I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

When everyone on the ground was looking at Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen was also looking at the captains.

Although he is a second grader, he still has eyesight and can clearly judge the strength of the headquarters captain.

Then, the second grader became even more excited.

"well!"

He laughed three times: "Heroes from all over the world are gathered here today. This is a good opportunity for me, Ye, to fight to become a god."

Ye Zhen put his hands behind his back, raised his chin high, and said proudly: "Who among you will come up first to die?"

The captains all looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, and no one wanted to get in trouble with him.

After all, this chuunibyou is really good at fighting.

"Ye Zhen, Brother Chui has called you here specifically to do business this time." Li Yang warned, "The people here are all our own people, so don't mess around."

"Huh? Where did you come from?" Ye Zhen glanced at Li Yang, "How dare you use Tang Long to crush me."

Although Li Yang was a newcomer, he was not afraid at all. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Then there is nothing we can do. Brother Zhui has ordered that if you disobey, spread these photos to the entire supernatural circle, for example..."

"Ahahahaha!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Zhen with an embarrassing and loud laughter: "Who does Tang Wudi think I am? How can Ye Mou break his promise when he has already made a mistake? Lead the way!"

"What kind of photo is this that can scare Ye Zhen?" Zhou Deng looked at it curiously, wishing he could just steal his phone and take a look.

"Probably a world-famous painting." Cao Yang was still holding back his smile. He did know the content, but it was hard to explain, lest someone get angry and enter the secondary explosive mode.

Li Yang put away his cell phone silently and took out a piece of letter paper: "Everyone, please follow me closely. You are not messengers. If you want to embark on this road together, you need a certain level of ghost realm. Professor Wang is an ordinary person." Even more so.”

"Don't worry, Professor Wang, I will be responsible." Li Jun took his thirty-six bronze men... No, now the special operations team is giving the guarantee.

"Then I'll start." Li Yang nodded and didn't tell anyone else. First, he wasn't familiar with that group of people, and second, captain-level figures didn't need others to do things for them. They were experienced and naturally knew how to do things. response.

"call--!"

The flames burned on the letter paper, the smell of burnt smell filled the surroundings, and the path slowly emerged.

Li Yang took the lead and walked over, maintaining a relatively balanced speed to guide the people behind.

"A supernatural land?" Ye Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Well, Ye is never afraid of danger, just afraid that the danger is not big enough!"

His level of ghost realm is also very high, so he immediately followed the invasion.

"Wei Jing, Lu Zhiwen, protect Professor Wang." Li Jun ordered. They were both captains stationed at the headquarters. They were more trusted by Cao Yanhua, so they were entrusted with the mission of protecting Professor Wang.

Especially Lu Zhiwen, who is better at protecting important people. At this time, a cracked ballpoint pen with transparent tape appeared in his hand, and he stood on Wang Xiaoming's right and kept writing and drawing.

Li Jun led Wei Jing, Lu Zhiwen, and Wang Xiaoming, who was surrounded by the special operations team. The dark fog around him surged and followed the invasion.

His ghost realm comes from Ghost Monk, and is already of a high level. The headquarters recently exchanged Tang Long's Death Machine Li Gui with Feng Quan to help Li Jun's thick fog ghost realm complete the ghost fog puzzle. Naturally, there is no reason to be ghosted. The post office blocks it.

"Just in time, I can hone my new abilities." Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, and his grandparents opened the ghost realm and led him to follow.

Immediately afterwards, Li Leping's ghost smoke, Cao Yang's ghost wind, Lin Bei's mirror world... It can be said that the eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers. Even those who don't have ghost realms have their own methods. Why can't they show weakness here?

"How about it? Do you want me to take you for a ride?" Although Zhou Deng was not the captain, he still made up his mind to go shopping inside. He Yin'er said with a playful smile.

The two have known each other for a long time, but He Yin'er didn't like Zhou Deng's easy-going character.

<divclass="contentadv"> "No need." He Yin'er rolled her eyes, "I'm afraid the bone bracelet will be taken away by you."

"Why are you so slanderous about someone's innocence?" Zhou Deng's eyes widened, "I am following Mr. Tang, am I still short of things?"

At the spoils-sharing meeting after smashing the vending machine, he actually got two good things, and controlled a new and terrifying ghost, whose strength should not be underestimated.

He Yin'er was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked forward on her own. Although she was not in the ghost realm, a pair of green cloth shoes under her feet began to shine. These items came from a tailor shop in Taiping Ancient Town. At first glance, they were extraordinary.

"Okay, I'll go shopping in Taiping Ancient Town when I have the chance." Zhou Deng shrugged, not knowing whether he was going to buy or steal.

……

On the other side, the couriers on the fifth floor also began to gather at the ghost post office.

A middle-aged man who looked unremarkable opened the door and walked in. He immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"Wang Yong, are you Wang Yong?" A fat man wearing an apron and smelling fishy looked at him a few times and raised his eyebrows.

After more than ten years of separation, it always takes some time to recognize the influential figures of the past.

Wang Yong was undoubtedly the strongest messenger on the fifth floor in the past. He even sent two letters on the fifth floor. If the black letter hadn't suddenly appeared, he might not have been able to leave safely.

"Zhao Feng." Wang Yong looked at the other person and nodded, "Zhao Feng."

The world line changed again. Zhao Feng, who had underestimated the enemy, did not act alone. Instead, he waited until the next morning. His hook was also quite threatening.

And there were far more messengers coming this time than Xiao Yang's time, a total of twelve. After all, Yang Jian only took away the letter, but Tang Long took away 502, including the statues inside.

But they had just finished gathering, and before they had time to go upstairs, a deep voice sounded.

"Wang Yong, a native of Daqi City, 46 years old, his wife Wei Qing'er, and his son Wang Sizhe, took it in memory of Azhe, his best friend who was also a messenger and risked his life to save you, and his current address..."

"Zhao Feng, from Danan City, 48 years old..."

"Liu Ziwen..."

"Wang Xiuying..."

In one sentence, this group of messengers who had been anonymous for more than ten years, and who never used supernatural powers even if they lived a tiring life running around, were exposed.

The biggest secret they hid has become a joke at this time.

Tang Long learned about the past of this group of people from Li Yi, and their current situation was informed by Lu Zhiwen. He was equivalent to a humanoid computer. Under the influence of supernatural powers, he had a photographic memory of all kinds of information. He wanted to know a person. Information about a person only requires their name and appearance.

Upon hearing this sentence, the expressions of the messengers suddenly changed, and they felt a chill to their bones.

"Who!?" Zhao Feng shouted with a ferocious expression, "Who is pretending to be a ghost!?"

Then, a young man in his twenties slowly walked down the stairs, and the crowd suddenly exploded.

Not because of him, but the man behind him.

"Lao, Lao Li?"