Falling Spirit: I Started Selling A Quasi-God

"But my parents and my family are in Xia Country, if I join your organization and let me leave Xia Country and leave my parents, it will definitely not work!"

Locke pretended to be helpless and shook his head in embarrassment.

"I will definitely not let you leave Xia Country and leave here, but the members of our organization are all over the world."

The scar man blurted out directly and explained.

Is there anything more cost-effective than being able to fool a Xia Guo student with such a clean background into their Apocalypse Organization?

As for the said secret realm.

Their Apocalypse Organization really controlled some secret realms, so if Locke did something that was in line with his heart and brought him into the secret realm, it was not impossible.

It is fitting that a Xia Guo student with a clean background like Locke should be their eyeliner.

The corner of the scar man's mouth hooked into a smile.

Locke observed the scar man with the afterglow of his eyes and did not say much, simply silent as if thinking.

The scar man nodded after seeing it.

After a while, Locke nodded and agreed to join their Apocalypse Organization.

The scar man smiled with satisfaction.

"Ahem..." The

scar man suddenly went limp, pressing most of his weight on Locke.

His injuries were indeed extremely serious, after all, it was a human being who was attacked by a heavenly king-level elf, and it was quite remarkable that he could be alive.

At this time, the injury faintly felt uncontrollable.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

The scar man asked coldly with a frown.

"It's almost here, it's not far ahead, about twenty minutes or so!"

Locke said calmly.

After a few minutes, Locke deliberately stopped and gasped, looking rather tired.

"No, you're too heavy, I can't support you forward."

Locke gasped, his chest heaving greatly.

"I don't have any muscles on my body, I don't exercise regularly, I really can't hold on."

Locke's brows were tightly locked, and his face was slightly red and swollen, looking like he was tired.

But if it was daytime, you would find that Locke did not even shed a drop of sweat.

However, it was dark at this time, and even if it was relatively bright, it was quite difficult for the scar man who was in trouble with himself at the moment, and it was quite difficult to observe Locke in detail.

"Or let's rest first."

Locke asked cautiously.

"Hmph! You academics are really weak.

"It's only been a long time since you walked, you can't hold on, you still want to go to the ruins, the elves in the ruins are usually quite powerful, you can't even escape at that time."

"Ahem..." The

scar man squinted his eyes slightly, and just after speaking, he coughed violently.

"Then I can't help it."

Locke sighed helplessly, his breath long and short.

"Or I'll ask Pokékiss to fly back with us."

Locke asked tentatively.

"Hmph! How could someone who wanted to join the Apocalypse be so weak.

"Our organization can overcome even if it encounters great difficulties, but if you are tired a little bit, you can't support it, how can you become the pillar of our organization?"

Scar Man said.

He certainly wouldn't fly over with Locke in a Pokékiss.

Now the sky is full of police, in case some horses and feet are exposed, it will be troublesome.

As for letting Pokékiss fly a little lower, then it is even more impossible.

Flying elf, what are you flying so low for?

Aren't you afraid of colliding with a vehicle?

It seems that he obviously has a ghost in his heart, and he doesn't dare to fly high!

The scar man thought a lot in his heart for a moment.

"Okay then, I'll insist on it, but you promised me that you would take me into the secret realm, and don't regret it when the time comes!"

Locke mentioned again.

"Don't worry, you can now be regarded as a member of our Apocalypse Organization, and you will definitely not be deceived by your own people."

The scar man showed an ugly smile.

Locke nodded and continued to pick up the scarred man and walk forward.

At the same time, he constantly calculated in his mind how to fight back.

The first step must be to get Geng Ghost out of his shadow.

If this step is not completed, the follow-up plan will not succeed.

Soon they were on the outskirts, a wide and straight road leading straight to Locke's warehouse.

"Do you live in the suburbs?"

Scar Man asked.

"Yes, I lived there during this time."

Locke nodded.

Locke pinched his fingers to calculate the time and slowly led the Scar Man to the warehouse door.

"Okay, you wait here first, I'll go get the key."

Locke said.

"Don't you put the keys on you?" The scar man said warily.

"You see a few young people who carry keys with them now."

Locke was helpless.

"You'd better pray that you're not lying, you know that Geng Ghost is always in your shadow, and if you make the slightest change, I guarantee that you are better off alive than dead."

The scar man said with a grim look in his eyes.

"I've joined the Apocalypse Organization now, and you still don't trust me."

Locke was sad.

"I don't trust you, I just want to give you a vaccination, and if you want to go to the secret realm, you must be led by me."

After speaking, the scar man lay down against the tree, and at the same time released an elf to protect his own safety.

The body is huge, and the body is black, as if it blends with the night.

Another extremely injured king-level elf - Steel Raven.

Locke raised his eyebrows, obviously the cannon light cannon that burst around him at the beginning had an eighty percent chance of being issued by this steel armored crow.

Really t-m-d is abominable.

Locke hated in his heart.

But the steel crow's death-like eyes stared at him, which made him feel a chill.

Especially in this dark night, those two fiery red eyes look extremely strange.

The staring people were panicked in their hearts, making people dare not make a difference.

Locke dragged himself slowly towards the warehouse door.

Use the Mind Network to communicate with Tianhi at the same time.

Although Tianxi is now in the Pokéball, this Pokéball cannot limit Tianxi's psychic network.

"Is there any way Tianxi can get the ghosts out of my shadow?"

Locke asked in his heart.

"There is a way, there is a way, but my level is too low, and you say that the other party is a heavenly king-level elf, which is almost impossible with my current ability."

Tianxi said.

Hearing Tianxi's words, Locke's heart sank.

"Hey!"

Locke could only endure it honestly first.

This feeling that I am doing a knife trick for fish is really uncomfortable.

Locke hated in his heart, but he was a little helpless.

He helped Scar Man to the warehouse and used a spare medical kit to treat him.

When his injuries are healed, he should take back the geng ghosts in his body for treatment.

It is impossible to keep the seriously injured Geng Ghost in his shadow all the time.

Locke could only wait for this moment.