Under One Person: God Profiler

Even so, knowing how formidable the two were, Yuan Tao couldn't help but close her eyes...

My life is over...

Chapter 79 Xia Huaisang and Yuan Tao (1)

The dragon-patterned pattern formed a blue light shield, and under its full power, a dragon-fish could be vaguely seen swimming within it.

Xiao Zizai and Xia Linyuan remained unfazed by the bizarre scene, showing no fear whatsoever. Their sole focus was on destroying Yuan Tao's magical artifact.

Bang

The two collided with a loud bang, causing leaves to fall in a rustling sound. A gust of wind surged around the three of them. The protective shield formed by the dragon shattered instantly, but then a ray of light appeared on Yuan Tao's body.

Xia Linyuan, with his sharp eyes, immediately noticed. He put away the chains, channeled his inner energy, and without any regard for his elders, turned and delivered a spinning kick.

The force penetrated the shield's light and struck his body directly.

"cough!"

Yuan Tao coughed, his body curled up like a shrimp, and he lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Zizai formed a dragon claw in his hand, crushed the shield light, and removed Yuan Tao's little green hat, tossing it aside. Revealing his Mediterranean hairstyle, he looked at Xia Linyuan.

Xia Linyuan's skin gradually faded and returned to normal. He understood and said, "Okay."

A chilling smile instantly appeared on Xiao Zizai's lips. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a gleaming small knife. Yuan Tao, exhausted, was already powerless to resist.

Under Yuan Tao's shocked gaze, he stabbed at Yuan Tao's hand without hesitation.

Just as it was about to strike.

A headless corpse charged forward, shoving Yuan Tao aside before being stabbed hard. Xiao Zizai raised an eyebrow, about to make a move, when he saw irregular cracks appear on the corpse, with a faint red light flickering within.

Xiao Zizai and Xia Linyuan's pupils contracted.

Retreat immediately!

next moment

The corpse exploded! Flesh and blood formed arrows from the massive impact, shooting in all directions.

Xia Linyuan activated the Golden Light Spell, spreading golden light across its surface. The flesh-and-blood arrows only stopped after penetrating an inch.

Xiao Zizai had practiced the Golden Bell Shield technique and managed to withstand it. His clothes were tattered, and there were several small holes in his skin from which tiny drops of blood oozed.

As for Dou Le, who had been paddling along, he was comfortably hiding behind a large rock.

Xia Linyuan's expression darkened slightly.

The soul was destroyed. This means Su Jing killed someone! And in full view of everyone!

Xiao Zizai's expression was also not good.

The easy money slipped through my fingers.

That Su Jing deserves to die.

Xia Linyuan looked around and saw that the simpleton was still lying on the ground.

Just as he was about to step forward, a man in a brown uniform walked up. He nodded to Xia Linyuan and said, "Good morning, sir. I am an employee of the North China Company, employee number 2934525. I have received instructions from Director Xu. Thank you for your hard work!"

Xia Linyuan glanced at Dou Le, who shook his head slightly. Xia Linyuan smiled and nodded, "It's no trouble at all; it's what we should do."

A smile appeared on the employee's face, and his eyes drifted towards the simpleton: "That...this Quanxing demon..."

Xia Linyuan blocked his view: "You can take the others with you, but leave this one behind."

other people?

The employee glanced at the blood-soaked surroundings and his lips twitched.

Are the others referring to this poor man who didn't even have a complete corpse?

Circumstances dictate our actions; with such a meager salary, is it really worth offending anyone?

Here you go, here you go.

The employee nodded: "Okay, I'll take the rest of you..."

As the employee finished speaking, several more people emerged from the bushes. They had originally intended to confirm the identity of the body. The man who had been fried into mincemeat wanted to confirm with Dou Le. The deceased was Hu Ke.

Several other corpses were possessed by Su Jing's paper spirit and escaped.

This shows that those who do evil will not have a good end.

.......

"Idiot! Where's Idiot?!"

The dense forest was narrow, and the headless corpse carried Yuan Tao as they ran wildly.

Yuan Tao's eyes widened as she roared furiously at the corpse! The noise was driving Su Jing crazy!

"Senior Yuan, it's good enough that we can run. We can't worry about anything else now. Han Dan is too heavy to move, we can't save him!"

"go back!"

"what?!"

"...Use your paper spirit to rescue the idiot!"

"Senior Yuan! I made a great sacrifice to save you. The one I blew up was the soul of a master from the Fire Virtue Sect. If someone from the Fire Virtue Sect suddenly dies, they will definitely trace it back to me! You want me to blow up another one?"

Su Jing said in disbelief.

Yuan Tao's face turned pale, then purple. Finally, she said to Su Jing, "Go find Xia Liuqing!"

"why?"

"The Xia family of Nuo Opera! They are descendants of Yu the Great. In the world of supernatural beings, those who possess divine masks are definitely fewer than five! That kid knows a divine mask; it's definitely related to Xia Liuqing! And... he even plays ghosts..."

Yuan Tao's face turned ashen as he drifted into memories; back then, he was not yet thirty...

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His father sat arrogantly in his chair, shouting, "Divine craftsmanship! Divine craftsmanship refined a hundred times! Is there really such a divine skill in the world! Manipulating and transforming objects in one go, hahaha! One day of weapon forging is equivalent to decades of our time! Hahaha, absurd! Son, wait for me to teach this person who spreads such nonsense a lesson."

"How can the forging of weapons always be as one wishes!"

"Yes, Dad! Tear his mouth apart!"

half year later.

On a rainy night, a tall, middle-aged man pushed open the door, his eyebrows and eyes painted with black sandpaper.

Behind him was a cloud of black mist, carrying a man who looked like a dead dog.

"Who are you!"

The young Yuan Tao looked at the middle-aged man with suspicion.

The middle-aged man ignored him and walked straight into the house. Only then did Yuan Tao realize that the black mist was exactly the same as the legendary bull's head.

And the bull-headed creature was carrying his own father!

"Father! What's wrong?!"

Yuan Tao said in shock.

Perhaps it was Yuan Tao's cry that woke the man, for his tightly closed eyes twitched slightly and he opened them.

Their eyes met. Yuan Tao took a step back. What kind of eyes were those?

Turbid, insane, persistent...

Is this really my father?

The man opened his eyes. His son didn't say a word, but struggled violently, pleading with the middle-aged man, "Huai Sang! Huai Sang! I beg you! Let me see that divine skill again! I beg you!"

Xia Huaisang's expression was cold, tinged with sadness: "Yuanzhuang, you've gone mad."

"No, no, I didn't! I saw the end of weapon forging! I saw what I've always wanted in life! Huai Sang, help me! I don't need the original, just make a copy for me! Just one copy!"

Yuan Zhuang pleaded desperately, her eyes wide open as if they were about to pop out. The blood vessels in her pupils were clearly visible.

Xia Huaisang sighed deeply.

The bull's head behind him suddenly moved, its arms as thick as old trees, and flung Yuan Zhuang away violently.

boom!

Yuan Zhuang crashed into the wall, blood spilling from his mouth, and his body slowly slid down.

"Hehehe..."

Yuan Zhuang wore a foolish smile.

Xia Huaisang clenched his fists: "Yuanzhuang, you son of a bitch, don't force me to kill you!"

The temperature around them dropped several degrees in an instant.

Yuan Tao looked terrified and secretly pinched a magical artifact.

In this tense atmosphere, Yuan Zhuang suddenly came to her senses, shaking her head. She looked at Xia Huaisang in disbelief.

Damn it! Kill?