Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

It just felt wrong.

At this moment, the face in the mirror is slightly thinner and looks slightly older than his own age.

Fu Qian touched his face and found that it seemed to be covered with a layer of something, not real skin.

It should be some kind of special mask, but it fits together quite well. I searched around but couldn't find the interface, and I don't know how to put it on.

So this time, he was acting as Fu Qian, wearing Fang Xun's mask, and forging Ding Yi's file?

Is it too much?

But in the current situation, there is no need to take it off.

According to what Qin Feng said just now, the information about him from the Night Master should be that he believed that he was the extraordinary person Fang Xun, and then pretended to be Ding Yi to be the owner of the bookstore here.

Although there were minor violations, Fang Xun was a reliable person.

Another point is that Qin Feng, who died, never doubted his own realm from beginning to end.

I didn't notice it just now, but now I feel that the aura I express is indeed different from before, suppressed to about the eighth level.

Why is this happening? Maybe it has something to do with the mask on his face. It can only be said to be a very good disguise.

So from now on, I will be Fang Xun, the bookstore owner.

Of course these are not immediate priorities.

There is also the headless corpse of a nightkeeper in his shop.

Attack the night-keeper in Shangjing? Isn’t that too courageous?

In the explosion range just now, if I were only at the elementary level of extraordinary, I would almost certainly die together.

The original purpose of planning this thing should be to kill himself together.

While thinking about it, he tidied himself up a little and washed his face.

If the Ye Zhiren's power in Shangjing is really as powerful as the introduction says, then it should be coming soon.

He was not planning to run away, which would almost put him directly in the position of a suspect.

If you are targeted by night guards everywhere, it will be much more difficult to complete the task.

Although he is suspected of forging information, according to Qin Feng, there are many people who have done this before, and it is not a big crime.

The reason why they came to the door today is most likely because the night watchman was conducting a unified investigation after the items were stolen.

…

A few minutes later, Fu Qian noticed the murderous aura piercing the sky and rushing towards this side.

Bang!

Amidst the loud noise, the door of the bookstore was smashed into pieces.

The next moment, two figures rushed in one after the other.

As expected of the Ye Zhiren headquarters, these two people are at least seventh level.

Observe the people coming and comment silently before paying.

The visitors were a man and a woman, similar in age, both in their thirties.

Although the aura intensity is slightly worse than Qin Feng just now, it is definitely at the seventh level.

The two people who entered the room at this moment looked at the mess on the ground, especially Qin Feng's headless body, and their expressions became extremely ugly.

"How is this going?"

The man looked at Fu Qian who was sitting beside him and asked sharply.

"That's what I want to ask too."

Fu Qian looked confused and pointed at Qin Feng's body.

"About ten minutes ago, this guy came to my store and called himself the night steward, and said he wanted to verify some things with me.

However, while we were having a pleasant conversation, he suddenly looked very painful, and then his head exploded. Not only did he destroy my store, I was almost injured. "

"Now that you've broken down my door again, can you explain what happened?"

"Are you trying to tell me that you two were talking normally and then all of a sudden his head exploded?"

The man looked at Fu Qian coldly, as if he didn't believe his words at all.

"That's right."

Nod before paying.

"Then why are you okay?"

"I am more agile and can run faster."

…

The man stared at Fu Qian with his fists clenched, as if he could not restrain himself from taking action at any time.

"Is that Fang Xun?"

At this time, the woman pressed his shoulder to signal him not to be impulsive.

She took out a book and flipped through it. It looked very similar to Qin Feng's book, except that the latter had been blown to pieces.

"That's right."

Nod before paying.

"You need to come with us."

The woman closed the book, looked at the man and said coldly.

…

In the murderous eyes of a man and a woman, Fu Qian was "invited" all the way to the Ye Zhiren base in Shangjing.

It was obvious that both of them were in a bad mood, but they didn't ask any other questions, and they even spoke very little to each other along the way.

It is indeed one of the cities with the strongest night guards.

Looking at the building in front of him, Fu Qian nodded secretly.

Within the tall walls is a vast gray building complex, and in the center of the building complex is a simple-looking spire.

Although it looks very old, the sharp shape of the minaret is still like a sharp knife piercing the sky.

It truly deserves the title of base.

It's just that the atmosphere in the base is obviously very solemn at this moment.

Not only were there people rushing around everywhere, but many people even looked livid.

It seems that someone came to the Nightkeeper's base to steal something, which made them quite annoyed.

He was escorted into the base by two night guards, and many people cast curious glances along the way.

The two took Fu Qian directly to a place that looked like an interrogation room.

After signaling Fu to go inside, the woman operated on the wall a few times. The metal door slowly closed and was embedded into the wall tightly.

The inside became a closed space.

Both the walls and the floor beneath the feet were all made of the same color metal, without any windows.

On the wall opposite the electronic door is a huge long mirror, most likely one-way glass.

Other than that, there was only a set of metal tables and chairs nailed to the floor in the huge room.

The two night guards didn't even do any restraints before paying.

Presumably in their view, this is completely unnecessary.

Even if there were no restrictions, who would not be able to think of doing something at the Night Guard base?

In fact, Fu Qian was indeed not prepared to take action.

The task this time is to find something, and there is no rush.

In the absence of information, and he didn't even know what the Blood of Thorns looked like, it was better to take the win-win route for the time being.

In a closed space, time passes especially long.

After a long time, with a beeping sound, the electronic door opened again, and a person walked in from the outside.

She was a woman whose age was hard to tell.

The curvy body is hidden under the white burqa, and the facial features are exquisite. At first glance, she looks delicate and timid, but upon closer inspection, she has an indescribable majesty.

His crystal eyes looked down at everything in front of him, as if no secrets could be hidden.

Just by being looked at, Fu Qian felt a faint reaction of energy and blood in his body, which was the feeling of facing a threat.

Hiss!

He took a deep breath before paying.

Another demigod!