Holding the crystal cup, I waited for a few seconds, and an item information appeared:

[Name: Fallen Holy Grail (Broken)]

【Type: Utensil】

【Function: Control, Depravity】

[Introduction: Baidu! Search! Lingjing Xingzhe Ai, Hao! Zhongwen.com A cup that a great being loves, by chance, was stained with the blood of the great being, and contained the laws in the blood, transforming into a rule-based prop.]

[Note 1: Prostrate yourself at my feet. Surrender is your only choice. Only death can end it.]

[Note 2: Please collect the corresponding materials as soon as possible to repair this rule-based item. ]

"The introduction to the damage is simple, but the simpler things are, the more

The more horrible the control of the Fallen Holy Grail, the more it can only be released by death."

Time was limited, so Zhang Yuanqing put the Fallen Holy Grail into his inventory, then snatched the Scarecrow from Hei Wuchang's corpse and put it into his pocket without even checking the item information.

Then he quickly cleaned up the battlefield with his red veil and red dancing shoes, then squatted beside the corpse and began to search.

register!

Zhang Yuanqing did not forget his ultimate goal of hunting down Hei Wuchang. The list was a carrier for recording the fallen, similar to the private account book of the Trickster Judge. This thing was different from the Fallen Holy Grail and was unlikely to be a prop.

Non-prop items cannot be added to the inventory.

Therefore, Hei Wuchang either carried it with him or carefully hid it somewhere.

After a quick search, Zhang Yuanqing found a booklet in the pocket of the corpse. He did not take it out immediately, but used the Night Walk technique to hide his body.

Only then did he take out the thin booklet.

The roster was only the size of a palm, with a black cover and light yellow paper. Zhang Yuanqing quickly flipped through it, looking for information about the soldier. The paper flipped quickly, the roster was very thin, and the number of "slaves" recorded was only a few dozen, so he quickly finished scanning it. No!

There is no information about Bingge!

"That's not right. According to the audio recordings of Elvis' speakers and Tiandao Bufen's memory, Bingge is definitely a servant of the Trickster Judge. There is no doubt about that. But why is there no information about him in the roster?"

Zhang Yuanqing was puzzled.

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly and he opened the list again. This time, he flipped slower than last time.

The papers flipped "rustling" and then stopped at a certain place near the spine, where there was a jagged tear mark.

There is one person missing from the roster.

Obviously, the page that recorded the real information of the soldier was

People tore it off.

"Who tore up the information of Brother Bing? Black Impermanence? No, the whole list belongs to him. He has no need or motive to do so. According to this speculation, Baidu searched Lingjing Xingzhe Aihao Chinese website. Weiyan Judge is also impossible. What about the mysterious person just now?" "The mysterious person has no need to tear up the list. He can just take the list away directly..."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds, then came out of invisibility. Darkness surged in his eyes as he tried to communicate with Hei Wuchang's spirit.

He did not do this to devour souls, but to verify something.

Sure enough, there was no remaining spirit in Hei Wuchang's body. "That mysterious man wiped out Hei Wuchang's spirit. Why did he do that? By the way, judging from Hei Wuchang's reaction just now, that mysterious man knew Hei Wuchang, was fond of Chinese, and was someone Hei Wuchang knew.

For an old friend who is impossible to appear, then the act of erasing the spirit is understandable.

"The mysterious man is the Night Wanderer? Well, a boss of that level, even if he is not the Night Wanderer, must have a way to eliminate spirits, such as props...

"Unfortunately, the mysterious man quickly killed Hei Wuchang, leaving Hei Wuchang

If you say a few more words, I will know who he is. Then I will die. It is better not to know. ".bιq&u;gètν.cò

Zhang Yuanqing's mind was working rapidly, analyzing and pondering.

He realized that there was an obvious undercurrent behind the Holy Grail incident.

On the surface, this incident was about the Demon Lord and the Judge with the Weird Eye dying together, and Black Impermanence hiding with the Holy Grail, which triggered a series of events.

Secretly, a mysterious man appeared, the soldier's information was torn up, and Hei Wu

The spirit body is erased

Zhang Yuanqing is a man who is good at analysis. When he found that he could not sort out all the complicated information, he adopted the method taught by his grandfather - starting from the source.

Everything has cause and effect. What we see before our eyes is the effect, and the cause is the hunt for the Judge with the Weird Eyes.

This leads to a question: Why did the Demon Lord want to hunt down the Judge with Strange Eyes?

"Brother Bing was one of the 'murderers' who participated in the hunt for the Trickster Judge. If we can find him, perhaps we can solve the mystery."

At this moment, his ears moved and he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from a distance.

Following the sound, I saw a group of people running towards me in the night at the end of the long street.

The leader was Captain Teng Yuan. This middle-aged man who was extremely negative about life and work was the first to rescue his companions. On the left and right of Captain Teng Yuan were Jiang Jingwei and Guan Ya. The former was simply fast and could easily follow the Level 4 Plague God.

Guan Ya was different. The old driver’s long legs were almost broken from running. She held two guns in her hands and her face was full of anxiety.

The second echelon is Bailong, Qingteng and Tang Guoqiang.

The third echelon is composed of elite members that Zhang Yuanqing has roughly seen but cannot name.

A group of more than ten people rushed towards this side in a mighty manner.

From afar, they saw a figure standing on the street and a figure lying on the ground. The official travelers who had no night vision suddenly felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Yuanshi Tianzun vs. Hei Wuchang, who is lying on the ground? The answer is simple.

Even your toes can figure it out.

Guan Ya's pretty face was frozen with frost, her beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she raised her gun towards the figure in the distance.

After a few seconds, the distance became closer, Guan Ya's indifferent face froze, and then joy flashed in her eyes, and the "frost" on her face melted away.

