After leaving the newly opened Taoyuan Fresh Store, Xue Chen shuttled through the city of St. John's. When he arrived a few blocks away, he stood in front of a Cadillac. This was Gao Dewei's car, but there was no one in the car.
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"Since the car is here, the people should be nearby."
He looked around and locked his eyes on a gray two-story building dozens of meters away. He looked through the outer wall and entered inside. He saw Gao Dewei in a very dark room!
"That is!"
After looking at it twice, his face darkened. He walked straight to the door of the gray building on the second floor, opened the door and walked in. There was no one in the living room. He went straight to the second floor and walked to the innermost door of the corridor.
In front of the wooden door.
The heavy solid wood door was locked inside, and Xue Chen kicked it open with a single kick, making a loud bang, attracting the attention of the three people in the room.
In the room, all the windows were blocked by heavy curtains, and no light came in. There were only a dozen candles placed around the room burning weakly, emitting limited light, which gave people a very depressing feeling.
There is a table at the end of the room. On the table is a black statue over one meter high. It is the so-called Yehe God. It is ferocious and ugly. In front of the statue of Yehe God, there are three people with the same face.
Kneeling there devoutly, one of them was Gao Dewei.
It was obvious that something was wrong with Gao Dewei. There was a sickly red color in his pale face, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were confused. When he heard the voice and turned around, he didn't react at all, as if
It's like I don't recognize him anymore.
"who are you!"
The other two men on the side were sober. When they saw Xue Chen suddenly barging in, they were all angry. After standing up, they looked over fiercely and asked loudly.
"What did you do to my friend?!" Xue Chen walked over with a cold face.
The two men looked at each other and communicated quickly with their eyes.
One of the white men, about sixty years old, with a very obvious aquiline nose, took two steps forward, blocked Gao Dewei's way, and said: "He found the direction of his life and became the great God Yehe.
Believers are even more willing to dedicate everything to God Yehe in exchange for God Yehe’s protection. You..."
Xue Chen had already walked closer, and glanced at the man with cold eyes: "Fake, your God Yehe, get out of here!" and kicked him.
The old white man with a hooked nose didn't expect Xue Chen to be so direct. He was furious and hid to the side, but he didn't dodge. He was kicked directly and hit the table behind him. When he fell to the ground, the table also fell, and the
The black statue placed above was also smashed down, making a clicking sound. I don't know what material the statue of God Yehe was made of, but it didn't break.
After kicking the eyesore away, Xue Chen stood in front of Gao Dewei. Looking at Gao Dewei's confused eyes, he felt very uncomfortable. He reached out and patted his shoulder: "Go back with me, I will fix you."
Gao Dewei's eyes moved and he looked at Xue Chen. His throat rolled slightly as if he wanted to speak, but not a word came out.
The last person in the room was a black man with a big bald head and a black hood. He looked at Xue Chen with sharp and angry eyes and shouted: "How dare you blaspheme Yehe God! You are dead."
!￥&*%&%￥…”
When he heard the bald black man begin to mutter some vague words like curses, Xue Chen, who had just turned to leave, suddenly turned around and saw the bald black man open his mouth, and there was a long black shadow coming from inside.
It came out and wrapped around it like a snake.
"What kind of magic is it again?"
Although I don’t know what kind of magic this is, it is obviously similar to magic. The crazy white young man also used it, but it seems that this black man with a bald head is much more powerful. At least this magic is somewhat similar.
The sense of oppression brought to Xue Chen should be as powerful as a mid-grade spiritual level spell.
Huh~
Xue Chen casually drew a magic spell, and there was a mass of black mist squirming and condensing in front of him. It was the top spiritual level magic Soul Erosion Nightmare. It flew forward and collided with the snake-like black shadow.
With just a pop, the black snake shadow dispersed, and the Soul-eating Nightmare seemed not to be affected at all, as it quickly collided with the chest of the bald black man.
"Ah!" The bald black man yelled and fell to the ground, twisting his body violently in pain, like a mouse that fell into a frying pan.
The soul-eating nightmare is a technique that specifically hurts people's spirits. Once injured, even if they are immortal, they will endure pain for a long time. It is like a large piece of the soul has been torn apart, which is more painful than the destruction of the body.
Ten times stronger, a hundred times stronger!
After placing the black man's bald head, Xue Chen grabbed one of Gao Dewei's arms and walked out. When he reached the door, he cast another spell, an enhanced version of the fireball spell.
Phew, a large ball of flames spurted out, filling almost half of the room. The thick curtains burst into flames in an instant, and the fire was fierce.
