Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1888: The Shore of the Land, Could it be Wang Chen

The island is very small, but on the road you can see some traces of humans living here.

Wolfgang and Charlotte soon saw the hut in the mouth of the man who could make Gong Fanxing kneel-indeed a very small room, hidden in the forest of the island.

"I smell something that should only belong to a dead person on this guy."

Charlotte's words rang awkwardly in Wolfgang's ears, but he didn't speak, but nodded thoughtfully.

The dead...the dead will not have such a powerful force.

It’s not about fear, it’s more about curiosity... The transcendental is restricted in this world, and the more dangerous the subworld is, the greater the restriction is, even the so-called [deity] loss is also common.

But the other party is obviously not such a person.

...That is, the pinnacle of creatures created in this world?

They put everything that reached the most extreme in the world, but did not leave it, collectively called the peak creature, or the extreme strong.

The people in the detached organization will not underestimate any peak creature in the present world... The only difference between the peak creature and the detached person is that one is inside and the other is outside, but the most that both parties can release in the present world. The power of the limit is theoretically equal.

Shenzhou Zhenlong dare to say that even if the immortal came, it would be the same if it didn’t look good, because of this equal condition.

——It's just that there are more pinnacle creatures allowed in this sub-world.

Wolfgang muttered something in his heart, but saw that the man leading the way had stopped and invited the two into the humble house.

Wolfgang and Charlotte glanced at each other, and they both understood each other's intentions: for the time being, wait and see their changes.

...

"You, you can call me [Mr. Song]." The man smiled slightly. "At present, I will act as [Mr. Song]."

"That is to say, you are not going to tell us your true identity, are you." Wolfgang smiled lightly.

He hasn’t seen anyone, up to the [throne] of the detached, down to the wandering ghost... He will not be surprised at the true identity of the other party, at most it is just curious, but it does not necessarily need to know... depends on the other party Falling ground is not worth it.

For example, the king of **** he was looking for along with Charlotte was obviously worth it.

If Lucifer could be fooled into the detachment organization, then his hard work during this time would be able to reap extremely rich rewards.

Developing a king of **** to become a member is much more profitable than other guys working hard to find potential newcomers to earn headcount.

"No, I'm going to tell you." [Mr. Song] smiled slightly, "but wait for your loyalty to me."

Wolfgang was startled. As for Charlotte, he looked at it with interest.

In the end, Wolfgang shook his head. He was a musician, and he didn't look irritable until the inspiration was wrong, but he was usually a gentleman. He was quite calm even when he heard ridiculous words. .

He smiled and said: "Perhaps, [Mr. Song] doesn't know much about the current situation. Of course, this is understandable, but it's a pity that we... at least we will not be loyal to anyone, we are free."

"The more powerful people are, the more proud they are, and even unruly." Mr. Song said indifferently: "I understand this because I have seen many such talented people, but they will eventually succumb."

"Why?" Wolfgang wasn't angry at all, and only felt ridiculous... asked with a smile.

"Because." [Mr. Song] At this moment, the state is solemn, and the voice is more like a thousand mountains. "Under the sky, it is the king's land; the shore of the earth, the king's minister... I am this world."

Wolfgang and Charlotte's face changed instantly.

Mr. Song's voice actually slammed into their hearts, and they are madly impacting their inherent beliefs.

But let's not talk about Wolfgang, the detached person walking in the void, even if Charlotte is also the banshee who is often accompanied by the king of hell, how can he easily yield?

In a flash of resistance, Mr. Song’s solemn voice was expelled from their hearts.

Wolfgang sneered suddenly. If a musician loses his temper, he can be recognized by his relatives, not to mention a stranger.

Charlotte's gaze suddenly became sharper from frivolous... The black umbrella was suddenly drawn, and there was a sharp sword hidden in it.

But at this moment, a mark of gossip appeared in the air.

Wolfgang and Charlotte were both trapped in the gossip mark at the same time. I saw a burst of purple light flashing on Mr. Song's face.

The mark of gossip shrank instantly.

Almost at the same time, Wolfgang and Charlotte felt the moment when the mark appeared, and their hearts seemed to be washed away... Wolfgang's face was even more incredible.

He has seen such gossip!

——This seems to be [The Throne of Fuxi]...Is it an illusion?

However, the unbelievable in my heart has not completely dissipated. The seal of gossip has locked him and Charlotte at the same time. At the same time, [Mr. Song] slowly spit out the words: "Hunyuan has no great Taoism... Lock the soul seal."

The mark of gossip shattered instantly.

At the same time, Wolfgang and Charlotte had the same gossip mark on their left hands.

It's like a scorching fire.

The gossip mark on the back of the hand from time to time sent a burning feeling to the two, directly connecting their hearts... painful.

Then Mr. Song waved his palms and a strong wind swept Wolfgang and Charlotte out of the door.

I only heard Mr. Song said indifferently: "Since then, Er and others have become kings. If they are unfaithful, they will suffer from the soul of the lock... Now, let Er wait for the two to experience it first. bitter."

