The Glorious Summoner

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In the dark night, a lightning bolt from the clouds landed directly on the small square outside Wuyou Building without warning, shocking the surrounding people.

As soon as the lightning disappeared, I saw the iron-faced man holding Xia Ping'an's hand, already appearing here.

The police have pulled up a cordon outside the Wuyou Building.

Just now the iron-faced man came here with Xia Ping’an and used the technique of thunder escape. To Xia Ping’an, it’s like riding a super roller car. In the whistling of electric lights, the whole person suddenly goes up and down. , Dizzy for a few seconds, has rushed over.

The iron-faced man is really good at breaking.

"Who is it?" Looking at the lightning that suddenly appeared here and the two people who appeared after the lightning, a few policemen suddenly gathered around.

Xia Ping'an took out his portable inspector token, and lighted it to the policemen. The attitudes of the policemen changed, and they immediately retreated.

Xia Pingan didn't say much, and went directly to Wuyou Building through the cordon with the iron-faced man.

A pair of patrolling adjudication army squads have surrounded this place. Xia Ping’an revealed his identity. The leader of the adjudication army looked at the token Xia Ping’s arrived at and asked, “This is not the Donggang District. Your lord is investigating it before. Is the case of Master Shuiyue?"

"No, this person owed me a lot of money before. I heard that something happened. Come and check to see if he ran away. Brother, please help me!" Xia Ping'an said.

"Oh!" Hearing Xia Ping'an say this, the ruling army team did not stop it, so it was a convenience to let Xia Ping'an and the iron-faced man go upstairs.

The smell in the Wuyou building was a bit pungent, with an unspeakable stench, a pool of pus and blood outside the building, and a pool of pus and blood inside the building.

The two came directly to the pool of pus and blood in the Wuyou building, Xia Ping'an frowned slightly, looking at the pool of pus and blood.

Fushen Boy arrived here earlier than the two of them, so Xia Ping’an already knew everything that happened here—just now, Master Shuiyue in the Wuyou Building and the little boy next to him were in full view. Without a word, it suddenly turned into pus and blood, which scared the people who came here to account for the dream to death. He hurriedly called the police, and the ruling army squad that received the news also hurriedly came.

After investigation, the ruling army team found that there was no trace of the summoner's action here, and the two pools of pus and blood were suspected of being poisoned.

The iron-faced man squatted in front of a pool of pus and blood, took a close look, stood up, and said to Xia Ping An, "This is a kind of poison called ecstasy. For a poisoned person, the soul and blood of the whole person will dissolve little by little. Nothing will be left!"

Xia Ping'an nodded and searched in the Wuyou Building, but did not find any other clues. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and let the dream demon run away.

This pus-blooded Master Shuiyue and Master Shuiyue's followers are definitely one of the puppets controlled by the Dream Demon.

The dream demon made this Master Shuiyue slander in the upper capital with his identity. The dream demon is remotely controlled, and the dream demon should have other identities and hidden points in the upper capital, so it will not be exposed easily.

The cunning of this dream monster is beyond imagination.

Once he discovered that his whereabouts were exposed, the Dream Demon immediately docked his tail to survive, causing the Master Shuiyue to "self-destruct" directly, and even the Fushen Boy could not find any trace of the Dream Demon.

This also indirectly proved that the sword he threw did not kill the dream monster.

The trail of the dream demon that had just been caught was so broken.

But this time it’s not completely unprofitable, at least the dream demon is not so easy to hide again, the dream demon broke a right hand in the spirit world, so no matter what means the dream demon has, his right hand should be abolished, what kind of elixir It is impossible to save the magic medicine, so it will be easier to lock the dream monster.

Xia Ping'an and the iron-faced man exited the Wuyou Building and walked on the street outside.

"That Master Shuiyue really owes you a lot of money?" The Iron Masked Man asked. In fact, until now, the Iron Masked Man didn't know why Xia Ping rushed to come here as soon as he woke up from the secret room.

"Fake!" Xia Ping'an said without thinking, "The real Master Shuiyue is the Dream Demon, and the dead one is a puppet!"

The iron-faced man took a breath, "Dreammon?"

"Yes it is!"

"You have been in the basement secret room these few days, and I'm still worried that you won't be able to wake up, how did you know?" the iron-faced man asked unbelievably.

"So, why do you think I haven't woke up these few days? I had a fight with the dream demon in my dream and cut off one of the dream demon's hands. If you see someone without a right hand, pay more attention to that person. Maybe it's a dream monster. You can keep this news. Keep it secret for the time being!" Xia Ping'an shrugged and smiled and touched his stomach, "Let’s go, find a place for me to ask you to eat something. I haven’t eaten for a few days. I'm so hungry!"

