Yin and Yang with King Dao

Zhou Zijie said angrily, "You were not sent by Sun Mou!" "

Song Xiaotao looked terrified: "I was not sent by Sun Mou, why should I rescue you!"

An illusionary golden palm appeared out of thin air above his head, looking as if it could be photographed at any time.

"Zhou Zijie, you..." Song Xiaotao became nervous: "Don't make wild guesses!"

Zhou Zijie looked at him suspiciously.After being imprisoned for so many days and being brought here again in chaos, my exhausted body has no time to think about anything else.

With a snap of his fingers, two evil spirits appeared beside Song Xiaotao.He ordered: "Protect Mr. Zhou Zijie." He smiled sinisterly: "Don't be found by people from the Supernatural Investigation Bureau."

Song Xiaotao left, intending to meet Yan Xiaoge and the others, but met Bai Ye who was in a pool of blood.

"Is he dead?" Song Xiaotao was thinking.He looked at the bloodless people lying in a pool of blood, the blood stained the lawn beside the road, and found another puddle of ashes on the lawn, he pinched a little bit with his fingers, put it on his nose and smelled it: "It's a match, who was burned?" gone?"

Lin Yu, who was sitting in the small sports car, saw the black car in the distance, and immediately jumped out of the car and ran over: "Husband! This way!"

Then Sun Mou followed Lin Yu, who was driving in front, back to the villa. When Sun Mingyu saw Sun Mou, he immediately stepped forward and held his shoulder: "Didn't you tell me not to go to the headquarters!"

"Look, I'm back now!" Sun Mou smiled and said to Sun Mingyu, "I failed to kill the clown chief."

"I mean, when we fight face to face, neither he nor I can kill the other." Sun Mou sat down and lit a cigarette, taking a deep breath.

Sun Mingyu, who stared at Sun Mou in shock, seemed relieved.

Sun Mou suddenly said, "Why haven't they arrived yet?!"

"Ah?" Lin Yu was shocked: "You let them all come to the villa? There is my formation here, they can't find it!"

Sun Mou involuntarily picked up the car keys and walked out, Sun Mingyu followed out worriedly, leaving Lin Yu alone.

Sun Mou quickly walked out of the garden, took out his phone and called Song Xiaotao, and the other end answered: "Boss!"

"Where did you take Zhou Zijie?"

Song Xiaotao said with a smile: "Boss, don't blame me, someone gave me more."

"Hold!"

When he walked out of the garden and arrived at the parking place, Sun Mou hung up the phone and called Yan Xiaoge, but he couldn't get through.Following behind, Sun Mingyu looked at his son with a complicated expression, feeling indescribable in his heart.

"Everyone is so dead!" Sun Mou patted the steering wheel: "Uncle Bai doesn't answer the phone either!"

"Bai Ye okay?" Sun Mingyu asked.

"Yeah." With that said, Sun Mou got into the car, put on his sunglasses, lit a cigarette and started the car to whiz by.

Zhou Zijie stepped over several corpses and walked down the unfinished building wearily, but there were five people waiting for him downstairs.

Standing in the middle, Wu Zhenren smiled wretchedly: "Zhou Zijie is safe and well!"

"Wu Kuang!" Zhou Zijie looked at the four investigators around him in surprise, "You are actually in the Supernatural Investigation Bureau!"

"The Taoists have spent a lot of effort trying to kill you!" Wu Kuangyin said with a smile, "Isn't it enough for you to be carefree all these years?"

Zhou Zijie's eyes were cold, and his body exuded the yang energy of a pure yang body: "Just with your old bones?"

"Set up the formation!" Wu Kuang shouted, and the four of them stood in four directions of Zhou Zijie, took out their long swords, and drew symbols in the air with their hands.

Wu Kuang recited the mantra silently, a lot of golden words appeared around his body, and a gossip formation formed under his feet. Immediately after the four-person formation was completed, Zhou Zijie was in the center of a huge gossip formation.

"While he is now

29. Chapter 29

The physical condition, not our response to..."

Before Wu Kuang finished speaking, the four of them had already died.I saw Zhou Zijie put his hands together, and the afterimage of the self-respecting Buddha appeared on his body, and the four of them were hit by the Buddha's palm falling from the sky.

He turned pale with shock: "Zhou Zijie, you...you, you...how could it be..."

Zhou Zijie clutched his chest, his body became weak during this period, and he suddenly released the Dharma, and the remaining mana could no longer resist him.

Zhou Zijie gasped and stood up straight: "I want to leave, but you can't stay."

"If you add me, how about the two of us keeping you, hero Zhou Zijie?!"

At this moment, Song Xiaotao ran over with sly eyebrows: "You are my idol, if I can drain your yang energy, I can practice yang attribute Taoism!"

Zhou Zijie sarcastically said: "It's just a dog, no matter how high the cultivation level is."

"I don't care about dead people!" Song Xiaotao nodded and slipped to Wu Kuang's side, "Hey... Wu Zhenren, you promised me that you can give me Zhou Zijie as long as you help me this time, right?"

"Kill him, the head will be mine, and the rest of the old man will not care!"

Song Xiaotao rushed towards the exhausted Zhou Zijie with a greedy face, shouting: "Of course I want his yang energy!"

