Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1913 Lead the shore of the soil, could it be a royal minister

The island is small, but on the road you can see some traces of human beings living here.

Wolfgang and Charlotte soon saw the small house that the man who could make Gong Fanxing kneel said - it was indeed a very small house, hidden in the forest on the island.

"I smell something on this guy that should only belong to the dead."

Charlotte's words rang in Wolfgang's ears abruptly, but he didn't speak, just nodded thoughtfully.

Dead people... Dead people don't have such powerful power.

It's not about fear, it's more about curiosity... The detached person has restrictions in this world, and the more dangerous the sub-world, the greater the restrictions, even the so-called "gods" are often lost.

But the other party is obviously not this kind of person.

...That is, this peak creature created in this world?
They collectively refer to all those who have reached the most extreme limit in this world but have not left, as peak creatures, or extreme powerhouses.

People in the Transcendence organization will not underestimate any peak creature in this world... The only difference between the peak creature and the Transcendence is that one is inside and the other is outside, but both sides can release the most in this world. Ultimate power is theoretically equal.

The Shenzhou True Dragon dared to say that even if the immortal came, he would still be beaten if he didn't like it, because of this equal condition.

——It's just that there are too many peak creatures allowed to exist in this sub-world.

Wolfgang was muttering something in his heart, but he saw that the man leading the way had stopped and invited the two of them into this humble house.

Wolfgang and Charlotte glanced at each other, and they both understood each other's intentions: just wait and see what happens.

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"You guys can call me [Mr. Song]." The man smiled slightly, "At present, I will act as [Mr. Song]."

"That is to say, you are not going to tell us your real identity, are you?" Wolfgang smiled lightly.

He has never seen anyone before, from the [Throne] of the transcendent, to the wandering ghosts... He will not be surprised by the real identity of the other party, at most he is curious, but he doesn't have to know... It depends on the other party Is it worth it to fall down.

For example, the King of Hell he and Charlotte were looking for is obviously worth it.

If Lucifer can be tricked into entering the Transcendence Organization, then his hard work during this period can reap extremely rich rewards.

Developing a hell king to become a member is much more profitable than other guys working hard to find potential newcomers to make money.

"No, I plan to tell you." [Mr. Song] smiled slightly, "But after you all serve me."

Wolfgang was taken aback... As for Charlotte, he looked at it with great interest.

In the end, Wolfgang shook his head. He is a musician, and he will be irritable unless there is a problem with his inspiration, but he is usually like a handsome gentleman, even when he hears absurd words at this time, he is quite calm .

He smiled and said, "Perhaps, [Mr. Song] doesn't know the current situation very well. Of course, this is understandable, but it's a pity that we... at least I don't pledge allegiance to anyone. We belong to freedom."

"The more powerful a person is, the more arrogant he will be, even rebellious." Mr. Song said indifferently: "I understand this very well, because I have seen many such talented people, but they will all give in in the end."

"Why?" Wolfgang wasn't angry at all, he just felt ridiculous...and asked with a smile.

"Because." [Mr. Song] has a solemn face at this time, and his voice is even more like a thousand mountains, "Under the Putian, is it the land of the king; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers... I, this is the world."

Wolfgang and Charlotte's expressions changed slightly in an instant.

Mr. Song's voice actually hit their hearts directly, and was frantically impacting their inherent beliefs.

But let's not talk about Wolfgang, a detached person who walks in the void, even if Charlotte is also the banshee who is often accompanied by the king of hell, how can he easily submit?

It took only a moment to resist, and Mr. Song's solemn voice was instantly expelled from their hearts.

Wolfgang snorted suddenly. If a musician loses his temper, he can deny his relatives, let alone a stranger.

Charlotte's gaze suddenly changed from being frivolous to sharp... The black umbrella she was holding suddenly twitched, and there was a sharp rapier hidden inside.

But at this moment, a gossip mark appeared in the air.

