I'm not immortal

Chapter 9 The Revived Soul

The attitude of the man in the Chinese tunic suit is very domineering, his expression is cold, with a business-like inhumanity, and his words are also commanding.

"I am the deputy leader of the Ming Wuling maintenance team, which unit are you from?"

The deputy team leader patted the dirt on his hands, squinted his eyes and looked at the three people in front of him.

Apart from the leading man in the Chinese tunic suit, he really had two other people, a man and a woman.

They are all dressed in loose clothes, the men have muscular bodies, and the clothes can't stop them, while the women have short hair, carry a tennis bag, have straight waists, and have a very sharp temperament.

The man in the Chinese tunic suit didn't speak, but handed out his ID.

"We have not received any notice, what the hell are you"

The deputy team leader said, saw the opened certificate in front of him, and held back half a sentence.

He glanced at the man in the tunic suit in front of him in horror.

"Clear the field, someone will check you outside."

The man repeated it and said coldly, "There will be an explanation tomorrow."

"Got it, now!"

The attitude of the deputy team leader took a 180-degree turn. Although he was still full of puzzlement and doubts, he turned around and shouted: "Everyone, leave immediately!"

Although the people in the maintenance team were equally puzzled, the vice president had already spoken, so they naturally had to listen.

After packing up their things, under the urging of the deputy team leader, a group of people swarmed out of the pit where the altar was located.

"Eh?"

"Where's Xiao Jiang?"

"I don't know, I didn't see him just now, did you leave early?"

"should be."

"Let's talk to the team leader after you get out, this matter is full of evil."

"Where are those people coming from?"

"Shh!"

A group of people chatted and left the pit, and when they came up, they saw a cordon not far away.
There are also guards with live ammunition.

As soon as the maintenance team came out, a non-disclosure agreement was thrown into everyone's hands.

What the hell is going on with this bitch? !

The deputy team leader tremblingly signed, with a puzzled expression on his face, how could there be such a big battle all of a sudden for an altar of little value?
And there is no news in advance!

But no one dared to ask more.

Inside the altar.

The man in the tunic suit looked around and said without turning his head, "Chen Yin, check it out."

"Yes."

The short-haired sharp woman nodded and closed her eyes, as if sensing something.

After about five seconds, she opened her eyes and said, "Boss, make sure to clear the place."

"Well, let's start, Han Li."

"Yes."

The man whose muscles were so exaggerated that the work clothes couldn't cover him nodded, jumped up, and even jumped directly onto the altar.

You know, where he stands.There are still several meters away from the altar, and the height of the altar itself is three or four meters.

This bounce is already inhuman.

The guy who seemed to be very big fell to the ground without any sound.

After Han Li landed on the altar, he walked directly to the stone tablet in the center of the altar, took a look, and then took off the glass cover casually.

"drink!"

I saw him hugging the half-person-high stone tablet, exhaled loudly, and exerted so much force that his arm muscles swelled and almost tore through his clothes.

"Kara-Kara!!"

Accompanied by a muffled click, the stone tablet was uprooted by him!

'Fuck! '

'Where did this devil muscular man come from? '

'What are these three people doing? '

Jiang Qi stood in the corner and stared dumbfounded.

His current state is very special, the whole person is translucent, at least he sees himself like this, in the eyes of outsiders, he may be completely invisible.

Ever since those three guys came in, Jiang Qi, who had been hiding in the corner, had become in this strange state.

There is no doubt that this has something to do with the dagger.

Jiang Qi hugged the tennis bag, huddled in the corner of the altar, and moved slowly close to the side.

He needs to get out of here quickly.

Just kidding, these three bosses knew at a glance that they were not ordinary people, and they knew with their asses that these three probably came for Dorgon. ,

To be precise, it should be Dorgon's soul!

Jiang Qi was out of his mind to wade into the muddy water.

It would be fine if it was only him, but the current situation is obviously not a good time.

No matter what the background of these three people is, Jiang Qi doesn't want to get involved.

It's right to leave immediately.

"Boss!"

Before Jiang Qi could take a few steps, the man named Han Li had already pulled out the stele completely!

The size of the stele under the altar is no less than the one exposed to the outside!

At the same time, it was the short-haired woman who shouted.

She looked serious, her eyes turned out to be pitch black, without whites!

Those eyes that make people feel hairy are staring at the altar!

"Be careful, it's coming out!"

The woman named Han Yin had a solemn voice, moved her arm somehow, and pulled out a cold sword from the tennis bag behind her.

The leader nodded and jumped onto the altar like a roc.

I saw that the place where the stone tablet was originally planted was already a huge hole.

Strands of gray-black air flow bubbling out from the hole.

As soon as it came out, it seemed to be alive, and it began to condense. In the vagueness, you can still hear the clash of swords and swords on the battlefield, as well as the mournful roar.

This sound made people stiffen in their bones, and the air became cold and whizzing.

"drink!"

Han Li, who was the closest, let out a loud roar, and instead of retreating, he moved forward, holding the stone tablet as tall as a person, and smashed it on the strange gray-black mist like a stick!

This blow carried a jaw-dropping power.

But when it hit the gray-black mist, it was just like a fake, and it was not affected at all.

"call!"

The mist seemed to be irritated, billowing like a tornado, about to roll towards Han Li!
"Sa!"

The leading man frowned, didn't know what to do, only heard the sound of breaking through the air, and then came behind Han Li, grabbed his neck, and led a strong man holding a stone tablet back more than ten meters, and relaxed Freehand!

The mist lost its target, but it didn't chase after it. Instead, it settled in place.

"Buzz!"

The fog collapsed violently, squeezing the air.

But in the blink of an eye, the mist condensed and turned into a human form!
It was a black figure like ink, whose face could not be seen clearly, nearly two meters tall, as burly as a lion.

Wearing the same pitch-black armor, the plume on the helmet flutters.

'Eight Banners? '

A word subconsciously jumped out of Jiang Qi's mind in the corner.

This is Dorgon's soul!

Jiang Qi was very sure of this, because the dagger in his arms was hot, very hot.

"You guys."

Dorgon raised his head, looked at the two men and a woman in front of him, seemed to be recognizing them, and then shook his head slightly.

"no!"

"Where is he?!"

"Fight me!"

(End of this chapter)