real world

Thunder and real fire fell on it, and it was difficult to cause too much damage.

Being whipped and stabbed by the big black umbrella, there was a sound of gold and iron.

Ghost Xiu was furious and started to fight back.

At the same time, he has already vaguely guessed the identity of the visitor.

A lot of black air was coming out of his body, the sky above his head was overcast, and a lot of black clouds were rolling.

Boom!

It blasted an extremely cold energy, like a mountain, pressing down on Song Xiao.

Song Xiao rushed in front of it and used the Peng Claw Technique.

The sharp claws instantly inserted into the strong body of this ghost cultivator, and tore it hard...

Instantly tear off a large piece of meat!

He added a thunderbolt and a real fire to the wound.

Ghost Xiu let out a heart-piercing howl.

In the world, it has never suffered such a big loss from bursting.

The man in front of him was so fierce that he couldn't add it.

It's almost like a humanoid weapon, and every blow makes it feel like the end is imminent.

It's also crazy.

A raging yin fire was burning on his body, and it burned towards Song Xiao furiously.

Roaring, exuding endless cold thoughts, threatening Song Xiao: "I am a subordinate of the Ghost King of Dongcheng County, you took something you shouldn't, and the Ghost King will not let you go!"

"If you are sensible, quickly hand over your things, then kneel down and kowtow to me to admit your mistake, maybe I can let you go..."

Song Xiao remained silent, and kept making shots.

The safety buckle on the chest releases soft energy, together with the dazzling golden light, it forms a solid defense.

It's just that the spiritual power is not enough.

Such a fierce fight regardless of the consequences and the cost is quite astonishing.

Song Xiao decided to make a quick decision.

Seeing the opportunity, run the Golden Body Sutra to condense the golden light into a golden sword.

Clenching the long sword hilt tightly with both hands——

Cut across!

The golden light seemed to cut open the void!

This mighty ghost cultivator let out an earth-shattering scream on the spot, and his body was cut in half.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Song Xiao's mouth again.

In a state of severely overdrawn spiritual power, his body was overwhelmed.

But he remained silent, swung the golden sword condensed with golden light, and chopped the ghost cultivator who had been cut in half but not directly dead into pieces.

Each piece is thrown with a real fire.

A faint blue flame rises up!

The fragments all over the ground are still crazily restless, jumping, trying to gather together.

Song Xiao cut again!

Burn again!

Just when he was about to lose his hold, there was a ding sound, and a large ultra-yin spar appeared.

The other pieces were instantly burned to ashes!

This ghost cultivator was finally completely killed.

Song Xiao looked around, and it was already empty at this moment.

Those spirit bodies who were lucky enough to survive just now had already fled like bereaved dogs.

The golden lightsaber dissipated in his hand.

He took out the big black umbrella and leaned on it like a cane, panting violently with a pale face.

a long time.

Only then did he regain his composure.

Put away the big black umbrella, grab two handfuls of crystal sand, and start to recover.

In the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed.

During this period, news continued to come from his mobile phone and Heavenly Court Token.

But he has no time to care.

Song Xiao didn't stop practicing until he replenished half of the exhausted spiritual power in his body.

At this moment, his mood has completely calmed down.

Although I am still very sad and angry, I can use a calm state of mind to examine my heart.

He stood up silently and looked around.

Then he walked towards the depths of the abandoned manor, came to one of the rooms, walked to the northeast corner, and took out an alloy knife.

excavation.

The hard concrete floor was as fragile as tofu in front of the alloy knife, and he soon dug a big hole.

Song Xiao didn't stop.

When the dug was about two meters deep, a large hole suddenly appeared, and the bottom was dark and exuded a cold atmosphere.

It is here.

Song Xiao jumped down.

After half an hour.

His figure appeared on the ground again.

This is indeed the hideout set up in the capital by the Ghost King of Dongcheng County, and it hides a lot of wealth!

There are more than [-] catties of finely divided crystal stones, [-] to [-] gold bars of [-] grams, a number of various antiques, calligraphy and paintings, more than a dozen plants of yin and cold medicinal materials suitable for ghost cultivation, and more than a dozen types of highly poisonous plants and minerals. .

