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Abbot Huilun was still crying. He was still kowtowing.

He was venting his grievances. He also hated his own weakness.

He originally thought that faith was faith.

Gods were nothing more than a sustenance.

Although his master had punished him with this many times when he was still alive.

But how could Abbot Huilun know that there were real gods in this world!

The real god, Acala!

And another adult who came to the rescue.

He was crying about his past self.

He was wrong.

Master, he was wrong…

He shouldn’t have questioned his master.

He shouldn’t have ignored the chaos in Mingwang Temple for many years.

To the point that he guarded the treasure mountain without knowing it!

To the point that he was obsessed with the devil and almost sold the Qilin Horn!

To the point that he dared to hold an exhibition, resulting in the loss of the Qilin Horn…

It seemed that he suddenly thought of something.

He stopped kowtowing and turned to look at Rimu Shisan with a sharp gaze.

Qilin Horn!

Yes!

There is also Qilin Horn!

Find it back!

Must find it back!!

His expression seemed a little distorted.

To the so-called”thief also has his own code of conduct”���I wish I could eat him alive!

Although Higurashi Jusan was surprised and happy at the moment.

Although the black crow he applied for was scattered into a ball of ash, the Metropolitan Police Department’s guess came true!

What does this mean?

This 590 means that Lord Mizunotsuki has the Metropolitan Police Department in his heart!

This piece of news is more surprising than the divine bird and shikigami sent by Lord Mizunotsuki and Granny Sanzhi.

Even this surprise made my brain confused, and I felt a faint sense of weakness that I couldn’t catch this overwhelming wealth.

But… my legs stood straight in place.

TMD!

Catch it!

I must catch it for you!

If I can’t catch it, Higurashi Jusan thinks he will go crazy.

This is the great joy he got at the risk of his life!

But after Hattori Heiji calmed down for a while, he saw Higurashi Jusan’s red face that wanted to laugh but was suppressed desperately. He immediately showed a strange expression.

What happened to Inspector Higurashi?

So happy? Having a grudge against Myōoji?

But Hattori Heiji didn’t care about these.

He knew that Higurashi Jusan must know the truth.

And the secrets of Myōo and the gods.

Thinking of this.

Hattori Heiji’s eyes changed.

He really wanted to make friends with Higurashi Jusan now.

In fact.

With his identity as a famous detective, he would look down on ordinary police officers who wanted to make friends with him.

Except for them.

Kisaki Eri was also out of strength at this moment. She was so nervous just now, she was really scared.

It didn’t matter to her, but if Xiaolan died here, she was afraid………

“”Inspector Higurashi.”

Higurashi interrupted them.

Now was not the time to relax.

She caught a glimpse of Xiaolan and the others’ pale faces and sighed.

“There is also a unicorn horn, I must find it…Puff!!”

“Mom, mom!”

“Auntie Yingli!”

“Oh no! Did he get too scared?”

“No! His face turned blue, as if he was poisoned. Maybe it was just now……”

Hearing this, Higurashi Jusan hesitated for a while.

Then he asked Xiaolan and the others to take Kisaki Eri to the police car outside.

He wanted to take Kisaki Eri to Lord Mizunotsuki to beg for mercy.

Since it has been confirmed that Lord Mizunotsuki has him in his heart, the Metropolitan Police Department.

Then he can’t get involved too much with Granny Mizunotsuki.

If there is anything, just ask Lord Mizunotsuki.

But… when several people rushed to the outside of Mingouji Temple in a hurry, almost everyone fell silent.

Blood.

There was blood everywhere.

It was like a thick and foul smell, gathered from the flesh and blood of many people, and fermented for several days to form a thick bloodstain.

“Dead, dead? All dead! ?”

Hattori Heiji’s voice trembled.

A bad idea came to his mind.

Could it be that all the people who came to Mingwang Temple to join in the fun today…

Then, how did they survive under the monster’s nose? (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Hattori Heiji had the answer in his mind.

The crow……

“Kaito Kidd……”

Take a deep breath.

Higurashi Jusan stood in front of the Junior Detective Team to avoid leaving any psychological trauma on these kids.

His tone was cold when he was talking about Kaito Kid.

Some people say that Kaito Kid is a chivalrous thief.

Whether he was or not before, Higurashi Jusan had no right to care. (bded)

But now.

He is no longer.

After the few people left in a hurry, Hayasaka Ai finally crawled out of the surrounding ruins in a mess.

She looked around expressionlessly.

Although her expression did not show any obvious fluctuations, the twitching in the corners of her eyes showed that the mood of this spy girl was clearly in turmoil.

Gods, big demons, and the other world.

This is really………

“”Crack!”

Tokyo, Shinomiya residence.

In his hand, he lost his grip and the wine glass fell to the ground.

This caused Shinomiya Kaguya, who was not far away, to bow her head and remain silent.

Shinomiya Yan’an was lost in thought.[]

His eyes were dull, as if he was recalling the scene just now.

And the majestic power that seemed to step out of the screen and hit his heart.

Impossible…

This is impossible!!

The extraordinary realm! ?

How could such a thing exist in this world! ?

Shigong Yan’an’s mind was extremely unstable at the moment.

Because he was a hero.

He was ambitious.

He always believed that the world was what he saw.

His success also showed that he had figured out the obscure rules of this world.

But he was wrong.

The extraordinary realm seemed to have appeared out of nowhere and directly shattered the man’s ambition.

And the Mingwang Temple with a long history is enough to prove that the extraordinary realm seems to have always been there!

Suddenly.

He widened his eyes and thought of the dispute between the aristocratic family and the chaebol that day.

He once firmly believed that the so-called aristocratic family was just a joke.

Now?

It turns out that I, Shigong Yan’an, am the joke… hehe… hehehehehe………

He laughed inexplicably as if to vent his anger. After all, he is the helmsman of the chaebol. His psychological quality is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Aristocratic family… they, or should I say, them?

Where are they hiding?

There are also the Suzuki chaebol, the Metropolitan Police Department, and many small forces that have been making frequent moves recently. Combined with the abnormalities during this period of time.

Shigong Yanan has connected everything reasonably.

The extraordinary power is indeed awe-inspiring, but why do they want to control the flow of information?

There is only one answer…

His eyes suddenly showed a bit of burning.

His heart was like the fuel tank of an old trailer when it started.

If there is no benefit, how could they keep silent? If it was him, Shigong Yanan, if there was a benefit, he would naturally make a fortune quietly.

So.

What kind of benefit is it? Thinking of the god hanging in the air in Mingwang Temple, and the great power that changed the sky in an instant.

Shigong Yanan figured it out.

A solid backer and a harbor to avoid the sea.

Perhaps, there is still a chance to explore the extraordinary field…

to explore the extraordinary? These simple words instantly made Sigong Yanan’s breathing slightly heavier.

The fiery breath brought on the heat in his heart.

He said that he was ambitious.

But at the same time, he was also a sensible person.

The instant change of identity was not enough to shake Sigong Yanan’s”moth to the flame” awe.

Yes, he had made up his mind.