Practice origin column

Chapter 66

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"What on earth is he going to do?"

Wang Yongquan was puzzled.

Because his cultivation base has reached three dimensions, and his mental domain value far exceeds the one-dimensional microstring level, so he is not at all worried about being discovered by Sikong.

Therefore, he followed Sikong with confidence.

Even, from time to time, he would pretend to be clever and pass by Sikong.

In his eyes, Sikong is already a grasshopper that won't be able to hop for a long time, he can be crushed to death with just a move of his mind.

"The places he has been to seem to be the homes of the victims of the dismemberment case?"

In one day, Sikong moved around in various urban areas, and even traveled across stars to other gathering stars.

So much trouble, just to deliberately anger the victim's family in order to pretend to be Di Ya?

Wang Yongquan naturally knew what Sikong was doing, but it was precisely because of this that it made him even more confused.

Moreover, he vaguely noticed that Sikong didn't seem to have the identity verification of a resident of the empire.

All through smuggling, or taking a black car.

It's not a simple anti-reconnaissance, in order not to leave traces, so as to blind Diya's eyes.

In Wang Yongquan's eyes, Sikong's actions sometimes seemed superfluous. Even if identity authentication was really used, the advantages would outweigh the disadvantages.

There are only two types of people who do not have the status of imperial residents.

star thief.

star slave.

And no matter what kind, they are the targets of Di Ya's capture, even hunting down.

For a while, Wang Yongquan suddenly felt that he was a famous teacher, and he came here for righteousness.

And for some reason, Wang Yongquan didn't know anything about the photos that Sikong 'accidentally' left behind.

"Huh? He seems to be waiting for someone?"

Wang Yongquan stood tall on the building, like a god, looking down at Sikong and entering an alley, and then silently waiting for someone.

After the stock was fermented, the continuous stench came, and Wang Yongquan covered his nose in disgust.

But on the roof full of sundries, I don't know how many yellow excrement has been dried and hung on the roof.

But the taste became more and more pure.

"This village in the city is really a cancer! These people who don't know how to make progress and have no sense of shame are not worthy of being residents of the empire at all, and should be wiped out!"

Wang Yongquan moved his steps in disgust, but looking around, he found that this was the best place to watch.

Suppressing the churning desire in his heart, wanting to slaughter the entire village in the city, Wang Yongquan looked at Sikong coldly.

Leaning the killing intent on him.

"Huh? Who is that person?"

Suddenly, a man carrying a roast duck broke into Wang Yongquan's field of vision.

The man's face is ordinary, his aura is weak, and his footsteps are even more vain, he doesn't look like he has advanced strength.

But for some reason, Wang Yongquan suddenly felt as if something was in his heart. His mouth was dry, his tongue was dry, and he was a little anxious, but he couldn't find the reason.

"Demon? Or?"

Wang Yongquan was engrossed.

A faint sound came through the wind, Wang Yongquan listened carefully with his ears sharpened.

"Tooth, boss, talk too much..."

Wang Yongquan frowned, puzzled by Monk Zhanger's conversation with this scaly claw.

In my heart, I regretted why I didn't choose to activate the ear gene to gain the ability to hear and see like a god.

"Ok?"

Suppressing his thoughts, Wang Yongquan saw that the conversation between Sikong and the man seemed to have collapsed, and Sikong was actually severely taught by the man.

Seeing this, Wang Yongquan felt extremely happy, but then became alert: "This person is not simple, could it be that Sikong came here for him?"

"But obviously, the two of them are not the same way."

Wang Yongquan became more and more uneasy, and the sense of crisis he had honed over the years in life and death reminded him at this moment.

"Something's wrong, withdraw!"

Wang Yongquan was about to leave, but he found that at some point, the space around him seemed to fall into a quagmire, tightly entangled with him.

It's okay if he doesn't move, but when he moves, he sinks deeper and becomes more tightly entangled.

A strong sense of suffocation and oppression came one after another, almost crushing all the bones in his body.

"Four-dimensional spiritual field?!"

Wang Yongquan's complexion changed drastically, his face was like gold paper, and he looked at the ordinary man in the distance in fear.