Zhou Zijie grabbed the Buddhist beads on the other wrist, and the nine Buddhist beads flew into the air. Zhou Zijie closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and then the nine glowing Buddhist beads circled in the sky and fell towards Song Xiaotao.

He jumped back, dodging the attack.Wu Kuang performed Taoism, and a golden light in the shape of eight trigrams appeared in his hand and struck Zhou Zijie.Zhou Zijie dragged his exhausted body and couldn't dodge. He was hit hard, stepped back a few steps and hit the wall, and spat out a gulp of blood.

At this time, Zhou Zijie looked at his watch. This is half of Sun Mou's soul. Su Jin gave it to himself, no, it was the clown director who gave it to him. It is obvious that he is helping Sun Mou. There is no chance of knowing those secrets.

Song Xiaotao released black energy from his hands and wrapped around Zhou Zijie's neck: "Become the strongest by the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, and now I will die in my hands, and I will take your pure yang energy as my own, hahaha!"

"Rubbish."

Zhou Zijie spat, and then his body continuously gushed out thick black air.

Wu and Kuang were shocked: "Yin Qi! Isn't Zhou Zijie a pure Yang body!"

Soon all the Yin Qi surged out, floating above his head like a dark cloud.The black energy that bound his neck was also swallowed by a large amount of Yin energy.

Song Xiaotao frowned: "This is the same Yin Qi as me!"

"You trash is worthy of his Yin Qi?" Zhou Zijie sneered: "Since I left Taoism a few years ago, I have been using Sun Mou's Yin Qi to seal most of my mana."

I don't know if Yin Qi is infecting a person's heart, Zhou Zijie in front of him is not at all like the polite and polite person in ordinary times, but reveals a kind of darkness that has been suppressed for a long time, which he vented out without any concealment.

Wu Kuang panicked, and immediately stretched out his hand to draw a talisman in the air, but in the next second, Zhou Zijie's whole body burst into dazzling white light, and the two of them were sent flying more than ten meters by the huge impact force. When Song Xiaotao shook his head and got up, he realized that the wasteland under his feet had turned into a A huge round pit.

Zhou Zijie stood in the center of the pit, with golden flames burning all over his body.At this moment, he is completely different from the exhausted look before, but now he looks radiant and radiant.

He looked at the trembling two people in front of him and said: "The Taoists sent you to kill me. I will not kill you this time, but I will not seal my mana anymore. I tell you Taoists, if you offend me again, I, Zhou Zijie, will definitely not kill you!" Show mercy."

Wu Kuang didn't say a word, he was no different from an ordinary old man who fell down and couldn't get up.Without saying a word, he turned around and walked away with a limp.He learned from the Taoists that after Zhou Zijie left and sealed most of his mana, he was still called the strongest by the Supernatural Investigation Bureau. Now that he no longer restrains his power, how terrifying his strength is, he, an old man, feels horrible even without thinking about it.

Song Xiaotao got up from the ground in a mess like an octopus, looking in horror at Zhou Zijie whose yang energy was about to crush him.

His whole body trembled violently, and his glasses turned red begged: "You...are you going to kill me...I...for the sake of my admiration for you..." He turned his head and looked away. Wu Kuang scolded: "You old man! If I hadn't tricked Zhou Zijie here, he would have wiped out your group when he was in the Supernatural Investigation Bureau!"

As he spoke, he said with snot and tears: "If I had known earlier, I would not have betrayed Sun Mou... What should I do..."

The light on Zhou Zijie's body gradually faded, and he walked forward slowly: "How can Sun Mou keep you until now?"

"Ah?" Song Xiaotao remembered how Sun Mou killed the ghost he raised, and cried even harder: "I... Hero Zhou Zijie! I am human! How could Sun Mou kill me? I The organization under him has been working hard to help him find Sun Mingyu's whereabouts in the underworld! I was just confused for a moment, and I have always been the most loyal to him!"

Hearing this kind of words, Zhou Zijie was not moved at all, and even felt extremely disgusted.

Song Xiaotao crawled to Zhou Zijie's feet with tears streaming down his face: "Give me a chance..." He felt that Zhou Zijie must have something to ask for not killing him immediately, so he wanted to find a chance to escape.

Sure enough, Zhou Zijie said, "When did Wu Kuang join the Supernatural Investigation Bureau?"

"Ah!" Song Xiaotao was pleasantly surprised, and replied respectfully: "Two years ago when you returned to Li City and entered the Supernatural Investigation Bureau."

"The Taoists sent him to kill me?" Zhou Zijie's tone was cold.

Song Xiaotao shrank his neck and said, "Yes...the Taoist sent him here, but he is not a Taoist descendant, but a lackey of the Taoist..."

"Who is from the Taoist school?" Zhou Zijie looked down at him who was kneeling on the ground: "Is it the chief clown or the person from the head?"

"Ah?!" Song Xiaotao was taken aback by the question, raised his head and said, "I don't know about this! Wu Kuang came to the Supernatural Investigation Bureau as a high-ranking officer, and the A-level investigators later submitted to his subordinates..."

Zhou Zijie sighed, turned around and left helplessly, and after taking two steps, he turned around and asked, "When did you recite your name?"