Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 137: Accidents

Fang Zhe's body twitched a few times before stopping. Then, Wu Mian pulled out two confused souls from the skin. One of them is the real soul of Fang Zhe with pockmarked face, and the other is the **** of plague with a pale face...

"What else do you want to say? I can let you talk until your soul is gone." After taking a look at the **** of plague, Wu Mian closed his mouth tightly.

At this time, Guangren walked up to Fang Zhe's soul and said to him: "You are a person on the kill order list, and today's fate is entirely self-inflicted. But Master Xu Fu bluntly said that he wanted your life, In the next life you will be reincarnated as a human being, I hope you will do your best and don't make such mistakes again..."

"Yes, in the next life, I will definitely be a human being, and I won't be so arrogant anymore." The soul without the skin would not dare to provoke this generous master.

After nodding, Guangren continued: "You know how to go to the underworld, let's go, don't be a lonely ghost..."

After the white-haired Dafang Master finished speaking, Fang Zhe saluted him without looking at the ghost of the God of Plague, and walked out from the front door with his head lowered. He was born in alchemy and knew where to go to find the ghost messenger. After leaving the bedroom, his body disappeared without a trace.

After Fang Zhe's soul disappeared, Wu Mian glanced at Guangren and said, "I don't know, I thought you were his inner responder, and he was going to deal with Xu Fu together."

"Mr. Wu Mian is joking, Guangren may be able to take down the world, but he is the only one who dare not take down his master." The white-haired master Fang smiled and continued: "Even if Fang Zhe committed a great crime before his death. However, he was still an alchemist during his lifetime. Master Xu Fu did not have the decree to disperse him, and it is not an exaggeration for Guangren to do so.”

"Don't worry about that little shrimp, these two big fish are still in hand. Let's see how to cook." At this time, Gui Bugui interrupted Wu Mian and Guangren's words with a smile. , the old guy continued: "Ordinary souls can't tell lies, but when immortals like them ascend, the souls are specially refined, and the words of souls may not be believed. Then this is a hot potato. , tell me, how will it be dealt with?"

At this time, Bai Wuqiu came over. After kicking the spirit of the God of Plague, he said, "What else can we do with it? Just let the spirit fly away. The God of Plague is not a good thing. When I was the Demon King, I heard that he also spread the plague in Yaoshan. Once He killed tens of thousands of monsters at one time, and he has nothing to do with him when he left the underworld, and who doesn't hate him so much."

"Then listen to you old demon king." After Gui Bugui smiled, he glanced at Guangren, and then continued: "It's better for you, Master Dafang, to show your face like this. You can be considered to have killed a god, and with this registration certificate, I don't have to worry about Dafang Shi, you and the Lord of God have privately colluded..."

"Senior brother is joking again, you and I are grasshoppers on a rope, and I have secretly hooked up with the **** master. Isn't this digging a grave for myself?" Guangren smiled and turned to face the spirit of the **** of plague. : "Originally, I wanted to bring you to Master Xu Fu, and let him decide your life and death. But keeping you by your side is too threatening, and if you don't make it right, you will attract the gods. You are an immortal, and soul refining is no longer possible. May be reincarnated again. That Guangren can only be disrespectful..."

While speaking, two bright daggers flew out from Guangren's waist. One of the daggers slowly flew to the heart of the soul and stopped. At this time, I heard the white-haired Dafang Shi continue: "If you have anything else to say, maybe you can save the soul. Once the soul disappears, even if Even if you are an immortal, you will also become nothingness..."

At this time, Gui Bugui answered and said, "Master Dafang, hurry up, it's enough for us to have a **** here, and besides, the **** of plague is the key to the spread of the artifact. If you finish him now, even if the **** is the master in the future. After refining it into an artifact, it cannot spread the mana, and its power will be greatly reduced.”

When the old guy spoke, the dagger that was in the heart of the plague god's soul began to exert force little by little. At this time, the God of Plague suddenly shouted: "Hehe Valley! The tomb of the mulberry crow is in Hehe Valley... I found the address, but I was not sure at the time that the tomb of the mulberry crow must be there. If the lord of the gods is now somewhere, , must be looking for the tomb of the jay in Hehe Valley..."

After the God of Plague finished speaking, Gui Bugui smiled at the desolate God whose limbs were interrupted by Bai Wuqiu, and said, "Now I know why your limbs were broken? Hegu three words. The words you just said have already let you go at this time."

Bad God didn't dare to say this address, because he was worried that after the God Lord became a major event in the future, he would find him to settle accounts in the autumn. I said almost everything just now, but I didn't dare to say the address of Hehegu. But even if he broke his limbs, it would still be better for the gods to take revenge on him in the future. This black cauldron **** of plague has made up his mind, and he can't blame both ends...

Looking at the **** of desolation, he breathed a sigh of relief. He understands the thoughts of the Decaying God, and when he doesn't do it now, he continues to say: "You destroy the Decaying God, as long as he disappears. I still have important things to tell you..."

"God of Plague, what do you mean by this? Do you want to pull up a back pad when you're finished?" After hearing that, he cursed loudly through gritted teeth: "The **** you have offended yourself, why are you still pulling me? Just now Aren't you stubborn? I told them about the whereabouts of the Lord of God, how did you sneer? Now that you have sold the Lord of God, are you going to pull me together and die?"

At this time, it is important for the **** of plague to protect his own soul, and there is no need to take care of the gods and gods. After he sneered, he said, "As long as you guys destroy the Decaying God, I will inform the God Lord of the cover. If he loses an arm, he will definitely make up for it with my divine body. What my own body looks like, I always I know..."

"You talk like that, I'm really embarrassed by the old man..." After Gui Bugui smiled, he continued to face the **** of failure: "Have you heard the word of the **** of plague? If you can't find something more valuable than this, then I can only feel sorry for you, old man."

At this time, Shen Shen was desperately thinking about the Lord of God in his mind. But he knew how those trivial things could be compared with the words of the **** of plague? At the moment, his head is full of cold sweat, and his mouth grows but he can't say anything.

At this time, Wu Mian walked up to the deceased **** and said to him: "Do you remember what I said to you last time? Let me meet again, what will happen to you? Do you remember? ?"

While speaking, the white-haired man had already squatted beside the fading god, reaching out and groping on it. After a while, a six-edged jade plug was found in the arms of the deceased god. At this time, when Wu Mian and Shuishin met in the palace, they saw it, because this jade plug had evil energy, and it was regarded as a magic weapon that could increase divine power for Shuishen. He didn't think too much about it at the moment, and even carried the items that Wu Mian threatened him with.

After discovering the jade plug, Wu Mian lifted it up through the clothes of the gods. Then he said with a half-smile: "It turns out that you have realized your consciousness long ago, and you still carry this with you. You are so sincere, I can't live up to your wish..."

When he spoke, Wu Mian's hand had already reached into the body of the god. In a wailing sound, the soul of the immortal who had broken limbs was pulled out. Then in front of the **** of plague and everyone present. He even poured the soul of a deceased **** into the jade plug...

"This is the fulfillment..." Wu Mian threw the jade plug to Guibugui, and then continued: "Find a corpse that has just died, and put this in..."

Just when the few of them were busy with the plague god, far away in a cave in the demon mountain, the **** master with a broken arm, accompanied by the demon king, came to the original Wu Mian, Guiwugui and Baiwuqiu. In the cave where the body of the demon **** is imprisoned.

Walking into the cave, the God Lord said to the demon king on the side: "I only need the soul, the skin of the demon **** is yours..."