On a rainy night, Milo stood in a dark alley and looked around.
At this time, it was drizzling in the sky, and there was no one in the alley. Milo was about to cast a spell to sense his surroundings, when he suddenly heard a slight sound coming from the other side of the alley.
At this time, Wang Bo, who had numbed himself with alcohol, was holding on to the wall and retching. The yellow water in his abdomen had long been vomited out.
But the depression in his heart and the anesthesia of alcohol still made him unable to help but repeat the action of retching.
After a while, he raised his head and saw the missing person notice posted on the wall. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and gently touched the photo on the missing person notice, his eyes suddenly moistened.
"Xiaojun! Where did my Wanwan go? It's been half a year, more than half a year, and I haven't heard anything from her. Do you think she has...already..."
The neighbor who took Wang Bo out to drink looked drunk at first. When he heard Wang Bo's question, he quickly persuaded him: "Brother Wang, are you guys going to stop talking? I've found some information. I want to come.
Xiaowan will be found soon. Don't get too anxious. My sister-in-law has already cried her eyes out. What will she do if something happens to you again?"
"Yes! Yes! The police have found some information, Xiao Wan, Xiao Wan will definitely come back..."
Wang Bo babbled and wanted to say something, but he was so drunk that he couldn't speak clearly.
Zheng Jun, who was standing on the edge, looked at the transformation of his elite neighbors into what they are now, and a trace of disdain, excitement and pleasure could not help but appear in his eyes.
Suddenly, Zheng Jun raised his head and looked to the other side of the alley.
Far away, under the dim streetlight, a young Taoist seemed to hear the movement here and turned his head to look over.
This Taoist has fair skin and handsome appearance, but is not feminine at all. In addition, his temperament is like a pine tree, combined with his rather elegant Taoist robes, giving people a feeling of immortality.
What stung Zheng Jun the most was the exquisite patterns on the Taoist's clothes and the jade pendant hanging on his waist. These things all showed that the Taoist in front of him had a high worth.
'Wearing this outfit at night, a pretty boy is just a pretty boy? Who are you trying to deceive?'
'It's because there are so many people like this that Xin'er wanted to leave me in the first place. Wang Wan is the same, they are a group of superficial women who only care about their appearance.'
Recalling the past, Zheng Jun's eyes turned slightly red. He lowered his head, evil thoughts swirling in his heart.
'It just so happens that Wang Wan's sacrifice is almost done. I still need a Yang soul to neutralize it, so I'll use you as a sacrifice.'
Raising his head again, Zheng Jun's eyes flashed with green light, and the malice on his body was no longer concealed at all.
An indescribable darkness completely enveloped the entire alley, and the surroundings seemed to echo with the shrill wails of the dead souls from the underworld, and the falling rain also brought a bit of biting chill.
"It's so cold!" Wang Bo shivered, scratched his shoulders, and wanted to ask Zheng Jun to leave together, but he saw his neighbor's eyes widening, as if he had seen something terrible.
In Zheng Jun's pupils, there seemed to be an illusory figure standing behind the Taoist on the other side of the alley. He held an official seal in one hand and a treasure scroll in the other, and a treasure mirror hung behind his head, staring at him.
The falling darkness and the little green evil light hidden in the shadow were scattered by a golden light flying out of his sleeve before it touched the Taoist. The golden light immediately fell on Zheng Jun's shadow, and Zheng Jun immediately felt
My chest feels heavy, as if a huge mountain is pressing on me.
Immediately afterwards, red ropes spread out from the feet of the man and quickly approached Zheng Jun.
A feeling of imminent death constantly struck Zheng Jun's mind, and fear made him tremble all over.
'Move! Move for me!'
Zheng Jun kept roaring in his heart, but his body didn't react at all.
The red rope continued to wrap around Zheng Jun's body, turning into an invisible bondage, binding every trace of dark aura in his body.
Suddenly, a pale green aura emerged from Zheng Jun's soul, directly crossing the shackles of the red rope in the outside world, trying to escape into the shadows.
Realizing this, Zheng Jun didn't even want to pay too much attention to the danger to himself, and roared in his heart: 'Come back, come back!'
Along with Zheng Jun's thoughts, the shadows around the alley became distorted to a certain extent. Milo stared at Zheng Jun fiercely, but the changes around him quickly disappeared in the next second.
'Another collective like Wu Jun?'
Milo frowned, but what he didn't know was that just now, when Zheng Jun tried to lock the green light with his will, the green light had a reverse influence at the moment his will fell, swallowing up most of his spirit.
, and then disappeared into the shadows.
In the alley, Wang Bo, who had come back to his senses, looked at Zheng Jun, who suddenly became motionless next to him, and stretched out his hand to tap.
Zheng Jun fell to the ground and lost his breath.
Wang Bo's face instantly turned pale and he quickly took out his cell phone to call for help.
'died?'
Milo, who was standing not far away, was completely shocked.
Let's not say that this Zheng Jun may have something to do with this core. Let's just say that this guy obviously practiced evil magic. Although he is a magician who practices magic but not magic, his magic has been completed and his magic power has been condensed to form an internal cycle. According to the realm,
, can be regarded as a monk in the pulse-opening realm.
Milo had only cast some illusions on him before, so how could he die directly?
Milo, who was not sure of the reason, hid his body under the protection of paper butterflies and looked at the police and doctors who came one after another.
During this period, Milo also saw an acquaintance.
A middle-aged police officer who is not tall but has a resolute face, thick black hair and a large nose.
The young police officer next to him called him Brother Chen, and when he introduced himself to Wang Bo, he called himself Chen Jiaju.
What's interesting is that after police officer Chen learned that Zheng Jun was dead after a simple inquiry, he immediately chose to go to Zheng Jun's home to investigate.
The surrounding police officers obviously trusted Chen Jiaju. Even though they were surprised by his choice, they still contacted their superiors. While issuing a search warrant, they and two other colleagues followed Chen Jiaju to Zheng Jun's home.
With such an interesting scene, Milo naturally chose to follow it.
About an hour later, the search warrant was delivered to Chen Jiaju, and then under the witness of many people, he directly pried open the door of Zheng Jun's house.
The noisy sound attracted the attention of Wang Bo's wife Zhao Qian next door. Her eyesight was not good, and she saw through the peephole that there were police outside. She opened the door carefully and asked what happened. Suddenly she heard a sound and hurriedly
Break into Zheng Jun's house
"Xiao Wan! Xiao Wan! Is it you, Xiao Wan..."
At this time, because of Chen Jiaju's choice, Wang Bo, who was a little worried, happened to return to his residence. Hearing his wife's shout, he was dumbfounded and rushed into Zheng Jun's house.
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