Chapter 17

Holding the crystal cup, Jingdai waited a few seconds, and a piece of item information emerged:

【Name: Fallen Holy Grail (Damaged)】

【Type: Utensil】

【Function: Control, Corruption】

【Introduction: Baidu! Search! Spirit Realm Walker loves, good! A cup loved by a great existence, by chance, stained with the blood of a great existence, and contained the laws in the blood, transforming into a rule-type item.】

【Note 1: Crawl at my feet, surrender is your only choice, only death can end it.】

【Note 2: Please collect the corresponding materials as soon as possible to repair this rule-type item.】

"The introduction of the damaged one is very simple, but the simpler the thing, the more terrifying it is. Being controlled by the Fallen Holy Grail means that only death can解除."

Time was limited, Zhang Yuanqing put the Fallen Holy Grail into the item bar, then snatched the scarecrow from Hei Wuchang's body, and put it into his pocket before he had time to check the item information.

Then, he squatted beside the corpse and groped around after quickly cleaning the battlefield with the red hijab and red dancing shoes.

A roster!

Zhang Yuanqing did not forget his ultimate goal of searching for Hei Wuchang. The roster is a carrier for recording the fallen, similar to the private account book of the Evil Eye Judge. This thing is different from the Fallen Holy Grail, and it is unlikely to be a prop.

And non-prop items cannot be put into the item bar.

Therefore, Hei Wuchang either carried it with him or hid it carefully somewhere.

After a simple search, Zhang Yuanqing found a small booklet in the corpse's trouser pocket. He did not take it out immediately, but used Night Tour to hide his figure.

Only then did he take out the thin booklet.

The roster was only palm-sized, with a black cover and light yellow paper. Zhang Yuanqing quickly flipped through it, looking for information about Brother Bing. "Whirr, whirr" the paper flipped quickly. The roster was very thin, and only recorded dozens of "servants." He quickly scanned it all. None!

There was no information about Brother Bing!

"That's not right. According to the audio recording of the Cat King speaker, and according to the memory of Tian Dao Bu Gong, Brother Bing is definitely a servant of the Evil Eye Judge. There is no doubt about this, but why is there no record of his information in the roster?"

Zhang Yuanqing felt puzzled.

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he opened the roster again. This time, he flipped through it slower than last time.

"Whirr, whirr" the paper flipped, and then stopped at a certain place, near the spine of the book, leaving jagged tear marks.

One page was missing from the roster.

Obviously, the page recording Brother Bing's real information had been torn off by someone.

"Who tore off Brother Bing's information? Hei Wuchang? No, the entire roster is his. He has no need or motive to do this. According to this speculation, Baidu! Search! Spirit Realm Walker loves, good! The Evil Eye Judge is also impossible. The mysterious man just now?" "The mysterious man has even less reason to tear up the roster, he can directly take the roster away..."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds, exited stealth, and a dark black surged in his eyes, trying to communicate with Hei Wuchang's spiritual body.

He was not doing it for Spirit Devouring, but to verify something.

Sure enough, there was no residual spiritual body in Hei Wuchang's corpse. "It was that mysterious man who erased Hei Wuchang's spirit. Why did he do this? That's right, judging from Hei Wuchang's reaction just now, that mysterious man knew Hei Wuchang, loved Chinese, and was still an old friend whom Hei Wuchang thought was impossible to appear, then the act of erasing the spiritual body can be understood."

"Is the mysterious man a Night Wanderer? Hmm, even if that level of big shot is not a Night Wanderer, he must have the means to eliminate spiritual bodies, such as props..."

"It's a pity that the mysterious man quickly silenced Hei Wuchang. If I had let Hei Wuchang say a few more words, I would have known who he was. Oh, then I would have died too. It's better not to know." m.biqugtν.cm

Zhang Yuanqing's mind was running fast, analyzing and deducing.

He realized that there was obviously an undercurrent hidden behind the Holy Grail incident.

On the surface, this incident was caused by the Demon Lord and the Evil Eye Judge dying together, and Hei Wuchang hiding with the Holy Grail.

