Spiritual Walker

Why is he here?

Damn, why did he appear in Songhai University?

Zhang Yuanqing's heartbeat inevitably accelerated, and adrenaline was secreted crazily, as if he was walking in the deep mountains and dense forests and encountered a white-browed tiger.

He froze in place, his brain working frantically.

—— Is it a coincidence, the Demon Eye appeared in Songhai University, is it a coincidence?

If not, then he must be coming for me. My age is here, a Songhai native in his early twenties, the possibility of going to college is very high, I killed Ou Xiangrong in Songhai University.

Although this matter has not been publicized, many official travelers of the Songhai branch know about it. With the status and ability of the Demon Eye King, it is not difficult to find out this information.

I remember that the Demon Eye King has the ability to "identify" spiritual realm travelers, and he discovered Kou Beiyue by similar means.

The Demon Eye King may have raided Songhai University many times without my knowledge. Fortunately, I haven't been to school much these days, and I escaped unintentionally.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing's forehead was about to ooze out cold sweat.

"Calm down, calm down, the Demon Eye doesn't know me. Fu Qingyang has analyzed that his means of identifying spiritual realm walkers is a kind of skill that needs to be actively used, not a passive skill that exists all the time. Pretend to be a passerby passing by, and then slip away from the back door. You can't come to school anymore."

Zhang Yuanqing took a breath, took out a mask from his pocket and put it on while the Demon Eye was sweeping the floor seriously. While maintaining a relaxed and casual pace, he took out his mobile phone and sent a group message to Fu Qingyang, Guan Ya, and Li Dongze:

"Help! The Demon Eye King is at the gate of Songhai University!!"

His eyes were calm, and his fingers typing the message were as steady as an old dog. All the storms and tsunamis were hidden in his heart.

After sending the message, Zhang Yuanqing calmly put away his phone, looked straight ahead, and walked towards the Demon Eye King with a sports headband.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Finally, he passed by the Demon Eye King, who lowered his head and swept the floor seriously, ignoring and paying little attention to the students coming and going around him.

Zhang Yuanqing tried his best to slow down his breathing, without showing any micro-reactions such as "relieved" or "relieved".

It was not until he crossed the square at the school gate and turned into the secluded path leading to the teaching building that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Huh. It's terrible, it's terrible. I can't sleep or eat well until the Demon Eye King is eliminated. This guy needs evidence to kill people. I believe he has sent people to investigate me and should know that I am a law-abiding citizen, but he still came to Songhai University to check the place, which means he doesn't want to let me go.

An evil profession is an evil profession, with a flexible moral bottom line. What evidence is needed for murder? It's all nonsense.

Zhang Yuanqing cursed in his heart while moving forward quickly, intending to leave the school from the back door.

Just then, a light voice came from behind, with a sunny smile:

"Do you know me?"

Zhang Yuanqing paused, his body suddenly stiffened, and then his neck turned his head little by little like a rusty gear.

On both sides of the path, there were green trees, and the sun cast light spots through the branches and leaves.

In this scattered and swaying light spot, the young man with a sports headband wrapped around his forehead, leaning on a broom, looked at him with a smile.

"You, are you talking to me?"

Zhang Yuanqing's emotions exploded, but the more panicked he was, the less expression he had, and he was calm.

The Demon Eye Heavenly King leaned on the broom, tutted, and said:

"Your abnormality at the school gate was too obvious. Of course, it's not your fault. For us ancient war gods, any disturbance on the battlefield is extremely obvious.

"There are too many people at the school gate, it's not convenient to take action directly, so I followed all the way.

"Tut tut, how can a student of Songhai University know me? What's more, I'm looking for a guy named Yuanshi Tianzun recently. He is also a student of Songhai University. It can't be you."

Zhang Yuanqing didn't think about it, and instinctively wanted to perform night travel and run away.

But at this time, the Demon Eye Heavenly King took off the sports headband on his forehead, "Let me confirm whether you are a spiritual realm walker first."

As the sports headband slipped off, a vertical eye with red eye sockets and pale gold eyeballs was exposed. This eye was cold and ruthless, full of evil and chaos, and it was turning "gurgling".

"Boom!"

The moment he saw the vertical eye, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts exploded, blasting into countless chaotic fragments. There was no pain, no fear, as if he had returned to the most original dead silence.

