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Chapter five hundred and seventy nine things twenty years ago

The extremely weak Huan Qingqing walked to Zhao An step by step.

A pair of eyes stared at his chest, filled with all kinds of complex glances, and he didn't speak for a long time.

In the end, Zhao An grinned and spoke.

"What? Do you think this kind of power is incredible? It's completely beyond your imagination. If I hadn't shown you just now, but had aimed it at your heart or head, the result would be...hehehehe."

"Even if you shoot through my heart and head, you still can't kill me. It's just that the power of darkness is really shocking and cannot be controlled by ordinary people."

Huan Qingqing said something lightly, not sure if it was an excuse.

His eyes were fixed on Zhao An's chest and the damaged right arm...

It was obvious. Zhao An's arm almost collapsed after just performing an attack. His body and soul could not bear the power of darkness!

"Your original strength is not that strong. Your current cultivation is the result of the subtle influence of the power of darkness. Although you cannot use it as you wish, the fusion of the dark puppet with your body can eventually provide you with A steady stream of power.”

Huan Qingqing pointed out Zhao An's current state at a glance.

As a master craftsman of the Underworld General's camp, even though he doesn't know much about the mysterious "darkness", he still has the ability to analyze and calculate.

Zhao An chuckled dryly and did not answer, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Huan Qingqing originally wanted to ask for more detailed information about "Darkness", but when he thought that the other party would definitely not answer, he did not speak.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhao An and Macangshan, and said in a sullen voice: "Now that I have confirmed the authenticity of what you said, I will immediately pass the news back to the headquarters of the Pantheon Sect and wait. A response from a higher level. Until then, I will stay here and cooperate with you to accomplish what you want to do."

What he said is basically the promise of the Pantheon Religion.

After all, as the master craftsman of the General Camp, his status in the Pantheon Religion is very high... at least it must be higher than Qin Mei, whom Fu Yang is familiar with!

Zhao An nodded, waved his hand, and cast a spell.

A black cloud appeared out of thin air and enveloped his head - he seemed to be very concerned about his ugly, severely burned face.

Makangshan helped him up and said: "Anjun, would you like to go to the main hall and take a rest? My Makang family's onmyoji, there are still some spells that are good at healing."

Zhao An waved his hand: "No need, I will recover soon. But I suddenly remembered an old thing from a long time ago. I count the days and it is almost time to harvest. You two can go to this temple first At your own expense, I'll go to the city first."

After saying that, he stood up and looked like a looming mysterious ghost, heading down the mountain at a very fast speed...

After about half an hour of traveling quickly like this.

The surrounding trees began to become sparse, and from the forest, you could already see sparse lights. It looked like it was closer to the city.

After driving quickly down the mountain for half an hour, we reached a small wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao An went straight in and put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt with a hood, looking like the most ordinary city resident...

After walking out of the wooden house and walking some distance away, we came to the suburbs of Hong Kong City. It was the time when the lanterns were first lit, the night was hazy and the lights were feasting.

It turns out that Zhao An, who kidnapped Li Yiran's family, never left Hong Kong at all! He was just deep in the dense forest on the outskirts of the city. No one knew what evil and shocking conspiracy he had!

"Twenty years ago, I returned to Hong Kong from Japan. By chance, I came into contact with Yami for the first time. Those things were stored in the villa that I will never forget in my life. !For such a long time, I almost forgot. I didn’t know the power of those things at first, but now I think about them, they are definitely treasures! Counting time, they should be mature. Hehe.”

Zhao An thought silently in his heart.

His ugly face showed a smile that was even uglier than a devil's. His eyes radiated a sharp and evil light.

I hailed a taxi and drove towards the city...

About two hours later.

We arrived at the entrance to Bridges Street.

After getting out of the car, he walked up the slope.

The taxi driver was shocked when he saw that this guy actually went to that place at night.

I was so scared that I drove away quickly.

At the same time, he took out the money he just received and looked at it carefully under the light. After making sure it was real Hong Kong dollars and not paper money, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

"Fortunately it's a human being! Otherwise I would have thought I was a ghost. Going to Bridges Street at night would have been life-threatening!"

In his opinion, the people living there are financially disadvantaged and would definitely not be willing to take a taxi for such a long distance. But if they are not residents of Bridges Street, they would go there at night. If it is not a ghost, then He must be a psychopath...

Zhao An walked slowly.

I also feel very emotional in my heart.

Bridges Street... this place can be said to be the turning point of his life!

"It's been thirty years. What happened back then is still vivid in my mind. Li Jinyu, if it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't have suffered so much pain and passed death. I've become the inhumane I am now. It looks like a ghost or not. Humph!”

"It's just that God has been kind to me! Not only did I not die, I also became a supernatural person. Twenty years ago, I got a great opportunity! What's more, I didn't expect that your daughter happened to be endowed with the Nine Netherworld and Biluo destiny. He is the perfect candidate for sacrifice."

"This time I not only want to take revenge, but I also want to sacrifice your daughter as a sacrifice to gain stronger power... Let you suffer Lingchi torture while watching your daughter and wife die tragically with your own eyes. Mental and physical Double torture.”

"Just wait a little longer, that day will come soon...I will step on the bones of your whole family and become a peak powerhouse comparable to a heavenly master. Hahahaha."

Zhao An was thinking about his perfect revenge plan, which could accomplish more with one stone. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and finally he couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a wild smile.

In the night, walk towards No. 44, Bridges Street!

In that villa, there were some things he had stored there twenty years ago...

As for why it is placed in this place, it is entirely out of obsession and deep resentment in my heart!

Soon, Zhao An arrived at No. 44, Bridgestone Street.

But the sight that appeared in front of him made his crazy smile stop abruptly.

It was like a poor quacking duck whose neck was suddenly pinched so hard that it could no longer make a sound. (First update)

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