Infinite Kings Advent

Slowly walking out of the villa, Xie Chen took out his terminal.

Originally, if Xie Chen needed any information, it was the same to find Zhou Gongjin's purple hair, but Xie Chen had always distrusted that purple hair, and he didn't bother to look for him if there was anything.

Because of this, Xie Chen specifically sought out Fujibayashi Kyoko as his intelligence division.

While thinking about it, Xie Chen dialed the number that Kyoko Fujibayashi investigated.

The opposite party was picked up quickly, but no one spoke at all, probably because they didn't know who was calling, so the other party also kept quiet.

Slightly raised the corner of his mouth, Xie Chen said: "Monk, do you remember who I am?"

Hearing this voice, the other side hesitated for about three seconds, and then suddenly came a chuckle.

"...It's actually Xie Chenjun, really a rare visitor, I don't know what to do with the little monk? This number can't be found out casually."

"Nothing, just want to talk."

"Well, I am also very interested in Xie Chenjun. It is naturally a joy to be able to talk about it."

"Huh? Don't you need to call yourself a little monk? A fake monk?" Xie Chen snorted. Hearing this, there was a dry cough from the other side: "Ahem, in short, the little monk is welcoming Xie Chenjun at the Eight Clouds Temple."

After speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

He put away the phone with a chuckle, Xie Chen disappeared instantly.

Instant shave! !

The location of the Eight Clouds Temple is not very far from the villa where Xie Chen is located.

The temple is built on a hill, and it seems that some civilians come here to pay homage on weekdays. I don’t know if this guy uses this to make money.

While walking on the mountain road, Xie Chen thought of it maliciously.

Soon, Xie Chen walked into the mountain gate.

Yakumo's bedroom follows the architectural style of a private flat house in the first half of the 20th century. It might even be built in that era, but Xie Chen has no interest in this.

The temple doesn't have a trace of light from the outside, it shouldn't be done simply because it is old.

Not only the outside lights, but also the interior of the building did not show a trace of light. There is neither moonlight nor starlight in the clouded night sky, and the temple where the street lights are blocked by the tall exterior wall can be said to be pitch black.

It shouldn't be time to go to bed yet. Could it be that the monks enter the night very early? Because I have never heard that monks have the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, I can't imagine it, let alone make an appointment on the phone, there is no reason to roll out.

Although the inside of the monastery is not narrow, it is not particularly wide. Xie Chen didn't take long to reach the entrance of his residence.

Let alone the walkie-talkie, there is no doorbell.

Seeing this scene, Xie Chen touched his chin.

"Well...it's so difficult, I can't find anyone at all."

"Hehehe, Xie Chenjun is really humorous, he has already cast his sights on me several times just now."

A voice with a faint smile came from the darkness nearby.

A bald man with squinting eyes was leaning his waist against the wall, his feet stretched out randomly.

Even in the darkness, Xie Chen could feel the faint dangerous aura emanating from the opponent.

Kunou Yakumo was also looking at Xie Chen.

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Different from Xie Chen's calmness, the cold sweat of the nine layers of eight clouds at this time was already flowing down.

Different from the Xie Chen I saw last time, the Xie Chen I saw this time was stronger, so powerful that even he had to feel strong pressure.

If Xie Chen looked at the nine-layer eight clouds and felt the "dangerous breath", then when the nine-layer eight clouds looked at Xie Chen, what he felt was the "fatal horror breath"!

Forcibly stabilized his mind, Kou Zhong Yakumo knew that if you get along with people like Xie Chen, if you can't even calm down, there is no need for communication.

Thinking of this, he took the initiative to say hello, who had originally planned to watch the changes.

Looking at the smiling face of Kuzhong Yakumo, Xie Chen shrugged indifferently: "Since you can feel my gaze, you can hide it till now, you are dull enough."

Kunou Yakumo smiled wryly.

If he sat in meditation normally, he might look more like a monk, but this is probably Yakumo's characteristic.

"In short, good evening, fake monk, are you going to sleep like this?"

"How come... No matter how casual I am, I won't be able to make a promise and run to sleep by myself."

Xie Chen's ridicule was passed by Yakumo, but Xie Chen wouldn't take care of such trivial matters.

"Since you are not sleeping, why do you turn off the light?"

"Huh? Ah, this is a habit. As long as it is not necessary, we can't turn on the lights. Because we are ninjas."

Xie Chen showed a slightly surprised expression.

"Ninja?"

"Yes, ninja."

"Then you blow me a giant fireball to see."

Kunou Yakumo showed a subtle expression: "Did you confuse us with some strange profession?"

"Really, forget it, maybe I'm confused." Xie Chen also confided in it casually.

Originally, Xie Chen thought that Jiuzhong Yakumo was doing a prank, if it wasn't, then there was no need to punish him.

Yakumo seemed to be unaware that his personality was being suspected by Xie Chen. He squinted his eyes, stared at Xie Chen closely, and mumbled disorganized words.

"However, the aura on Xie Chenjun's body is so beautiful. It looks more pleasing to the eye in such a place without lights."

"Aura?"

"In your words, it's Lingzi emitting light."

To Xie Chen's question, Yakumo answered with a serious expression that he had never had before.

The eyes that were already narrow enough were narrowed not for pretentiousness, but to see things that are normally difficult to see.

"No, maybe I was wrong. Xie Chenjun may not be so-called aura, but something more terrifying..." Guzhong Yakumo grinned.

"you know too much."

Xie Chen interrupted Yakumo.

Yakumo's squinted eyes returned to the usual way, a little apologetic.

"Sorry, sorry, I said the wrong thing."..