Wolfgang and Charlotte, who were swept out of the door, fell into a waterhole outside the house... They emerged from the water and heard the sound of [Mr. Song], the two began unprecedentedly. Screams.

Within the wooden house, [Mr. Song] who had just used the Soul Seal, he spit out a bit of blood.

His age seemed to disappear in an instant, and he suddenly turned from his thirties to his forties. His temples were whiter and his face was thinner.

"Respect!" Gong Fanxing was shocked.

Mr. Song waved his hand and said indifferently: "I'm fine, but I have lost some essential blood, and later I will make up some from my descendants. Since Gongsun Wuwei is dead, only you are left to do things for me. It's inconvenient... This time it was worthwhile to surrender the two."

Gong Fanxing worriedly said: "Sovereign, Wolfgang and Charlotte have a mysterious origin, and I have not yet been able to peek into the bottom line of their strength...I don't know if the Soul Seal can really surrender these two."

"Why not?" Mr. Song said indifferently: "Even if the fairy is lost, it will be suppressed by the Soul Seal... This is the emperor's martial arts, which comes from the Xuanyuan Palace...There are those suppressed by the Soul Seal in the Xuanyuan Palace. Fairy."

Gong Fanxing's gaze suddenly changed... This is a secret unheard of before!

"I'm tired and need to take a break." Mr. Song waved again: "When they have tasted the pain of the soul lock, you will tell them the rules."

"The slave maid knows..." Gong Fanxing's face was pale, but he withdrew from the cabin with respect.

However, he had just left, and there was a burst of purple energy on Mr. Song's face... His aging continued to appear at this time, but as if he was forcibly suppressed, the most important thing was to stop.

Mr. Song's eyes couldn't help but get tired.

"... Which descendants are ultimately uneven, and few will come in handy." Mr. Song's eyes even gradually gloomy, "Only the most outstanding descendants... The descendants who can compete for the dragon, can really bring me back to life. Song Haoran, Don’t let me wait too long..."

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City, in a quiet courtyard.

"...According to the situation at the scene, the deceased should not have fought with anyone before he died. According to other members of the mission, they returned to the room after dinner. As for the deceased, there are nights The habit of praying, and don’t like others to disturb..."

Yan Xiaoxi was covering his mouth and nose with a tissue while listening to the preliminary investigation report-he was at the scene of the murder at this time, one of the guesthouses prepared for the various delegations of this summit meeting .

The deceased is a black uncle in his fifties, with tattoos all over his face, and then the dead phase-this black uncle from the non-earthland consecrated, only one skin sac is left at this time... Any internal organs, bones, and muscles underneath dissolve completely, and are discharged from the holes in his body, and the carpet on the floor is directly stained like sewer sewage**.

"What about the first person to find the dead?"

"It was their deputy's deputy. It was dawn. He discovered it when he came to deliver breakfast to the priest, and then notified us... Our people are appeasing the members of the mission, but at present it seems that the effect is not effective. Good," the subordinates said at this time, with a scorched head: "This sacrifice has a high prestige in their local area, if it is not possible to solve this matter..."

Yan Xiaoxi frowned: "Surveillance, stand guard... secret room, all night, nothing was found."

"It stands to reason that all extraordinary powers should have been banned here." The subordinates puzzled: "No one should be able to escape our surveillance and come in from the outside."

Yan Xiaoxi suddenly said: "In addition to this mission, what other missions are arranged to stay here?"

"In addition to this mission, there are three more." The subordinate said quickly: "Basically all from the non-continent... The relationship of the extraordinary groups on the non-continent is very chaotic, many and small, this time Those who can participate in the meetings are those with a history of more than 100 years or even hundreds of years, but when we arranged their stay, we have already conducted a survey to separate the groups that are in conflict with each other. There is no contradiction, and even two of them have always had friendly forces.

"I want to see the leaders of these three groups. You can arrange it." Yan Xiaoxi nodded and immediately commanded again: "The things here are blocked first... I know things can't be concealed, but at the very least Before sunset, not too many people know. Tomorrow is the first day of the meeting, I don’t like too much trouble... a homicide occurred on the day before the meeting, it seems that this thing is coming towards us ."

"...The Chief of the Section means that someone may want to disrupt this summit meeting?"

"I hope it isn't." Yan Xiaoxi said in a deep voice. "The other two teams were sent over to search the inside and outside of the guest house carefully and give me the result in an hour."

"Yes!"

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...

"Dad, Dad, there is a big guy outside!"

On the passenger plane flying abroad, the child was lying in front of the window, yelling without looking back-the man who was the father moved away at random... The big guy, probably a white cloud that looked like a hippo Right.

The man closed the window casually, "It will be dazzling when the sun is about to come in, good."

The child wanted to see it, but soon succumbed under his father's stern eyes and turned to see the flight attendant sister's little skirt.

The passenger plane jittered suddenly.

"Please don't panic, this is just a turbulence, it's all right..."

Airliner radio sounded at the same time.

"How come there is turbulence suddenly?"

