Trafford’s Trading Club

Ye Yan said that he had dealt with the wandering gods of the [Ninth Prison], but the current situation was obviously unknown.

Ma 0, whose palms were sweating from nervousness, was about to speak when he saw Ye Yan suddenly pull up his collar and cover his chin.

"What...are you doing?" Ma0 was stunned and full of questions.

Ye Yan directly spoke to the two of them: "[Ninth Prison] Soul Detention, we arrest people and often meet at the scene... Usually at this time, as long as they are not caught and beaten to death, there is no way."

"...There is such an operation?" Ma 0 was immediately shocked. What's the difference between this and the masked street gangsters beating up sap... Besides, hadn't they already had a face-to-face encounter, and they were just masking at this time? What's the use?

"Believe me." Ye Yan said directly: "As long as no evidence is left and there are no third-party witnesses, OK! It's so refreshing for you and me to watch as students!"

Really...Xiao Luo Sir has his head covered.

"It's so exciting." He even sighed.

Seeing this, Ma Ou quickly pulled up his collar.

At this time, the black and white figures at the bottom of the bridge slowly fell down, and the white figure among them said directly: "The [Ninth Prison] is soul-detaining, and those who have nothing to do with it must leave as soon as possible."

Ye Yan said: "I have seen two wandering gods. The situation is like this. This person is related to a big deal. We planned to lure him to reveal his accomplice, but unexpectedly he died here. It is really strange. I dare to ask the two wandering gods. , can you see who the murderer is?"

"I will ignore the killings in this world." The black figure seemed to be very impatient, "[Nantianmen] Ye Yan, I saw you masked! Don't play such gangster tricks! Leave quickly, I don't want to play this game today Struggle with you."

"Can I ask a few words about the soul of the deceased?" Ye Yan said sternly: "I promise that I will never delay you two. I hope you can be accommodating."

"Last month, you entangled two wandering gods on Suzaku Street, and you succeeded despite being stubborn. The two wandering gods were severely punished afterwards." The black figure sneered: "Are you coming this time? "

"You two have recognized the wrong person." Ye Yan said calmly, "I'm just a nobody."

"Stop talking to him!" The white figure snorted coldly: "Go back!"

The two wandering gods on duty, black and white, directly raised their lanterns and turned around.

Seeing this, Ye Yan rushed out, his five fingers turned into claws, and grabbed the lantern in the white wandering god's hand!

"How dare you!" The white wandering god was immediately furious, "If you refuse to change despite repeated admonitions, I will definitely take away your soul today... No, you three are equally guilty!"

In an instant, the pale light of the lantern in the hand of the white wandering god burst out, and layers of gray-white mist poured out from the riverside... In the mist, bursts of crying came into my heart, and Ma Ou instantly broke out in a cold sweat. Scalp troubles.

"Give."

Ma 0, who felt that the world suddenly became quiet, was startled. He saw that his head had been put on... noise-cancelling headphones?

"It works quite well..." Ma 0 said subconsciously: "Thanks, Xiao Luo!"

At this moment, Ye Yan's voice came through the secret, "Youshen Juhun is hiding in their lanterns. I don't know who did it. I'll grab the white one and leave the rest to you! At most Three minutes, if you can’t get it, fight, don’t fight! And don’t look directly into their eyes!”

The sounds of blows came immediately, and it seemed that Ye Yan had already fought against the white wandering god... But the mist not only blocked the line of sight, but also blocked the transmission of spiritual thoughts, making it impossible to judge the situation between the two parties at this time.

At this moment, Ma 0 only felt a sudden chill in his back. He turned around instinctively, fully activated his body protection skills, and at the same time drew his gun, and a spiritual bullet was shot out when he met his face.

Unexpectedly, the spirit bullet only concentrated a phantom, and then a terrible cold air emerged directly from the soles of his feet. Ma 0 suddenly trembled, and saw a pair of faint green eyes appearing in front of him. in front of me!

The black wandering god opened his mouth slightly at this time, as if to inhale.

Ma 0 only felt a pulling force, pulling at his mind crazily!

laugh--!

Just when Ma 0 felt like he had lost his soul and was confused, a strange voice suddenly sounded, and then he heard the black wandering god scream.

The pulling force suddenly disappeared, but his brain was confused. Ma 0 was almost completely weak at this time, with stars in his eyes, and everything he saw looked like a little person dancing.

"What is this!" The black wandering god rubbed his eyes in pain at this time.

"Pepper spray." Xiao Luo SIR's voice sounded in the thick fog, "Don't worry, it will be relieved after a while... Why did the [Ninth Prison] take away this person's soul?"

Where will the black wandering god answer?

Wandering Gods travel and keep strangers away. They have great authority and rarely encounter stubborn people... After all, there are very few hooligans like Ye Yan.