But in reality, his face became hideous and distorted, blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and the Taiyin power in his body went out of control, destroying the vitality of the flesh and transforming this body into a Yin corpse.

"Ang!"

Suddenly, a clear and passionate dragon roar echoed in Zhang Yuanqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

This dragon roar seemed to have the magic power to cleanse the soul, pulling his soul back from the abyss of collapse, reassembling his thoughts, and his mind suddenly cleared up.

He regained consciousness and saw the Demon Eye King a few meters away again, and saw the terrible vertical eye.

It was still terrifying and frightening, but it didn't seem so scary anymore.

What happened to the dragon roar just now? Zhang Yuanqing was confused and surprised. He didn't care about the doubts, and quickly performed Night Tour, entered invisibility, and ran away.

"Interesting!"

The Demon Eye King did not pursue, but raised his lips: "Small Songhai University actually hides the Rain Master."

"Woo woo."

The shrill wind raged, and the sky was covered with a layer of dark clouds at some point, like a dark curtain, and the world was dark.

The strong wind covered the area, and the green plants around the Demon Eye King bent to one side at the same time, and the trunks bent into a semicircle, showing a tendency to break at any time.

Students in the distance and nearby were thrown to the ground, and the light-weight girls were even blown away, screaming.

The glass of nearby buildings shattered piece by piece.

In this doomsday-like storm, the vertical eye on the Demon Eye King's forehead flowed with blood and tears, and completely revived. Starting from the eye sockets, twisted black lines spread out, like a tattoo, and quickly spread on the body of the Demon Eye King.

"Hey, hey, hey," the Demon Eye King leaned on the broom, "Fighting is fighting, but if innocent people are affected, I will be angry."

He cracked his mouth and revealed a crazy grin.

"Hu, hu, hu"

Zhang Yuanqing dragged his severely injured body and burst out with the limit he had never reached in his life. He ran out of Songhai University and continued to run towards Fujia Bay.

His speed exceeded the speeding car, attracting the astonished gaze of passers-by. Some people shouted and took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but as soon as the mobile phones were taken out, the people were gone.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing, who didn't know how far he ran, stopped in a secluded park.

He collapsed on the green lawn, his chest heaving violently, swallowing and exhaling oxygen in large gulps, and breathing rapidly.

Two or three minutes later, his breath became much calmer, and Zhang Yuanqing finally gathered a little energy to examine his own state.

The soul was the most traumatized, as if it had been broken and reorganized. The biggest feedback to the body was a headache, a headache like a split temple.

It was no less than the headache of a recurrence of an old illness.

Then there were many injuries to the organs of the body, and the body temperature was extremely low. This was caused by the uncontrolled riot of the power of Taiyin.

"Just a glance almost killed me. This is the bewitching demon of the master realm. This is because he didn't intend to kill me, otherwise I would not even have room to resist and would have turned into ashes directly."

After a moment of shock, he recalled the dragon roar that saved him.

"Who helped me? The one who can cast a spell to interrupt the Demon Eye King must be a master-level one. I remember Guan Ya or Fu Qingyang said that there was an elder at Songhai University.

"Kuangfeng and Longyin, I don't know what profession that elder is, but it is definitely not a fire master. "

At this time, a sharp ringtone came from his trouser pocket.

Sooner or later, this broken ringtone will be replaced. Zhang Yuanqing's heart instinctively stopped for a moment, and he took out his mobile phone. The caller ID was:

Fu Qingyang!

He quickly answered the call, and the voice of the Fu family's son came from the speaker, which was somewhat relieved:

"It seems that the elders of the Water God Palace acted in time."

What this meant was that Zhang Yuanqing's heart moved: "Did the centurion inform him?"

Fu Qingyang said "hmm", and changed the subject without any pride, "Have you exposed your identity?"

"Yes," Zhang Yuanqing replied tiredly.

He used the night walk to escape the scene, which must have been seen by the Demon Eye King. As a student of Songhai University, the Night Walker, he could guess that it was him.

Fu Qingyang pondered for a moment, "Your student information was destroyed and classified as confidential when you joined the Five Elements Alliance. Magic Eye has thought of using this channel to find out your home address, but it is difficult. You have not disclosed your address to your classmates, right? "

Zhang Yuanqing recalled for a moment and shook his head: "No. "

Even if the Demon Eye King knew that I was a student of Songhai University, he didn't know that I was Zhang Yuanqing, and there would be no information about Zhang Yuanqing in the school's files.

