Yi Qianzi's movements became slower and slower, and the wailing sound became weaker and weaker. The black bell in his hand also fell to the ground with a "clang". His hand holding his head gradually loosened, and a hole and dispersion appeared in his eyes.

His soul has been destroyed.

All this happened so suddenly that no one could react. Even Bai Yurao had no time to pay attention to all this. Seeing that Bai Yu Lotus's sound attack could deal with Yi Qianzi, she went to clean up the secret guards who were hidden in the dark and Yi Qianzi's blood guards who belonged to the old leader.

Originally, Yi Qianzi's four blood guards were relatively difficult to deal with, but at the moment Yi Qianzi's soul died, the four blood guards did not move at all.

Just like a puppet without the soul tribe, he stood there blankly, like four wooden stakes, letting Bai Yurao beat him.

"These four blood guards are very powerful. Yi Qianzi is dead. They are already unparalleled." The young man reminded the side.

Bai Yurao tilted her head and looked at him. She understood what the other party meant. The young man said that she could take over these four unowned blood guards.

Bai Yurao didn't say anything, lifted the red cloaks on the four people's bodies. In an instant, four faces with blue and white skin and dull eyes appeared in front of them.

They are real walking corpses. Their physical life characteristics still exist, but they have no soul at all. In this form, they can see how torture they suffered during their lifetime.

Maybe it was because of being sucked in one's life, or maybe it was because of some means by Yi Qianzi.

Bai Yurao tilted her head and looked at the young man, "Do you think I should take them?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding why Bai Yurao asked this.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "These people are not good people when they are alive. I don't know how many innocent lives have been killed for Yi Qianzi. Miss, you don't have to be sympathetic."

"Who said I was pitying? I just looked a little disgusted." Bai Yurao snorted coldly, waved her hand, and four groups of sun fire flew out, burning the four blood guards into ashes in an instant.

"I don't need such a blood guard around me." Bai Yurao said coldly.

"Miss, we must leave here as soon as possible. Soon, people outside will find something wrong inside!" The youth reminded.

Bai Yurao ignored it, her eyes fell on the black bell beside Yi Qianzi. She walked over and reached for the bell. At this time, the white jade lotus flew over, and it trembled in front of Bai Yurao with grievance, "Wang, a inferior product, what good looks? If the king likes the bell, I can change it."

As he said that, it turned into an exquisite white jade bell.

Bai Yurao's hand that went to get the black bell shrank back in disappointment. She looked at Bai Yurao's bell and then at the black bell. The grade was self-evident. So Bai Yurao gave up the black bell very realistically and hugged Bai Yurao.

"Lingling." A light and pleasant ringtone suddenly came from the Bai Yurao bell, and the lotus pattern on the bell was even more lifelike.

Bai Yurao also smiled, and when she looked at the black bell again, she couldn't help but look down on her.

She was about to destroy it, but the young man quickly spoke, "Don't destroy it!"

Bai Yurao's subordinate paused, and the young man glanced at Bai Yurao with complicated eyes, "Miss, although you don't like this bell, this bell is still something that ordinary people can't get."

"Then take it." Bai Yurao waved her hand and said, "Then look for it again and see what good things are there on Yi Qianzi."

The young man did not refuse and searched Yi Qianzi with great purpose. Soon, a lot of things were dug out.

A blood-colored sword.

A handful of talisman paper.

There are also some bottles and jars.

The young man put away all these and said, "Although Yi Qianzi is an evil way, he has some skills. His things are all good things."

Finally, the young man took out his cell phone and took photos of Yi Qianzi and the old leader of the God of Death, with all angles and details.

"What are you doing?" Bai Yurao blinked her eyes and asked in surprise.

"I don't know how many things these two old people have done that are harmful to nature, especially Yi Qianzi, are simply a shame for our Yanhuang for a hundred years. Taking back his death certificate drama is a pity for us Yanhuang."

The young man quickly finished the photo and said, "Miss, I am a royal death soldier. I lurked to Yi Qianzi fifteen years ago. I don't have a name. My code name is 97. I received the order from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to protect your safety. Now, follow me."