The iron-faced man took a deep look at Xia Pingan, and felt that Xia Pingan was too unpredictable.

The two of them found a restaurant nearby, and Xia Pingan ordered a table of food and gobbled it up.

Xia Pingan looks like everything is normal, but the iron-faced man still notices that Xia Pingan’s look is slightly different from usual. When eating, Xia Pingan is a little calmer than usual, not as casual as usual, and his eyes occasionally become deep. It seems to be thinking about something.

The matter of the dream demon is indeed endless, and there is still a tail. Xia Ping’an had to carefully consider the consequences of the blood demon cult knowing that he could enter the spirit world. This time, although he temporarily relieved the dream of him Threatened, but to a certain extent, he was completely exposed to the blood demon cult.

Xia Ping'an had to face it carefully.

The death of Master Shuiyue, on this evening, except that it caused some disturbances in the circle of dream masters in the upper capital, there was almost no much movement. After the ruling army investigated and came to a conclusion of suicide by taking poison, it was only Not many people care.

The resources of the ruling army are also limited, and the death of a slanderous dream occupant, in front of the capital, is really nothing.

After eating with the iron-faced man, he returned to the rented courtyard again. Xia Ping'an calculated the time and found that the killer who was looking for his own life in the Huang family was probably going to the capital in the next few days.

...

Two days later, I went to the pier in the Donggang District of Beijing City...

"Woo woo woo..." In the loud whistle, a 10,000-ton-class Azure passenger ship slowly docked at a berth at the pier.

When the passenger ship stopped, the passengers on the passenger ship rushed down from the passenger ship just like the flood of the floodgate, holding large bags and small packages as salutes.

Such a scene can be seen in the dock area every day.

The prosperous Shangjing City attracts countless people to the city every day.

A man in his thirties, with a ugly appearance, a thin body, a pair of round glasses, a gentle appearance, a little laboriously carrying a half-old leather suitcase and wearing a gray short coat, was also squeezed in the crowd. Carrying the suitcase and pouring out.

Anyone who sees that man will not pay too much attention to that man. When he sees that man, he feels that he is the kind of ordinary person who comes to the capital to escape. It may be an ordinary accountant or a young man. Clerk or something.

There are many such people in Shangjing. They come to Shangjing with all kinds of dreams, wanting to make a fortune and get ahead, but it won’t take long before this city will let them understand what the hardships of life are—these group of people share rent. The basement, the dark, leaky and noisy old and small buildings, and those heavy low-income lives, staying up late, working overtime, and the long torment of a few hours on the way to and from get off work every day will drain their bodies within a few years. The last trace of enthusiasm made them leave the city sadly. Then, new people will continue to come...

The man carried his suitcase and finally walked out of the port.

Looking at the city in front of him, a cold light flashed in the man’s eyes, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unknowingly. It’s been a long time since I took a job from Shangjing. This time the other party paid a high price, and the goal was just A small inspector, this task is not difficult.

However, a small inspector of the adjudication army has to do it himself, so the client is really rich.

Seeing the crowd surging around, the cold light in the man's eyes and the smile at the corner of his mouth disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the crowd suddenly disappeared, mixed in the crowd, and walked out of the port gate.

The moment the man walked out of the port, two people walked over from the gate and took the man's arms.

The man was taken aback for a moment and looked at the man holding his left arm-the man was wearing an iron mask and couldn't see his face, but his breath was strong and cold.

The man holding his right arm, in his forties, has a thin face, prominent cheekbones, and a rough and dark skin on his face. A hooked nose looks exceptionally fierce, and the breath on his body is also frightening. He was staring at him with a cruel look of gloat.

"Ah, who are you, I don't know you, I don't have money, I take the bus, don't take the carriage..." said the man with his arms pretending to be panicked.

The iron-faced man holding his left arm just moved his fingers, and a faint blue electric arc penetrated his body from his hand~www.novelmt.com~ completely paralyzed his whole body, and The guy who looked at him with gloating cruel eyes, even more swiftly and neatly sealed his secret mandala with a needle.

There is not even a chance to resist.

"Hehehe, pretending to look alike, it doesn't matter, you will know who we are soon..." Yan Xiwei smiled.

A black carriage came from the side and stopped by the side of the road. The carriage door opened. Xia Pingan was sitting in the carriage with a smile on her face, holding a wine glass with red wine in her hand, and looking at it with sympathy. To the man who was crossed by the iron-faced man and Yan Xi.

When the man saw Xia Pingan, his face finally changed. He had seen this face in the portrait of the mission, but it was impossible to run.

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