Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

"Fortunately, the doctor is a teammate!"

Lao Deng couldn't help but feel lucky in his heart.

When Wu Heng heard this, he reached out and took away the pile of broken bone claws. He had an idea that he wanted to test.

"I'll just take this. I just grabbed a bottle of potion from him."

Wu Heng smiled and pushed the remaining two items back to Lao Deng.

"this"

Old Deng glanced at Mu Jian and hesitated.

Although this thing can't be used a few times, according to Zhang Heku's usage, combined with the transparent potion, it can definitely cause damage to evil spirits, especially with his long arms, he is better at wielding a sword.

The reason why Wu Heng gave the wooden sword to Lao Deng was because the bone claws were similar to the wooden sword and he had an idea about the splintered bone claws.

Just now, Lao Deng felt sorry for the peach wood sword. It can be seen that he really likes this wooden sword.

Although it is the same without Lao Deng, but without a real fight, who knows what Zhang Heku has up his sleeve.

Lao Deng was the first to take action, and he was risking his own life to test it. Although the risk has been reduced a lot, it is by no means nonexistent.

The peach wood sword + half a bottle of potion are actually the same thing, one for each person is nothing. Wu Heng also has an extra bottle of potion.

Since Lao Deng can drink the water he just poured without hesitation, then this is the wooden sword that Lao Deng grabbed, and it is worth giving to Lao Deng.

He's not a good guy, I have to take advantage of him, all my teammates deserve to die, he's the kind of guy who kills people randomly if he doesn't agree with him.

"Stop it, I'm not trying to be polite, and I don't like being polite!"

Wu Heng nodded to Lao Deng and said softly.

When Lao Deng saw that Wu Heng was indeed not being polite, he bowed his hand to Wu Heng and happily put away the two things.

"Doctor, what should we do next? This plot line seems to be completely messed up. Is there still a chance to do it?"

Lao Deng stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead. We met the characters in the plot, but they all died halfway. How could this be done?

"No, the chance is greater!"

"The appearance of this female evil spirit tonight proves that she is part of the plot. Her death means that the difficulty has been reduced, not to mention that three enemies have also died."

After hearing this, Lao Deng felt that this was the truth, chatted with Wu Heng for a while, and disappeared into the night along the window.

Wu Heng closed the windows and drew the curtains.

He took out a set of experimental heating equipment from the phylactery, put it on a shelf in the room, filled a large beaker with some sterile water, and started boiling it.

He took out another bucket and filled it half with water, placed a bowl on the water and floated it, squeezed half a pack of plasma into the bowl, and covered the mouth of the bowl with a fine filter.

He slightly opened the sealed bag containing Zhang He's broken palm and the insect's head.

More than forty white worms in a row smelled the smell of blood, scrambled out along the opening, and fell into the bucket.

Wu Heng destroyed the wreckage until no more nematodes crawled out.

He then used pliers to pick up the parasitic nematodes one by one and put them into the beaker.

Using the solution of these bugs, a bottle of white liquid with a volume about the size of an egg was created.

In the vampire plot, there is an old man who used nematodes to prepare this liquid to extend his life and heal his injuries in this way. He is still active at the age of 94.

Then he followed the example of a gourd, took out a sealed box, took out the big insect's body, the 'red nematode', prepared about ten drops of red liquid, bottled it and stored it.

The white liquid may be a little worse than the 'Wortex Fish Lung Fluid', and this red liquid must be no worse than that lung fluid.

Wu Heng cleaned up the things in the room and went to rest.

Early the next morning, the incident had already unfolded. After all, so many police officers had seen it last night.

At about 9 o'clock, Zhang Long's wife had already called Wu Heng in tears.

Wu Heng went to comfort him, and then contacted the Guardian Palace.

But they were told that the mage in charge had been taken to the police station.

After Wu Heng left his phone number, he went back to the hotel, and he changed hotels again.

"What, my apprentice Wantong was killed by evil spirits, and five of the palace employees also died?"

In the police station, Master Jin Guang, who was 78 years old, had white hair and beard, and had an air of immortality, asked blankly.

