This time Qin Yang had to be fully prepared, so he brought everything he could with him. Xiang Yu, Bai Qi, Zuo Ci, and Zhang Zhongjing and others stayed in Nanyang. This time Qin Yang wanted to fight hard. The ideal thing is
To swallow all the undead souls of the spokesperson of the spirit world, the worst is to drive him out of China, but the housekeeper and others prefer the former point.
After asking Zhang Ming to send a group of beauties to Kunlun Fairy Mountain, Qin Yang stood at the door and watched Tianhu, the mysterious Mengling, and Li Ran appear at the construction site of the pharmaceutical factory.
"What happened?" Tianhu asked.
"Go to Wulin Gate." Qin Yang said in a deep voice, "I want to go there."
Tianhu took a breath. He knew that Qin Yang would go sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so early. Meng Ling frowned, feeling worried. She pulled Tianhu's sleeves and whispered: "He's going to stop him."
If you can't live there, you have to go, but you have to promise me not to interfere when you get there, just watch."
Tianhu frowned, this was obviously impossible. After all, Wulin Sect was still his home. If Qin Yang wanted to sweep away Wulin Sect, he had no reason not to take action.
"I'm begging you, okay?" Meng Ling's eyes were pleading.
Tianhu has always believed that his heart as a warrior is very firm, but when facing Meng Ling with this mysterious background, the deepest softness in his heart will always be provoked by her inadvertently, and his intuition tells him that this mysterious girl in front of him is the one he needs to do his best.
The person he was protecting, this confused emotion made him very distressed, but he couldn't resist it. Facing Meng Ling's prayer, he nodded subconsciously.
Li Ran's expression on the side remained unchanged, still looking cold, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
"Lead the way." Qin Yang said solemnly.
But at this time, suddenly a courier truck came and a few couriers came down and carried out a huge box. After looking at a few people, one person asked: "Who's Qin Yang? Your courier."
"I am." Qin Yang frowned and looked around but couldn't see what was in the box. He signed his name and after the courier left, Qin Yang opened the box and found that there was a strange sunbed in it.
Something with a button on it, button
There was a note attached to the side, with a beautiful line of font on it: "Dear boss, after learning of your big move, as your technical director, considering your life safety, I would like to send you this great gift. Open it and take a look.
I hope your staff didn’t let you down.”
"She appeared, she finally appeared." Meng Ling's eyes were very sharp. She could at least see the fonts on the note. Her face was a little pale, and there was a sense of fear, excitement, and very contradiction.
"Who is it?" Tianhu asked puzzledly.
"The mysterious woman who knows Qin Yang best in the world and makes the whole world feel terrified." Meng Ling was a little anxious: "If Qin Yang is a crazy tiger, then that woman is its wings. Some people say
The mysterious woman behind Qin Yang's 100% success accounts for 60%. Can you understand what I mean? She appeared too early."
Tianhu was stunned.
Qin Yang looked at the words on the note with a playful smile on his lips. After turning on the machine, he saw a pale and haggard foreign man lying in it. He was about thirty years old and was wearing a very black suit.
Neatly and standardly dressed as in the Matrix, perhaps because of the fresh air, the man slowly opened his eyes, but what he saw was an unfamiliar face. He squinted his eyes, stood up, pinched his head, and said
: "What is this place?"
"Nanyang, China." Qin Yang said.
"Who are you?" The man seemed to have a headache, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his hands were kneading.
"Who are you?" Qin Yang asked, "It seems that someone gave you to me as a gift."
"Are you Qin Yang?" The man's face changed and he asked.
Qin Yang nodded and said, "You?"
"Gulacchi, well, hell detective Gulacchi, that is, your detective." Gulacchi stretched out his hand.
Qin Yang shook hands with him, frowned and said, "It seems you know my identity."
"Of course I know, I came out of your world." Gulacchi pinched his eyebrows and said: "I'm sorry, is there any ice water? I think I need to drink some ice water. You know that long-term sleep can easily cause
The brain is tired.”
Qin Yang took him to a room, and Zhao Xiaoqi quickly brought him a few glasses of ice water. Qin Yang saw him drinking heavily and asked: "Butler, do you know who this guy is?"
"One of the fragments of the Hell Star." The steward said: "I felt the breath of the Hell Star fragments on him. Back then, the Hell Star was broken into seven pieces, five of which were recovered by Hell, but there are still two pieces that are not
I know where it’s going, but it seems like there’s a group of people there.”
"That thing can still become a human being?" Qin Yang asked puzzledly.
The steward said: "The star of hell represents a huge spirit, so it is not impossible for a piece of spiritual power to occupy a person's body."
Qin Yang relaxed after knowing his identity and said, "How long have you been abroad?"
"It's been almost a thousand years." Gulacchi shook his head: "In these thousand years, I have been waiting for you to return to the human world all the time. I have been fooling around like this since I was knocked out of your consciousness by heaven. Damn it.
Yes, my head still hurts a little, that girl was too harsh."
"Who sent you here?" Qin Yang asked.
Gulacchi glanced at him, shook his head, and said, "I still want to ask you."
Qin Yang shrugged and said, "Tell me about the situation of the Holy Alliance."
"I don't know." Gulacchi said simply: "Heaven knows my identity. It is impossible for me to know about the Holy Alliance. If I hadn't always felt that you still existed, I would have wanted to get out. I once tried to commit suicide.
Three times, but the result of the three times was that I was resurrected, and even a horse was resurrected. I even cursed heaven, but the shit is that neither he nor I can do anything about it. Do you have any cigarettes? Give them to me.
A cigarette."
Qin Yang threw a box of cigarettes in his pocket to him and said, "Why can't I kill you?"
"Because I am transformed by the spirit of hell. If hell does not die, I will not die." Gulacchi took a deep breath and said: "No one can control me except hell, and the same is true in heaven. In fact, I am called hell.
Detective, you are here to capture some evil undead for hell, but you haven’t been out for more than a thousand years.
Now, my name is a bit boastful, but I can barely survive by solving some supernatural incidents. At least I can change a woman every year. This cigarette is good. What does your person want to do by mailing me here? I can help with big things.
No, small things may cause trouble, I hate Huaxia Express, it's too rough."