After setting the fire, Xue Chen went downstairs without looking back. He didn't care whether the two people in the room were dead or alive. He was lucky to be alive, and he deserved to die.
"I really want to know if your God Yehe will come out to save you at this time." After returning to the car, Xue Chen took one last look at the second floor where the fire was raging.
After leaving St. John's and returning to Taoyuan Farm, Xue Chen found that the crazy white young man was missing. He heard from some workers below that he ran into the sea like crazy, spreading his arms and shouting something, "Nothing."
When someone tried to stop him, he was washed away by the sea.
Xue Chen didn't pay attention to this matter, but immediately checked Gao Dewei's physical condition.
In the living room, Xue Chen and Gao Dewei were sitting face to face. Different from his solemn expression, Gao Dewei looked a little dazed, his pupils were not focused, and his whole person felt lifeless. He was completely different from the cheerful Gao Dewei before.
"Brother Gao?"
Xue Chen tried calling Gao Dewei, but there was no response. He called again, and finally got a response. He turned his head slightly and looked over, but there was no expression and he didn't say a word.
"How could this happen? Li Xiao told me that although the person looks wrong, he doesn't become like this. Is there something that I don't know about?"
After thinking about it in his mind for a while, he couldn't figure out the problem clearly, so he simply tried the rejuvenation technique to see if it worked.
A large amount of rejuvenation breath poured into Gao Dewei's body, and soon the effect appeared. His originally pale face began to look better, and his breathing became steady and strong, indicating that his physical condition was getting better. But Xue Chen did not
Feeling relaxed, he found that Gao Dewei's eyes were still dull.
"What's going on?"
After not seeing Gao Dewei return to his normal thinking for a long time, Xue Chen also stopped typing in the rejuvenation breath. With his only knowledge, he couldn't figure out Gao Dewei's situation.
After thinking for a while, he immediately dialed the phone, not to contact Wei Shang, but to Qu Yan, who had a higher vision. It was related to Gao Dewei's safety, and he had no choice but to disturb this Alchemy Realm from a first-class inheritance.
"Xue Chen, I owe you a favor but I've already repaid it to you, so what do you have to do with me?" Qu Yan asked in a lazy voice.
Xue Chen breathed out: "Senior Qu, I'm sorry to disturb you, but this matter is related to the safety of a friend of mine..." He explained Gao Dewei's experience simply and clearly, hoping that Qu Yan could give some suggestions.
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"Oh, it seems that your friend was attacked by local practitioners in Canada, Yehe Shen Shenhui? Haha, he actually attacked ordinary people. It seems that he must be a low-level person. As for your friend's situation you mentioned
, it is obvious that it has been imprisoned by some kind of spiritual spell, like a puppet on strings, controlled by the caster."
"Then what should I do!" Xue Chen asked eagerly.
Qu Yan pondered for a moment: "This kind of technique is not common in China, but it is not difficult to break it. If you were in front of me, just a slap on the head would be enough to wake people up. Of course, you can't do it."
If he hadn't asked for Qu Yan, Xue Chen would have said, isn't this nonsense? If he had the ability, there would be no need to call for help.
"Let me think about it, oh, let me ask you, what kind of spiritual spells do you know?"
"The soul-eating nightmare condenses negative emotions and filth to hurt people's spirits." Xue Chen said.
There was another moment of silence on the other side. After a while, Qu Yan thought about it and said that he now thought of two possible solutions.
"What you have among your friends is a mind control spell. It is like a prison that imprisons your friend's soul inside. You can use your soul-eating nightmare to cast it on your friend. The spell wants to harm your friend's body.
The prerequisite is that you can break into the prison, do you understand?"
Xue Chen analyzed quickly in his head and quickly understood the specific meaning of Qu Yan's words.
If the soul-eating nightmare wants to harm Gao Dewei, it must first be able to touch Gao Dewei's spirit. At this time, there is a wall outside Gao Dewei's spirit, which is a mind control spell arranged by the people of Yehe Shen Shenhui.
"But in fact, will doing this hurt..."
"You are right in your consideration. It is indeed possible. Unless you can accurately grasp the height and thickness of the wall and be able to destroy it without damaging the spirit inside, otherwise the wall will fall down by accident, and the people inside will also be destroyed.
You were injured, you need to think carefully and take a look."
Xue Chen frowned deeply, calmed down and asked for another way.
"Oh, there's another way. That's easy. Just grab the caster and force him to unlock the spell." Qu Yan said in a casual tone. (To be continued)