Welcome to the lock demon tower

He Ping straightened his glasses, still looking gentle, looked at Zhao Kexin and Jiang Luchi who came out from behind the rockery, and smiled: "So they are waiting for me here?"

Qiao Que got up clutching his buttocks, hid behind Jiang Luchi, and stuck out his tongue arrogantly while twisting the cap of the essential oil bottle: "If it weren't for the many mosquitoes, I could still watch you perform for a while."

Zhao Kexin looked at "Doctor Ding" behind him, raised his phone and took a few photos: "My God, what is this skill? Cosplay?"

Qiao Que: "I guess...it's a clone, right Brother Chi?"

Jiang Luchi didn't say right or wrong, looked at He Ping, his tone was ice-cold, as if he was looking at a lifeless object: "It's not just a clone. He practiced sorcery and fell into a demon."

Zhao Kexin's hand holding the camera paused in mid-air.

He Ping ignored it, and looked at Qiao Que from the beginning to the end, the gentle smile in his eyes slowly changed, showing a greedy look, like a dog who has seen a meat bun.

"Lingxiu... ah..."

He has been cultivating demons for many years, and he has never encountered spiritual cultivation by this fate.

Those without pure spiritual roots and profound spiritual power are not qualified to cultivate immortals.The existence of Qiao Que is like a white, tender and nourishing Ganoderma lucidum, exuding a pure and tangy aroma, which always lures him to come forward to enjoy the delicious food.

If it is said that the spiritual power of other people is solid food for food, then the spiritual power is undoubtedly a gluttonous feast.

What's more, this seems to be a very talented and very delicious spiritual practice.

"Just right, I don't like to talk too much. Do you think you can escape with two helpers?"

Qiao Que was startled by the salivation in his eyes.

The master had told him long ago that when walking outside, apart from those resentful ghosts, the most important thing to avoid is the demon cultivator.

Most demonic cultivators feed on the spiritual power of others in order to achieve rapid cultivation. Most of them are very good at hiding their own demonic energy, and they can even pretend to be ordinary people who will die of old age, sickness and death for a lifetime, and then continue to practice with another skin.

In ancient times, spiritual cultivation was prosperous, and there were several battles between immortals and demons—of course, this is impossible to reproduce in the 21st century, where management is standardized and society is striving for harmony.The big beam formed at that time was enough for Moxiu to target them until now, not to mention the spiritual power of Lingxiu was a great supplement to them.

"What they love most is a low-level spiritual cultivator like you!" This is what Qiao Que's master once told him.

Qiao Que has always thought that these words are equivalent to adults telling children that "playing with fire will wet the bed" and "disobedient will be arrested by bad guys". Some of them belonged to demon cultivators.

Unexpectedly, when I saw one today, I looked at myself as if I were looking at a plate of steaming spicy crayfish!

"Brother He..."

The real Dr. Ding and the other two teammates had been taken by Zhao Kexin and the others to hide near the library, and they were staring dumbfounded at the impostor behind He Ping.

During the day today, they were still quarreling because of Zhao Kexin's baseless accusations against He Ping. If Jiang Luchi hadn't been so impatient at the end, and resorted to some means to violently tie them all to the library, they might have lost a lot of words.

The big man surnamed Wang had a sky-falling expression: "Brother He...you really, killed Zhou Tian, ​​and that little girl?"

Zhao Kexin was unhappy: "I've told you all clearly, why don't you believe me? If it wasn't for fear that he left behind something that would be bad for you, I wouldn't bother to tell you."

Qiao Que patted his head lightly: Camel, turn off the recording.

438 who was eating melon seeds and watching a movie: "... I almost forgot."

The next second, unexpectedly, Qiao Que moved suddenly.

He ran out from behind Jiang Luchi and rushed straight to He Ping!

Unexpectedly, He Ping instinctively defended, and the avatar "Doctor Ding" immediately picked up the sickle, jumped high, and slashed at Qiao Que's back precisely.

Qiao Que closed his eyes and roared, "Sprint!"

The well-prepared sprinting technique exerted [-]% of its power, and his whole body was like a small steel cannon that suddenly charged, accelerating towards He Ping.

He Ping reacted extremely quickly, and immediately recalled his avatar, "Doctor Ding" disappeared into smoke, and the giant scythe appeared in his real deity's hand in an instant.

Almost at the same moment, he waved his hand and slashed at Qiao Que's face with a knife.

Zhao Kexin let out an exclamation.

The corners of He Ping's mouth opened slightly, and a smile appeared on his face, as if he was already waiting for a piece of sweet and tempting snack to fly towards his mouth...

Then, his world went dark.

Qiao Que, who was like a cannonball, lost his target and failed to brake in time. He fell headlong into the bushes, rolled forward three and a half times, with his buttocks in the air, and stopped moving.

Everyone: =mouth=!

Qiao Que's eyes were full of tears, and he covered his nose, which had finally improved, and broke down, "Brother Chi! How can you be such a bad boy!"

Jiang Luchi calmly withdrew his hand, and there was a black vial in his palm. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "You are a spiritual practitioner, who taught you to rush upward like this? Have you learned all the magic tricks in the stomach of a dog?"

Qiao Que became angry for a while, his hands and feet were paralyzed, and he crawled out of the bushes with difficulty. With a few leaves on his head, he dared to whisper: "I just want you to record the evidence as soon as possible..."

... Besides, besides sprinting, I really can't think of any other spells that can be used!

But I can't say it because it's embarrassing!

438: "Hehe."

