" Hey!"

The dead body was like a fish on the chopping board, shaking for a while, then gradually calmed down.

I took the opportunity to step forward and smashed his head with a meteor sword.

The human head rolled, and eventually the **** red eyes returned to normal and slowly closed.

I took a long sigh of relief and wiped the blood from the Meteor Sword. I said, "It’s justified that the ancient wicked people are being beheaded. It must be asked at noon. This time is the most yang, and I was cut off from the head and could not become a evil spirit.

Song Chengyu looked at me silently. I said, "Okay, now we can start."

Instead of rushing to start, he asked: "My brother... isn't that what you killed?"

"Excuse me, your brother did not let me kill the value." I said, "I am not a fool, how can I do this kind of thing that is harmful and not profitable?"

[The anchor is really handsome and soaring, it is my goddess! 】

[This Song Chengyu actually gave the blood to the anchor, and it seems that it is not a very unreasonable person. 】

[If he didn't believe the anchor at this time, he would be stupid. 】

Song Chengyu indulged for a moment, said: "Ms. Yuan, even if I believe in you, my master will not believe, you do have the biggest suspicion."

"So, what do you want?" I asked.

"I hope that you can find the real murderer with me." Song Chengyu said, "When the time, you can clean up the suspicion, I can also avenge the younger brother, how?"

"Of course." I nodded. "If you were so sensible at first, why bother?"

He smiled and didn't speak.

I understand in my heart that if I don't show strong strength, even if they know that there are doubts, they will not hesitate to start. They would rather kill one thousand and not let one go. Even if I finally know that I am not a murderer, what? Anyway, killing will kill.

This is their jungle law.

To live, you must become stronger.

I turned off the live broadcast, called the police, and left the hotel with Song Chengyu to go to the Solda Hotel.

Although Tong Qingfeng has been dead for several days, the presidential suite is still sealed with seals. Of course, no one will be willing to stay if it is just a life case.

As soon as I entered the door, I found something wrong.

"In this room, there is still a trace of power fluctuations." I said.

"What do you mean, killing my younger brother is a firepower?" asked Song Chengyu.

I nodded: "Although I often use the fire, these spells look the same as the power surface. In fact, the power used is not the same. Ordinary people can't separate, but the monks must be aware."

"It’s been a few days now, can you still detect it?" He didn't believe it.

I smiled and said, "My knowledge is much stronger than the average monk."

Song Chengyu said: "This is your side, there is no evidence."

I secretly sneered in my heart. If you really believe in the evidence, you won’t be killed if you go to the door.

On the ground of the room, chalk was used to depict the shape of Tong Qingfeng’s death. Song Chengyu looked at it carefully and said, “When my brother was killed, he just came out of the bathroom. He walked quickly to the bed. The murderer should hide on the ceiling. Suddenly jumped and put a flame on my younger brother."

Having said that, he frowned and said: "With the strength of my younger brother, it is impossible to hide a person on the top of my head and have not noticed it."

My eyes fell on the bed and said, "Why is Mr. Tong so anxious to go to bed? What is the thing that attracts him on the bed?"

Song Chengyu’s heart moved: “What are you suggesting?”

I reached out and touched the bed: "I suspect that there was a man in the room besides Mr. Tong and the murderer."

"A woman?" Song Chengyu raised an eyebrow.

I opened the quilt and looked down and said: "There is a fragrance, a woman's body fragrance."

We found the hotel and asked to see the video of the night. At the beginning, the hotel was not willing. Song Chengyu made a phone call with a cold face. The manager immediately rushed to apologize and said that he must cooperate with us for investigation.

We watched the video of the night, Tong Qingfeng came alone, and no one had ever entered his room.

So where did the woman come from?

"Maybe there is never this woman." Song Chengyu said coldly, "Everything is just that you are talking to yourself."

I said unceremoniously: "If the camera really recorded something, it would not be possible for us to investigate. The police have already caught the murderer."

Song Chengyu was stunned and snorted.

Just then, the voice of Yunxia Fairy suddenly sounded in the ear: "Oh, Yuantoutou, this is a ‘Yellow demon’.”