Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

As this voice sounded.

The nine scattered slave ghosts immediately followed the sound and rushed over.

The first one to arrive was the nearest three-eyed ghost.

When he looked with the third ghost eye on his forehead, he saw a slender slave wearing a pig-head mask standing there in an alley. The dim alley entrance made the other person's figure dim and unclear. A pair of The exposed dark pupils were like whirlpools, making people shiver.

The three-eyed ghost was also frightened.

Emma.

Why is this guy's aura so scary?

There is always a sense of déjà vu that will be forgotten once it passes.

But think about it.

I felt like I was overthinking it.

This is the most wanted mission issued by a high-level temple. It is an order from the sacrificial slave master who enslaved them. Even the most ferocious and violent slaves should know what will happen if they delay.

In this situation.

Slaves dare not cause trouble at all.

He is afraid of death.

but……

Who is this guy? It seems that he is not an accomplice of our temple.

It's from another temple.

With this thought, the three-eyed ghost walked over, and his eyes were slightly attracted by the blood-stained hemp rope on the opponent's wrist. It was not that he suspected anything, but he felt that in this day and age, there are still slaves who like to use hanging ropes to kill people. ah.

Traditional enough.

"what have you found?"

The three-eyed ghost asked curiously.

In the darkness at the entrance of the alley, Shen Jian grinned, traced a trace of "the blood of the ax ghost that had been wiped on in advance" on the corner of the wall, and said, "There is a little trace of blood here. I think this should be the murderer's."

The voice just fell.

Another slave came over.

The earlobes were plump, resembling the Kind-Eyebrow Bodhisattva. He also saw Shen Jian and the three-eyed ghost standing beside him at first sight.

First reaction: He doesn’t seem to know this slave.

Second reaction: It should be from the three-eyed ghost.

He didn't think much about it.

He also came over.

soon.

More slaves came after hearing the news.

Seeing the slaves from both of their temples standing next to Shen Jian, they all thought at the same time: they should be facing each other.

……

for a long time.

The last slave who arrived asked: "What's going on? Have you found any clues?"

The three-eyed ghost turned its eyes and said, "We have found it, and use our supernatural powers to follow the source. We can just follow the blood reactions and chase them all the way. The other party can't escape with wings. We can notify the slaves in the other twenty-two temples to follow us." The traces followed closely, and this murderer was able to kill the chasing team in a medium-sized temple without making a big fuss, which shows that the level of terror is not low, and he is probably a ghost. It is difficult for the nine of us to contend."

talking.

He didn't forget to take another look at Shen Jian.

The traces of blood were found by the other party, and the supernatural power that could trace the source of the blood was also provided by the other party. If the murderer can be successfully caught in this operation, Shen Jian will undoubtedly make the first contribution.

Incredible.

It's such a pity that such a talented person is in the opponent's lineup.

unfortunately.

The slave with fat earlobes also looked at the three-eyed ghost with envy.

Damn it, the credit was taken away by the other side.

In this regard.

Shen Jian accepted it completely.

With King Qin Guang's derived talent, the blood of ghosts and gods, he is the source of the blood. It is easy to blame the death of the ghost, but for a while, he has not yet decided who to blame.

But now...

He has an idea.

then.

He said righteously: "Let's go, find the murderer, and restore peace to the temple."

Say it.

Shen Jian waved his finger, and the traces of blood smeared on the wall immediately seemed to come to life. They separated from the wall little by little, forming a drop of blood that flew towards the distance.

See this.

All the ghosts responded and followed suit.

He also notified the other twenty-two medium-sized temples and went out in a mighty manner.

See this scene.

The Sand Folk Ghost, who had been hiding in the dark, was completely dumbfounded.

The frightened dog's eyes almost popped out.

stunned.

Is this really a mess?

Damn it.

It's a little too casual.

Do these people completely ignore whether Shen Jian knows them? Didn't anyone realize that there were nine people when they came and ten when they returned?

at this time.

The Sand Folk Ghost just thought it was ridiculous.

The criminal wanted by the temple leads the temple's pursuers to hunt down the "murderer".

It seemed that Shen Jian was still in charge of the situation.

He looked like he was going to lead the slaves to protect the safety of the temple.

It's too much.

It was simply outrageous that his father opened the door for him. It was so outrageous.

Thinking.

He also followed quietly.

He wanted to know which unlucky guy would be chosen and become the scapegoat.

He was already mourning for this person in his heart.

……

soon.

The dark group of slave ghosts had already arrived in front of a magnificent building.

next second.

The ghosts were stunned.

Because the building in front of me is not somewhere else, but one of the high-end temples.

It is a supernatural place where slave owners lived. According to their judgment, the murderer who destroyed a medium-sized temple and was chasing the team was at least a ghost god. He was able to kill five top ghost kings without making any noise.