Teng Yuan, Bai Long, Qing Teng and the others were all stunned, with varying degrees of confusion, surprise, and relief showing on their faces.

The man standing is Yuanshi Tianzun, who is the one lying down? A bold idea came into everyone's mind, but no one dared to believe it. It was impossible.

At this time, the young man standing proudly on the street, with his hands behind his back, looked at his late teammates and said calmly:

"You are too late, Hei Wuchang. You are already dead under my sword." All the people who were running stopped in unison and looked at the corpse on the ground with dumbfounded expressions.

With a long face and narrow eyes, he is ugly but very recognizable.

Shizhang Teng Yuan glanced at the corpse, then at Zhang Yuanqing, pushed up his glasses, and said slowly:

"You killed a sorcerer at the peak of the Saint Realm?"

While speaking, he seemed to be examining Zhang Yuanqing, as if he wanted to get to know this subordinate again.

No, I didn't kill him, but let me pretend for a while. Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly.

Qing Teng opened her eyes wide and said, "Have you grown to this point..."

Bai Long was stunned and speechless.

Jiang Jingwei pinched his waist, raised his head and laughed: "As expected of me, you are awesome, but you solved it too quickly, couldn't you wait for me to come over and beat him up together!"

Guan Ya put the two silver pistols back into the holsters at the base of her thighs, walked over to Zhang Yuanqing, frowned and looked at him, and said:

"Are you poisoned? How do you feel? Is there anything wrong with your body?"

Zhang Yuanqing laughed softly and said, "Are you heartbroken?"

If it were an ordinary girl, he wouldn't dare to say such ambiguous words. Guan Ya glanced at him and said with a smile:

"I heard that the poison of the sorcerer will attack the reproductive system and cause blood vessels to shrink. You are young and don't have any advantages. If you are a few centimeters shorter, even dogs will dislike you."

Zhang Yuanqing searched his mind and could not think of a better driving skill. He could only give in for the time being and wait until tomorrow when he had a lot of inspiration to think about revenge. Shizhang Teng Yuan came closer and examined Hei Wuchang's body. He said:

"Why is he here?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "It was just an accidental encounter."

This is the truth!

Shizhang Tengyuan asked again: "How did you meet him?"

I haven't thought of a reason for this yet! Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "I think we should contact the centurion first. Hei Wuchang's appearance here must be a trick."

Teng Yuan nodded: "That makes sense."

He immediately took out his cell phone and dialed Fu Qingyang's number.

Songhai No.3 Primary School.

The bosses who were playing ARAM suddenly saw Hei Wuchang groaning, then falling straight to the ground. The soul in his body quickly disappeared, and his life was gone.

Dead?

This unexpected change caught everyone off guard. They stopped fighting and watched Hei Wu.

Chang's clone.

In order to preserve his strength, Hei Wuchang severed the connection with his clone in advance, and moved to a safe place. The black-robed protector frowned.

As soon as Hei Wuchang left, he no longer had the heart to continue to pester him. The Fire Master was struggling under Fu Qingyang. The Fire Master, who was known as the invincible Saint, was no match for the young master of the Fu family.

It was only a matter of time before he was defeated under the siege of King Gu, the Palace Master of Zhisha, and Elder Dog.

The purpose of delaying time has been achieved, although no transaction has been completed.

There is gain, but no loss either.

Immediately, Hei Wuchang opened the inventory and grabbed a prop from the "void". It was a long sword polished from black charcoal, shining with oily light and black hair.

This sword is surrounded by a dark aura. Just looking at it directly will make one feel cold and as if the soul is about to leave the body.

"Please help me, Chief!"

The Great Protector grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and held it in front of him.

In an instant, the sky above the school was shrouded in dark clouds, which rolled and condensed into the outlines of countless evil spirits and vengeful ghosts.

The lush and dense "forest" quickly withered at this moment, and the shadows of animals crawled on the ground, trembling.

The rolling dark clouds finally condensed into a huge, blurry human face. Then, a giant hand stretched out from the clouds, pressed against the green light curtain, and pressed lightly.

The shadows of flowers, trees, and animals all disintegrated into pure green light. "Go!"

The Great Protector disappeared, and then appeared on the wounded Fire Master's body.

And took him for a night stroll.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing roared angrily, and red lines exploded behind him, stretching and sweeping aimlessly, but failed to trace out the figures of the two people.

The Gu King snorted coldly, and his flesh and blood merged into the earth and left quickly. The elder of the Baihua Association did not stop him, but squatted on the roof of the teaching building and looked into the distance.

After venting her anger, the red line behind the Palace Master of Stopping Killing slammed the ground, and she took advantage of the momentum to soar into the sky, her skirt and long black hair flying, and she flew away on the wind like Chang'e flying to the moon.

Fu Qingyang put away the flag on his back, looked at the devastated school, and frowned:

"Elder, we failed."

The elder of the Baihua Association said, "The deal between Hei Wuchang and Dark Night Rose cannot be stopped. I will report it to the headquarters. I will take the responsibility for this matter."

Fu Qingyang let out a breath to relieve the depression in his heart.

After more than half a month of searching, it was all in vain.

As for joining the Presbyterian Church, I'll just have to give up on it and try to make achievements in the future.

He retracted the Eight-Direction Sword, took out his cell phone from his pocket, changed the flight mode to normal mode, and was about to notify his subordinates to retreat.

As a result, the phone rang first.

The caller is Fujiyuan.

Fu Qingyang answered the call expressionlessly and said calmly: "The arrest operation failed, you should retreat."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then Teng Yuan's weak voice

Response:

"Perhaps, there was no failure. Centurion, Yuanshi Tianzun killed Hei Wuchang nearby.