Both Wolfgang and Charlotte were trapped in the gossip imprint at the same time, and a purple light flashed across the face of [Mr. Song].

The gossip imprint shrinks instantly at this moment.

Wolfgang and Charlotte felt the moment when the imprint appeared almost at the same time, and their hearts seemed to be washed away... Wolfgang's face was even more incredulous.

He has seen such gossip!
——This seems to be the... illusion of [Fuxi Throne]?

However, the inconceivable feeling in his heart has not completely dissipated, and the gossip imprint has locked him and Charlotte at the same time. At the same time, 【Mr. Song】said slowly: "Hunyuan Wuji Taoism... Locking soul seal."

The gossip imprint instantly shattered.

At the same time, an identical gossip mark appeared on the backs of Wolfgang and Charlotte's left hands.

It is like being burned by fire.

From time to time, the gossip imprint on the back of the hand gave the two of them a burning feeling, directly connecting their hearts... It was heartbreaking.

Then Mr. Song waved his palm, and a gust of wind swept Wolfgang and Charlotte out of the door.

I only heard Mr. Song say indifferently: "From now on, you and the other two will be the king's ministers. If you are unfaithful, you will suffer from the soul-locking... Now, let the two of you understand what is the soul-locking method." bitter."

Wolfgang and Charlotte, who were swept out of the house, fell into a puddle outside the house together at this moment... They emerged from the water, and the moment they heard the voice of [Mr. Song], the two began an unprecedented screams.

Inside the wooden house, [Mr. Song], who had just used the soul lock seal, spit out a mouthful of blood.

His age seemed to disappear in an instant, and he changed from a thirties to a 40s all of a sudden, his temples became more gray, and his face became thinner a lot.

"Your Majesty!" Gong Fanxing was shocked.

But Mr. Song waved his hand and said calmly: "I'm fine, but I lost some blood, and I will make up for it from my descendants later. Since Gongsun Wuwo is dead, you are the only one left to do things for me. It's an inconvenience... It's worth it to surrender these two people this time."

Gong Fanxing said worriedly: "Your Majesty, Wolfgang and Charlotte have mysterious origins, and I haven't been able to see the bottom line of their strength so far... I don't know if the soul lock seal can really subdue these two people."

"Why not." Mr. Song said indifferently: "Even if it is an immortal, if it is lost, it will be suppressed by the soul-locking seal... This is the martial arts of the emperor, from Xuanyuan Palace... In Xuanyuan Palace, there are people who are suppressed by the soul-locking seal Immortal."

Gong Fanxing's eyes suddenly changed... This is a secret she has never heard before!
"I'm tired and need to take a break." Mr. Song waved his hand again and said, "After they have had enough of the pain of locking their souls, you will tell them the rules."

"Your servant knows..." Gong Fanxing turned pale, but exited the cabin respectfully.

However, he had just left, and Mr. Song's face was bursting with purple energy... His aging continued to appear at this time, but it seemed to be suppressed forcibly, and the most important thing was to stop.

Mr. Song's eyes couldn't help but get a little tired.

"...Which descendants are good and bad in the end, and few of them can be used." Mr. Song's eyes even gradually darkened, "Only the most outstanding descendants... the descendants who can compete for the dragon can really bring me back to life. Song Haoran, Don't make me wait too long..."

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In the city, in a quiet compound.

"... Judging from the situation at the scene, the deceased should not have fought with anyone before he died. According to other members of the mission, they returned to their rooms after dinner. I have the habit of praying, and I don't like being disturbed by others..."

Yan Xiaoxi was covering his mouth and nose with a tissue while listening to the preliminary investigation report - he was at the scene of the murder at this time, one of the guest houses prepared for the missions of all parties involved in the summit meeting .

The deceased was a black uncle who looked to be in his fifties, his face was full of tattoos, and then he was dead—this black uncle priest from the non-earth continent, at this time, there was only one skin left... Any internal organs, bones, and muscles under him were completely melted, and they were discharged from the holes in his body, directly staining the carpet on the floor into a sewer-like bukkake.