"Dare to hinder Youshen from gathering his soul, or even attack." Black Youshen sneered, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he regained his sight, "Now, your soul is mine too!"

The thick fog was caused by the white Youshen, but to the black Youshen, it was no different from what he caused... In the thick fog, the black Youshen instantly locked the position of Xiao Luo SIR.

The lantern in his hand suddenly lit up, and he immediately took a black-feathered mourning stick. The black wandering god spit out a three-foot-long tongue and appeared silently behind Xiao Luo SIR. The mourning stick directly hit the back of Xiao Luo SIR's head!

Only a scream was heard.

"What's wrong, Xiao Luo! Are you okay! Where are you?!" Ma O, who was covering his head, looked around nervously... like a blind man.

"It's okay, but this wandering god is not weak. I'll try harder."

"You...be careful!"

"OK."

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"OK."

In the thick fog, the three-foot-long tongue of the black wandering god was already knotted... It was still the kind of twist. The black feather mourning stick had completely rebelled at this time, and it was wrapped around itself as the master... Le was the master's body. He himself was even a little out of breath.

——What just happened?

"There are less than two minutes left." Xiao Luo SIR picked up the black wandering god's lantern and looked through it at this time. "It will be ready soon... Were you the ones who shot this dead man?"

The black wandering god's face changed slightly, and he wanted to say something, but his tongue was tied, so it was difficult to speak.

"I heard that you can only restrain souls." Xiao Luo SIR raised the lantern in his hand at this time, "So, is this a private act or something else."

The black wandering god was silent again, but his eyes kept moving, thinking of a way to escape.

Suddenly, the lantern in Xiao Luo SIR's hand lit up, as if he was spitting out something... Several hazy light groups floated out of the lantern, instantly changing into different appearances.

An old man, a woman, and a child.

The old man was wailing, the woman was already delirious, and the child was squatting on the ground sobbing uncontrollably.

Xiao Luo SIR looked at it expressionlessly - there were only these three souls in the lantern, and the soul of the employer who bought the murder was not in the hands of the black wandering god... And these three souls, presumably, should be the black wandering god so far this night harvest.

"You...how do you know how to use the soul-binding lantern!? Are you also..."

The sound of exclamation rang out, but it was the black wandering god... his tongue was too soulful, and he actually untied the knot himself - at this time, in addition to the look of horror, the black wandering god was more incredulous.

At this moment, Black Youshen's heart suddenly trembled. He saw Xiao Luo SIR's eyes... These eyes were like chaos.

"They seem to have not yet finished their so-called life span."

"...I don't know what you want to say!"

"This child has no disease or pain. Although he is not very talented, it is not a problem to live to be 180 years old." Xiao Luo SIR shook his head, "As for this woman, although she is suffering from illness, she has a husband who loves her deeply. Every day He spends his spiritual energy every day to keep her alive... The old man has no children. Although he only has a yellow dog for company, he is not withdrawn and has a good relationship with his neighbors... What a pity."

"Go ahead," Xiao Luo SIR sighed softly and waved his hand slowly, "Finally, say goodbye to them."

The three faint soul shadows instantly turned into a glimmer of light and disappeared.

"you you you you!"

Xiao Luo SIR walked towards the black wandering god with an expressionless face, and slowly stretched out his palm towards him, "I... probably hate this kind of cruel and almost ugly method that destroys the soul."

"what are you up to!

"The black wandering god instantly exclaimed.

The boss's palm was now pinching the black wandering god's head.

at the same time.

"Three minutes! Get out of the way!"

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"[Nantianmen] Ye Yan, how dare you snatch the Youshen Lantern, you are dead!"

In the thick fog, an angry voice roared out, and the white wandering god was seen rushing out of the thick fog in embarrassment. His body was dirty, his face was bruised and his nose was swollen - despite this, the real internal injuries were not serious. .

The lantern of the white wandering god was gone. He waved his hand bitterly and saw the thick fog dissipating quickly... The white wandering god looked directly at the black wandering god and said angrily: "How can you let those two escape... …”

The black wandering god was seen kneeling on the ground, motionless... The white wandering god's heart was slightly upset, and he quickly came over and pushed the black wandering god's body.

With one push, the black wandering god fell directly to the ground.

The white wandering god was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to detect the black wandering god's aura. After checking it, he breathed a sigh of relief. The black wandering god's aura was still there, but he had lost consciousness for some reason.

"this……"

The white wandering god was immediately confused.

At this moment, a series of tinkling sounds sounded, and the white wandering god suddenly trembled. He saw a black shadow emerging in the waterway... The black shadow came walking through the black mist, and it was a famous figure. A man wearing a blue embroidered robe and a golden hoop with a majestic face.

"Lock...lock the general!"

"I ordered you two to take Cheng Jue's soul away, why did you two..." The man named General Suo suddenly frowned, and then moved his hand, and the body of the black wandering god who fell to the ground was pulled to him in an instant In front of him, "Who was he hurt by?"

