Chapter 247

When Yu Tu rushed to the Jiangyun City Branch, the first thing that caught his eye was a raging fire. The flames were sweeping across the building and thick smoke was billowing.

Under the rubble in the front right, Yu Tu spotted a piece of sleeve, which was the cloth of the uniform of the Alien Bureau. He quickly rushed over and lifted the brick rubble. The owner of the sleeve was face down with a not very obvious wound on his neck, and he was no longer breathing.

There was almost no sign of resistance on the corpse, not even much spiritual power fluctuation. The attacker seemed to be much stronger than the defenders.

Yu Tu raised his head while half-kneeling. There were still fluctuations of spiritual power in the depths of the blazing flames. He added a defensive formation on himself and rushed into the sea of ​​fire.

The fire burned strangely, violently and unlike ordinary flames. Being in the sea of ​​fire, visibility was reduced to the minimum. Yu Tu could only see the flames licking everything visible to the naked eye and emitting bursts of black smoke.

Concentrating the energy on the eyes, Yu Tu saw a faint stream of spiritual light in the sea of ​​fire. The spiritual light stream extended and went deeper. It seemed that there were still people alive in the depths of the sea of ​​fire, but it also seemed to be just an illusion.

Yu Tu blinked slowly. Even through the defensive formation, the black smoke made his eyes extremely uncomfortable. Before coming to the Jiangyun City Branch, he had already informed Liu Jia and Song Tu what specific personnel would be sent over. The Special Branch should have its own regulations.

He rushed deeper into the sea of ​​fire. The spiritual power became weaker and weaker, and it seemed that it would dissipate soon. Before it completely dissipated, Yu Tu reached the center of the sea of ​​fire.

In the center of the sea of ​​fire was an open space. There was no flame or black smoke on the open space. Only the raging fire passed over the head, completely covering the sky, and the creepy burning sound kept ringing in the ears.

"Huh? Someone else is coming?" As Yu Tu's footsteps touched the ground, he heard a clear voice. He looked up and saw a man in a white coat playing with several pale white light balls in his hands. Dark red threads burst out from his fingertips, entwining around them, as if he was undergoing some weird transformation.

If you were not in the depths of the fire, but saw him from a distance, you would only think that he was a very friendly doctor who would treat every patient patiently and responsibly.

"Senior Buyehou." The man looked at him as if he was examining a rare treasure. "I have long heard of your name."

The pale white ball of light he was playing with in his hand gave off a strange fragrance, which was the unique smell of a living soul that had just left the body.

"You sucked out their souls." Yu Tu said this in the affirmative.

"They didn't have to die." The man sighed sincerely, "But you happened to contact them at that time, so they had to die."

"Here—" He raised his hand to indicate, and the pale white light was intertwined with strands of dark red threads, "The souls are all here."

What he meant was that Yu Tu was the cause of their deaths.

Ximen Zhou originally thought that the Buyehou who was not far away would be angry and upset. After all, from the information he got, although the Buyehou, who woke up after a long sleep, was very powerful, he was extremely soft-hearted, to an incredible degree.

He always sneered at such softness.

Yu Tu didn't say anything. The energy had already spread out from under his feet along the ground. Emerald green vines broke through the ground and tore open the sea of ​​fire, accurately rolling out one unconscious person after another from the ruins around the open space, just corresponding to the number of pale white light balls.

Everyone in the ruins is in a bad condition and everyone is injured, but fortunately they are all alive. As long as the souls can be brought back and the dark red threads attached to them can be removed, everyone will be able to wake up.

There is a connection between the soul and the body, but the eyes that have been smoked by black smoke are already uncomfortable. First, he had to find the way, and then he had to find someone. After enduring for a long time, Yu Tu only felt severe pain in his eyes, which spread to the entire head, as if someone had used a chisel to drive an iron spike into his temple.

"You seem to be not used to fire." Yu Tu heard a hint of testing in the voice of the person on the other side, "After all, you are from the plant family."

Yu Tu still ignored him. Only the green vines broke out from the ground under Ximen Zhou's feet. The appearance of the green vines did not have any signs, nor did it cause any spiritual fluctuations. Unexpectedly, Ximen Zhou's arm was touched by the vines' leaves that flashed with cold light, and a string of blood beads rose. The green vines retreated after one strike, and also swept away two pale white light balls.

