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"Are you looking for Mr. Liu? Mr. Liu usually doesn't come here until nine o'clock in the morning!" The front desk replied.

"Then do you know where Mr. Liu lives?" Zhao Ling asked again.

"Well, I don't know very well..." the girl replied.

Hearing this, Zhao Ling took a closer look at this company that only leased more than 100 square meters, and made sure that none of the employees here had at least been awakened or cultivated. She nodded slightly, and then left.

I thought that Mr. Liu, the contact person in Wu Lin's memory, would be here, but I didn't expect that he would still go to work according to the normal time. Zhao Ling was here for nothing.

But never mind...

Zhao Ling, who had just left the house, teleported and appeared directly inside the company, in an office with the sign of the general manager.

That was the office she had just locked through the window with her eyes.

After entering, Zhao Ling took a closer look, and soon found a little dander and two short hairs, which obviously could not belong to a woman.

After finding it, Zhao Ling teleported again and came to the park that he had been to before.

Immediately, a ray of golden light emerged from the fingertips, and the skin flakes and hair instantly turned to ashes.

"Chasing the soul..., go!"

Zhao Ling pointed lightly, and a little invisible breath flew towards a certain direction rapidly.

Soon, Zhao Ling followed the aura contained in a strand of hair and came to a single-family villa in the suburbs.

This villa is really remote enough, there are no other people around.

In the courtyard of the villa, there are eight big wolf dogs, guarded in all directions, and there are bodyguards standing guard.

If ordinary people came here, they might feel that this family would not dare to provoke them, and would not dare to approach them at all.

Zhao Ling didn't alarm anyone, and directly teleported into the balcony on the second floor of the villa, and then directly entered the room from the balcony.

Soon, Zhao Ling found the man who Wu Lin only remembered as Mr. Liu.

The moment Zhao Ling approached silently, Mr. Liu, who was wearing pajamas and sleeping like a dead man, frowned slightly, and then suddenly turned over and rolled onto the ground on the other side of the bed.

At the same time, he was already holding a gun in both hands.

As for the gun, he took it out directly from under his pillow the moment he rolled over.

Zhao Ling paused, his eyes fixed on him behind the sunglasses.

"Who are you?" President Liu asked in a deep voice.

The next second, Mr. Liu seemed to think of something, his forehead was sweating slightly, his face turned pale, and deep fear appeared in his eyes, and he exclaimed: "You are the Dragon King?!"

Following Mr. Liu's exclamation, the security guard guarding the villa sensed that something was wrong, and there was a sound of messy and heavy footsteps, and at the same time the wolf dogs also barked.

"A little boss, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

Zhao Ling's voice was still charming, but Mr. Liu, who was nervous, was incapable of appreciating it.

He wanted to shoot with extreme trepidation in his heart, but unfortunately it was too late.

Zhao Ling beckoned lightly, and a wisp of green smoke flew out from Mr. Liu's eyebrows.

But his body fell down directly, like a puppet, without any reaction at all.

The green smoke fell into Zhao Ling's hands, and soon Zhao Ling closed his hands, and the green smoke dissipated.

This Mr. Liu is directly out of his wits.

Even if Blue Star didn't have reincarnation in the first place, the soul originally returned to the heaven and earth after death, and the memory was washed during the operation of the heavens before being reincarnated directly, but such a disintegration of the soul can be regarded as tragic.

"Qinglan Sect, hehe..."

Zhao Ling sneered, and then disappeared.

When the bodyguards in the villa kicked the door and rushed in, they only saw Mr. Liu's body.

Soon, Zhao Ling appeared in an old forest deep in the mountains, which belonged to a mountain range of Mount Tai, and now it was covered with snow, and there was a cold atmosphere everywhere.

The Ghost King Xia Jiu that Zhao Ling once killed was in this mountain range, but it was another shaded place on the back of the mountain far away.

Originally, Zhao Ling thought that Mr. Liu was just a small boss, because although he had the aura of cultivation, he could only deal with a few ordinary people at most.

But I didn't expect that he was actually one of the core.