"It's...it's a person from [Nantian Gate]!" The white wandering god trembled: "The person taking the lead is [Nantian Gate] Ye Yan, the guy who has been stubborn to the [Ninth Prison] several times."

"Ye Yan? The successor of [Qing Emperor]?" General Suo frowned, and then he pointed his finger at the black wandering god's eyebrows... But after pointing, General Suo's finger exploded directly!

This scene made Bai Youshen panic.

General Suo seemed to be unable to feel the pain, but looking at his blown-off finger, he couldn't help but look blank for a few seconds.

"General...general?" Bai Youshen shouted softly.

I heard General Suo say with a solemn face at this time: "Someone sealed his soul in his body... and even I can't remove it."

"This..." the white wandering god said in astonishment: "We, the three souls and the seven souls, are already here, so why should we be sealed to death?"

"It's different." General Suo shook his head, "Now for him, his body has truly become a shell, a cage that imprisons him. As long as this cage is not broken for one day, he will be confined inside. , he can sense all external information, but cannot make any reaction... It's like he is in a vegetative state. I can feel that he is in pain..."

"Is it really...really impossible to save him?" Bai Youshen asked sadly at this time.

The wandering gods on duty in [The Ninth Prison] are all partners of black and white... For this white wandering god, ever since he can go out to capture souls, he has been inseparable from his partner. Even when he went to [Langya Water Pavilion] on vacation, he was always inseparable. The two of them called a female nun! This friendship is created day by day!

"Take it back first." General Suo muttered: "There are people in prison who are good at this kind of magic. As for what happened today..."

I saw that the faces of General Suo and Bai Youshen changed slightly at the same time.

The black wandering god's body actually moved... and even slowly stood up.

The white wandering god was overjoyed and said: "Xiao Hei, are you okay!?"

But they saw the black wandering god lowering his head, as if he didn't hear the white wandering god's voice... Just like that, the black wandering god slowly walked to the ramp next to the river, and then slowly sat up cross-legged.

General Suo was surprised by this, and when he stepped forward to check, he saw an extremely strange scene... The black wandering god appeared to be meditating, but his body turned into solid stone bit by bit.

But in the blink of an eye, the black wandering god was completely transformed into a benevolent stone statue!

"His soul is in even greater pain!"

General Suo was so frightened that he suddenly retreated two steps. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the white wandering god. He threw it directly into the waterway and disappeared in an instant.

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Two lanterns, one black and one white, were placed on the table.

Ma 0 drank heavily at this time, "It's exciting! I really snatched the lantern from the hand of the wandering god... Damn it, when I was in Huoyun, I had long wanted to do this once!"

Ye Yan smiled bitterly and said: "The level of Huoyun Youshen is completely different from that of [Kunlun]. This time, I was lucky and did not alert General Shackles, who is more terrifying than Youshen."

"Are you injured?" Ma 0 said in surprise.

There was a wound on Ye Yan's arm. The wound was not big, but it started to ooze blood.

"You can't beat him to death, but you also have to rob something without any blood. Isn't it too bullying?" Ye Yan chuckled, "It's just a skin injury."

"Teacher, let me help you treat the wound." Xiao Luo SIR brought a medical bag at this time, "I have learned wound treatment."

Ye Yan did not refuse, but smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to also grab the lantern. Not bad, cheap disciple...how did you do it?"

"Maybe the other party saw that I was young and was careless." Xiao Luo SIR thought for a while and said, "I also felt that it was very thrilling just now. If I were slower, I might have missed."

Ma 0 picked up a lantern at this time, "The problem is, the thing was stolen...how to use this thing?"

"For the magic weapon, of course we have to ask professionals." Ye Yan thought for a moment and said, "Which of you has Torre's phone number?"

"I'll do it." Ma 0 took out his cell phone and said, "Why Torre?"

"Because I'm looking for something else, I'm afraid he won't dare to take this job."

Torre dares?

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"I mean, when did there become a statue of land here..."

The old man scavenging was looking for treasures by the river. After searching, he discovered that there had been a kind-hearted statue here... At this time, a yellow dog who didn't know where it came from rushed over and ran away on the statue. He peed on his body.

"You beast, how dare you!"

The old scavenger immediately picked up a wooden stick and started fighting. The yellow dog was frightened and ran away after barking a few times.

"Beast!" The old scavenger cursed a few words, then quickly fetched water, began to wipe the statue, and worshiped devoutly: "Lord Lord, bless me, bless me to pick up a few more magic weapon fragments this month... I will bring roast chicken. Come and worship you!”

--let me out! let me out!

!

The old scavenger suddenly looked around in confusion, then took out his ears and said, "There seems to be some noise..."

He shook his head, then picked up the basket again, leaned on the wooden pole, and continued to hunt for treasures along the river.

--let me out……

——Who is coming...