In addition, there are 8000 million in cash.

Song Xiao was a little puzzled when he found out, but then he found a lot of dead bones in the manor.

Some are old and some look fresh.

It must be the people who were killed by these evil spirits.

Then the origin of these gold bars and antique cash is relatively easy to explain.

It's a pity that the innocent souls of these bones have long since disappeared, and there is no resentment at all.

Probably completely obliterated.

He took away the ghost king's hideout in Dongcheng County, not only to avenge Lao Zheng, but also to express his anger for these innocent souls who died in vain.

But it's not over yet.

Taking away a den is just collecting some interest.

The evil spirits dissipated, and everything here began to slowly return to normal.

Song Xiao took out her mobile phone and saw a large number of missed calls and messages on it, almost all of which were from Wang Peng and Wan Guosong.

The same is true in the token of heaven.

The two were very anxious, afraid that he would be in danger.

With a sigh, he sent a message to both of them - I'm fine.

Then he dialed Jiang Daoming's private number.

Even though it was late at this time, Jiang Daoming picked up the phone immediately, without any discomfort in his tone.

He smiled and asked, "Is there something wrong, Xiao Song?"

"I would like to ask you for a favor..." Song Xiao thought about his words, "Zheng Ting died in battle, and it was done by the ghost king's subordinates in Dongcheng County. I took away their den and got some property. I hope Can you help me deal with it, exchange it for money, and find a way to live under Zheng Ting's name."

Although Song Xiao's few words contained a lot of information, Jiang Daoming understood it right away.

"Okay, no problem!" He responded quickly.

Then he said with some regret: "Zheng Ting...It's a pity, he was also a fierce general back then."

"Is it convenient for you now? Let's make an appointment, and I will take someone to deal with it immediately!"

"Convenient, thank you!"

"Don't be so polite with me, I'll send you a location, just come here!"

"it is good!"

……

a few days later.

Old Zheng's funeral.

Song Xiao saw his family members—the wife who endured the grief, and the daughter who wept silently.

This scene made Song Xiao's already calm mood become very depressed again.

People from the second division, including Wan Guosong, Wang Peng, Zhang Jing, Li Dongpeng, and Bai Shanqi, all came.

There were also many new faces that Song Xiao didn't know, who also came to see Lao Zheng off.

Li Xuan, the chief of Section [-], who had never been on good terms with Zheng Ting, also brought people over to express his condolences.

He and Zheng Ting's wife were former colleagues, and they had known each other for many years, so they walked over to comfort them softly.

Chen Yangxu, Chen Lu, Yang Ting and the others stood silently aside, with sadness on their faces.

From the day they joined Heavenly Court, they have heard similar stories from many seniors.

But in less than a month, colleagues have died one after another, which can be regarded as seeing the cruel side of the practice world.

Apotheosis after death?

After all, there is a separation between yin and yang!

Li Xuan stood beside Zheng Ting's wife, his elegant face was full of seriousness.

For a long time, the really dangerous group in Tianting is the field staff, and the interior staff is always safe.

It is not much different from office workers in other occupations.

Looking at it now, this back office...is also a huge risk!

After Lao Zheng was transferred to the back office, he was an ordinary and honest man. He worked diligently and made money to support his family. He always smoked and drank only the cheapest ones.

Such a person should have lived a safe life, but now he died young because of a group of increasingly rampant demons and ghosts.

It's really unsatisfactory.

In the final analysis, this world is ultimately based on strength.

No strength, no one has the reputation of heaven, but no one buys it.

Looking at Song Xiao who was standing silently not far away, Li Xuan showed a hint of approval in his eyes.

He heard that on the night Zheng Ting was killed, it was Song Xiao who discovered it first. Not only did he behead the murderers on the spot, but he also killed the murderers in their lair very ferociously, taking over a large stronghold.

If there are more people like this in Heavenly Court, maybe there is still a chance.

Although Tianting's office is terrible, the pensions for employees who died in battle are very high.

There are 500 million people at Zheng Ting's level.

Before Song Xiao and the others came, they also collected more than 200 million yuan, which was handed over by Wan Guosong to Old Zheng's wife.