Everything happens in an instant, and the blink of an eye may be missed.

Someone asked tremblingly, "Brother He... what about the others?"

Jiang Luchi weighed the bottle in his hand, showed them the fine gold-plated lines on it, and said in a cold voice: "He is a demon repairman, and he is suspected of killing several volunteers from the Demon Locking Tower. About this matter, we are the You have the right to report and complain about any omissions in your work. As for him himself, he will be submitted to the relevant special department by the Disagreement Management Committee for a comprehensive investigation and a final judgment. The results will be announced online in the future. If you are concerned about the follow-up, you can consult your respective systems follow up."

Dr. Ding was surprised: "Mr. Jiang, you are not a volunteer? Are you... a staff member?"

Qiao Que suffered from the sequelae of sprinting, so he could only sit on the ground with a smile on his face: "Didn't expect that? Brother Chi is the GM! The authority emperor! Eh? Brother Chi, can he hear me now?"

Jiang Luchi glanced at him, raised his hand and waved his restriction: "Yes."

Qiao Que cheered up, stood up and jumped a few times, then ran back, lowered his head and said to the half-palm-sized spirit lock bottle, "Brother He? Be a man again."

After finishing He Ping, a few people sat on the steps in front of the library, waiting for the teleportation after dark.

Dr. Ding and the three of them were very curious about Jiang Luchi's identity and kept asking questions.

Jiang Luchi completed the bug fix task this time, and he didn't need to practice closed-mouth meditation anymore, but he patiently answered several people's questions.

"When the platform selects volunteers, there will be strict audits. He Ping should have avoided the observation stage by using his avatar ability. He has always been cautious. When killing people, he always hides his true face like today. The system displays a certain line The number of deaths on the Internet is abnormal, but the maintenance personnel have never been able to find the problem."

Qiao Que understood: "That's why I sent Brother Chi to personally enter the Demon Locking Tower to investigate."

438 secretly said "ah": "That's why you pretended to be super-superior and get rid of grievances, and dealt with Boss in such a high-profile way. It's all to attract him? Ah bah, I mean, to catch him?"

Qiao Que: ...

Jiang Luchi said in a business-like tone: "I probably know his abilities. You are all parties involved and have the right to know the truth. When the research institute releases a report, I will ask the system to send you a copy."

Qiao Que asked casually: "In addition to the clone, there should be the ability to absorb the opponent's skills by killing a person or abnormal life form?"

After all, everyone looked at him with the eyes of "Are you kidding me, can this kind of heaven-defying skill be possessed by humans?"

Qiao Que insisted: "Really! Don't look at me like that! I was shocked when I first found out too! He almost froze me into a popsicle on the first night! It's so vicious. I guess he pretended to sacrifice himself in the library to get away from the tiger , took advantage of your unpreparedness, killed the frozen monster, got a new skill, and turned around to test it on me. Finally, sure enough, there was no frozen monster among the ghosts that entangled Zhang Qiyang, which confirmed my guess. So the sickle of his avatar is still With the ability to disguise, he should also have obtained it by killing people."

Jiang Luchi tossed the bottle in his hand, turned his cold eyes around everyone's face, and said coldly: "You have also seen the end of cultivating evil arts."

Everyone was startled and nodded hurriedly.

Dr. Ding recalled the whole incident, and found that Qiao Que actually started digging a hole very early. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he was: "Little Qiao, you have suspected Brother He for a long time?"

Qiao Que rubbed his chin for a while and said embarrassedly, "That's right. I thought about it a lot later. On the first night, after he killed Xia Meng, he probably suddenly realized that he could see his whole body from our window." The crime was in progress, so I came back to secretly observe whether anyone was awake. At that time, he was outside my door, separated by a wall. So except for Sister Kexin and Brother Chi, I don’t believe it, I doubt it. But Later, on the day of Zhou Tian's death, everyone was discussing a solution in the living room, and He Ping accidentally took out everything in his pocket, so I listed him as the number one suspect."

Dr. Ding: "How do you say?"

"Ah, actually my ears are pretty good. I'm practicing spiritually. My senses may be a little more sensitive. On the first night, I heard a strange rattling sound...until that day I saw the earphone he put on the table. I suddenly realized that it was the lighter in his pocket and the plastic sheet on the wet tissue bag colliding."

Dr. Ding:! ! !

The big man said "Fuck" and trembled: "I was scared to death! It seems to be listening to a ghost story!"

Dr. Ding felt the same way, and couldn't help but shudder when he thought of his narrow escape.

Qiao Que added: "Ah, and, actually, when I saw Xia Meng's and Zhou Tian's corpses, there was still some murderer's breath left on them. Well, I still keep them."

He took out his mobile phone, flipped through a bloody photo album, and selected one by one: "I have paid special attention to your use of skills since then, and your spirits are different."

He checked all of them, then lowered his head and smiled, and clicked "Delete All".

A second later, all those dripping, cruel and disgusting images disappeared.

The earlier photos took their place, filling the entire screen again.

The last few photos seemed to be taken casually by the owner of the mobile phone. It was a small stage, shining brightly. There was a girl singing on it, wearing a beautiful beige gauze dress. The distance was a bit far, but it was still possible. See the big smile on her face.

Everyone saw those photos and gradually thought of certain facts, so they were silent.

Qiao Que looked up, with the same smile on his face as usual: "It's okay. It's a little help for the classmates."

As he spoke, he poked the small bottle in Jiang Luchi's hand with his fingertips: "So Brother He, you must repay your, owed,, debt, oh."