Urban God-level Selection System

Nangong Ling took the phone, and it seemed that what was playing on the phone was the scene of her exorcising ghosts.

Now, she can really see herself from a third-person perspective.

The woman in the picture is pretty, cold and without losing her provocative arrogance.

Wearing a long red dress, she is graceful and noble in every move.

This is her, but not her.

It could not be her.

She doesn't have that kind of temperament.

The woman in the picture easily supersedes the ghost and reincarnates the ghost wheel, which is beyond her reach now.

Especially, what's the matter of directly restoring your appearance?

Isn't this the legendary change of fate?

The more I watched, the more surprised Nangong Ling became, and now she seemed to not know herself.

Is it really that good?

Seeing Nangong Ling's surprised look, Gu Xun said, "I also guessed that the palace owner would be surprised, and I'm afraid I wouldn't believe it was done by myself.

But in fact, you did it, and we can all witness it. "

Nangong Ling's mind was a little confused, she sorted it out slowly.

When she was conscious, she was with Zhang Wanlin, and the ghost was very rebellious to herself and kissed her.

This is her most unforgettable memory, it is impossible to forget.

Then there was no consciousness at all.

Wake up again, everything is done and done perfectly.

Thinking about it, every time before becoming another self, there is actually one thing in common, that is, Zhang Wanlin is by his side.

This must have a lot to do with him, at least he should know something.

Nangong Ling started to pay attention to Zhang Wanlin for the first time, and planned to dig out the truth from him.

"By the way, the Palace Master."

Gu Xunshuang suddenly said, "You seem to admire Zhang Wanlin very much."

Nangong Ling was taken aback, "Why did you say this?"

"You said it yourself before."

Gu Xun Shuangdao, "You said he is your idol."

Nangong Ling suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Where is Zhang Wanlin, I want to see him."

"Well, it seems that I haven't seen him much. Palace Master, you know he is always out of sight."

Gu Xun double-answered.

"Then you can find him for me."

"Well, well, I will go now."

Headquarters of Lingtiao Bureau.

Qin Feixue recruited Lu Zihua into the office and asked, "Did you watch the live broadcast?"

"Um."

Lu Zihua nodded.

"Any thoughts?"

"I think with her strength, we may not be opponents."

Lu Zihua looked at Qin Feixue: "Palace Master, don't be angry."

Qin Feixue took a sip of the big smoke gun, slowly spit out the smoke, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "You are only half right.

We are indeed not the opponent of this Nangong Ling.

But the other half is that this strength does not come from her. "

"Why does the palace master say that?"

Lu Zihua was puzzled.

Qin Feixue glanced at her slightly: "I know too much about this sister, just as I know myself.

Even if she has the previous emperor's capital and reincarnation, plus the skill of several lifetimes, it is impossible to reach this level.

You know, this kind of height can't be achieved by one person. "

"That Palace Master meant..." Lu Zihua asked hesitantly.

"What I mean is very simple, there is an existence beyond human beings helping her."

Qin Feixue smashed his cigarette, "I am looking for you this time, the purpose is for this.

I want you to investigate secretly and find him out for me. I want to know who he is and what kind of strength he has. "

"Yes!"

This coincides with the idea of ​​Lu Zi's painting.

Since the last time she failed, she has been stubborn and wanted to investigate in detail in person for a long time, and now she has just given her a chance.

"I will definitely complete the task."

"Well, be careful not to be discovered by them, especially the enemy hiding in the dark.

His strength is far beyond you, and he can naturally find you easily..." Before finishing speaking, Qin Feixue suddenly paused, just wanting to realize something suddenly, and staring at the front intently.

His eyes seemed to go through the wall, and he saw something far away.

Then she quickly pinched with her fingers, and the more she pinched, the more excited she became.

"Palace Master..." Lu Zihua asked worriedly.

After a long time, Qin Feixue calmed down and said, "It seems that Nangong Ling has another opponent this time, and this opponent is not too small."

"Can the palace owner please make it clear?"

"Do you know the ghost robbery?"

"Of course I do.

Ghost catastrophes are catastrophes that are side by side with other natural disasters, such as floods and earthquakes. They are the means used to balance everything in nature.

The ghost robbery is one of the most special.

Every period of time, a large amount of yin qi is accumulated in the mortal world, which causes natural imbalance. In order to avoid the imbalance of yin and yang, ghosts are naturally nurtured by yin qi.

The ghost is so powerful that it can be compared with the netherworld and is a disaster for the world, so it is called the ghost robbery. "

"right.

The evil ghosts born by ghosts far surpass ordinary ghosts, and they are considered to be the world's calamity.

The last ghost robbery was one hundred years ago. At that time, the evil spirits washed one party and caused countless deaths of righteous people before it was sealed. "

Qin Feixue laughed and said: "This time the ghost robbery is coming, it is a weird recovery, and the seal of the four parties has been broken. There is no doubt that the right time and place can make it stronger several times.

And my method of attracting ghosts, I am afraid that his first target will be Nangong Ling.

I don't know how to deal with the destined disaster in the face of ghost calamity. "

Beihai, a vast flat land in the mountains, here has another name that makes people fearful-Mass Burial Post.

It was heard that a long time ago, this place was once an important military site, which attracted the two armies to fight, causing countless people to die here and be buried in thick soil.

After that, I heard the calls of ghosts one after another, especially in the middle of the night.

Because it is close to a nearby village and small town, it is also a nearby burial site. For hundreds of years, under the thick soil, no less than three generations have been buried.

The yin and resentment have accumulated here long ago into a thick cloud, which will not dissipate, only to emerge from the cocoon in one day.

When Qin Feixue perceives this place at the same time, the aura here has changed completely.

If anyone has ever come to see here, they will definitely find a strange scene, under the bleak moonlight, black energy can be seen with naked eyes from the burial grounds in all directions, gathered under a simple and simple tombstone.

To be precise, this is not a tombstone, but a stone standing randomly on the ground. The inscription on it has been blurred, but there are still a few big characters that can be vaguely distinguished: Shangguan Ye.

The yin qi gathered more and more, accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves around, gusts of witch wind blew, adding a frightening atmosphere.

A slim figure was shaped.

Her hair was high, tied with a precious hairpin, and a strand of black hair fell by her ears, embellishing her graceful face.

Her facial features are exquisite and graceful, and she looks pure and innocent, with natural agility.

Under the golden silk yellow robe, the figure is tall and beautifully curved.

No matter how you look at it, this is all a relative of the emperor, a high-ranking official, luxurious and noble.

She stood firmly in front of her tombstone, looking at her name: Shangguan Ye.

This name is a long time ago, probably 10,000 years ago.