"Where was the first person to find the dead?"

"It was the deputy of their mission. At dawn, he found out when he came to deliver breakfast to the priest, and then notified us... Our people are trying to appease the members of the mission, but it seems that the effect is not good so far. Good." The subordinate said at this moment as if he was in a state of distress: "This priest has a high prestige in their local area, if this matter cannot be resolved..."

Yan Xiaoxi frowned: "Monitoring, standing guard...the secret room, nothing was found for a whole night."

"It stands to reason that all extraordinary powers should have been banned here." The subordinate was puzzled: "It shouldn't be possible for someone to escape our monitoring and come in from the outside."

Yan Xiaoxi suddenly said: "Besides this mission, what other missions are here to arrange the stay?"

"Besides this mission, there are three others." The subordinate quickly said: "Basically, they are all from the non-earth continent... The relationship between the extraordinary groups on the non-earth continent is very chaotic, many and small, this time Those who can participate in the meeting are local ones with a history of hundreds or even hundreds of years, but when we arranged for them to stay, we have done an investigation to separate the groups that have conflicts with each other. The missions staying here , there is no contradiction, and even two of them are still friendly forces that have been in contact with each other."

"I want to see the leaders of these three groups, you go and arrange it." Yan Xiaoxi nodded, and then ordered: "The things here are sealed... I know things can't be hidden, but at least Don't let too many people know before sunset. Tomorrow is the first day of the meeting. I don't like to make too much trouble... There was a murder the day before the meeting. It seems that this thing is coming for us .”

"...What does the section chief mean, it is very likely that someone wants to sabotage this summit meeting?"

"I hope not." Yan Xiaoxi said in a deep voice, "Send two more teams over to search the guest house carefully, and give me the results in an hour."

"Yes!"

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……

"Dad, Dad, there's a big guy out there!"

In the passenger plane flying abroad, the child was lying on the window, screaming without looking back - the man who is the father moved away at will... The big guy, probably a white cloud that looks like a hippopotamus Bar.

The man closed the window casually, "The sun will shine in later, it will be very dazzling, good boy."

The child still wanted to see it, but soon gave in under his father's stern gaze, and turned to look at the flight attendant's sister's skirt.

The passenger plane suddenly trembled at this moment.

"Please don't panic, this is just a turbulent current, it's all right now..."

At the same time, the airliner's announcement sounded.

"Why is there a sudden turbulence?"

The captain looked at the instrument panel in amazement... but there was no warning - it was just that the plane quickly returned to stability, and he could only shake his head.

What the captain didn't know was that a huge black shadow was swimming past the clouds at this moment... The black shadow passed the plane and flew into the distance.

Like a... a huge black dragon in Western mythology.

……

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"...should be arriving at the destination soon."

On the back of the black dragon, Miss Soul Witch is looking at the map with difficulty lying on her stomach. At the same time, she looks at the back of the black dragon sitting on the head of the black dragon, which is still majestic despite the strong wind: Farrell .

She still couldn't figure out why this old guy didn't want to fly such a convenient tool. Instead, he grabbed the black dragon forcefully and let it cross the entire European continent and enter the mysterious Eastern China.

At this time, Miss Soul Witch climbed to the black dragon's neck little by little, and then grabbed the scales to climb up its head, and came to Farrell's side. She ignored the blown hair and went straight to Roared in Farrell's ear: "I can't stand it! I'm going down!!!"

Farrell ignored it... He didn't give orders, even the unruly black dragon didn't dare to stop at this moment.

Already enraged, Miss Soul Witch had no choice but to grab Farrell's shoulder and bite down hard... her teeth almost broke.

How hard is this old guy's body?

Farrell, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and then tapped the dragon's horn... the black dragon stopped suddenly.

As a result, the mind witch was directly thrown out by inertia.

