Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 81 Unexpected Results

Wang Chaling didn't know the situation in the outside world. He waited for a while, but still couldn't wait for Zhang Qian's reply.

Still observing secretly, do you want to see my trump card?
He guessed Zhang Qian's intention, but was unwilling to wait any longer.

He was more concerned about whether his support was still there than possible temptations.

But Wang Chaling still didn't dare to make any big moves. If Zhang Qian was alerted, he would probably be executed on the spot.

I am just an ordinary person and cannot withstand the torment of supernatural beings.

After taking a look at the unruffled darkness, Wang Chaling reached into his pocket seemingly inadvertently.

Zhang Qian perked up and instantly guessed that Wang Chaling might not be a ghost controller at all.

The reason why he is so arrogant is not because he controls a very powerful ghost, but because he possesses a very powerful supernatural item.

No wonder the evil ghost can't revive, no wonder it doesn't look like a ghost controller...

The answers to many questions emerged instantly, but Zhang Qian hesitated for a moment.

The illusion only cuts off vision. If Wang Chaling touches a supernatural object, he will probably fight back.

If you strike first, even if you don't kill him, you will at least destroy his ability to resist.

"Crack."

After a crisp mechanical sound, the golden sand eagle was loaded directly.

Zhang Qian was worried that this was a trap and did not plan to attack Wang Chaling directly.

The golden bullet is a good test. No matter what Wang Chaling's ability is, it will not be reflected back to him through the gold.

"Fuck, Zhang Qian, calm down."

Xu Zheng was taken aback and lowered his voice to dissuade him, "No matter how much Wang Chaling goes too far, he is still the person in charge of the headquarters. If you kill him today, it will be a slap in the face of the headquarters. Let's be patient for now. After reporting the situation, the headquarters will help."

"That makes sense...so I didn't plan to kill him." Zhang Qian slightly deflected the gun and pointed it at Wang Chaling's right hand, "But if it misses, I won't be blamed."

Without hesitation, Zhang Qian pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

A tongue of fire spit out from the muzzle, and bullets made of pure gold shot out, piercing the air and flying towards Wang Chaling at extremely high speed.

Two middle-aged men with ashen faces suddenly appeared in front of Wang Chaling and blocked the attack for him.

They were a man and a woman, holding hands tightly together, as if they were a couple trying to protect their children.

"It's really not that simple."

Zhang Qian was not surprised. The shooting in reality was just a test, and the real killing move was still inside the black smoke space.

"what……"

Wang Chaling was startled by the sudden gunfire. Before he could react, black smoke suddenly surged in front of him.

In just the blink of an eye, a ferocious ghost mask poked out of the darkness.

Before Wang Chaling could take a closer look, a fatal curse broke out instantly.

The attack in the fantasy world was reflected in reality. Wang Chaling suddenly stiffened and blood spurted out from all his orifices.

"Bam—"

His body fell to the ground like an uncontrolled puppet, staining the smooth floor with blood.

Even so, Wang Chaling did not move.

Seems to be really dead.

"You..." Xu Zheng took a step back unconsciously, but caught a glimpse of the bleeding corpse.

He reacted quickly and immediately changed his words: "Wang Chaling really deserves it. He actually dared to disobey the headquarters' orders and even dared to attack us. Fortunately, Zhang Qian, you are very powerful, otherwise we would be in danger this time."

Xu Zheng acted very conscientiously. If Wang Chaling dies, he will die, as long as he doesn't die himself.Zhang Qian ignored Xu Zheng who was playing tricks on the side. Looking at Wang Chaling's body, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Because the two strange figures did not dissipate as Wang Chaling fell, and they did not even make any unnecessary movements, as if they were not aware of Wang Chaling's death.

In Wang Chaling's pocket, an old photo was undergoing some strange changes.

It was a black and white photo, with a Republic of China-style building in the background, and the word "王" could be vaguely seen on the plaque.

The slightly hunched old man and old lady stood at the door, looking expressionlessly at the non-existent photographer.

The colorful Wang Chaling stood in the corner, incompatible with this black and white world, like an alien.

But he was not in a good condition at the moment, his eyes were closed tightly, blood was oozing from his facial features, and even the color on his body was slowly passing away.

Suddenly, the expressionless old man in the photo moved slightly, and cast his strange gaze on Wang Chaling in the corner, seeming to notice something unusual.

The hunched figure instantly disappeared from the photo.

At the same time, a terrifying old man suddenly appeared behind Wang Chaling's body.

The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, and his whole body was filled with an aura of death that was visible to the naked eye. Just his appearance made the surrounding lights dim.

Looks like we're in big trouble...

Zhang Qian's body tensed involuntarily, and that familiar sense of crisis reminded him that the old man in front of him was definitely not simple.

Why are you like those sects who beat the young ones but still have the old ones running out?

He groaned secretly in his heart, already holding the ghost candle and getting ready to run away.

Xu Zheng was also having trouble breathing at the moment, and he didn't even dare to breathe out.

The ghost behind him huddled up under his control, fearing that he would accidentally attract the attention of this weird old man.

Under the alert gazes of the two men, the old man made a new move.

It stretched out its right hand and hovered slightly in mid-air.

Although there was nothing there, Zhang Qian felt a vague disk with the blessing of zhenqi.

Does it feel like a clock?
"Crack-"

A crisp sound came from nowhere.

An old and skinny hand pressed against the hands of the clock, forcing this mysterious clock to remain motionless.

At this moment, the world seemed to have come to a standstill.

Not only that, the pointer even started to move back under the old man's brute force, and an inexplicable fluctuation suddenly enveloped the nearby space.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

The time on the clock flows backwards, and correspondingly, things in the real world actually start to go backwards.

Xu Zheng took a step forward uncontrollably, Zhang Qian inexplicably let go of Guizhu's hand, and Wang Chaling's fallen body stood up with strange movements...

Zhang Qian's thinking was not affected, but he could only watch this incredible scene happen.

Time is actually going backwards! ?
Not only reality, but also Zhang Qian in the fantasy world was affected by this mysterious power.

He could even feel the attack he had made fading.

Soon, the blood that overflowed from Wang Chaling's mouth and nose followed the traces and went back.

The old man's movements stopped, and his figure gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared completely.

"what's the situation?"

Wang Chaling was startled by the sudden gunfire and looked around suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)