Damn it, why did he show up at Songhai University?
Zhang Yuanqing's heartbeat inevitably accelerated, and adrenaline was secreted crazily. It was like walking in a deep mountain forest and encountering a white-fronted tiger.
He froze in place, his mind running wildly.
——Is it a coincidence? The magic eye appeared at Songhai University. Is it a coincidence?
If not, then he must be here for me. My age is here, a Songhai native in his early twenties, the possibility of going to university is very high. I defeated Ou Xiangrong at Songhai University.
Although this matter has not been widely publicized, many official practitioners in the Songhai branch know a lot about it. With the status and ability of the Demon Eye King, it is not difficult to find out this information.
I remember that the Demon Eye King has the ability to "identify", and he discovered Kou Beiyue through similar means.
The Demon Eye King has probably raided Songhai University many times without my knowledge. Fortunately, I haven't come to school much these days, so I escaped unintentionally.
Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead.
"Calm down, calm down, the magic eye doesn't recognize me. Fu Qingyang has analyzed that his method of identification is a certain skill that needs to be actively used, rather than a passive skill that exists all the time. He pretends to be a passerby and passes by, and then slips away through the back door.
, I can’t come to school anymore.”
Zhang Yuanqing took a breath, took advantage of the magic eye to sweep the floor carefully, took out a mask from his pocket and put it on. While maintaining a relaxed and casual pace, he took out his mobile phone and sent a group message to Fu Qingyang, Guan Ya, and Li Dongze:
"Help! The Demon Eye King is at the gate of Songhai University!!"
His eyes were calm, his fingers typing information were as steady as an old dog, and all the storms and tsunamis were concealed in his heart.
After sending the message, Zhang Yuanqing kept calm and put away his mobile phone, without squinting or changing his walking route, and walked towards the Magic Eye King wearing a sports headband.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Finally, he passed by the Demon Eye King. The latter lowered his head and swept the floor seriously, turning a blind eye to the students coming and going around him and showing no attention.
Zhang Yuanqing tried his best to slow down his breathing and did not show any micro-reactions such as "relieved" or "relieved".
It wasn't until he passed through the square at the school gate and turned into a quiet path leading to the teaching building that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Huh. It’s so scary, so scary. I can’t sleep or eat well even if the Demon Eye King is not removed for a day. This guy needs evidence to kill people. I believe he has sent someone to investigate me. He should know that I am a good citizen who abides by the law, but he still
Coming to visit Songhai University shows that you don’t want to let me go.
An evil profession is an evil profession, with a flexible moral bottom line. Asking for evidence to kill people is just nonsense.
Zhang Yuanqing cursed in his mind and moved forward quickly, planning to leave through the back door of the school.
At this moment, a light voice came from behind, with a sunny smile:
"Do you know me?"
Zhang Yuanqing paused in his steps, and his body stiffened suddenly. Then, his neck was like a rusty gear, twisting his head bit by bit.
On both sides of the trail, there are green trees, and the sunlight shines through the branches and leaves.
In the sparse and swaying light spots here, a young man with a sports headband wrapped around his forehead was holding a broom and looking at him with a smile.
"You, you're talking to me?"
Zhang Yuanqing's heart was full of emotions, but the more flustered he became, the less expressionless and calm he became.
The Demon Eye King leaned on his broom, clicked his tongue, and said:
"The abnormality when you were at the school gate was too obvious. Of course, this is not your fault. For us ancient war gods, any disturbance on the battlefield is extremely clear.
"There were too many people at the school gate, so it was not convenient to take action directly, so I followed them all the way.
"Tsk, tsk, how could a student of Songhai University know me? What's more, I've recently been looking for a guy named Yuanshi Tianzun, who is also a student of Songhai University. It couldn't be you."
Without even thinking about it, Zhang Yuanqing instinctively resorted to traveling at night as the best strategy.
But at this time, the Demon Eye King took off the sports headband on his forehead, "Let me confirm first whether you are."
As the sports headband slipped off, a vertical eye with red eyes and pale gold eyes was exposed. This eye was cold and ruthless, full of evil and chaos, and it turned "gulu".
"boom!"
The moment he saw the vertical eye, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts exploded and exploded into countless chaotic fragments. There was no pain or fear, as if he had returned to the original dead silence.
