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According to Yan Rang, his gun was snatched from others during a mission.

He couldn't figure out what was unusual about this gun. The only thing he could feel was that the weight of the gun was lighter than the guns of the same model he had come into contact with, and he didn't know what the material was. It was seized, so he applied to stay.

With his military exploits, it is easy to get such a little thing.

What's more, this gun looks rather old. The most puzzling thing is that even if it is inspected, there is nothing unusual about it.

Yan Rang said that he only found out today that this gun is so powerful.

Hu Guolin, a vixen of more than 200 years, burned his hand by the golden engravings emerging from the gun as soon as he touched the gun body.Fortunately, he reacted quickly, so it was not serious.

But it makes this gun even more impressive.

Xiong Huiming, who is also a fairy, dared not touch it easily even if he was a Buddhist. As soon as his fingers reached two centimeters above the gun body, golden patterns appeared faintly.

Dong Wenhui, who is a human being, was not affected. He picked up the gun and looked around, and even disassembled it with the permission of his promise, but there was nothing unusual about it.

"Probably because of the material used to make the gun body." Hu Guolin eased the injury and said.

After fighting with the descendant for so long, each of them was more or less injured, and their energy was low. It was also because the gun was weird that they cheered up to check.

Dong Wenhui said, "Looking at the golden pattern that emerged, it seems to be a magic circle."

But because the golden light only floats around the gun body and the light is not strong, it is not easy to see the direction of the lines.Dong Wenhui could barely make out one point and made a guess.

Immediately, he asked Yan Rang to fire another shot, and asked Hu Guolin to inject mana into a porcelain ornament, so that ordinary bullets could not break through Hu Guolin's mana defense at all, and he could also test how powerful the bullets fired by this weird gun were.

You must know that during the battle with the descendant, the magic weapon in their hands did not touch the descendant, but they just scraped off some cloth and skin, but the bullet penetrated deep into the flesh. They wanted to see the bullet What is so special about it.

The gun rang, and Yan Rang's hand was extremely steady, even if he was sitting on the sofa, he casually shot at the porcelain ornaments a few meters away.

Hu Guolin, Xiong Huiming and others wanted to observe, but they dared not get too close for fear of being hit by bullets.Who knows if the fragments ejected from the shattered ornaments will have the power to penetrate their defenses?

But with the eyesight of a demon, they could still clearly see that when the fired bullet touched Hu Guolin's demon power, in addition to the tongue of fire, it also burst out a sharp pale golden light, which easily penetrated Hu Guolin's demon power.

At the same time, the bullet shot into the ornament, and the ornament shattered.

Although several people were thinking about this matter in their hearts, they didn't have any more energy to study it, so it ended here.

"In short, this is a good thing for us." Dong Wenhui said, and then asked everyone to go back to their rooms to rest.

He and Hu Guolin still need to discuss what happened tonight and submit a report.

It was already afternoon when we woke up the next day. Everyone was exhausted after a fight. The three ordinary people were also highly nervous. After relaxing, they fell into a deep sleep.

Chu Ning smiled slightly, lifted the quilt and got up, huddled in Yan Rang's arms, although there were enough times, but it was the first time that he opened his eyes just like today to meet the dark and deep eyes, and he felt a little embarrassed.

After waking up, I saw that Gu Nianwei was already sitting in the living room. The messy living room that was beaten up last night had returned to its old look. Several strangers were sitting opposite Gu Nianwei, as if they were talking about something just now. Seeing Chu Ning Downstairs, it stopped.

Three men, one woman and one child.

The child looked about six or seven years old, sitting on the sofa, but what he was holding in his hand was not milk, but tea.

The woman was delicate and delicate, and smiled gently at Chu Ning.

The other three men, a big man with a black face, looked just like Xiong Huiming. Chu Ning thought to himself, could this be the same family as Xiong Huiming?

Although he was still a little uncomfortable with this, Chu Ning no longer looked at the people who appeared in the Foreign Affairs Office with normal eyes.Who knows if the young and tender face is another fairy who has lived for hundreds of years?

It was also because of this that he didn't say anything to stop a six or seven-year-old kid drinking tea.

Waiting for Gu Nianwei's introduction.

Yan Rang and Wen Zhe also came down one after another, and they heard Gu Nianwei's introduction.

"This is Jian Jiayin, Mo Ling'er, Yuan Liangsheng, Feng Hanyu, and Yi Beichu, all of whom are staff from City C." After Gu Nianwei finished speaking, several people greeted the three of them.

As soon as the voice fell, the child named Jian Jiayin jumped off the sofa and threw himself at Chu Ning's feet. Chu Ning was startled by this almost kowtowing posture, and wanted to help the child up, but his hand suddenly passed through his shoulder .

Chu Ning was stunned for a moment, unable to accept what just happened.

But Dong Wenhui's lazy voice sounded, "Jian Jiayin, you brat, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Chu Ning understood why this hand was able to pass through Jian Jiayin's shoulder, because this child was really a ghost.Shocked, Chu Ning couldn't help trembling and took a few steps back to hide beside Yan Rang.

Yan Rang seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then he protected Chu Ning, and took a step forward to stop Jian Jiayin who took a few steps forward.

Dong Wenhui reached out to lift Jian Jiayin up, and said, "What are you doing like a dog?"

At this time, Jian Jiayin saw that he really couldn't get to Chu Ning's side, so he couldn't help but glance at him reluctantly, and said, "His breath smells good, and it smells like hell."

For ghosts, the underworld is actually a more suitable place for them to go, but they also have their own lingering and obsession with the human world, so they stay in the human world.

Dong Wenhui was not surprised that Jian Jiayin was obsessed with Chu Ning's yin energy, but Chu Ning remembered that Dong Wenhui once said that the yin energy in him was either left by evil spirits or ghosts.

And because the yin energy on his body will not infringe him on its own, the latter has a greater chance.

Evil ghosts and ghosts are full of yin and ghosts, so they can't restrain themselves from time to time, and ordinary people who get too close will inevitably suffer from them.At the slightest level, the mind may become unconscious, and at the worst level, it may lead to death.

Only the ghosts of the underworld, firstly, because of the cultivation of skills, and secondly, because of the suppression of Yan Jun's dao power and the approval of the underworld, so even if there are some ghosts with low skills, the ghost energy and Yin energy on their bodies will not harm them. ordinary people.

That's why Dong Wenhui felt it was even more difficult.

Judging from Chu Ning's face, he is a person with profound blessings, but the ghost chaperone follows him and wants him to die all the time, so it can only be said that it may be the ghost chauffeur's personal grievances.Could it be that they are going to sue the ghost messenger?But do they know who it is?

What's more, if this kind of thing is easily announced, let alone whether they can find out the real identity of the ghost messenger and sue him, I'm afraid they will be found and killed by the ghost messenger first. After all, the ghost messenger is very powerful. Pass.

Chu Ning sat on the sofa, and Jian Jiayin moved to his feet without giving up.This breath is of great benefit to his cultivation.

Seeing that Chu Ning shrank back nervously, Jian Jiayin hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid, although I have only rested for thirty years, I still can't restrain my yin energy, but I am a civil servant of the Foreign Affairs Office, and I have a restraining spell on me. won't hurt you."

As he spoke, he turned his back to let Chu Ning see his neck, a silver-white line under the skin was moving in a strange and regular route.