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Chen Qiaoyang stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of him, his expression a bit ferocious.
When he was in the ancient house, he had already asked the two errand runners Zhang Qing and Wan Tong, and he knew a lot about the person in front of him, for example, his name was Yang Jian, his code name was Ghost Eye, and he was also the captain of the headquarters. He was also the first person to solve an S-level supernatural event.
I also heard that he defeated Ye Zhen, who is known as the number one ghost master
There are a lot of news like this, and Chen Qiaoyang is tired of hearing it.
He only knows a little.
This Yang Jian is related to the person surnamed Yang, most of whom are descendants.
"I killed a lot of people when I was in the old house before, but I have never seen you, so, who are you?" Yang Jian asked with ghostly eyes and a cold voice.
He doesn't know me?
Chen Qiaoyang immediately noticed this key information.
Think about it carefully.
Right.
I have never met this Yang Jian, and I heard that this Yang Jian has only been a ghost master for less than a year. Before that, he was still a student and entered the supernatural circle very late.
"Ghost shepherd, Chen Qiaoyang." He restrained his expression and reported his family name.
Chen Qiaoyang, the shepherd?
Yang Jian frowned, and searched for these words in his huge memory, but found nothing.
It is neither in the files of the headquarters, nor is it the known ghost master, because even Liao Fan's memory does not have the information of Chen Qiaoyang, the ghost shepherd.
"Before in the old house, the pendulum clock kept ringing and restarting. Is it your fault?" Yang Jian interrogated.
Chen Qiaoyang smiled slightly: "Why did I tell you so much?"
"My patience is very limited, you'd better cooperate, or I won't be able to resist killing you." There was a red light in Yang Jian's dark eyes. .
"You are impolite. You are more impulsive than the young man before. You will fight and kill when you meet. You don't know how to respect the old and love the young. I heard that this society is already a peaceful society. If you fight, you will go to jail. , now it seems that the times are still the same and have not changed.¡±
Yang Jian said coldly: "Peace? The world will be peaceful if you kill people like you. It seems that you don't want to say it. It's okay. If you don't say it, then I will kill you first. I will find useful things from your body." information."
He doesn't have that much patience.
And now I don't need to ask anything, the big deal is to use ghosts to forcibly steal the memory after suppressing the other party.
"Wait, wait." Chen Qiaoyang suddenly raised his palm as a signal.
It was the first time he met this kind of young man. He didn't even have the willingness to talk, and he wanted to do something when he came up. He didn't even have a reason. He was simply a freak.
"You continue to talk, and it won't affect the hands-on between us." Yang Jian's eyes were calm.
At this moment the confrontation has begun.
The shadow under his feet has invaded Chen Qiaoyang's side at this moment, and he wanted to secretly steal his memory, but the ghost shadow invaded around him and stopped.
Around Chen Qiaoyang, there seemed to be some invisible and terrifying existence that blocked the erosion of the ghost.
Chen Qiaoyang also felt Yang Jian's temptation, his expression froze slightly, and immediately said: "I just want to know if your father Yang Xiaotian is still alive."
Yang Jian's expression changed immediately: "Do you know my father?"
His father had been dead for a long time, and he was involved in the supernatural circle. He was very mysterious during his lifetime. Not many people knew his name. The man named Chen Qiaoyang in front of him could actually call out his father's name.
"Your face is so familiar. It looks exactly like your father's. It's hard not to recognize it. I haven't dealt with your father before I was trapped in the old Wang's house."
Chen Qiaoyang said: "Your father is a very good person, no, he was born to be a talent in this circle. To be honest, I admire your father very much."
"He's dead." Yang Jian said, "He's been dead for many years."
"I guessed it too."
Chen Qiaoyang said with a little emotion: "Seeing his son enter this circle, I knew he must be dead, otherwise he would not allow you to touch these dirty things if he was alive, but I still find it hard to believe that your father is like that. Characters will die one day."
"Everyone is going to die, no one is an exception." Yang Jian's eyes were indifferent, without any sadness or nostalgia.
like anbsp; This kind of situation made him think of Guitong's corpse water.
Could it be that the corpse water is part of the puzzle of this ghost? There is also the water ghost who met Ye Jun before, and there seems to be a connection between them.
If they are all jigsaw puzzles, then it is obvious that the spooky jigsaw puzzle released by Chen Qiaoyang is bigger and more terrifying.
Because the other jigsaw puzzles are formless ghosts, only the ghost around Chen Qiaoyang is relatively complete.
At this moment, Yang Jian's body is gradually disappearing, not melting, but gradually sinking into the pitch-black ground, he wants to enter into the shadow of the ghost to isolate him from the influence of the ghost.
Ghosts can not only attack enemies, but also protect their own bodies.
"You are really difficult to deal with. The more you are, the more I can't let you go."
Only one head of Yang Jian remained on the ground, his figure disappeared and sank into the darkness, and when he finished speaking, even that head was swallowed up by the darkness.
next moment.
Suddenly.
Suddenly, cold, stiff, and blackened palms protruded from the pitch-black ground. These palms were densely packed, wriggling and climbing, holding the swollen, pale corpse tightly.
Li Gui was struggling and his body was shaking.
is also being gradually suppressed.
"This little bastard is very unusual." Chen Qiaoyang's expression changed.
The second ghost is rapidly getting out of control, no, it's already out of control.
Thinking that this Yang Jian was only relying on the supernatural items in his hands to perform, he didn't expect that the ghost he controlled was so terrifying that he could suppress a ghost beside him.
"boom!"
The soaked, whitish, swollen corpse fell to the ground, covered by pitch-black shadows, covered by countless blackened palms, the ghost was only an outline, and its real appearance could no longer be seen.
The ghost was buried by darkness and palms.
"Should I run away while this little bastard is dealing with this ghost, or kill him in one go and solve this trouble?" His eyes flickered, he was thinking, and hesitating.
Later, he glanced away from the corner of his eye, and looked at the golden spear with another ghost nailed to it not far away.
No one was holding that thing, so it was abandoned there alone.
Supernatural items do not recognize people, and anyone who gets them can use them. As long as they succeed, not only can the coffin nails be recovered, but also the suppressed ghosts can be released.
"Chance!"
Chen Qiaoyang feels that this is an opportunity to turn around, an opportunity to completely get rid of the pursuit of these captains.
As long as it succeeds, not only can this little bastard surnamed Yang be killed, but the three generations of the Wang family can also find a way to kill him.
His wrist was still dripping blood.
soon.
The third ghost left his side.
And at this very moment.
In the dark shadows, a human silhouette swayed nearby, like a shadow, and like a living person, and there was a scarlet ghost eye peeping at all of this in the dark shadow.
The third ghost that left Chen Qiaoyang's side was the withered corpse, like a mummy.
However, the mummy was slightly mutilated, missing an arm, and looked a little uncoordinated.
However, the mummy was laughing weirdly, while slowly lying on the ground.
The action is very strange.
However, the palm of the mummy grabbed the ghost, and refused to let go.
this moment.
Chen Qiaoyang rushed out, heading straight for the cracked golden spear on the wall.
"Old man, after all, he is still greedy." Seeing this scene with Guiyan, Yang Jian sneered inwardly.
"Chen Qiaoyang."
Suddenly, a strange yet familiar voice appeared behind Chen Qiaoyang, calling his name. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com