Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 119: Letters

On the letter paper was written a line of words-Today, Youshi Sanli Bridge, disciple Zhao Zhenyuan apologized. After reading the letter, Guangren said: "Since he already claimed to be a disciple, he didn't say it to me. He asked you to meet at three shifts."

"It seems that Zhao Zhenyuan has nothing to do. We have a great warlock watching, unless the Lord of God stands up now. Otherwise, who can pass the great warlock?" Gui Bugui smiled after a while. , continued: "But this letter must have come a little too soon, something just happened here..."

When I said this, Guibugui paused for a while, and the old guy suddenly thought of something. After looking at Guangren again, he continued: "Master Dafang, you said that the voice of that person just now didn't sound like Zhao Zhenyuan, did it?"

"Yes, I have seen Wu Mian's disciple, the voice is not him, but it doesn't seem to be pretending..." At this time Guangren also thought of something, turned to Jia Shifang and said, "Who is in the order to kill? hoarse voice?"

Jia Shifang is regarded as the big housekeeper of Guangren and Huoshan, and he knows a lot about the characters on the killing order. However, he was stunned by the sudden question from Master Dafang, and after a moment of reaction, he said, "Fang Zhe! Fang Zhe's voice is hoarse. He was filled with sea eyes, and his voice was hoarse after he injured his throat. .”

"How could an alchemist have that kind of technique? Let alone an alchemist like him, you may not know that kind of technique even if you are a master alchemist." Gui Bugui shook his head and continued: "You can control it. I have seen many techniques of the dead, but I can control Wu Mian’s techniques, have you seen Grandpa Warlock?”

Hearing that Gui Bugui mentioned himself, Xi Yingzhen glanced at the faces of the old guy and Guangren, and said, "There are thousands of spells in the world, how could I know about Grandpa Warlock. But it seems that The technique just now is really not something that ordinary monks can cultivate..."

While speaking, the great warlock turned around and stretched out his hand to pull a hand in Wu Mian's direction. After he made this move, Wu Mian's body immediately moved. Xi Yingzhen then changed a few movements in his hands, but he didn't see any changes in the white-haired man.

"Did you see? Grandpa Warlock, I don't have that ability." After Xi Yingzhen stopped his movements, he continued: "It is easy to control a corpse, and it is not difficult to control an ordinary mortal. However, Wu Mian is neither a corpse nor a corpse. Ordinary people, although he has lost consciousness now, his body is full of magic and that kind of power. Grandpa Warlock, I don't have the ability to control him..."

"Then what happened just now doesn't make sense..." Gui Bugui's gaze shifted to Wu Mian, and after a pause, the old guy said to himself, "Then it can only be from Zhao Zhenyuan's mouth. Understood, this kid doesn't know what luck he's on, it's only been a few days since his spells are already unfathomable."

"Immortal, do you really want to go see that little bastard? If he doesn't give you a trick, I'll take your surname..." Hearing that Gui Bugui wanted to see Zhao Zhenyuan, he slowed down. Bai Wuqiu, who came over for a breath, narrowed his eyes on the spot. It didn't care about its fleshy body, and continued to say to the old guy: "According to Lao Tzu, let's wake up a little bit on the road ahead. With your father Xi Yingzhen, I will wait for Lao Tzu to come over and add the two Dafang teachers to you. Even if the God Lord gets up, we can beat him down again."

"What do you know, idiot..." Gui Bugui shouted at Bai Wuqiu, then continued: "Without Zhao Zhenyuan, this matter really doesn't make sense. Who, this time? The casualties will be compensated tenfold. People have sacrificed their lives for me, and the Surabaya will give their families an explanation... Also, after dawn, you can select capable people from the nearby caravans and add them to the convoy. Take a day off today and leave early tomorrow morning."

After the manager of the local shop agreed, he hurriedly went out and started to act according to the instructions. After seeing Guiguigui's explanation, Guangren also asked Jia Shifang to deal with the funeral of the deceased alchemists. Although he did not have the financial resources of the Surabaya, he could still find a way to give these alchemists an enviable afterlife as compensation.

The guys on the Surabaya can make up for it, but the alchemists who follow the two great alchemists have only so much. These alchemists could no longer afford it, and now Guangren summoned Fan Zeren and others who were patrolling the periphery together. Everyone came to guard Wu Mian and God Lord in different classes...

After dawn, Guibugui suddenly walked out of the inn alone. The old guy first went to the store in the county seat of Sishui, and after entering, he stayed for a long time before walking out. Later, accompanied by the steward, Gui Bugui wandered around the county town.

When the old guy passed by a private house, across the gate, two men in the porter were whispering something. One of the pock-faced men said in his hoarse voice: "The old guy still has leisure and elegance at this time, and leisurely wanders around the city..."

The one who spoke was Fang Zhe, an alchemist whose name entered the killing order, and his body was bound by ropes again. He was bound by Zhao Zhenyuan, who betrayed Wu Mian and never returned...

"Aren't you the same? At this time, you still have time to take care of other people's affairs." Zhao Zhenyuan looked at Fang Zhe blankly, and after a pause, he continued: "This time I was added by you, If you have the ability, you can break this trapped dragon. In that case, I will personally plead with the Lord for you and let him accept you as a disciple."

"There is no solution to the tying of the dragon, I am not Master Xu Fu, and I can't do it." After Fang Zhe smiled bitterly, he continued: "Do you still hate me? Wasn't it for you last night? If it weren't for the fact that they did tricks on the kun, I would have returned with the Lord at this time..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zhenyuan suddenly raised his hand and slapped Fang Zhe's left face. After hitting him, he sat directly on the ground, and then said in surprise: "You didn't suffer. I even found out that there is a mechanism on Zhan Kun for you. Without me, you will fail as well."

"How do you know that I know?" After Zhao Zhenyuan sneered, he continued: "I had already made a plan to cheat death at Sanli Bridge outside the city. When they all relaxed their vigilance, they suddenly came out and left. God Lord. In the end, it was all delayed by you. You took action last night and let Guangren and Gui Bugui know that I am not alone. Even if I really die, they will always be on guard against you. How can I have Opportunity to start?"

When he said this, Zhao Zhenyuan kicked Fang Zhe's knee. The pock-faced man with a hoarse voice knelt directly in front of him. At this moment, Zhao Zhenyuan had a dagger in his hand. Putting Fang Zhe's head on top of the Heavenly Spirit Cover, he said quietly, "How did you control Wu Mian? With such a skill, why did you come to join the Divine Master?"

"Since I have a plan to end Xu Fu, I naturally have the ability to end other alchemists." Seeing that Zhao Zhenyuan didn't mean to end himself, he just wanted to scare him. When Xia Zhe was relieved, he continued: "When the Lord of God was trapped at sea by Xu Fu, I rescued the alchemist who guarded him. It was also thanks to him that I learned the magic of the Lord of God. Of course, this he It's a self-proclaimed magician. I told you this before, but you don't believe it..."

"Your words are true or false, how can I believe them?" When Zhao Zhenyuan spoke, his hand tightened slightly, followed by a muffled groan. Fang Zhe's skull was stabbed and fell to the ground, just a small wound. Blood spurted out of the wound like a fountain.

"What good is it for me to lie to you!" After Fang Zhe shouted, he continued to tremble and said, "If it wasn't for the divine power of the Lord, how could I have almost succeeded? At this time, I'm already dead without a place to be buried. ."

"Failure is failure, there is no such thing as a near-success." Zhao Zhenyuan glanced at Fang Zhe and said, "It is true that you learned magic from the Lord of God, but he did not teach it to you on his own initiative. It was a professor. After someone else, you learned from that person, right?"