Chapter 492 Cut It Down



"Northern Suburbs... It is indeed the Northern Suburbs." Lin Qiye muttered to himself when he saw the information above.

"You know?" Cao Yuan asked.

Lin Qiye nodded. "Jia Lan and I went to the Geological Bureau and retrieved the information of these three earthquakes. Judging from the epicenter, it was roughly in the north..."

Baili Pangpang smacked his lips and said, "It seems that we have found their lair."

Then, Baili Pangpang seemed to have thought of something.

"Brother Zhua tipped us off. Does this mean..."

At the side, Lin Qiye's mouth corners slightly raised, and he looked at Baili Pangpang meaningfully, "It means that he is not bound by the soul contract of Yi Yu... Pangpang, your Huitian Jade has done a great job."

"Hehehe." Baili Pangpang laughed happily, "I knew that Brother Zha wouldn't be defeated so easily! Now with the Sword Saint helping him outside and Brother Zha undercover inside, I can't think of how we can lose this time."

"Don't underestimate the enemy." Lin Qiye shook his head. "Even if we are sure of victory, we still have to act cautiously. Shen Qingzhu is undercover among the enemy alone and is in a very dangerous situation. If we are not careful, we may kill him."

Cao Yuan nodded in agreement.

"Let's go back and discuss countermeasures carefully, and then take action after careful planning."

Safe house.

"Shen Qingzhu..."

An Qingyu thought thoughtfully, "Is that the man wearing a white fox mask who killed Baili Xin at Baili Group last time?"

"Well, judging from the intelligence we have so far, we can basically confirm that he is an undercover agent lurking among the Believers." Lin Qiye said, "But it is still unclear what the Hades Altar on the note refers to."

"It sounds like a very dangerous thing." Baili Pangpang couldn't help but say.

On the side, Zhou Ping frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and his eyes became serious.

"Senior Sword Saint?" Lin Qiye noticed Zhou Ping's strangeness. "Do you know something?"

Zhou Ping was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"Nothing... You just said where is the altar?"

"Northern Suburbs, Abandoned Manor, No. 42, Dong'an Street."

"oh."

Zhou Ping stood up and walked out.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

"Senior Sword Saint, where are you going?" Lin Qiye asked puzzledly.

Zhou Ping carried the sword case on his back, stretched out his hand to push open the door, and spoke calmly:

"Go cut down that altar."

Song——!

A sharp sword intent flashed, and the figure in the black shirt disappeared without a trace.

Everyone in the living room looked at the empty door and stared at each other blankly.

"Why do I feel... that Senior Sword Saint seems to be in a hurry?" Baili Pangpang said suspiciously.

"It's not what you feel." An Qingyu looked at the door of the empty building and said firmly, "He is indeed in a hurry."

"So should we go and help, or just wait here for good news?"

"Go and help." Lin Qiye said seriously, "After all, Senior Sword Saint doesn't know Shen Qingzhu. If he accidentally kills him with his sword, it will be terrible."

Hearing this, Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan jumped up from their chairs at the same time.

“What the hell!!”

Just as everyone was about to rush out of the house, a girl in a white dress floated out from the wall and hovered in the air.

"Zizizizi...Are you going to look for the [Believers]?"

On the table, a girl's voice came from the MP3 player.

"Yeah." Lin Qiye nodded.

Jiang Er looked at Lin Qiye with a hesitant expression, as if he wanted to say something...

"You want us to take you with us?" Jia Lan saw through Jiang Er's thoughts.

Jiang Er nodded slightly and said softly, "I know my body will be a burden, but... I can do a lot of things and won't cause any trouble for you."

She floated in the air, her lips slightly pursed, and bowed deeply to Lin Qiye and others.

"They killed my comrades, and I want to... avenge them."

The girl's voice was filled with pleading.

The air fell into silence.

Lin Qiye stared at her for a long time and nodded slightly, "Okay, then you can come with us, Fatty, you carry the coffin."

The ghost Jiang Er can only move within one kilometer around her body. If you want to take her to the battlefield, you must take the coffin with you.

Before Baili Pangpang could agree, An Qingyu beside him said calmly:

"No ordinary person can carry that coffin."

He raised his fingertips slightly, and the invisible silk thread was instantly tied to the black coffin on the test bench. With a pull in the air, the coffin flew in front of An Qingyu.

Before, the coffin was placed in the laboratory and no one felt it. But the moment the coffin appeared in the living room, everyone suddenly felt the temperature around them drop rapidly.

The cold air is emanating from the coffin.

"This is an ice coffin made with my ability. The temperature inside the coffin reaches minus 69 degrees Celsius. Even with the special coffin board to insulate it, cold air will continue to leak out. Carrying it on your back for a long time will cause damage to your body."

An Qingyu tapped the coffin surface lightly, and the silk thread pulled, automatically tying the black coffin behind him. He pushed his glasses and spoke slowly:

"My body has been modified so it won't get frostbitten. Let me carry this coffin."

Lin Qiye nodded without saying anything more.

"Qiye, is it too late for us to take the bus there now? With the speed of the old Sword Saint, I'm afraid that the [Believers] will be wiped out while we wait for the traffic light to turn red?" Fatty Baili said anxiously, "We can't rush to collect Brother Zha's body!"

"We won't take the car." Lin Qiye shook his head.

"Not taking a car?" Baili Pangpang was stunned. "If we don't take a car, how can we get there?"

He walked into the courtyard, stretched out his hand and pressed in the air, and a gorgeous summoning magic circle appeared in the air.

The light of the magic circle slowly dissipated, and a red-haired lady in dark blue nursing uniform stood there quietly, bowing slightly to Lin Qiye.

Nurse number 004, Flame Vein Earth Dragon, Beauty.

"We... ride dragons."

manor.

Shen Qingzhu put the purchased food into the refrigerator, turned and walked out of the kitchen. As soon as he turned the corner, a figure came towards him.

"Xiao Shen..." The ninth seat's face was still a little pale, but much better than before.

When Shen Qingzhu saw him, her eyes trembled slightly.

"Senior Ninth Seat, how is your recovery going?"

The ninth seat waved his hand, "I felt much better after a good sleep. It seems that I really overexerted myself today. I fainted when I stood up. Thank you for going shopping with that woman of the seventh seat..."

Is she difficult?"

Shen Qingzhu relaxed when he saw that the Ninth Seat did not notice what he had done.

"Fortunately, there are not many things to buy today, so..."

bite--!!!

Before he finished speaking, a clear sword sound suddenly came from above the clouds!

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