There is only one ghost and god in the high-level temple.

That is sacrificing slave owners.

at once.

All the slave ghosts were excited.

I had a bad suspicion in my mind.

Just thinking about it.

The thick blood paused in mid-air, then rushed into the high-level temple as if it had discovered its target.

This time.

All the slave ghosts became more nervous.

But they followed anyway.

after all.

There is no evidence to prove that the murderer is a slave owner. What if the murderer feels that the most dangerous place is the safest place and chooses to hide in a high-end temple?

This is not impossible.

Immediately.

The group of ghosts stormed into the high-level temple.

Seeing the movement, the sacrificial slave owner also came out with a suspicious look on his face.

He wears a white silk scarf on his head and fine silk products. Even his waist is engraved with several luxurious gems. Among the gems, ghost-level supernatural fluctuations are highlighted. There is no doubt that this is a supernatural thing, and Very precious.

No matter in terms of status or appearance, they seem to be in two different classes from slaves.

A glamorous one.

One is struggling in the quagmire.

This time, the slaves all showed hatred, but it was only fleeting and they did not dare to show it.

after all.

They have been reduced to slavery.

The sacrificial slave masters controlled their lives, and they did not dare to resist.

"What do you want to do? Instead of arresting the murderer, you come to my side with so many people behind you and want to rebel?"

At this time.

The sacrificial slave master glanced at the 76 slave ghosts standing in the hall with a sinister look, his eyes full of anger.

His tone was even more condescending.

It seemed that he felt that these slaves had entered his palace without his permission, which undoubtedly defiled his place.

Even though he was the only ghost and god in the palace at this time, and there were 76 top ghost kings in the audience, he still maintained a overlooking posture, already predicting that these slaves would not dare to resist their master.

And this is indeed the case.

Under the cold gaze of the sacrificial slave master, many slaves lowered their heads.

It was obvious that they could kill a ghost and god by working together, but under the influence of the slave brand, they could not take action against the master who had branded them a slave mark.

Besides, there is no evidence yet.

Subconsciously.

The eyes of the ghosts all fell on Shen Jianjian.

Shen Jian lived up to expectations.

Went out.

A finger moved.

The blood condensed in the air just stuck to the sacrificial slave owner.

In an instant.

There was an uproar.

The deaths of those five slave ghosts were actually the work of the sacrificial slave master.

How dare he?

Although they have become slaves, they are still top ghost kings. In terms of strength, they are enough to compete with ghosts and gods. Because of this, the sacrificial slave master has relaxed restrictions on them and promised that they will never use them as top ghost kings. His destiny is not destined, and he will not be like a low-level slave who just kills someone when he is unhappy.

Because of this, after being branded with the mark of slaves, they did not resist desperately, but hinted to themselves in their hearts that they had just become the temple's thugs.

But now...

One of the sacrificial slave owners broke their agreement.

Killed five top ghost kings in one go.

If you are killing someone else now, what will happen in the future?

Who can guarantee that the other party will quietly destroy them next time?

The consequences are terrible.

however……

At this moment, the sacrificial slave owner has not yet understood the situation.

Seeing a slave splashing blood on himself so boldly, supernatural fluctuations at the level of ghosts and gods immediately swept the entire place.

A cold ghostly voice suddenly rang out.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, you will be beheaded in public today for offending the slave owner."

Hear the words.

Shen Jian showed complete surprise, "Sir, my blood was extracted from one of the slaves who was killed. The source of the blood is the murderer of this wanted order."

"absurd."

The sacrificial slave owner laughed angrily.

Does this mean that he is wanted for himself?

What idiot would do that?

He didn't even know the slave who was killed, so how could he kill him? Was he full enough to hold on?

"I'm leaving my words here today. I don't know the slave who was killed at all, let alone the murderer."

The words fell.

The pupils of the ghosts shrank.

Because they saw that after the blood was traced back to the source, the ghosts of five slaves, including the Ax Ghost and the Eyeless Ghost, appeared after the slave master was sacrificed.

He let out a plaintive and shrill roar:

"Give me back my life."

"You are so cruel, you have to give us our lives."

Sacrifice to the slave owner:? ? ?

He was stunned.

He turned around with a stiff face and stared blankly at the five innocent souls behind him.

Look again.

Hmm, still not impressed.

But it's normal. After all, the slave wears a mask. Even if it is really a slave under his command, he may not recognize it.

In his eyes, a slave is a slave. No matter where he, the master, needs to know his identity, it's all the same.

But...where did these five innocent souls come from?

Where there is a wrongdoer, there is a debtor. Whoever killed you is the one you are looking for.

What do you depend on me for?

Damn it, you want to have sex, right?

Gan! (End of chapter)