In the dark, the appearance of the mysterious man, the destruction of Brother Bing's information, and the erasure of Hei Wuchang's spiritual body...

Zhang Yuanqing is a person who is good at analysis. After discovering that he could not sort out these complex information, he adopted the method taught by his grandfather - starting from the source.

Everything has a cause and effect. What you see before you is the result, and the cause is the hunt for the Evil Eye Judge.

This leads to a doubt: why did the Demon Lord hunt down the Evil Eye Judge?

"Brother Bing was one of the 'culprits' who participated in the hunt for the Evil Eye Judge. If I can find him, I might be able to solve the mystery."

At this moment, his ears twitched, and he heard messy footsteps coming from a distance.

Looking in the direction of the sound, at the end of the long street, a group of people were running in the night.

Leading the way was Squad Leader Teng Yuan, Baidu! Search! Spirit Realm Walker loves, good! Fastest update This middle-aged man, who is extremely negative about life and work, is actually taking the lead in rescuing his companions. Squad Leader Teng Yuan's left and right were Jiang Jingwei and Guan Ya. The former was purely fast and could handle being next to a Level 4 Plague God with ease.

Guan Ya was different. The old driver's long legs were about to break. She was holding two guns in her hands, with a look of anxiety on her face.

The second echelon was Bai Long, Qing Teng, and Tang Guoqiang.

The third echelon was made up of elite members that Zhang Yuanqing had probably seen, but could not name.

A group of more than ten people rushed towards this side in a mighty manner.

From a distance, they saw a figure standing on the side of the street and a figure lying on the ground. The official Spirit Realm Walkers, who did not have night vision, felt a sudden sinking in their hearts.

Yuan Shi Tianzun versus Hei Wuchang. Who was the one lying down? The answer was simple enough for even toes to figure out.

Guan Ya's pretty face froze, and murderous intent surged in her beautiful eyes. She raised her gun at the figure in the distance.

A few seconds later, the distance was closer. Guan Ya's indifferent face froze, and then joy flashed in her eyes, and the "frost" covering her face melted.

Teng Yuan, Bai Long, Qing Teng, and others were all stunned, with varying degrees of confusion and surprise on their faces, as well as a sense of relief.

The person standing was Yuan Shi Tianzun. Who was the person lying down? A bold idea arose in everyone's minds, but no one dared to believe it. Impossible.

At this time, the young man standing proudly on the side of the street, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at his teammates who were late, and said indifferently:

"You are late. Hei Wuchang is already dead by my blade." The running crowd stopped abruptly, looking at the corpse on the ground with stunned expressions.

Long face, narrow eyes, ugly but very recognizable.

Squad Leader Teng Yuan glanced at the corpse, then at Zhang Yuanqing, pushed the glasses on his nose, and said slowly:

"You, killed, a Saint-level peak Wugu Master?"

While speaking, he seemed to be examining Zhang Yuanqing, as if he wanted to re-acquaint himself with this subordinate.

No, I didn't kill him, but let me pretend for a while. Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly.

Qing Teng widened her big Kazilan eyes, "Have you grown to this point..."

Bai Long was dumbfounded and speechless.

Jiang Jingwei put her hands on her hips and laughed loudly, "As expected of someone I'm protecting, very powerful! But you solved it too quickly. Couldn't you have waited for me to come over and beat him up together?"

Guan Ya put the two silver pistols back into the holsters at the roots of her thighs, walked to Zhang Yuanqing's side, frowned and looked him up and down, and said:

"You've been poisoned? How do you feel? Are there any discomforts in your body?"

Zhang Yuanqing smiled softly: "Are you worried about me?"

If it were an ordinary girl, he would not dare to say such ambiguous words. Guan Ya glanced at him and said with a smile:

"I heard that the poison of a Wugu Master will attack the reproductive system and cause vasoconstriction or something. You are young, and you don't have any strengths to begin with. If it's a few centimeters shorter, tsk tsk, even dogs will dislike you."

