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Looking at this situation, no matter how stupid you are, you can tell that it is a gathering of the seven blood-clothed officiants.

Does this Soul-Eating Blood Clothes actually have such ability?

Qiao Ji could only pretend to be cold now, not daring to speak or move.

Judging from the posture of these people, they seemed to have power here. He guessed that he couldn't beat them, because Officer Cheng Jun told him that the leaders of the Original Sin Department seemed to be good at spiritual powers.

These blood-clothed officiants are very well-informed, and they actually already know the official news.

But what they didn't know was that Qiao Ji had even absorbed the soul of the former chief priest, and he had all the soul-eating blood clothes in his hands.

"You are looking for death!" shouted a loud voice.

"Come and I will give you death."

A scornful voice spoke mockingly.

"Okay, don't say these useless words. After talking for so long, I haven't seen you really fight. I am only happy if one of them is killed." A disgusting and sticky voice sounded, "Let's discuss how to take back the altar. ,This is the most important."

The contemptuous voice returned to a bit of seriousness, and he said: "The altar is now in the hands of Chinese officials and is nowhere to be found. Have any of you found any clues?"

"Ha~" A yawn sounded, and the lazy child's voice said: "I have news from here. One of the Yujing Tombs has been dug up, and the altar should be inside now."

A deep and deep voice said: "That place seems to be the ancient imperial mausoleum of China. It is said that it is a small world inside, with only one entrance. How to get in?"

The lazy child said: "I don't know about this. I only heard this much, but the fact that Chinese officials can place the altar there shows that they trust the security measures there. Do you have any good ideas?"

There was silence.

"Since I have no idea, let's go back and think about it again. Let's do some more research. We will definitely find a way to get in. We must get the altar back."

The sticky voice said, and then he looked at Qiao Ji, "Why don't you say anything today? Are you seriously injured? Why don't you come to my sister's place, I can help you heal your injuries."

"Ha, if you are injured, be careful. Don't let us find you."

The last person spoke, and his voice seemed to be sizing up Qiao Ji, like a python wrapped around him, as if it was about to swallow him up at any time. There was an indescribable coldness, "Everyone should have sent people to find you."

"I'm not interested, let's go first." After the child's voice said, the thick fog enveloped him and disappeared on the rib he was standing on.

"I don't like wasting my efforts. Let's go and find the altar as soon as possible." The loud voice also summoned the thick fog, wrapped itself up, and disappeared in place.

The other people didn't say anything and simply disappeared.

In the end, only Qiao Ji and the blood-clothed officiant with a sticky and disgusting voice were left.

She said she was her younger sister, but Qiao Ji, who had downloaded an anti-fraud APP in his previous life, didn't believe her at all.

Most likely another dead shemale.

"Do you really not want my help? Could it be that you still want to take revenge, or maybe you have fallen in love with the child who will help you take revenge?"

Qiao Ji's heart skipped a beat.

It seems like you are talking about yourself, right?

"Ah, did I guess it right? I heard that the child can summon sea water. It seems to be a very good power. I am also a little tempted. What should I do? Why don't my brother give it to my sister?"

Qiao Ji didn't know what to say. He knew too little about them and anything he said would be easily exposed.

So, he tried to 'leave' in his mind.

Sure enough, the fog around him gradually thickened, blurring everything, and then suddenly dissipated.

He appeared in his memory space.

On the huge corpse in the misty space, only a figure in blood was left.

"Don't say a word. Is there really something serious wrong with him? Is the injury to the spiritual barrier irreversible? Hahaha, that's really great!" The last blood-clothed priest laughed softly.

"But there are too many eyes gathered in Tongcheng now, I'm afraid he has already left——

No, if he can't heal the injury of the spiritual partition, I'm afraid he won't be able to go far. It seems that he still has to send someone to Tongcheng to take a look. "

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Did I just have a meeting with other blood-clothed officiants?

After returning to the memory space, Qiao Ji breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the blood-clothed priests couldn't see each other's real bodies, or could they tell them apart through the soul-eating blood-clothes?

Otherwise, how could they not know about the substitution.

But these bad guys really have a way to have such a special meeting place. Listening to what they just said, it seems that this is not the first time for such a meeting.

And he actually pretended to be a blood-clothed officiant. Although he was passive, this kind of thing was too bizarre. Most people would never have such an opportunity.

They seemed to have quite good information, and knew that the former blood-clothed priest 'himself' was not dead. It seemed that they had a strong ability to find out information, or in other words, they had a lot of ears and eyes.

He exited the memory space and woke up. It was already dawn, but it was still early.

He lifted the blanket and was about to get out of bed when several black shadows appeared in front of him. He was startled, but after a closer look -

"Oh, it's you."

It turned out to be a soldier of the Black Shadow Corps.

He sat on the edge of the bed and patted his chest, while two shadow soldiers gently put slippers on Qiao Ji's feet and helped him put on his shoes.

This service made him feel a little embarrassed.

After leaving the bedroom, there were two other shadow soldiers standing aside holding water glasses and toothbrushes filled with toothpaste.

"..."

What's going on with the life of this rich landlord?

Chen Xiaoyu, how on earth did you train these ninjas?

He heard a slight noise in the bedroom, turned back and took a look, and found that two ninja soldiers had folded his quilt into standard tofu blocks.

"I go."

Are your life skills directly copied from mine?

I don’t believe Ninja or Chen Xiaoyu can do this!

After waiting for a while to wash up, he directly opened the portal, threw his phone to a ninja soldier, and told him: "When my dad calls, just run in and call me."

The ninja soldier nodded, then stood straight on the spot holding the phone.

After entering the training ground and walking a certain distance, Qiao Ji took them to the weapons warehouse.

He picked up a Glock 18 and gave it to a ninja soldier.

"Here, take it off and put it back on."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow soldier skillfully disassembled and reassembled the pistol. Qiao Ji felt that he was even faster than himself.

Directly obtained the skills of the master Qiao Ji?

That's great, Qiao Ji doesn't need to teach him anymore, they just start teaching immediately.

"It just so happens that those blood-clothed priests seem to have some thoughts about me, the 'injured' blood-clothed priest. They don't love each other internally, and they also have some thoughts about me, a special superpower."

The noise of releasing the sea was too great to hide. Even the sweeping aunties knew about it, after all, they had to clean.

The current situation is that danger is approaching.

But now he has 12 shadow soldiers who have certain military skills, are loyal, and will not die.

From now on, I will sleep in the training ground, leaving a ninja outside as a stand-in.