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5 minute later.

Cheng Gong really hated the two-thirds luck adjuster on his little finger now.

Who the hell invented this thing and added a probability!
Two-thirds, two-thirds, two-thirds is just a probability!With a two-thirds probability, someone will definitely choose the wrong one out of three times.

You ask him why he knows.He has been chasing along this road for 5 minutes without seeing anyone, how could he not know.

And he could see clearly that the color of the luck monitor next to him was getting lighter and weaker.

Assi.

This thing is really a pit sometimes.tiankeng.

Cheng Gong closed his eyes.A map of Yanshan came to mind.From where he was standing, until he left the boundary of Yanshan Mountain.If all the choices are correct, there are four more choices to be made.If he completely relied on the two-thirds luck adjuster, he would make at least one mistake out of four times, but as long as he made a mistake once, he would have to make another choice.

If such a probability is calculated, only a little more than half of them can find Ning Yingxi.

Could it be that he collected so many things from the underworld last time, but he couldn't use any of them at this time?

At this moment, he found that he really wanted a special police dog.It is the kind that can find people by smell.It's not that he didn't think about using Wangchuan boatman's wine to "lure" one from the special forces guarding the Ning family today.It's just that the speed of ordinary police dogs is too slow.

Cheng Gong rubbed his forehead.His eyes lit up.I don't know if Chituma has this function?

Didn't he have a red rabbit horse cub given by Lu Dashen?

Never mind, give it a try.

Cheng Gong thought about it.A snow-white horse appeared in front of his eyes.He shook his horse's head and snorted.

This is a cub?Or the little red rabbit?Isn't Lu Bumo teasing him?

The little red rabbit walked towards Cheng Gong, put his head on Cheng Gong's neck, and rubbed it.

Cheng Gong was a little taken aback.

Can he say that he seems to have heard the voice of the little red rabbit?

"The master wants me to be a horse, so I will be a horse."

Cheng Gong: Produced by Hades, they are indeed "exquisite" products.

"Master summoned me, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Cheng Gong quickly took out a shawl.This is what he was going to let the police dogs sniff, but it was too slow and he gave up.Now I hope the little red rabbit can be useful.

"Can you help me find this person?" Cheng Gong's state can only be described in one sentence.

A dead horse is a living horse doctor.

"Of course. It's very simple." Little Chitu raised his head and shook his head.

"Then let's set off quickly, ah." Cheng Gong patted the little Chitu on the head, and the little Chitu knelt in front of Cheng Gong, signaling Cheng Gong to get on the horse.

Cheng Gong: .
In fact, he can go up without this.

"Let's go." Cheng Gong patted the little red rabbit's neck.

"Sit down, master. Let's go!" The little red rabbit kicked its hooves, and then rushed out.

Cheng Gong was so frightened that he quickly hugged the little red rabbit's neck.

The speed of this little red rabbit seems to be faster than his full running speed.

Sure enough, they are the descendants of God Horse.

Cheng Gong secretly blushed.

He is probably the only one in the world who can use Chitu as a police dog.

I don't know if Lu Dashen's Chitu knew that he treated his cubs like this, would he kill him?

Yanbei Lingshan.

Ah Jiang looked at Lin Zhengtao who was burned by him in the Nether Soul Flame.what.Maybe he should be called, Bruce.

"From the Qing Dynasty to the present, you have been caught by me after all." Ah Jiang stood in front of Bruce, who was surrounded by ghost fog chains, with his hands behind his back.The dark blue light of the Nether Soul Flame reflected Bruce's face strangely.

Bruce looked up.The corners of his lips curled slightly.

"You think. Are you still that Qin Guang Wang Jiang?" Bruce's eyes were full of ridicule towards A Jiang, "You are just a clone. A clone who stays in the world for a woman."

Ah Jiang smiled. "Yeah. I'm just a clone." Taking a step closer, he looked directly at Bruce. "I'm just a clone to catch you and send you back to where you should be."

Bruce laughed too. "Do you think you really caught me?" By the way, he added mockingly, "Do you think I'm still the same Bruce from 100 years ago?"

Ah Jiang's eyebrows sank slightly. "What's the meaning?"

Bruce raised the corners of his lips, "Hell, the majestic leader of China's Ten Palaces, won't forget what is the characteristic of this 'Ghost Soul Flame'?"

Nether Soul Flame.According to legend, it is the flame used to burn the sins of the soul in the [-]th hell of the underworld.

Its characteristic is to wash away sins.

"Heh." Bruce laughed, "I came here for eternal life, how can I really see myself taking on the sins and not having a chance for eternal life?"

Being caught by him was always just a trick.

A strategy that he had planned perfectly.

A thick ghost mist had already appeared in Ah Jiang's hands.It is about to form a sickle when it tosses.

Bruce's face remained the same, but the ridicule in his eyes was thickened again.

"I've warned you a long time ago. You're only a half-step cultivator. You can't do anything to me." Bruce grinned his white teeth, but under the reflection of the Nether Soul Flame, he looked very eerie.

Use both hands together.The chains of ghost fog wrapped around him were broken layer by layer.

Ah Jiang's sickle instantly condensed and swung towards Bruce.

Bruce sneered.In the next second, he appeared in front of Ah Jiang.The right hand happened to hold Ah Chiang's hand that was still holding the sickle.

"Although I can't kill you, it's enough to trap you." Bruce's other hand raised a ghostly fog that was almost real, and slapped A Jiang fiercely.

Nether Soul Flame.For ordinary living souls without spiritual power, it is naturally torture.And because ordinary living souls have limited endurance, the power to cleanse the sins can only be controlled to a very small force, and the natural time will be infinitely extended.There is also the so-called "never be reincarnated".

But for a ghost cultivator like him who devoured living souls to improve his cultivation and left behind a sinful body, the Nether Soul Flame was more than just torture.But as long as the evil on him can be reduced, the remaining evil on him will reduce the suppression of his own cultivation.In other words.

Washing away the sins on his body is improving his cultivation.

So he is now.

It is the period of spiritual cultivation.

It's just a clone of King Qin Guang.I can't stop him anymore.

"A Jiang!" Sensing a strong ghostly aura, Yun Er hurried over, and what he saw was A Jiang who was locked up by Bruce with a ghost fog ball cage.

The whole person froze in place.Then keep backing away.

"Yes, it's you." Tears were already falling in Yun'er's eyes.She remembered this person, this person.

It was the one who wanted her life and took her body.

Hearing Yun'er's voice, Ah Jiang rushed out of Bruce's ball cage with all his strength, and instantly the thick ghost mist turned into countless spears and stabbed towards Bruce.He shouted hoarsely, "Little Ear, run! Find Cheng Gong! Go!"