Zhang Yuanqing searched his intestines, but couldn't think of a better driving skill, so he could only temporarily succumb, and wait for inspiration tomorrow before thinking about revenge. Squad Leader Teng Yuan leaned over and checked Hei Wuchang's corpse, and said:

"Why would he be here?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "I also encountered him by chance."

This is the truth!

Squad Leader Teng Yuan asked again: "How did you encounter him?"

I haven't thought of a reason for this yet! Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "I think we should contact the Centurion first. There must be a trap if Hei Wuchang appeared here."

Teng Yuan nodded: "That makes sense."

He immediately took out his cell phone and dialed Fu Qingyang's number.

Songhai Third Elementary School.

While playing a melee, the big shots suddenly saw Hei Wuchang grunt, and then fell straight to the ground, the soul in his body quickly dissipating, and his vitality cut off.

Dead?

This change caught everyone off guard. They stopped fighting and observed Hei Wuchang's clone.

In order to preserve his strength, Hei Wuchang disconnected from the clone in advance, or has he been transferred to a safe place? The black-robed Protector frowned.

With Hei Wuchang gone, he no longer had the intention to continue entangling. The Fire Master was struggling to support himself under Fu Qingyang. The Fire Master, who was known as invincible among the Saints, was not a match for this young master of the Fu family at all.

As for himself, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated in the siege of the Gu King, the Palace Master of Zhisha, and the Dog Elder.

Fortunately, the purpose of delaying time has been achieved. Although the transaction was not successful, there was no loss.

Immediately, Hei Wuchang opened the item bar and grabbed a prop from the "void." It was a long sword polished with ink carbon, with a greasy luster and black hair volume.

This sword was surrounded by yin energy. Just by looking at it, one could feel the body getting cold, and the soul seemed to leave the body.

"Please help me, Chief!"

The Protector held the hilt of the sword with both hands and propped it in front of him.

In an instant, dark clouds shrouded the sky above the school, rolling and churning, condensing into countless outlines of evil spirits and resentful souls.

The lush and dense "forest" withered rapidly at this moment, and those animal phantoms were crawling on the ground, shivering.

The rolling dark clouds finally condensed into a huge human face with a blurred face. Then, a giant hand stretched out from the clouds, pressed against the blue-green light curtain, and pressed it lightly.

Flowers, plants, trees, and animal phantoms all collapsed into pure green light. "Go!"

The Protector's figure disappeared, and then appeared beside the scarred Fire Master, taking him away with Night Tour.

The Palace Master of Zhisha roared angrily, and the red lines behind her exploded, stretching and sweeping aimlessly, but failed to hook out the figures of the two.

The Gu King snorted coldly, and the flesh and blood material merged into the earth, leaving quickly. The Elder of Baihua didn't stop him, but silently squatted on the top of the teaching building, looking into the distance.

After venting, the red lines behind the Palace Master of Zhisha slapped the ground fiercely. She took advantage of the momentum to rise into the sky, her skirt and blue silk flying, and she flew away like Chang'e flying to the moon.

Fu Qingyang put away the flag inserted behind his back, swept over the devastated school, and frowned:

"Elder, we failed."

The Elder of Baihua gave an "hmm" and said: "The transaction between Hei Wuchang and the Dark Night Rose can no longer be stopped. I will report this to the headquarters, and I will take responsibility for this matter."

Fu Qingyang breathed out a sigh of relief, relieving the depression in his heart.

After more than half a month of searching, it was still all in vain.

As for entering the Elder Council, he could only give up and seek merit in the future.

He put away the Octagonal Sword, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and adjusted the flight mode to normal mode, ready to notify his subordinates to withdraw.

As a result, the phone rang first.

The caller was Teng Yuan.

Fu Qingyang answered with a blank expression and said indifferently: "The capture operation failed, you withdraw."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Teng Yuan's weak voice replied:

"Perhaps, it didn't fail. Centurion, Yuan Shi Tianzun killed Hei Wuchang nearby."