I have a room in Huangquan

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The three eyes looked at each other, and Heishou's pupil showed a mocking look. He stretched out his index finger, leaned forward, and beat the turtle shell provocatively, "Bang bang bang!"

Then, in front of the tortoise, he stretched out his middle finger.

Under the sneering eyes of the black hand, the turtle just slowly opened its mouth.

In an instant, a flame three meters wide and more than ten meters long spit out from the turtle's mouth.

"boom!!"

What kind of monsters and ghosts, what kind of dark vortex, including the black palm, were evaporated into ashes in an instant before they even had time to react.

Suddenly the darkness dissipated, and Ding Xiaoyi felt his whole body lighten up, feeling indescribably comfortable.

But he soon realized what had just happened.

"Someone is going to kill me!!"

The already cold cheeks were even more cloudy at this time. It is absolutely true that the power just now should be a rare curse type.

It was someone who cursed himself to kill himself at all costs.

"Number 47? Number 47??"

Bitther, who was standing behind, called softly.

For Ding Xiaoyi, the picture just now was a long and empty mental space, because the target was only himself, so Bitther would not notice what happened even if he stood beside him.

In his eyes, he just saw No. 47 standing there in a daze for a few seconds.

He turned his head, and a fierce light flashed in those cold eyes, making Bitther feel a chill creeping up his spine for no reason, his scalp went numb for a moment, and he took two steps back involuntarily.

"Hey, it looks like this ticket is no longer needed. Someone sent it to your door to find death."

Ding Xiaoyi casually returned the ticket to Bitther. Someone wanted to kill him, but he still used this extreme method to kill him.

If I don't pull out this group of people and throw them into the underworld to feed the fish, I will really have trouble sleeping and eating.

Moreover, curse killing is different from ordinary spiritual power.

The conditions are also very harsh.

The other party can know his name and his date of birth, which means he is very familiar with him.

I may not know the other party, but the other party at least has his own information in his hands. Thinking about the recent period, Redding just reported his own news of becoming an evil spirit.

As a result, someone immediately attacked him, indicating that the other party had some connection with the union, at least someone provided information.

With his eyes flickering, he had already sorted out his thoughts in his mind.

Bitter was confused, and after hearing No. 47's explanation, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said in surprise: "Curse to kill!!"

Obviously in his consciousness, he did not expect such a weird killing technique.

Seeing Bitther panicking, he patted Bitther on the shoulder comfortingly: "Don't be so nervous, just protect your information."

The conditions for curse killing are very harsh.

It doesn't matter if you kill the wrong person, but you are afraid that some information will be wrong. Not only will you not kill the other party, but you will be backlashed by the other party.

Just like just now, even if he doesn't rely on the second soul, when the black hand touches him, his powerful spiritual power can make the other party uncertain.

But in this way, he exposed his disaster spirit level power.

"Then how do you plan to find the other party?"

Curse killing is weird and evil, even companions will be wary of each other, what's more troublesome is that the opponent's killing is thousands of miles away or in the corner of the shadow.

Even if you want to retaliate afterwards, it is difficult to find the other party.

"Of course I can do this!"

He unhurriedly took out a piece of money, and with a flick of his finger, the money was instantly ignited, turning into a puff of dust and disappearing in front of the two of them.

At this time, he took out the wishing copper coin again.

Silently thinking of the desire to find the trace of the other party, he tossed it casually, only to see the copper coin flying up and flickering in mid-air a few times.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were suddenly covered with a blurred shadow.

A strange picture appeared in front of him.

It was a city surrounded by jungle, full of traffic and constant flow.

Ding Xiaoyi noticed with his eyes that there was a road sign called Chunxi Road on the street.

And as the picture in front of him was zoomed in, there was an abandoned warehouse at the end of the street, but at this time the warehouse was on fire.

The flames soared into the sky, engulfing the entire warehouse.

With the sound of police sirens and the shadow of an ambulance rushing over, two people dragged a man whose whole body was scorched and struggled to climb out of the warehouse.

The man's arm had turned into a scumbag, and his whole body looked half-baked.

Even the accompanying doctors exclaimed that it was a miracle of medicine that they were still alive after being burnt like this.

The three people were carried into the ambulance, and they took a look at the words Putian Guangai Hospital written on the ambulance.

After seeing clearly the words "Hospital", the copper coin on the top of the head fell down again.

"found it!"

Ding Xiaoyi showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that his second soul was Xuan Tonghuo, but the three of them were not lightly burned, since they didn't die, it would be best!

"Buzz!"

At this moment, there was the sound of a car, and a white off-road vehicle drove over from the darkness.

Unlike the previous Wuling Hongguang, the car coming this time is a bit bigger.

The sign on the car said it was a car called Haval H100.

After the car stopped, the window was slowly lowered: "Hello, BB Mingche is at your service!"

"gone!"

He greeted Bitther, opened the back door and got in the car.

"Oh, please say hello if there is something to do!!"

Bitther waved his hand, looked at the car that disappeared in front of him, and couldn't help but mourn for three seconds for the guy who dared to assassinate No. 47, thinking, it must be very miserable if it fell into the hands of this guy.

