The next day, after Luo Qing ransacked the bank, he took some time off again and looked at the closed magic room door of the castle. Daolong was still doing research and Luo Qing didn't dare to disturb him.
He sat bored on the sofa, thinking about what he should do to pass the time. The next moment, the phone buzzed and vibrated.
I took out my cell phone and looked at it. It was a Taoist priest. I answered the call and asked, "Any news about that evil spirit?"
The Taoist priest's tone was a little pale, and he said in fear: "Well, senior, the situation has changed. The evil spirit was killed by a group of monks. They claimed to be some kind of saints, and they were very powerful. The people sent to catch the evil spirit couldn't stop them.
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Luo Qing's tone suddenly dropped: "Tell me carefully what's going on?"
"I don't know what their situation is. Last night, my men were preparing to arrest the evil spirit. The group of monks suddenly rushed in, saying that evil things shouldn't exist, and then they directly liberated the evil spirit.
." The Taoist priest's tone was obviously anxious, and he tried his best to prove that what he said was true: "They are all official-level, and there is nothing you can do with them with a gun."
Luo Qing's eyes dimmed, he closed his eyes and thought for a moment. When he opened them again, there was no extra emotion in his pupils. He said calmly: "Wait for me in the black market. I'll go there now."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Qing thought for a moment, walked to the wizard's throne in the castle, picked up the storage box containing the spell, and threw it into the space of the small gun.
The next moment, he turned into water and disappeared into the castle.
When he reappeared, Luo Qing had already passed through the barrier of the black market. It was daytime when he came this time, and there were no stalls or black-robed men inside. There was only a Taoist priest pacing back and forth, and a man wearing a black suit.
The white man in sunglasses is waiting in the venue.
"Senior, you are here." When the Taoist priest saw Luo Qing, he immediately ran over and introduced with a smile: "This is one of the members who went to arrest last night. If you have any questions, senior, just ask."
Luo Qing looked at him and asked gently: "Do you have any photos or specific descriptions?"
The young man in a suit immediately stood up straight and answered solemnly: "There is no surveillance in the area, but we brought a camera to restore the scene at that time, and we captured it."
As he spoke, he took out a memory card from his pocket and handed it to Luo Qing intently.
Luo Qing took it and nodded, looking at the Taoist priest.
"Senior, I've sent someone to get the notebook. Please wait a moment. I'll be there soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, not far away, a white young man also wearing a black suit and sunglasses ran over quickly.
When the picture on the laptop started playing, Luo Qing frowned instantly.
Because, he saw three familiar figures, and their information appeared in his mind accordingly.
The self-proclaimed saint is the successor of Saint Lope, a group of...formation masters.
Unexpectedly...they came to the United States from China so early. Are they looking for Xiaoyu?
"I know this. I don't blame you. Just keep looking for other evil spirits."
Luo Qing waved his hand and slowly walked out of the black market. The suburbs in the early morning were filled with peaceful and fresh air, which made people's minds lighten.
If I remember correctly, these people came to see the Saint Seiya, but in the end they found the wrong person due to various coincidences, and missed Xiaoyu...
However, as the protagonist, if he misses his awakening, it can only be... that this thing itself is bad for Xiaoyu!
As for Lope, who was able to harden steel and injure the Holy Lord thousands of years ago, how could he die after the Holy Lord was sealed? How could he go to great lengths to scatter the twelve talismans all over the world?
Unless...he has a bigger plot, and this awakening consciousness is probably designed by him. He wants...Xiaoyu's body?
No, no, no one dares to touch Xiaoyu!
She is a huge cause and effect disk, and the cause and effect on it is so strong that it can modify the history books of the years and travel through time.
You know, in memory, the Holy Spirit took over the history books, the eight demons were basically finished, and Blue Star completely became the home field of other races.
Therefore, Lopez would never dare to disturb Tai Sui, so what exactly does he want?
In other words, what do these formation masters want?
Luo Qing's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. The water in this world is too deep, especially things related to Xiaoyu. It was simply a mess, and there were so many bugs on her body that it was ridiculous. In the end, a harmonious balance was formed in her body. p>
Maybe... go to Maya first? That university has many books about Maya.
Among the many arrangements in Xiaoyu's body, Maya's god is the weakest one, right? But...he is a god after all...
Rubbing his forehead with a headache, Luo Qing wanted to scold him. Why did these things suddenly come to him? Is it because of his relationship with Xiaoyu?
But he felt a little depressed just letting him go. He had obviously found everything and his strength was about to improve. Bang, it’s gone!
Putting down his hand, Luo Qing regained his composure, picked up the phone and dialed Wa Long's number directly.
After two rings, he was connected, and he asked calmly: "Do you know what happened yesterday?"
"Of course I know. The address is in Los Angeles, and the gangsters are distributed there. What's wrong? Are you going to kill those three monks?" Valon's tone was obviously very happy. This is not only a matter of money, but also the attitude of those plutocrats.
transformation.
In the United States, chaebols represent everything, and the white-glove thing is probably going very smoothly.
Luo Qing thought for a while and said directly: "No need, just keep an eye on those three monks."
"Um, okay, I'll give you some news tonight. By the way, you took the cow charm, right? I found a wrestler named Cow Warrior, but I couldn't find the charm in the photo." Valon asked suddenly as he spoke.<
/p>
Luo Qing did not deny or confirm, but simply said: "There are too many problems."
"Okay, okay, is there anything else?" Wa Long's tone was very indifferent. If he didn't want to talk, he wouldn't ask. He wasn't interested in any of this anyway.
"The evil spirits are increasing their manpower. Also, I need to pick something out of your black hand's arsenal, and then give me some high technology, which must have positions for those monks." Luo Qing thought for a while and added. "No problem, just kidding, go to the Reina Hotel, there will be people there who will take you to the weapons warehouse, and there will also be black technology computers." Valon's tone was still relaxed, and now he is regaining control of the Black Hand organization.
He is not generally generous to his patrons.
Luo Qing hung up the phone and disappeared into water. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the iconic hotel. As a top hotel in this era, it is still easy to find.
Following the two extremely respectful boys in black, he walked into the hotel. About ten minutes later, Luo Qing walked out with a confused look on his face (?_?).
Well, who can tell him why there is an intercontinental missile vehicle in Mao? If the barrel was not empty, Luo Qing would have thought that he had arrived at an official American institution.
The largest dark organization’s arsenal is because he, Luo Qing, has limited knowledge.
I looked blankly at the gloomy sky, it was going to rain.
Luo Qing lowered his head and took out a tablet full of technology, looked at a red dot on it, and smiled.
Oh, you bald man actually dares to kill his own evil spirit? I will go and save you now!