Calamity of Tomorrow

Looking at the leader of the night army in front of him, a stronger sense of threat kept pricking Fang Mo's intuition.

He felt his forehead swell more and more.

Information about Wu Zheng also flashed in his mind.

'The leader of the Donghua City Night Army, a 120-year-old monk, has reached the seventh level of Taoism, and has participated in thousands of battles against demons in his life. '

‘I quit the front line 10 years ago and came to Donghua City to manage the night army. '

'According to reason, Lao Wu should not be suspicious. '

‘But he prevented me from investigating Xiaopei, and he came to me at this time, and this growing sense of threat in my intuition. '

Thinking of this, Fang Mo turned his right hand behind his back, wisps of sword light lingered deep in his palm, ready to go.

He smiled and said, Wuju, I'll take a look casually, what a coincidence, you're here too?

Wu Zheng said warmly: Fang Mo, after I let Qiao Wei take over your affairs, do you have any objections to me? I also want to protect you. Xiaopei's matter involves a fight with the Taoist school's senior management. You rashly intervene in it. The pressure is too great.

As your leader, of course I want to protect you. Don't worry, Qiao Wei is in charge, and I will supervise it personally. Xiao Pei's affairs will not be left alone. You have to trust the leaders and the arrangements above.

Of course I understand the painstaking efforts of the Wuju Bureau. Fang Mo said gratefully: So I want to take advantage of this free time to come to the Taoist school to study more, and investigate Zhou Bai and Zuo Lu's affairs by the way, to get to know their bottom line.

Wu Zheng smiled, and approached Fang Mo step by step: Come, come, come to my house, let's get together, how long has it been since you had dinner with me?

Fang Mo said: No need, I still have something to do, I really have something to do, let's go first.

Wu Zheng's expression was serious, he looked at Fang Mo and said, Fang Mo, do you still have a problem with me?

I remember when I first came to Donghua City to take charge of the night army, you were still an ordinary night army member.

But when I saw you for the first time, I saw the fighting spirit in your eyes, and I knew that this kid could do it. So I brought you up step by step, and you didn't disappoint me.

Although we have different considerations at work now, we are still friends, right?

Fang Mo smiled and said, Of course we are friends.

Wu Zheng stretched out his hand: Then shake hands before leaving.

Fang Mo was slightly taken aback, looking at the gloved hands of the other party, he always felt something was wrong: No need...

There seemed to be a cold glint in Wu Zheng's eyes: I still have a problem with the old leader? It's fine if you don't want to have dinner with me, an old man, at least shake hands before leaving.

The primordial power of up to 7999 points rose up, which put Fang Mo under tremendous pressure.

Fang Mo estimated that with his fifth level strength, he would not be able to compete against the opponent no matter what.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his palms and held them together.

The primordial power surged all over his body, the sword was ready to go, and he was even ready to explode the primordial spirit, but Wu Zheng seemed to really just shake hands with him, and said with a smile: Okay, then next time we have dinner together, don't you have something to do? Go get busy.

Fang Mo glanced at Wu Zheng unexpectedly, a little surprised that the other party did not make a move, nodded towards him, then turned and left, leaving with great vigilance, but he still did not receive any attack after he was hundreds of meters away from Wu Zheng.

Seeing Fang Mo who turned to leave, the smile on Wu Zheng's face slowly disappeared, and an unpredictable brilliance radiated from his eyes.

On the other side, Fang Mo turned and left, but walked faster and faster. After turning a corner, he rushed towards the crowded road.

What's going on? Could it be that my intuition is wrong? Fang Mo: Wu Zheng didn't intend to harm me?

Fang Mo couldn't figure it out, but the sense of threat became more and more serious, more and more frightening, as if a sharp long knife followed him everywhere and would penetrate his back anytime and anywhere.

Is he still chasing me? Fang Mo's expression froze: He wants to do something here?

Just when Fang Mo felt that the sense of threat had risen to an extreme level, there was a pop sound, and a big hole was opened in his right ankle instantly, and blood flowed out like a spring.

After Fang Mo rolled over, Yuanshen force supported his body and continued to move forward.

But his mind was filled with astonishment: 'What's going on? '

'What kind of attack is it? '

'Why……'

He looked at himself being completely pierced through the ankle: ...I didn't feel it at all...

Pooh!

Pooh!

Pooh!

Fang Mo snorted, and saw that his remaining hands and the other foot were completely penetrated.

He fell to the ground, his primordial power extended towards every inch of space around him, and he kept perceiving everything around him with the most sensitive posture.

temperature……

humidity……

wind speed...

heat...

The shaking of the ground...

But none of the enemies could sense it.

He tried his best to control his breathing, and he treated the wound urgently with his primordial power, but he was still helpless against the weird attack.

'It's troublesome. ’ Fang Mo’s body shook slightly, and he felt two wounds burst out on his chest and abdomen again, and his internal organs were almost stirred into a mess.

'Cut... I never thought I would die here. ’ Fang Mo’s mouth kept bleeding, and he felt that the power in his body was constantly passing away. He could only transfer the primordial power to fill his body, and temporarily maintain the body’s operation.

But even so, when his primordial power is exhausted, he will die.

At least give the information to...

He looked at the entrance of the street not far from him, and the power of the primordial spirit spread over, but he felt the sea of ​​consciousness faint for a while, the scene in front of him seemed to be in a trance, his brain's thinking speed seemed to be continuously decreasing, and waves of dizziness gradually came to his heart.

'Persevere, Fang Mo, don't die in vain. ’ Suddenly his eyes lit up: Lin Muqing?

Being lightly touched by Fang Mo's primordial power, Lin Muqing, who was walking on the road, turned around unexpectedly: Fang team?!

Don't come here. Someone is attacking me. I haven't cracked the attack method yet. Don't move. Listen to me. Fang Mo said via voice transmission: There is something wrong with the Xuanmu Secret Treasure. The demon left something in it last time. It must be thoroughly investigated.

Lin Muqing was stunned: I'll call the guard to help you...

No, all my internal organs have been strangled, and I'm sure to die. Fang Mo said, Go on, pretend nothing happened, and report this matter to...

He thought for a while, and said firmly, Go and tell Zhao Shouyi, he is absolutely fine.

Lin Muqing: Does anyone else know about this?

Fang Mo: No, so you must have nothing to do. Leave me alone and go to Zhao Shouyi immediately...

Oh~~ Then I'm relieved. Lin Muqing smiled slightly: So this is what you want to report.

Fang Mo's face changed slightly: You...

With a bang, Fang Mo's head was completely thrown into a mess.

Lin Muqing walked up with a smile, but when passing by the shadow at the entrance of the alley, his figure changed for a while, and he became the one-eyed man who once searched Lin Muqing's room.

He kicked Fang Mo's body away, looked at the scratches on the opponent's body, and said with a sneer, It's really entangled. He casually rubbed away the scratches on the ground with his feet, and then continued to walk along Fang Mo's bloodstains. Looking at the marks on the wall dripped with blood, he stretched out his palm, and all of them were destroyed.

That's all right.

Another voice rang out: No, you underestimate my old friend too much.