Yu Tu took the ball of light that he had snatched from the retreating green vines and leaves. His fingertips touched the floating dark red threads, which dissipated into mist between his fingers. Yu Tu felt the pain in his temples suddenly intensified—these threads were attacking people's souls.

Even though his head hurt, Yu Tu remained calm, but his voice was a little hoarse: "It's okay."

In just two breaths, all the dark red threads had disappeared. Ximen Zhou couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw such efficiency.

The silk threads that act on souls are the product of a long period of modification by him. During the research process, he even sought help from the Lord. If he is not careful during the process of dissolving them, the transformed souls will be irreparably polluted. How could they be dissolved so easily?

He calmed down and felt it, and found that the connection between himself and the dark red thread was indeed broken, and it was completely broken. He twisted his gloved hand subconsciously, feeling that he had encountered a difficult problem.

Jiangyun City and Wutong Town where Buyehou is located are extremely far apart. Buyehou's perception should not be expanded to such an extent. Unless one comes here on purpose, it is impossible to run into him.

Looking at the nonchalant movements of Marquis Buye, it was unclear whether he was affected by the special flame. The most important thing was that the Lord had given an order not to provoke Marquis Buye.

Except for Di Changqing, anyone who dared to disobey the orders of the Lord is no longer in this world.

"It seems that you are determined to save these people." He suddenly raised his hand, and three pale white balls with dark red threads wrapped around his fingertips suddenly shot out in three different directions. In less than a breath, they disappeared into the sea of ​​fire around the open space. "Then I will give these souls to you as a meeting gift."

The words sounded nice, but Ximen Zhou ran away as soon as those balls of light were ejected. He was thinking in his mind that when the time comes, he will write in the report to the Lord that it was Marquis Buye who caused the disturbance. Anyway, as long as it is proved that he did not lie, the Lord will only impose a painless punishment. That madman Di Changqing could not get away with it at the hands of Marquis Buye, so he estimated that he would not be able to gain any advantage either.

He was thinking of backing out, but this mysterious senior who suddenly appeared didn’t seem to have any intention of maintaining this false peace with him. He said—

"The gift is received, you keep it too."

Ximen Zhou: “……?”

He turned his head in surprise and saw several thick green vines breaking out of the ground. Three of them quickly rescued the pale white light ball that was in a not-so-good condition. Buyehou stroked it with his fingertips, and the dark red threads turned into smoke. In his consciousness, the connection between the threads and him quickly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

He saw the Buyehou opposite him blink, and there was a hint of bloodshot in his red eyes under his long eyelashes.

———This is a big trouble.

Having destroyed so many "silk threads" one after another, he didn't think that this old man, who had lived for who knows how long, would not be able to discover the function of these "silk threads". If the Marquis of Buye told the Yichu Bureau about the function of the threads, then his seventeen or eighteen years of hard work would probably be wasted in one day.

Ximen Zhou's face was very ugly: "Senior Buyehou, we have no intention of being your enemy, and you should not go too far."

The Lord's orders must not be disobeyed, but anyone who is pushed into a corner will lose his temper.

After crushing five dark red silk threads in succession, Yu Tu felt a splitting headache, as if the iron spike stuck in his temple was slowly stirring. Ximen Zhou's words fell into his ears, making him feel irritated and uncomfortable. He smiled coldly.

The shock at that moment made Ximen Zhou lose the initiative. The best way for him to leave was blocked by green vines. These green vines did not seem to be afraid of the flames after degeneration, and there was no sign of being burned.

It was impossible to fight with Buye Hou, mainly because he was not sure he could win. But if he wanted to escape, he would inevitably leave the broken ribbon to this senior. Ximen Zhou was caught in a dilemma, and after Lu Teng started to attack, he became even more passive.

The green vine seemed not to be burned by the flames, but because it was in the sea of ​​fire, it was contaminated by the heat and characteristics of the flames. No matter how strong Ximen Zhou was, his body was still a human being. The degenerated Bifang flame that he had tried to collect before became a hindrance to him at this moment.