Ding Xiaoyi picked up his mobile phone and looked it up. This street is Chunxi Road, which is the location of Changzhou City in the tenth district. It happens to be the warehouse area, which matches the place he was looking for.

Let the car go straight to the hospital in pt city.

The driver nodded, and stepped on the accelerator decisively, the car immediately started to speed up.

This car is much more comfortable than the last one, and the space in the rear is also much larger. Ding Xiaoyi sat on the chair, looking out the window from time to time.

I saw thousands of miles of dry graves outside the window.

But the strange thing is that in the past, there would be a little bit of phosphorous fire here, or a certain skeleton sitting on the grave meditating.

Or maybe a monster is doing something indescribable with another monster.

But looking around today, there is nothing.

"Don't look, it's not safe down there recently, those monsters don't know what's causing the wind, they all go in the direction of Yin and Yang."

The driver seemed to have seen Ding Xiaoyi's thoughts and explained to himself.

Ding Xiaoyi nodded, thinking of the photo of the bad old hair, and indeed some scattered skeletons can be seen in it.

"By the way, have they all been upgraded now, and the car has been changed to such a big size?"

He looked at the car in front of him called Haval h100. The car was quite spacious and comfortable, and the seat also had a massage function.

"No, the recent batch of Wuling Hongguang all went into the factory for rework and processing. These are temporary vehicles!"

The driver said with a smile: "But don't say it, this car is really good. It is said that there is an h6 parked in the factory. It feels frustrating and frightening. After several generations, it drives faster and faster. It’s easy to drive, except that occasionally it’s unclear which model it is, other explanations are good.”

Ding Xiaoyi was a little moved when he heard it.

Having a motorcycle is already very enjoyable, but it would be nice if I could refit a four-wheeler.

The most important thing is that if you are with your wife in the future, there will be a lot of space in the back row, which will always be more convenient.

After chatting with the driver for a while, I only heard the driver shout: "Sit still, we are going to the destination!"

Hearing what he was saying, he stepped on the gas pedal, and the space in front of Ding Xiaoyi began to become unreal, and he could only see the illusory ruins.

A magnificent hospital appeared in his sight.

Tall office buildings, all kinds of expensive suspension sports cars in the parking lot.

I saw that the gate of the hospital was covered with various plaques, and the golden signboard of the advanced technology company search engine No. 58 for 1 consecutive times was particularly bright.

Chapter 351: Big Dutiful Son

As the picture of reality begins to clear.

The driver's brows gradually became serious: "You sit down, I don't know what happened recently, there are always a lot of fog clusters recently!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ding Xiaoyi found that there was a lot of light yellow mist around him at some point.

The fog wasn't thick, but it was getting more and more thick, and then it gradually became thicker.

"what?"

He took a closer look and deduced in his heart that these should be the breath of Huang Quan.

It's just that it's still far away from Huangquan, but why did the fog come here.

In fact, what Ding Xiaoyi doesn't know is that the underworld runs through the underworld, and there are countless tributaries.

Some of them flowed into the sea of ​​blood, and many others flowed intermittently into other places to form rivers.

Coupled with the special circumstances of the recent period, many such fog clusters have naturally been produced.

The fog in front of him made it almost impossible to see the road ahead, but the driver's standard was very high.

The atmosphere of Huangquan around is getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, it was almost impossible to see the road ahead, which made Ding Xiaoyi a little nervous, worried that the driver would step off the car and fall into the ditch.

However, the driver seemed to be accustomed to this, and it was no surprise that he held the steering wheel with one hand.

Flicking the volume button with a finger, turn up the volume of the radio to the maximum.

Concentrating on the air, listening to the subtle changes in the voice on the radio.

He stared at the jumping pointer on the speedometer on the dashboard, and gradually accelerated the speed of the car.

It seems that the person sitting in the car at this moment is not a driver, but a pilot, who is taking the extremely difficult way of blind driving.

As the speed of the car accelerated, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and Ding Xiaoyi knew that he had arrived.

"Woooooo dad, come back!!!"

In front of the gate of the hospital, a group of family members cried loudly.

Pedestrians passing by saw this and gave way one after another, not daring to approach it for fear of getting bad luck.

The doctors and nurses, who were already used to this, walked away with numb faces.

The leader, the middle-aged uncle, threw himself on the stretcher carrying the corpse, crying and howling, which sounded as miserable as if he had been beaten.

It's just that when I think that I will inherit my father's house soon, I can't help but become cheerful amidst crying.

"When people are around, you don't care. You come back when Dad is gone. What's the use of crying!"

An older woman behind the middle-aged man, her eyes were swollen from crying, sternly scolded her unfilial brother.

The relatives around are naturally like a mirror.

The child who hadn't been home for more than ten years came back in a hurry after hearing the news of his old father's death, crying loudly, but there were not a few tears falling down.

There were bursts of accusations and contemptuous eyes, like thorns on the back.

"Nonsense, why don't I care, why don't I care!"

Sensing the strange gazes of the relatives around him, the middle-aged man stood up in embarrassment, and yelled at his older sister:

"You say I don't care? I also want to ask you, how do you take care of your father? You must have killed my father. You are still framing me. Shame on you!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man threw himself on the corpse again, crying loudly: "Dad, if you are alive in heaven, open your eyes and look at me, even if you take me away right away."