Urban Demon Slayer

Wang Qianchen's brain made a "hum", grabbed Zhou Junxian's collar, and said a little excitedly: "Why can't it be locked? Hong Xiaohao is a peak, and the time for the three souls and seven souls to dissipate will be slower, right?"

Even the bricks flew out and said cursingly, "That's right, Hong Lou has been dead for a week, and the three spirits and seven spirits dissipated, but Hong Xiaohao just died for an hour! Zhou Laogou, if you don't want to help, just say so! Or you don't have this ability at all, you are a fake god, a fake god!"

Zhou Junxian said solemnly: "I have already said that in order to lock the soul, three conditions need to be met. The first is a cultivator, the second is not to die, and the third is not long after death. Hong Xiaohao satisfies the first and The third one is not satisfied with the second one... He deserves to die, he is going to die today! I am just a little immortal, unable to fight against this law of heaven and earth... Forgive me!"

Bianzhuan still yelled: "What is the law of heaven and earth, to put it bluntly, it is lack of ability, change Wei Zihua to try and bring him back to life in minutes! You are far from immortal, let others pass the sewers! Ah yes, You are also good at repairing roofs, laying waterproofing, and saving cats and dogs... What a great fairy hahahaha!"

Zhou Junxian was not angry, and said calmly, "Even Wei Zihua can't disobey the mandate of heaven, let alone violate the laws of heaven..."

Wang Qianchen slowly loosened Zhou Junxian's collar, squatted down slowly, and stared at Hong Xiaohao's body.

I don't know when, Hong Xiaohao's eyes have been closed, and he seems to be dead. His skin is fair, except for the dirty hair, he looks handsome.

If you don't die, you can definitely be friends with him, right?

Wang Qianchen's heart was like a needle pierced, and he really didn't know what to say.

"The only thing I can tell you is that this kind of person who accumulated a lot of merit in his lifetime will only have a better life in his next life than this one." Zhou Junxian said affirmatively.

"Shut up, no one treats you as dumb!" Brick turned around and cursed fiercely.

Zhou Junxian sighed, his body turned into white light, and he escaped into the statue.

Wang Qianchen sat beside Hong Xiaohao's body for a long, long time.

It was not until the sky slowly dimmed and the sun disappeared that Wang Qianchen took out his mobile phone and called Song Cepeng.

"Mr. Wang, you finally contacted me, let's learn about swimming and fitness?" The voice processed by the voice changer came from the opposite side.

"Commander Song, Hong Xiaohao is not a member of the [Guangfuhui]." Wang Qianchen was no longer in the mood for the code.

There was silence on the phone.

...

Half an hour later, Song Cepeng appeared in the main hall of the Chenghuang Temple in Luzhou City.

With the soul pen in hand, he can appear anywhere at will, but he can only come after finishing the business at hand.

After Song Chongjian came in, Zhou Junxian showed up to greet him.

"Master Zhou." Song Chongjian bowed respectfully.

Zhou Junxian nodded and looked at Wang Qianchen next to him.

"Leave it to me." Song Chongjian sighed.

Zhou Junxian turned into a white light and returned to the statue, while Song Cepeng walked to Wang Qianchen's side, squatted down and looked at Hong Xiaohao, who was dead.

In today's [Monster Slayer], Hong Xiaohao is definitely the mainstay, and it is a sure thing to enter the high-level in the future.

But he died.

Died in his twenties, the best years of his life.

Song Cepeng's eyes were a little red, but he didn't shed a single tear.

In this business, parting from life is quite normal. Teammates who are still drinking together today may die on the street tomorrow, and their bodies may not be complete.

I don't know how long it took before Wang Qianchen said, "Commander Song, can you check it out and make a judgment later?"

Song Chongjian didn't make any excuses, just gave a soft "um".

Although he was not in charge of investigating this case, even if there was no such thing, Huang Wei would still kill...

But wrong is wrong.

After a long time, Song Cepeng patted Wang Qianchen on the shoulder.

"Hong Xiaohao has already sacrificed, and Huang Wei has also been punished... We should look forward." Song Chongjian said seriously.

"How to look forward?" Wang Qianchen asked with a sneer.

"You understand." Song Chongjian said solemnly.

Wang Qianchen stopped talking.

"It was found from Huang Wei." Song Chongjian took out a nearly transparent white pill, handed it to Wang Qianchen, and added, "Just this one, he was planning to ascend to the mountain realm some time later. "

Wang Qianchen took the spiritual pill and remained silent.

"Think for the best." Song Chongjian said, "Thank you for your presence, otherwise Hong Xiaohao will not only die, but no one will know the truth anymore, and he will always bear the grievances underground... Although he sacrificed, his face was very calm. It can be seen that you know that you killed Huang Wei, and you also know that you will tell the truth for him."

"You think quite openly..." Wang Qianchen said with a wry smile.

"I can't think of anything else, I'm just doing this, the brothers who died in front of my eyes are more than the monster slayers you've ever seen... Hong Xiaohao is not bad, at least when he died, he was innocent, how many brothers are still unable to Resting your eyes?" Song Chongjian didn't care about Wang Qianchen's ridicule, but just looked at him with some distress, "Next, you will have to endure more storms."