Bai Yurao blinked, "You are the only one? Protect my safety?"

The young man choked, "Miss is very strong, No. 97 is inferior to himself, but I know the situation here, so I can take you out of the safest passage."

"Okay." Bai Yurao nodded, not doubting the identity of this young man at all, or she was not afraid that this young man would lie to him.

The young man walked out of the main entrance with Bai Yurao swaggeringly. As soon as they went out, the guards outside looked over.

"The old leader and the master have important things to talk about. Blood Guard and I went to the master's cultivation room to get the master's newly refined dantian for the old leader."

The young man said lightly, "What he said is not Chinese. Bai Yurao couldn't understand it, so she quietly became a "blood guard".

The red cloak on her body covered the people tightly, so even the guards outside would not doubt it. They even looked at her with great fear, then nodded and let go.

The young man led Bai Yurao out. Of course, they did not really go to Yi Qianzi's cultivation room, but walked outside the building of Death God.

Along the way, there are many levels. If you want to go out, the young man needs a brief explanation to let the other party go.

Bai Yurao was always looking at everything around her with great enthusiasm, and the coquettish shore in her soul sea had already been making a fuss to come out, so Bai Yurao had to comfort him: "Wait a minute, look, there are either red cloaks or black cloaks here, there are no white cloaks at all, you will definitely be exposed when you come out. When we go out, you will come out again, be good!"

He was still obedient in acting cutely, but he became quiet again with grievance.

Just as Bai Yurao and the young man were about to walk out of the headquarters of the God of Death, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded, and the gate of the headquarters suddenly closed, and the entire interior of the God of Death was alert.

The alarm continued to sound, and the first reaction of No. 97 and Bai Yurao was that the death of the old leader and Yi Qianzi was discovered.

At this moment, a group of black cloaks passed quickly with guns. No. 97 hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What happened? Why did the alarm sound?"

One of the black cloaks saw it was him, "You are Master Yi's disciple? You don't know yet. Someone just broke into our God of Death Building and killed more than a dozen of our senior executives, and even Young Master Rad was injured."

"What? Who is so bold? Have you caught it?" No. 97 said angrily.

"They are searching, they are in this building and cannot escape." After saying that, the black cloak hurriedly, but just a few steps away, Bai Yurao suddenly moved. Several white fire swords flew out of her hand, and pierced at the black cloaks like lightning.

The black cloaks discovered the danger and immediately understood something. They turned around and raised their guns to Bai Yurao and No. 97.

But it was too late, and the white fire swords passed by, and they all fell to the ground, burned by the white flames.

No. 97 turned his head and looked at her in surprise, "We are not exposed yet, Miss, you..."

"But, someone is in danger." Bai Yurao snorted and let go of the Mile. In an instant, everything in the entire building became transparent in her consciousness.

In one of the lounges, Tang Lang and others were hiding in a mess. They were all covered in blood and their eyes were like wolves, but soon, some black cloaks found them. Before the black cloaks could call their companions, they pounced on them like agile beasts and killed the other party.

Bai Yurao snorted and laughed twice, very excited, "Let's go there, it's so fun."

She excitedly pulled No. 97 and headed towards the direction where Tang Lang and the others were.

Too, so good... fun?

No. 97 thought he had hallucinations and looked at her in disbelief. Is this little girl who can make the Crown Prince use a secret thread like him? Do you know what they are facing?

This is the headquarters building of Death. After killing the other party’s old leader and Yi Qianzi, she was locked up inside. She actually said it was too fun?

No. 97 was extremely puzzled. He thought that he had to stop her from taking the risk. "Miss, I will take you to escape from the secret passage. The task I received is to ensure your life safety, not to 'play' with you."

Speaking of playing characters, No. 97 has augmented the speed of speaking.

"I have companions trapped here, I want to save them." Bai Yurao said righteously and very serious, of course, the premise was to give away the excited words in her tone.
Chapter completed!