"I can't fly! Help—!" Miss Witch yelled in panic.

I saw a flash of white light and shadow on the dragon's back in an instant, and I saw a fat granddaughter of the sword master rushing out like a dragon swimming, swinging her sword one after another in the sky, making the air crackle , so here he used the movement of swinging the sword to keep his body in the air, rushed out, grabbed Miss Witch's collar, and finally returned to the black dragon's head.

"It's dangerous..." The fat girl let out a long breath at this time.

Miss Witch, who was still in shock, didn't care about her gratitude, and immediately glared at Farrell, "Old guy, are you trying to murder me so that you don't have to fulfill your promise! Why did you stop all of a sudden!"

Farrell stood up and stared ahead. After a while, he said slowly, "I can't go ahead."

"Why?" Miss Witch asked subconsciously.

Farrell didn't say anything, just pulled out the sword from the fat girl's hand with his backhand, and directly slashed... The huge sword light instantly broke through the clouds and shot directly into the distance.

However, in just an instant, the sword light had already disappeared—not the kind of disappearance where the castration was exhausted, but the disappearance that disappeared directly...

"This..." Miss Witch couldn't help opening her mouth, "This is the rumored forbidden magic space..."

She subconsciously looked at Farrell, the old guy, and couldn't help sweating about the old guy's plan—Farrell was always looking for so-called potential newcomers, so as to fight against the so-called great terror in his mouth .

But when he learned of the emergence of the World Extraordinary Summit, this guy suddenly changed his plan—he had a new plan.

In the words of this old guy: This is a good opportunity to gather strength.

God knows if this old guy will go crazy at the World Extraordinary Summit... Thinking about it this way, the forbidden space seems to be a good thing-at least this old guy really went crazy, and it won't be that no one can stop it situation?
"What are you waiting for, hurry in!" Miss Witch became excited after a while.

As long as he enters this magic forbidden space, he has [-] ways to change this situation where men are strong and women are weak... It's time to stand up and make the decision!

But at this moment, a small black shadow suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

It turned out to be a black shooting drone.

The drone hovering in front of everyone stretched out a small probe at this time, and then the voice came out from the probe: "This is the Shenzhou Administration, the temporary headquarters of the summit meeting, you have violated our country's regulations on supernatural Please show your identity certificates immediately, otherwise, we will regard this as a crime against me..."

Snapped--!
I saw that the drone was split into two at this time, and then exploded in the air.

It was Farrell who was still holding the fat girl's sword.

"What is the Shenzhou Administration?" Farrell asked indifferently at this time.

"You... only ask after you finish hacking?!" Miss Soul Witch suddenly became dizzy and cursed angrily, "Crazy! Crazy!"

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"...In other words, this is the [Knight Mechanism] of the East, I understand." Farrell nodded at this time.

After spending a lot of time explaining it clearly, the spiritual witch couldn't help but have a terrible headache... How should she explain this matter to the Shenzhou Administration?

Could it be that he smiled and said: I'm sorry, everyone, this old guy was locked up more than 100 years ago. I don't know that you were officially established decades ago... so?
I'm afraid I'm going to be scolded to death.

"It's good to understand." Miss Soul Witch sighed: "This world is different from your time. You should be more cautious about doing things. After all, this is the East. Even if you don't know the Administration Bureau, haven't you heard of it?" True Dragon of China? If it wasn’t for the Extraordinary Conference to be held this time, I’m afraid we’d just stepped into the territory of China, and we’d meet some legendary invincible oriental evil dragon, okay? How could we let you fly in directly?”

"How could I not have thought of it?" Farrell suddenly looked up at this time, "I actually forgot...the real dragon in the east! She can be a force of resistance! Damn it! I only thought of this now!"

As he said that, Farrell, who was trembling with excitement, jumped off the head of the black dragon. The spiritual witch couldn't pull it even if she wanted to...

"This old guy!"

(End of this chapter)