He was originally one of the sons of the master of the Qinglan sect behind this evil organization, but because he really didn't have the talent for cultivation, and Blue Star didn't have any natural talents or treasures, so he didn't want to practice even more.

So, the lord of Qinglan Sect asked him to take care of some housework while enjoying the colorful world outside.

As for the Qinglan Sect, it was originally a branch of the Miao Jiang Corpse Exorcism Sect, and it belonged to one of the inheritances handed down by Blue Star since ancient times.

In the original Blue Star, basically there are no practitioners, it is nothing more than a little bit of inheritance in martial arts, which is called national art!

But with the invasion of the Ksitigarbha Realm, the recovery of spirits, and the intrusion of the aura of the Ksitigarbha Realm, the Corpse Exorcist Sect like the Qinglan Sect naturally developed and progressed extremely fast.

Therefore, the contemporary leader of this branch re-formed a sect called Qinglanzong in Taishan Mountain.

As corpse exorcists, deep mountains and old forests are simply their paradise.

Zhao Ling turned his eyes and found a mountain village surrounded by snow in a mountain depression.

This mountain village looks like a serious mountain village.

But in Mr. Liu's memory, this is Qinglanzong!

Blue Star's sect naturally doesn't have the majestic momentum of the sect in the fantasy world, and it doesn't even have the so-called sect protection formation.

Zhao Ling walked ten meters at a time, and soon came to the entrance of the village. In the white snow, she walked towards the village step by step.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

A dirt dog that was almost buried by the white snow suddenly stood up, barked wildly, and pulled the iron chain on its body.

On the other end of the iron chain, there are three snow-covered huts with earthen walls, which look dilapidated and crumbling.

If it weren't for Mr. Liu's memory, anyone who comes here will only think that this is a poor mountain village.

"Yeah..."

The barking of the dog seemed to startle the people inside the hut. The closed wooden door opened amidst the sound of friction, and an old man smoking a pipe, with a wrinkled face, yellowish-brown skin, and wearing old clothes from decades ago appeared. in front of the door.

He stepped over the threshold with one foot, tilted his head to look at Zhao Ling, took two puffs of cigarettes, and said with a white breath, "Young student, where did you come from? Where are you going with such heavy snow?"

Zhao Ling smiled slightly. This old man who seemed to be buried under his nose, in Zhao Ling's perception, was equivalent to an A-level existence, that is, under the king!

In this blue star, he definitely belongs to a master, a figure like a sweeping monk!

If you really treat him as an ordinary old man, you will suffer a big loss.

Since he is a person like a sweeping monk, Zhao Ling is not prepared to make false claims, and said indifferently: 767 "The end is at your feet!"

"Oh?"

A gleam of light flashed in the old man's dim old eyes, and then he said flatly: "The younger generation is from the village? But I, old man, why don't I seem to have seen you?"

"Xia Guo, Dragon King, one of the three kings with supernatural powers, is here to collect your corpses!"

Zhao Ling's voice, like thunder, directly pierced the air, shaking the entire village, and snow fell everywhere.

According to the information that Zhao Ling has read in the relevant departments, they absorb the corpse's corpse energy to cultivate, and the biggest goal is to transform themselves into corpses.

Of course, it was not an ordinary corpse, but half dead, half alive, similar to a zombie that retained its own memory and cognition, similar to Kuang Tianyou's.

Of course, because the world is different, and perhaps because of the lack of methods, we have not yet reached that level.

To put it bluntly, they are just taking another shortcut and pursuing a certain degree of immortality!

Before reaching a certain stage, his own combat power is not strong, but he can fight with zombies or walking corpses he refined.

"Oh!"

The old man, who looked like an ordinary farmer in a mountain village before, changed his face instantly after hearing Zhao Ling's words, and quickly closed the door.

At the same time, the entire mountain village became noisy. From the dead silence before, it became full of people talking!

"Ding ding ding..."

The strange sound of bells came from the thatched cottage, urgent and fast.

With the sound of the bell, from the white snow on the side of the road around Zhao Ling, withered, slightly black arms stretched out one after another, and then corpses in rags stood upright, with black and blue faces all over their faces. ferocious.

As if they were being hung by ropes, they swung their bodies straight and rushed towards Zhao Ling!