The captain looked at the dashboard in surprise... but there was no warning-it was just that the plane quickly recovered and he had to shake his head.

What the captain did not know was that a huge black shadow was swimming through the clouds... The black shadow flew across the plane and flew to the distance.

Like a... a huge black dragon in Western mythology.

...

...

"...It should be at its destination soon."

On the back of the black dragon, Miss Mind Witch was looking at the map on her stomach, and at the same time she looked at the back sitting on the skull of the black dragon head, and the strong wind was still standing. .

She still couldn't understand why the old guy didn't want to use the convenient tool of flying, but instead grabbed the black dragon hard and let it cross the entire European continent all the way into the mysterious Eastern China.

The Mind Witch climbed to the Black Dragon's neck a little bit hard at this time, then grabbed the scales and climbed up to its head, came to Farrell's side, she couldn't care about the hair that was blown up, just Roared in Farrell's ear: "I can't stand it! I want to go on!!!"

Farrell didn't pay attention...he didn't tell him to stop even the black dragon.

The already angry Mind Witch had no choice but to grab Farrell's shoulder and bite hard... The teeth almost broke.

How hard is this old guy's body?

Farrell, who closed his eyes and raised his mind, opened his eyes, and then knocked on the dragon's horn... The black dragon stopped suddenly.

Soul witch was thrown out by inertia.

"I can't fly! Help------" Miss Witch screamed in horror.

I saw a white practice light and shadow on the dragon's back flashed instantaneously, and I saw which fat granddaughter of the sword was rushing out like a dragon, waving his sword one after another in the sky, and the air was crackling. Then, by the action of wielding the sword, the body stayed in the air, rushed out, grabbed the collar of the witch, and finally returned to the head of the black dragon.

"It's dangerous..." The fat girl exhaled for a long time.

The frightened Miss Witch couldn’t be thankful, and quickly glared at Farrell, “Old man, do you want to murder me, so that you don’t have to complete the promise! Why suddenly stop!”

Farrell stood up, staring at the front, and after a while, slowly said: "Front, can't go."

"Why?" the witch asked subconsciously.

Farrell didn't say anything, but the backhand pulled the sword from the fat girl's hand, which was a split... a huge sword light instantly broke the clouds and shot directly into the distance.

However, in an instant, Jianguang has disappeared-not the kind of disappearance of the castration, but the disappearance of the disappearance...

"This..." Miss Witch couldn't help but open her mouth. "This is the rumored forbidden space..."

She subconsciously looked at the old guy Farrell and couldn't help but squeeze sweat for the old guy's plan-Farrell is still looking for so-called potential newcomers to fight the so-called horror in his mouth .

But when he learned of the world's extraordinary summit meeting, this guy suddenly changed his plan-he had a new plan.

In the words of the old guy: this is a good opportunity to gather strength.

God knows if this old guy will go crazy at the World Extraordinary Summit...Thinking this, the Forbidden Space seems to be a good thing at least-this old guy is really crazy, and no one can stop it. Situation?

"What are you waiting for, hurry in!" Miss Witch became excited.

As long as you enter this forbidden space, you will have 10,000 ways to change this situation where men are strong and women are weak... it's time to turn around and make the decision!

But at this moment, a small shadow suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

It turned out to be a black drone for shooting.

The drone hovering in front of everyone, at this time, a small probe was extended, and then the voice came out from the probe: "This is the Divine Administration, the temporary headquarters of the summit meeting. You have violated our country’s extraordinary For the prohibition of flying, please present your identification immediately, otherwise, we will regard it as me..."

Snapped--!

I saw the drone directly split into two at this time, and then exploded in the air.

The shot that came out was Farel who was still holding the fat girl's long sword.

"What is the Divine Authority?" Farrell asked indifferently.

"You... just ask after the split?!" Miss Mind Witch suddenly dizzy and scolded angrily: "Crazy! Crazy!"

...

"...That is to say, this is the [Knightly Organ] in the East, I get it." Farrell nodded at this moment.

After spending a lot of time to explain clearly, the soul witch can't help but have a headache...How should she explain this to the Shenzhou Administration?

Is it possible to smile and say: I'm sorry everyone, this old guy was locked up more than a hundred years ago, you do not know that you were formally established decades ago... like this?

I'm afraid not to be scolded to death.

"It's fine if you understand." Miss Mind Witch sighed: "This world is different from your time. You still have to worry about how much you do. This is the East after all. Even if you don't know the authority, haven't you heard of it? Shenzhou True Dragon? If this extraordinary meeting is to be held, I am afraid that we have just stepped into the realm of Shenzhou, will we encounter any legendary invincible oriental dragon? How can you let you fly in directly?"

"Why didn't I think of it." Farrell suddenly raised his head at this moment, "I actually forgot... the true dragon in the east! She can be a force of confrontation! Damn! I only think of this now!"

With that, Farrell, who was trembling with excitement, jumped directly from the black dragon's head. The soul witch couldn't help it if he wanted to...

"This old guy!"

(End of this chapter)