My young apprentice, Wantong, has been around for the shortest time, which is a full 37 years. He is really raised as his son.

Although with the changes of the times, after the eldest disciple Ruyishi inherited the guardian palace, everything became commercialized and money-oriented.

But at most they usually just pretend that the victim is okay, and they will also pretend that there is a disaster and coax them to donate their monthly salary regularly.

He didn't do anything harmful to his body, and it just disappeared.

"Are you really sure it's evil?"

After the police confirmed that the people in the Protector's Palace had nothing to do with the incident, and Master Jin Guang also confirmed that it was not a homicide, he went back with the help of others.

In the afternoon, Wu Heng received a call back from the Guardian Palace.

"Hello, hello, I am the Ruyi Master, the person in charge of the Protector Palace. I heard that you are the relative of the victim of this emergency?"

In the Protector's Palace, Master Ruyi received the report as soon as he returned. Regardless of being immersed in the death of his junior brother, he quickly dialed Wu Heng's phone and asked tentatively.

After all, they were responsible for sending off evil spirits this time, and they were fully responsible for everything, and the price was not cheap. As a result, not only was the evil spirit not eliminated, but the evil spirit was provoked.

Before the old man gave it away, the child died during the ceremony they contracted. How to explain this?

"Yes, I am Zhang Long's biological brother and Zhang Heku's biological uncle, Zhang Fudao."

"Seven days ago, I lost my brother, and last night I lost my only remaining relative, Zhang Heku, whom I cultivated as his heir."

"What I asked your Guardian Palace to host was a ceremony to send off evil spirits, not a sacrificial ceremony!"

Wu Heng's voice on the phone was calm and cold, without any emotion.

"Well, this is a completely unexpected situation. It may also be caused by your brother during his lifetime. The situation is not yet certain." Master Ruyi hurriedly explained.

"Give me the phone!"

Wu Heng heard an old angry shout coming from the phone opposite.

"Hey, I'm so good, I can completely understand how you feel. My little apprentice is also dead. Don't worry, we should compensate where we should and apologize where we should. I am Master Jin Guang, their master. I am the biggest protector of the palace. Whatever I say is fine." Master Jin Guang said in a serious tone.

Wu Heng's words just now reminded him of the young apprentice raised by his son, and he felt empathy. He, who usually doesn't care about anything, couldn't help scolding his eldest disciple who was making excuses.

"Master Jin Guang, you misunderstood. I can spend so much money on a ceremony. Do you think I am short of money? I just don't want my only relative to die in an unknown way!"

Wu Heng seemed to be calmed down by Jin Guangshi's willingness to take responsibility, and his tone became slightly softer.

"The police said that he was killed by a female evil spirit. The two evil spirits and the female evil spirit died together. The identities of the two evil spirits have also been found out, and the case has been closed."

"You believe what I say? I have asked someone to find out something in the past half day, which is basically a deliberate murder. Master Jin Guang, you just said that you regard Master Wan Tong as your son. If you don't want him to die in an unknown way, then take him with you Those of you who have real skills in the Guardian Palace should come to this place at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"If you think it doesn't matter if your little apprentice dies, then don't come; anyway, my nephew must not die in an unknown way!"

After Wu Heng finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively and sent Master Jin Guang the hotel address via text message.

He also carefully analyzed the information of the Protector's Palace and found that there should be someone with real abilities in the Protector's Palace, otherwise it would not be able to develop so big. Now it would be better to have Master Jin Guang, the most senior person, to take action.

Wu Heng clenched his fists.

My nephew, Zhang Fudao, would never die in such an unknown way. Master Gui, just wait for me!

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Three hours later, a black business car parked in front of Juye Hotel.

The immortal master Jin Guang and two middle-aged mages went to the front desk of the hotel to inquire. Master Jin Guang motioned the two of them to go back to the car and wait while he entered the elevator alone.

With two apprentices, I was afraid of causing others to suspect that there was strength in numbers.

In room 315, the front desk had notified Wu Heng. He heard a knock on the door and knew that Master Jin Guang was here.

Master Jin Guang was weighing his words at the door, thinking about what tone to use, so as not to irritate the other person for a while.