But in reality, his face became ferocious and distorted, blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and the power of Taiyin in his body went out of control, destroying the vitality of the body and transforming the body into an inferi.
"hold head high!"
Suddenly, a clear and passionate dragon roar echoed in Zhang Yuanqing's sea of consciousness.
This dragon's roar seemed to have the magic power to cleanse the soul, pulling his soul back from the abyss of collapse, his thoughts were reassembled, and his mind suddenly became clear.
He regained consciousness and saw the Demon Eye King again a few meters away, and saw that terrifying vertical eye.
It's still scary and scary, but it doesn't seem so scary anymore.
What was going on with the dragon roar just now? Zhang Yuanqing was confused and surprised. He ignored his doubts and quickly used Night Travel, entered invisibility, and ran away.
"interesting!"
The Demon Eye King did not pursue him, but raised the corner of his mouth: "Songhai University is so small, but it actually hides the Rain Master."
"Woo."
The shrill wind was raging, and the sky was covered with a layer of dark clouds, like a black curtain, and the world was dark.
The strong wind covered this area, and the green plants around the Demon Eye King simultaneously bent to one side, and the tree trunks bent into a semicircle, showing a tendency to break at any time.
Students in the distance and nearby were flipped over, and the light girl was even blown up, and screams could not be heard.
Pieces of glass from nearby buildings exploded.
In this apocalyptic storm, the vertical eyes on the Demon Eye King's forehead shed blood and tears, and completely recovered. Starting from the eye sockets, twisted black lines spread out, like tattoos, rapidly spreading on the body of the Demon Eye King.
"Hey, hey, hey," said the Demon Eye King, leaning on his broom, "A fight is a fight, and if it affects innocent people, I will be angry."
He cracked the corners of his mouth, revealing a maniacal grin.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo"
Zhang Yuanqing dragged his severely injured body and burst out to a limit he had never reached in his life. He ran out of Songhai University and continued running in the direction of Fujiawan.
His speed exceeded that of a speeding car, attracting astonished stares from passers-by. Some people yelled and took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but as soon as they took out their mobile phones, the person was gone.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing, who had run for unknown distance, stopped in a secluded park.
He collapsed on the green lawn, his chest heaving violently, taking in large gulps of oxygen and breathing rapidly.
After two or three minutes, his breathing became much calmer, and Zhang Yuanqing finally gathered some energy to examine his own condition.
The most traumatized thing is the soul, which seems to have been shattered and reorganized. The biggest feedback to the body is a headache, a headache as if the temples are cracked.
It was no less than a headache caused by a recurrence of an old illness.
Then there are many injuries to the body's organs and extremely low body temperature. This is caused by the out-of-control riot of the power of Taiyin.
"Just one look almost killed me. This is the bewitching demon in the domination realm. But he didn't intend to kill me. Otherwise, I wouldn't even have any room to resist, and I would just turn into ashes."
After a moment of shock, he recalled the dragon's roar that saved him.
"Who helped me? He can cast spells to interrupt the Demon Eye King. He is definitely a master. I remember Guan Ya or Fu Qingyang said that there is an elder from Songhai University.
"Guangfeng and Longyin, I don't know what profession that elder is, but he is definitely not a fire master."
At this time, a sharp ringing sound came from the trouser pocket.
Sooner or later, this broken ringtone was changed. Zhang Yuanqing instinctively stopped his heart and took out his mobile phone. The caller showed:
Fu Qingyang!
He quickly connected, and the loudspeaker heard Mr. Fu's somewhat relieved voice:
"It seems that the elders of Water God Palace took action in time."
What this meant was that Zhang Yuanqing's heart moved: "Did the centurion notify him?"
Fu Qingyang said "hmm" and changed the subject without taking any credit, "Have you exposed your identity?"
"Yes," Zhang Yuanqing replied tiredly.
When he used Night Travel to escape from the scene, he must have been noticed by the Demon Eye King. The student of Songhai University, the Night Travel God, could even think that it was him.
Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment, "Your student information has been destroyed and classified as confidential when you joined the Five Elements Alliance. The magic eye has thought of this channel to find out your home address. It is difficult. You have not disclosed your home address to your classmates.
Address."
Zhang Yuanqing recalled for a moment and shook his head: "No."
Even if the Demon Eye King knows that I am a student of Songhai University, he does not know that I am Zhang Yuanqing, and there is no information about Zhang Yuanqing in the school's files.