As long as I don't go to school in the future, it will be difficult for the Demon Eye to find me in a short time, but this is not a long-term solution after all. Fuck, I'm so annoyed with this guy.

Zhang Yuanqing was furious.

It was Li Xianzong who wanted to kill him first, and he killed Li Xianzong based on his own abilities. The Demon Eye bullied the weak and was shameless.

No, the Palace Master of Stop Killing should actually take the blame.

The purpose of the Demon Eye coming to Songhai was to kill her, and I was just a by-product. If it weren't for the Palace Master of Stop Killing to attract bees and butterflies, the Demon Eye King would not have come all the way to Songhai for a small figure like him.

This stinky woman.

Fu Qingyang said:

"You have been caught by the Demon Eye. With his style of doing things, I estimate that he will be able to find your home within a week. I will urge the elders to close the net and deal with him as soon as possible. "

One week later, Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill in his heart, "What if the elders didn't deal with him?"

I'm afraid that the elders will be dealt with.

Fu Qingyang pondered:

"Then you are in danger. My plan is to find a way to block the breath so that the magic eye can't find you. If you are a night wandering god in the saint realm, you may be able to do it, but now you can only rely on props.

"And this kind of props is relatively rare, and there is no inventory in the Songhai branch. I will apply to the headquarters for you to borrow similar props, if the headquarters has them."

The carpet search of the magic eye king will find Yuanshi sooner or later. If the magic eye's means can be blocked, maybe he can escape.

There are a lot of application procedures, and it takes several days to wait for the reply. Other props haven't arrived yet, and I have been touched by the magic eye. What's more, what if the headquarters doesn't have it. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help complaining.

"Thank you, Centurion."

After thanking him, the two ended the call, and Zhang Yuanqing immediately sent a message to Guan Ya and Li Dongze to report that he was safe.

He looked around and saw that there was no one nearby. He quietly took out the Demon-Subduing Pestle and gently stabbed it on his thigh.

The brilliant golden light burst out, disinfecting the body.

Two faint golden rays flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes. Under the power of purification, his mind became particularly clear, and he suddenly thought of someone.

Bill Tarantino.

This foreign walker of the Void profession came to Songhai to trade, and he must have a large amount of inventory on hand.

Lingjun said that the inventory of the Merchant Guild is the richest in the world's major spiritual realm walker organizations.

Fu Qingyang can come forward to buy props that can shield the breath, but in this way, the Centurion will be passive in the next negotiation.

Moreover, the props belong to the organization if purchased by the branch, and I can only borrow them at most.

A prop that can block breath is worth buying. It is definitely worth buying. I won't need it in the future. I can sell it to Songhai Branch. I'd better go to Mr. Bill myself.

Although this will let Mr. Bill know that I am a spiritual walker.

But Zhang Yuanqing felt that Mr. Bill probably had expected it in his heart. After all, injuries that require blue pills to treat are mostly related to spiritual walkers.

Void and love are both lawful professions. With Mr. Bill's concept of traveling around the world, his connections and status, he must have a wide range of friends. To him, I am just one of many friends.

So it's not a big problem for him to know the identity of a spiritual walker. Well, but I can't reveal my spiritual ID. After all, Yuanshi Tianzun's status in Songhai is extraordinary and his reputation is too big.

Do it as soon as you think of it, Zhang Yuanqing dialed Bill Tarantino's phone number.

"Beep~"

After the ringing sounded for a few seconds, the call was connected, and Annie's soft voice came immediately:

"Hello, who is this?"

She spoke in a foreign language.

Who? Don't you have my mobile phone number saved? You two foreigners don't take me seriously at all. Zhang Yuanqing replied in a foreign language:

"Ms. Annie, it's me, Chen Shu's son."

There was silence for about two or three seconds, and Annie finally remembered this person, smiling eagerly: "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"I want to buy something from Mr. Bill."

"Have you thought about it, and want to spend 10 million to buy information about the group of people using pills?" Annie said in surprise.

What are you thinking about! Zhang Yuanqing neither denied nor admitted it, and said in a deep voice:

"I want to meet Mr. Bill, right now, is it convenient?"

"Of course!" Annie agreed happily: "Do you need me to send a driver to pick you up?"

"No need."