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Chapter 43 Can the Shadow Soldiers Master the Master's Skills?
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In the current situation, no matter how stupid you are, you can tell that it is the gathering of the seven blood-clothed priests.

Does the Soul Devouring Blood Clothes have such abilities?
Qiao Ji can only pretend to be cold now, not daring to speak or move.

Looking at the posture of these people, it seems that they also have power here. He reckoned that he couldn't beat them, because the Original Sin Cult seemed to be good at spiritual powers.

These blood-clothed priests are very well-informed, and they already know the official news.

But what they didn't know was that Qiao Ji had even absorbed the soul of the former chief priest, and the Soul-devouring Blood Clothes were all in his hands.

"You're courting death!" shouted a loud voice.

"Come, I will give you death."

A contemptuous voice spoke mocking words.

"Okay, don't say these unnutritious things. After talking for so long, I haven't seen you guys really fight. I'm happy to kill one of you." A disgusting and sticky voice sounded, "Let's discuss how to take back the altar. This is the most important."

The contemptuous voice also recovered a bit of seriousness, and said: "Now the altar is in the hands of Hua Guo officials, and there is no trace. Has anyone of you tracked down any clues?"

"Ha~" A yawn sounded, and the lazy child's voice said: "I have news from here. One of the Ming Tombs in Yujing has been dug up. The altar should be inside now."

A deep and deep voice said: "That place seems to be the ancient imperial mausoleum of the Hua Kingdom. It is said that the inside is a small world of its own, and there is only one entrance. How do you get in?"

The lazy child said: "I don't know about this, I only heard so much, but the Huaguo officials can put the altar there, which shows that they trust the security measures there. Do you have any good ideas?"

A moment of silence.

"Since you don't have any ideas, then go back and think about it, and do more research. You will definitely be able to find a way to get in. The altar must be brought back."

Said in a sticky voice, and then looked at Qiao Ji, "Why don't you speak today, are you seriously injured? Do you want to come to my sister, she can help you heal."

"Oh, be careful if you are injured, and don't let us find you."

The last person also spoke, his voice seemed to be sizing up Qiao Ji, like a python wrapped around him, as if he was about to swallow him at any time, with an indescribably cold feeling, "Everyone should send someone to find you."

"I'm not interested, let's go first." After the child's voice finished, the thick fog wrapped him and disappeared on the rib he was standing on.

"I don't like wasting my efforts in vain either. Let's go. Get the altar back sooner." The loud voice also called thick fog, wrapped himself up, and disappeared in place.

The others didn't say anything and just disappeared.

In the end, only Qiao Ji and the blood-clothed officiant with a sticky and disgusting voice were left.

She said she was her younger sister, but Qiao Ji, who had downloaded an anti-fraud app in her previous life, didn't believe it at all.

Probably another dead ladyboy.

"Do you really don't want my help? Could it be that you still want to take revenge, or that you've taken a fancy to the kid who helped you take revenge?"

Qiao Ji's heart skipped a beat.

This seems to be talking about yourself, right?
"Ah, did I guess right? I heard that the child can summon sea water. It seems to be a very good ability. I am also a little tempted. What should I do? Brother, should I give it to my sister?"

Joe didn't know what to say. He knew so little about them that everything would be easily exposed.

So, he tried to think 'leave' in his heart.

Sure enough, the fog around him gradually thickened, blurring everything, and then suddenly dissipated.

He appeared in his memory space.

On the huge corpse in the misty space, only a blood-clothed figure remained.

"Don't say a word, is there really something wrong with him, is the injury of spiritual isolation irreversible? Hehehe, that's really great!" The last blood-clothed priest laughed softly.

"However, there are too many eyes on Tongcheng now, and he may have already left——

No, if he can't heal the wound of spiritual isolation, he probably won't be able to go very far. It seems that he still has to send someone to Tongcheng to have a look. "

……

I just had a meeting with other blood-clothed priests?

After returning to the memory space, Qiao Ji breathed a sigh of relief. The blood-clothed priests seemed to be unable to see each other's real bodies, or could they not tell the difference through the Soul-devouring blood-cloak?
Otherwise, how could they not know the replacement.

But these bad guys really have a way. There is such a special place for meetings. From what they just said, it shouldn't be the first time they have held meetings like this.

And I actually pretended to be the officiant in blood clothes once. Although it was passive, this kind of thing was too bizarre. How could ordinary people have such an opportunity.

They seem to be quite well-informed about the news. Knowing that 'I', the former blood-clothed priest, is not dead, it seems that they have a strong ability to inquire about news, or they have a lot of eyes and ears.

He exited the memory space and woke up. It was already dawn, but it was still early.

He lifted the blanket, and just as he was about to get out of bed, a few black figures appeared in front of him, which startled him, but he took a closer look——

"Oh, it's you."

It turned out to be a soldier of the Shadow Corps.

He sat on the edge of the bed and patted his chest, while the two shadow soldiers held the slippers and gently put them on Qiao Ji's feet to help him put them on.

This service made him a little embarrassed.

After leaving the bedroom, there were two other shadow soldiers standing aside holding a water glass and a toothbrush filled with toothpaste respectively.

"..."

What is the life of this landlord Lao Cai?

Chen Xiaoyu, how did you train these ninjas!
He heard a slight sound in the bedroom, turned back and took a look, and found that two ninja soldiers had folded his quilt into a standard tofu block.

"I go."

Your life skills are not directly copied from mine, are you?

I don't believe that Ninja or Chen Xiaoyu can do this!
Waiting for washing up first, he opened the portal directly, threw the phone to a ninja soldier, and told him: "My dad is calling, you just run in and call me."

The ninja soldier nodded, and then stood straight on the spot holding the phone.

After entering the training ground, after walking a certain distance, Qiao Ji led them to the weapon depot.

He picked up a Glock 18 and gave it to a ninja soldier.

"Come on, take it off and put it back on."

After saying that, the black shadow soldier skillfully disassembled and reinstalled the pistol. Qiao Ji felt that he was even faster than himself.

Directly obtained the skills of the master Qiao Ji?
That's amazing, Qiao Ji doesn't need to teach them anymore, they just started out as teachers.

"It just so happens that those blood-clothed priests seem to have some thoughts about themselves, the 'injured' blood-clothed priests, and they don't love each other internally, and they also have some thoughts about me, a special ability user."

The movement of releasing the sea was too big to hide, even the sweeping aunt knew, after all, they had to clean.

Now the situation is that the danger is already approaching.

But now he has 12 dark shadow soldiers who have mastered certain military skills, are loyal, and will not die.

From now on, I will sleep on the training ground, leaving a ninja outside as a stand-in.

(End of this chapter)