As long as I don't go to school in the future, it will be difficult for the magic eye to find me in a short time, but this is not a long-term solution after all. Damn, this guy is so annoying.
Zhang Yuanqing felt angry.
It was obviously Li Xianzong who wanted to kill him first, but he also relied on his own ability to kill Li Xianzong, using his evil eyes to bully the small and shameless.
No, this responsibility actually has to be shouldered by the Master of the Palace of Killing Suppression.
The purpose of Demon Eye's coming to Songhai was to kill her, and he was just incidentally. If he hadn't stopped killing the palace master and attracted bees and butterflies, Demon Eye King would not have come all the way to Songhai just for a little person like him.
This stinky woman.
Fu Qingyang said:
"You have been caught by the Demon Eye. With his way of doing things, I estimate that he will be able to touch your home within a week. I will urge the elders to close the net as soon as possible and deal with him."
A week later, Zhang Yuanqing felt cold when he touched my house, "What if the elders didn't deal with him?"
I am afraid that it is the elders who will be dealt with.
Fu Qingyang muttered:
"Then you are in danger. My plan is to find a way to shield the aura so that the evil eye cannot find you. If you are a night wandering god in the saint realm, you may be able to do it, but now you can only rely on props.
"This type of props is relatively rare and is not in the Songhai branch's inventory. I will apply to the headquarters for you to borrow similar props, if the headquarters has them."
The Demon Eye King's carpet-like search will find Yuan Shi one day sooner or later. If the Demon Eye's methods can be blocked, he may be able to escape.
There was a lot of application process, and it took me several days just to wait for a reply. Before the other items came, I was already being touched by the magic eye, and what if the headquarters didn’t have one? Zhang Yuanqing couldn’t help complaining.
"Thank you Centurion."
After thanking each other, the two ended the call, and Zhang Yuanqing immediately sent a message to Guan Ya and Li Dongze to report that they were safe.
He looked around and saw no one nearby, so he quietly took out the magic pestle and stabbed it gently on his thigh.
Xuanhe's golden light burst out, killing the virus on his body.
Two faint golden lights flashed away in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes. Under the power of purification, his mind became extremely clear, and he suddenly thought of someone.
Bill Tarantino.
This foreign traveler with a void profession came to Songhai to do trade, so he must have a large amount of inventory on hand.
Lingjun said that the Merchant Guild's inventory is the most diverse among all major organizations in the world.
Fu Qingyang can be asked to come forward and purchase props that can shield the aura, but in this case, the centurion will be passive in the subsequent negotiations.
Moreover, the branch purchases them, and the props belong to the organization. I can only borrow them at most.
A prop that can shield the breath is worth buying. You will definitely not lose money if you buy it. If you don’t need it in the future, you can sell it to the Songhai branch. I’d better go find Mr. Bill myself.
Although this will let Mr. Bill know that he is a.
But Zhang Yuanqing felt that Mr. Bill had probably expected it in his heart. After all, the injuries that needed the little blue pill to be treated were probably related to it.
Void and Eros are both lawful professions. Based on Mr. Bill's philosophy of traveling around the world, and his connections and status, he must have a wide range of friends. To him, I am just one of many friends.
So it's not a big problem for him to know my identity, um, but I can't reveal my spiritual ID. After all, Yuanshi Tianzun's status in Songhai is extraordinary and his reputation is too great.
As soon as he thought of it, Zhang Yuanqing dialed Bill Tarantino's phone number.
"Dudu~"
The ringer rang for a few seconds and then connected, and Anne's soft voice came immediately:
"Hello, who is this?"
She speaks a foreign language.
Who? Didn’t you save my mobile phone number? You two foreigners don’t value me at all. Zhang Yuanqing replied in foreign languages:
"Ms. Anne, he is my son, Chen Shu."
There was silence for about two or three seconds. Anne finally remembered this person and smiled eagerly: "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
"I'd like to buy something from Mr. Bill."
"Have you thought about it, do you want to spend 10 million to buy information about pill users?" Annie said in surprise.
Are you thinking about shit? Zhang Yuanqing neither denied nor admitted, and said in a deep voice:
"I want to meet Mr. Bill right now. Is it convenient?"
"Of course!" Anne readily agreed: "Do you need me to send a driver to pick you up?"