Chapter 492 Cut It Down
"Northern Suburb...It really is Northern Suburb." Lin Qiye muttered to himself when he saw the information on it.
"You know?" Cao Yuan asked.
Lin Qiye nodded, "Jalan and I went to the Geological Bureau and retrieved the information of these three earthquakes. Judging from the source of the earthquake, it is roughly in the north..."
Baili Pangpang smacked his lips, "It seems that we have found their lair."
Then, Baili Pangpang seemed to think of something.
"Brother Yan tipped us off, does that mean..."
On the side, the corners of Lin Qiye's mouth rose slightly, and he gave Baili Pangpang a meaningful look, "It means that he is not bound by the babbling soul contract... Pangpang, your return to heaven has made a great contribution."
"Hey hey." Baili Pangpang smiled happily, "I knew it would not be so easy for brother drag! Now there is a sword master outside to help out, and brother drag is undercover inside, I can't think of how to lose in this wave what?"
"Don't underestimate the enemy." Lin Qiye shook his head, "Even if we are sure of victory, we still have to be cautious in our actions. Shen Qingzhu is undercover alone among the enemies, and the situation is very dangerous. If we are not careful, we may kill him. "
Cao Yuan nodded in agreement.
"Let's go, go back and discuss the countermeasures carefully, and make a decision before moving."
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safe house.
"Shen Qingzhu..."
An Qingyu was thoughtful, "Is that the person wearing the white fox mask who shot and killed Baili Xin in the Baili Group last time?"
"Well, judging from the information we have so far, it is basically certain that he is an undercover agent lurking among [believers]." Lin Qiye said, "but it is not clear what the altar of the underworld god on the note refers to. .”
"It sounds like a very dangerous thing." Baili Pangpang couldn't help but said.
On the side, Zhou Ping frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes became serious.
"Senior Sword Saint?" Lin Qiye sensed Zhou Ping's strangeness, "Do you know anything?"
Zhou Ping was silent for a moment, then shook his head,
"It's nothing... You just said, where is the altar?"
"Northern Suburb, Abandoned Manor at No. 42 Dong'an Street."
"Oh."
Zhou Ping stood up and walked out.
Seeing this scene, everyone froze in place.
"Senior Sword Saint, where are you going?" Lin Qiye asked suspiciously.
Zhou Ping picked up the sword box on his back, stretched out his hand and opened the door, and said calmly:
"Go and chop down that altar."
Praise -!
A sharp sword intent flashed, and the figure in the black shirt disappeared without a trace.
Everyone in the living room looked at the empty doorway and looked at each other blankly.
"Why do I feel... Senior Juggernaut seems to be in a hurry?" Baili Pangpang said suspiciously.
"It's not what you think." An Qingyu looked at the empty gate and said firmly, "He is really in a hurry."
"Then are we going to help, or are we just waiting for good news here?"
"Go and help." Lin Qiye said seriously, "After all, the senior Juggernaut doesn't know Shen Qingzhu, so it would be terrible if he was chopped off with a sword by mistake."
Hearing these words, Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan jumped up from their chairs at the same time.
"Damn it!!"
Just when everyone was about to rush out of the room, a girl in a white dress floated out of the wall and was suspended in midair.
"Zizizi... are you going to find [believers]?"
On the table, the girl's voice sounded from the MP3.
"Yes." Lin Qiye nodded.
Jiang Er looked at Lin Qiye with a hesitant expression, as if he wanted to say something...
"You want us to take you there?" Jia Lan saw through Jiang Er's thoughts.
Jiang Er nodded slightly, and said softly, "I know my body will be a burden, but... I can do many things, and I won't cause you any trouble."
She floated in the air in nothingness, her lips were slightly pursed, and she bowed deeply to Lin Qiye and the others.
"They killed my comrades-in-arms, and I want... to avenge them."
The girl's voice was full of prayers.
The air fell into a silence.
Lin Qiye stared at her for a long time, then nodded slightly, "Okay, then you go with us, Fatty, you come to carry the coffin."
The ghost Jiang'er can only move about one kilometer around her body. If she is to be taken to the battlefield, she must be taken with her coffin.
Before Baili Pangpang agreed, An Qingyu at the side said calmly:
"That coffin, ordinary people can't carry it."
He raised his fingertips slightly, and the invisible silk thread was instantly tied to the black coffin on the test bench, and with a volley he pulled, the coffin flew in front of An Qingyu.
The coffin was placed in the laboratory before, and everyone didn't feel it. The moment the coffin appeared in the living room, everyone felt the surrounding temperature drop rapidly.
The cold air is overflowing from the coffin.
"This is an ice coffin made with my ability. The temperature inside the coffin reaches minus 69 degrees Celsius. Even if there are special coffin panels to insulate it, cold air will continue to overflow from it. Carrying it on the back for a long time will be harmful to everyone. bodily damage."
An Qingyu patted the coffin face, pulled the silk thread, and automatically tied the black coffin behind him. He pushed his glasses, and said slowly:
"My body has been remodeled so that I won't suffer from frostbite. Let me carry this coffin."
Lin Qiye nodded and didn't say much.
"Qiye, can we go there in time by car now? With the speed of Juggernaut and his old man, I'm afraid that the [believers] will be wiped out if we wait for a traffic light?" Baili Fatty said in confusion, "We can't rush Let's go collect Brother Drag's body!"
"We don't go by car." Lin Qiye shook his head.
"Don't take a car?" Baili Pangpang was taken aback, "If you don't take a car, how do we get there?"
He walked into the courtyard, stretched out his hand and pressed it in the void, and a gorgeous summoning magic circle appeared in the air.
The brilliance of the magic circle slowly dissipated, and a red-haired Yujie in a dark blue protective uniform stood there quietly, bowing slightly to Lin Qiye.
Nursing staff number 004, Yanmai Dilong, a confidante.
"We... ride dragons."
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manor.
Shen Qingzhu put the purchased food into the refrigerator, turned around and walked out of the kitchen. As soon as he walked around the corner, a figure walked towards him.
"Xiao Shen..." The face of the ninth seat was still a little pale, but it was much better than before.
When Shen Qingzhu saw him, his eyes trembled undetectably.
"Senior Ninth, how is your recovery?"
The ninth seat waved his hand, "I woke up much better after a nap, it seems that I did use too much force today, and I even fainted when I got up, thank you for going shopping with that woman in the seventh seat...
Is she difficult? "
Shen Qingzhu relaxed when he saw that the ninth seat didn't notice his hands and feet.
"Fortunately, there are relatively few things to buy today, so..."
Ding--! ! !
Before he finished speaking, a clear and crisp sword cry suddenly came from above the clouds!
