Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

This was the first time someone could surprise him to this extent.

The reason for this scene is...

Under the contact of the slap just now, Tang Sanzan successfully used the [Mirror Realm] to reflect the opponent.

In the spiritual world, Si Yingcai's reflection had already appeared in a mirror, that's right.

but!

Tang Sanzan discovered a problem that horrified him.

Si Yingcai... has no ability at all!

[Mirror Realm] The engraving ability is applied to his reflection.

But it didn't reproduce the so-called S-level ability [Magic Armor] at all, not even the most trashy ability!

Si Yingcai... is fundamentally incompetent, but...

Looking at the [Magic Armor] that has wrapped Si Yingcai's body and is helping him recover from his injuries.

Tang Sanzan's eyes were incomparably dignified.

"What a Si Junfeng! What a so-called [Magic Armor]!"

"This is already playing around with the entire Hidden Night Group."

I only felt a chill in my heart, and Tang Sanzan's level of vigilance against Si Junfeng instantly rose several levels!

This guy has hidden his abilities from the beginning.

He disguised Si Yingcai as an S-level ability user, and the disguise was almost perfect.

"Does this mean that that guy has an ability similar to 'Buddha Heart Demon'?"

"What's more...his ability itself is to split the [magic armor] infinitely, and then lodge in the body of others?"

"Or... the owners of these [Magic Armor] will eventually become... his nourishment?"

Tang Sanzan kept speculating, his brows furrowed more and more.

......

North City.

The place is decayed and dilapidated, with scabbed blood everywhere.

Even under bright and clear skies.

The entire Beicheng District seemed to be gloomy and ghostly.

Among those decayed and dilapidated buildings.

No one knows how many monsters and ghosts are hidden.

How many demons and heretics who have lost their humanity are living there.

Human life is always the least valuable thing here.

Even in such a chaotic urban area, some of the most basic orders are followed.

That is - the law of the jungle.

In the villa area of ​​Beicheng, there are few well-preserved luxury areas.

Among the most spacious and atmospheric villas.

Si Junfeng's tall and burly figure was sitting on a chair.

Behind him, there are dozens of figures shrouded in black robes.

I see.

Among them, the leader respectfully stepped forward and half-kneeled on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice:

"My lord, one-third of the Beicheng district is now under our control!"

"No one can refuse the temptation of [Magic Armor], every evil cultivator, and crazy abilities."

"After knowing the power of [Magic Armor], they all joined us willingly."

"They are all queuing up to wait for your reward, and they all want to be loyal magic guards like us!"

The voice fell.

Si Junfeng, who was sitting on the chair, picked up the red wine glass in his hand.

With a cold smile on his face, he took a sip of the bright red liquid in the glass.

The scarlet tongue licked the corner of the mouth, as if enjoying the mellow taste.

"Pass down the order, let them go to Nancheng District, and kill the monk named 'Tang Sanbu' for me, any method will do!"

"Bring his head to find me, then he will get the [Magic Armor] he has dreamed of."

The voice fell.

Dozens of figures behind Si Junfeng bowed slightly and nodded in unison.

Immediately, their figures disappeared into the house in an instant.

Si Junfeng was the only one left, and crushed the goblet in his hand with a click.

The blood-like liquid immediately flowed onto his hands.

Slowly dipped in...

Chapter 72 Big Red is mature, the night of the full moon is approaching

Beicheng District, inside the villa.

Si Junfeng's deep voice was like the roar of a wild beast:

"Tang Sanbu... ruined my many years of planning in the Yin Ye group."

"I had to come to this damned place in Beicheng District ahead of time!"

"Although...you are just a pawn...but everyone who hinders me will die!"

"Just wait... I hope you can live until the day of reunification..."

......

Hidden night group, the entrance to the cave sky space.

Mao Qishui's yellow talisman hung in the air, turning into a soundproof barrier.

In the enchantment, the faces of the five people all had solemn expressions.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Hedao looked at Tang Sanzan and asked.

"That's for sure." Tang Sanzan replied seriously.

"It's really unimaginable. Before we knew it, there was such a terrible infiltration inside our hidden night group!"

"Fortunately, we discovered it in time, otherwise if we give him more time..."

Mao Qishui didn't continue talking, his face turned slightly pale.

Who would have thought that Tang Sanzan would come back so abruptly.

It actually uncovered Si Junfeng's shocking conspiracy - to hide his ability and pretend that Si Yingcai is an S-level ability user.

And after lurking for many years, he climbed to the position of Minister of Intelligence.

It's hard to imagine that Si Junfeng has been entrenched in the Yinye Group for so many years.

How many people in this Fangdongtian space have been bewitched by him.

Or, has accepted the "magic armor" and become Si Junfeng's loyal servant?

Although it is not sure what the real ability of the "Magic Armor" is.

However, just from Si Yingcai's body, it is enough to infer one or two.

Maybe Si Junfeng can't use and split without limit.

But he only needs to use the "magic armor" to control some key characters.

It will also be a terrifying force!

"No wonder..." Zhang Hedao groaned, his old face showed the original expression, "When Si Junfeng competed for the post of intelligence department leader, I'm afraid it has already begun to appear."

"Old man, I was still curious at the beginning, how could Si Junfeng get the approval of so many people despite his outstanding performance."

"Thinking about it now... even if I am a veteran, I still have lingering fears."

This statement came out.

The people in the sound-proof barrier fell silent again.

"In short, Master Buddha, I have already told you about this matter, how to deal with it is your problem."

"There are still a lot of problems waiting for me in Nancheng District. Buddha, I don't have much time to waste here."

Tang Sanzan's tone was somewhat displeased.

Coming here this time, I wasted an opportunity to reproduce the ability of [Mirror Realm].

It's like working for the Yinye Group for nothing, but I don't get any benefits at all.

Naturally, I was quite depressed.

Not to mention, at first Tang Sanzan had the idea of ​​exploring Si Junfeng's old hole cards.

In the end...it all fell through.

The only thing to be happy about is that the Yin Ye group must be staring at Si Junfeng now.

In this way, it can save yourself a little bit of worry.

"You have done us a great favor this time. Let's record the credit for the time being. The next time you come back."

"Old Daoist, I promise to give you a satisfactory reward, go ahead, old Daoist, I'm afraid I have to work hard again..."

Zhang Hedao naturally saw Tang Sanzan's thoughts.

Made a promise, then waved his hand.

Tang Sanzan smiled slightly, and was quite satisfied with Taoist Zhang He's sophisticated way of handling things.

at the same time.

Not far away, a rooster with an incomparably handsome appearance flew over.

Want to fall on the shoulders of Tang Sanzan.

"stop!"

Tang Sanzan immediately stretched out his hand to stop.

Da Hong fluttered her wings obediently, and landed in front of Tang San's funeral.

At this moment, Dahong still held his head high and held his chest high, looking extremely handsome.

She is covered in fiery red and beautiful feathers, which are slowly radiating, which makes people love her.

only.

Under the wise eyes of Tang Sanzan.

But noticed such a slight clue.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with Dahong, but at the moment it seems that there is a lot of "emptiness" inside.

Reminiscent of finding Mao Qishui before.

Said that he was going to see Si Yingcai and asked him to take care of Dahong.

The scene where Mao Qishui left with Da Hong excitedly.

Not hard to imagine.

In the thousands of miles of forest, Dahong had spent ten years of boring life with her.

If nothing else, it is now a mature cock.