The stench pervaded the air, and if ordinary people smelled it, they would be poisoned and fall to the ground in less than three seconds without getting fainted.

Zhao Ling frowned slightly, these walking corpses are really disgusting, even more disgusting than the zombies in Alice's world!

Stinky, dry, ferocious, and dark in color, just looking at it makes people feel strong negative emotions!

The eyes behind the sunglasses moved slightly, and the walking corpses swinging towards Zhao Ling turned into fly ash in an instant.

A red light flashed in their bodies, the surrounding temperature rose by tens of degrees, and the snow suddenly turned into white mist.

Corpses, whether they are ordinary corpses or zombies, must be burned, otherwise germs and poisonous gas may spread.

Therefore, when Zhao Ling deals with corpses, there is one more procedure, that is, warming up!

Even water bears, don't even think about resisting the high-temperature roast released by Zhao Ling!

The ringing of the bell in the hut seemed to be interrupted, and it stopped abruptly.

Immediately, a more urgent bell rang.

The wooden door of the thatched hut was directly smashed into pieces, and then two zombies with black hair on their faces, livid faces, and two canine teeth growing out of the corners of their mouths jumped out.

These two belonged to iron corpses, and Xia Guo's combat power was classified as B-level.

However, due to the invulnerability of zombies, if you don't encounter Taoist priests, it's easy to beat two of them at the same level. Even if A-level encounters zombies, although they can kill them, they still need to work hard, because they are too powerful. hard!

Zhao Ling still looked over with one eye, and the two iron corpses were directly reduced to ashes.

Chapter 40 Dragon King, you viper! (40 more)

"puff……"

The clear sound of vomiting blood resounded in the hut, Zhao Ling walked towards the hut with a cold face.

In the thatched hut, after the sound of vomiting blood, there was a dead silence, as if he hadn't even breathed.

At the same time, people rushed out of the thatched huts whose roofs were covered with snow, and there were walking corpses floating like ghosts amidst the chaotic bells, moving towards them at an extremely fast speed. Zhao Ling rushed over here.

Zhao Ling glanced over, and all the walking corpses burst into a red light, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose rapidly, so hot that everyone who rushed over screamed again and again, and some even burst into flames instantly.

Immediately, screams resounded across the sky. In the panic, some people wanted to escape, and some people wanted to save others.

Zhao Lingxin turned around at will, and the second wave of eyes passed, and everyone who could see it turned into flying ashes.

In the inheritance of the Corpse Exorcist Sect, it is absolutely impossible for ethically good people to exist, because they themselves play with corpses.

If there are too many corpses of the same kind, no matter how kind people are, they will become abnormal. This is a mentality problem.

Therefore, Zhao Ling is not afraid of killing a good person by mistake!

If it's a serious group of exorcising corpses, sending 'customers' back to their hometowns, then it can be said that they are doing meritorious deeds and doing good deeds!

But in this day and age, there is no need for that kind of exorcising corpses!

After all, the roads are developed, and there are not many remote places, and the corpses of foreigners can be picked up by relatives at any time.

After killing the people who appeared in West Zhejiang, Zhao Ling walked step by step to the first hut at the entrance of the village, which was the residence of the old man.

An old man like a sweeping monk lives at the entrance of the village, and there is actually a real iron corpse guarding the gate. Obviously he is the real line of defense of the village.

Going out can block the road, and entering has to go through his first wave of detection.

The dirt dog didn't dare to jump now, shivering shivering in the snow, obviously very intelligent.

Zhao Ling walked into the dark and damp earthen house. The suddenly dark environment was enough to affect the visual system of ordinary people.

Behind a broken door panel that seemed to be crumbling, a pair of hands that looked like ten pitch-black daggers suddenly lifted up and pinched towards Zhao Ling's neck.

Silently, but the speed is fast.

With a wave of Zhao Ling's hand, a zombie in shabby clothes smashed through the [-] cm thick earth wall and flew out viciously.

Still in the air, caught by Zhao Ling's gaze, it instantly turned into ashes!

"No... puff puff..."

An old roar sounded, followed by a series of sounds of vomiting blood.