A car drove by, and the roar of its engine could be heard even by Wang Yong, who was above the building.

And this seemed to sound the death knell, he clearly saw that in the alley far away, a smile appeared on Sikong's mouth at some point.

Cruel, eerie and shocking.

Then, his vision changed.

The surrounding environment changed, and he appeared in the alley instantly.

In front of him, Sikong stood shoulder to shoulder with the ordinary man carrying the roast duck.

"Well, he's the only one, the member of the Fourth Gathering Star Special Operations Group, and he was also responsible for Poison Wolf's arrest yesterday."

Poison Fang smiled coldly, actually there was no need for Sikong to explain, at the level of Wang Yongquan, in his bones and in his eyes, there was a spirit that was different from ordinary people.

The vastness of the imperial government and the evil spirit of the Imperial Ya Bureau can't be concealed no matter what.

Xing Kou and Jing Ya are like cats and mice, and their identities will change all the time.

Just like now.

The fangs walked towards Wang Yongquan slowly, Wang Yongquan was sweating like rain, and the shadow of death was overwhelming.

Suddenly, he looked at Sikong with great sadness, as if his sincerity had been let down in vain.

"Sikong, I'm here to protect you. Think about it, if it weren't for us, Di Ya, you would have been kidnapped by the murderer long ago. You can't avenge your kindness!"

Fang Fang stopped abruptly, turned around, and looked at Sikong with a smile.

Sikong looked calm and said: "Kill it."

"Haha, feel good! I, Venomous Fang, recognize you as my friend!"

Fang Fang laughed loudly, turned his head, and approached Wang Yongquan step by step.

The struggle, despair, insidiousness, and fear on Wang Yongquan's face were like the most exciting movie, Fangfang enjoyed it very much, and watched it with great interest.

For Xing Kou, who lives on the edge of a knife, appreciating the death of his opponent is the happiest thing.

Of course, it is also the most dangerous.

Wang Yongquan raised his head suddenly, and a strand of silver thread came out from his body, splitting his flesh sack in two instantly.

Then, another person who was exactly the same as Wang Yongquan, but more than ten years younger, got out of the flesh bag and broke free from the mental shackles of the fangs.

In an instant, it disappeared in place.

"what--"

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the other side of the alley, and Fangfang walked slowly.

"The method of Gu replacing peach stiffness, let me think about it, oh, it comes from the fifth-level true Gu civilization."

Wang Yongquan's bones and flesh were all crushed, and he became a tattered rag doll, lying on the ground with blood on his face, watching the fangs approaching in fear.

And in his hand, a silver carapace-covered Gu worm was weak, and it was obviously severely injured.

"Tsk tsk, peach stiff son and mother Gu, good stuff, I just accept it with a smile."

Du Fang picked up the silver Gu from Wang Yongquan's hand, and with a wave of his right hand, a spiritual body that was freed from the shackles of the three-dimensional space directly penetrated into Wang Yongquan's body.

"no no……"

Wang Yongquan seemed to understand something, his eyes widened, and tears flowed from his nose in fright.

The spiritual body is picked up and taken away.

A purple-patterned super string furnace carved with imperial teeth architecture appeared in Fang Fang's hands.

It's a pity that this superstring furnace is now completely extinguished and fell into silence.

Among them, there was a child Gu who also fell into a deep sleep.

"Fangfang, hurry up."

Sikong looked at this scene and frowned.

"well……"

Poison Fang nodded, looked at Wang Yongquan, and smiled warmly: "The little brother I just met is in a hurry, so I won't accompany you anymore."

"You, let's go."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Yongquan seemed to have become a paper man, and the strong wind from the ground directly blown him up and swept him into the sky without leaving a trace.

Wang Yongquan's eyes before his death locked Sikong in his eyes, with a sinister look that was unforgettable.

His gaze, like a sharp sword, was about to pierce Sikong.

It's a pity that his strength is not enough to transform his eyes into form, and he has not reached the point where his spirit can affect reality.

dead, also dead.

"It's almost time, Scar and the others have to act..."

(End of this chapter)