Jiang Chen carefully put it away, not planning to use it right away. It would be safer to wait until the ghost energy is sufficient in the future, and then perform a strong repair on it before using it.
Next, after everyone in the Gu family had packed up, they got in their cars and formed a convoy to leave.
In Sister Hong's car, Jiang Chen checked the harvest.
[Host]: Jiang Chen
【Ghost Qi】：28380
[Monster Cards]: Bear Monster (three stars), Tiger Vanguard (one star)
[Magic Power]: Bull Demon Fist (1 star)
[Items]: Drought Bone Nail (damaged), Demonic Sound Drum (mid-grade, top-tier), Assassination Dagger, Soul-Enriching Jade Sword (low-grade, top-tier)...
The ghost energy amounted to nearly thirty thousand, which is a huge sum of money!
After all, the brutal killing of a Half-Step Blood Clothes and the emotional fluctuation before the dead baby escaped were a full nine thousand six.
Next is the Dry Bone Nail, an ancient artifact of unknown grade.
There is also one-third and one-third of Gu's dry shares.
And all the ghosts killed, plus the extra rewards from the underworld, total more than 16,000 underworld points.
"This time I can go to Heilongjiang and do some treasure hunting to find a weapon that suits my needs!"
Jiang Chen murmured.
Not only does he have enough points in the underworld, he also has a strong function that can be used for judgment. He will definitely not suffer any loss and may even get a chance to get something for free.
For a moment, he was looking forward to the start of the Black Panther Festival next week.
"Go back and draw a few more star-level monster cards, just in case."
In addition, Jiang Chen estimated that after the end of this demon battle, the remaining power would be enough to push him to the same pseudo-C level as Zhao Yuhu.
I just don't know what my character will be like this time. Will I inherit a magical power permanently, or even the parts of a demon?
When the convoy approached the southern suburbs of Jiangbei, it saw a roadblock set up ahead, with police lights flashing on both sides and several traffic police checking vehicles.
After the convoy stopped, several traffic policemen talked for a few words, seemed to confirm something, and made a secret hand gesture.
Suddenly, a group of people jumped out from the darkness on both sides, more than a dozen of them, and surrounded the convoy. These people were wrapped in black windbreakers, with baseball caps covering half of their faces, revealing pairs of eyes that emitted a cold light that made people's bones chill.
A dozen people stood there, giving people a great sense of oppression, as if they were facing a dozen of the most terrifying and weird creatures.
Everyone in the car was on edge and sweat was pouring down their cheeks.
A path opened up in the crowd, and a middle-aged man wearing black-framed glasses stepped forward, took off his gloves, and held out a hand: "Hell, Yang Chuan."
As he spoke, the air around him grew even colder, and the immense pressure made everyone present feel a little breathless.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen was stunned.
Is it that high-brow? Do I need to learn it too?
But what prefix should I add?
He hesitated for two seconds, then got out of the car and extended his hand, saying cheerfully, "Yuyuan Community, Building 1, 12th Floor, Unit 02, Jiang Chen."
Everyone present was stunned, and then couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.
grass!
Others introduce themselves, but you give your house number?
"Ghostly energy +300."
"Ghostly energy +420."
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