After his calf was burned, Ximen Zhou could no longer maintain his previous neat image. As the second on the wanted list of the inner world, he himself had the nickname of a research maniac. Although the number of the plant tribe was small, he had also studied them.

There are no plants in this world that are not afraid of fire. If they are not afraid of fire, it is simply because they are using their advanced skills to protect their original body or clone, or the level of the flame is too low to hurt the original body.

Bifang's flame is one of the top flames that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. After its degeneration, the lethality of Bifang's flame has been upgraded. During this fight, he also saw clearly that Buyehou did not use his spiritual power to protect the green vines at all. However, if he looked into Buyehou's eyes, he knew that he was not uninjured. All plants have one thing in common, that is, once they are burned, they can no longer maintain their full combat effectiveness.

Even if the Marquis of Buye lives for thousands of years, he cannot go against the inherent characteristics of plants and trees.

The way to escape from the sea of ​​fire and the space here were forcibly blocked by Buye Hou. When the green vine flashing with cold light pierced through his right chest, Ximen Zhou almost thought that he would die here today.

The green vine that pierced his flesh and blood stretched out thin roots. The growth process of the roots in his flesh and blood was clearly fed back to his mind. He suspected that he would become a container for the plant, but the next moment, the roots that penetrated deep into his flesh and blood withered and curled up, the green vine that pierced his chest shattered into pieces, his body suddenly lost weight, and he was thrown to the ground.

"hiss----"

Ximen Zhou gasped in pain. His white coat was already stained with blood. After the green vine disappeared, the wound on his chest was still oozing blood, which looked extremely horrifying.

There was another person in front of him.

The figure from behind looked very unfamiliar, but the familiar aura told him that this person was the Lord.

It's really rare, Ximen Zhou thought.

Their Lord who had become one with the mountains and rivers would actually one day peel off his spirit from the mountain wall when nothing happened.

With his mind wandering, Ximen Zhou's movements were not slow. He ignored his bleeding chest, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "Greetings, sir."

Blood dripped onto the ground, and the figure waved at him.

Ximen Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. He retreated to a position where he would not be burned by the flames from the other side and would not affect the performance of the Lord. He planned to take care of his bleeding chest. Even though his cultivation was not low, such bleeding was detrimental to his vitality.

But just as he stopped the bleeding, he felt a severe headache. Before he could react, he fell into a deep coma.

The sound of him falling to the ground was barely audible amid the crackling of the burning flames, but Yu Tu saw the entire scene. However, he no longer had time to pay attention to his former opponent. The newcomer in front of him was completely unfamiliar to Yu Tu, but both his consciousness and his fighting instincts were madly shouting one word—

danger.

Whether he was weak or strong, Yu Tu had never met such a person before.

"Sir." The man standing opposite him asked, "Are you still going to stop me this time?"

———This question seems familiar.

In the sea of ​​fire, Yu Tu suddenly recalled the distant past, the strange sacrificial formation in the cave, and the poison puppet master who fainted and then woke up inexplicably as if he had become a different person.

He asked Yu Tu if he came to stop him, but after asking the question he did not wait for Yu Tu's answer. The memory of that time seemed like an illusion.

But when Yu Tu used energy to check, he saw a fleeting black dragon scale between the poison puppet master's brows. There was a short-term control mark on the poison puppet master's body, which used half of the recipient's soul as fuel. The person who planted the mark could control the master remotely, or even possess him temporarily.

Later, based on various materials provided by the Alien Bureau and ancient books preserved in the teahouse, Yu Tu deduced his identity as Di Changqing's top boss. The mysterious existence on the stone wall should be Canglong from ten thousand years ago.

The phoenix can be reborn during this long period of time through nirvana, but Canglong does not have this characteristic. Yu Tu cannot figure out what method he has used to survive until now.

Yu Tu looked at the person standing opposite him. The firelight reflected on his face. His high nose bridge became the dividing line between light and dark. His picturesque eyebrows seemed gentle. Although their looks were not similar at all, Yu Tu had a momentary illusion that Canglong... seemed a bit like the Marquis of Buye.