As if he had guessed his thoughts. Queen Ming bowed forward and said in a deep voice: "King of Yan Qin, first of all, we did not send any secret messengers to give you the golden box."

"Our plan is to solemnly hand it over to you in person tomorrow."

Qin Ye's pupils shrank slightly. This represents the core of the most secret plan of the New World, and who has sneaked in.

Three constants?

No... If it were people from Sanchang, they should have known what the New World was doing. Then when they announced their own plan to fly, they should not have reacted that way.

Even the secrets given to yourself are fake. This force... can be said to be full of hands and eyes!

"Apart from Sanchang, he doesn't think of the second person. But it can't be them." Qin Ye said moaning his teeth. This force almost made him and the underworld in the New World. Now he wished he could catch the other party and lose his soul! But he couldn't find out.

"The other underworlds do not have this heart, nor does it have this strength." He forced himself to take a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent anger in his heart. He said quietly: "Shulotel Apuche? Supayi?"

Pluto shook his head: "No... it's not them, they want us to leave. The goal is the same as us. If the trust between our two sides is a little weak, the situation just now will immediately lead to weapons! The underworld of China will inevitably send troops, and the New World and the underworld of China will go to war. We have no time to worry about the Tonatiu plan. This is different from their fundamental demands."

If you don’t get any benefits, you risk being captured by the three masters of the Death God, and... you will definitely die if you catch them. Shulothel and the other three Death Gods would not be so stupid.

"Who is that?" Qin Ye looked at the other party with a burning look: "You said that you will give me an explanation."

Queen Mother was also extremely angry. They were seeking survival, but some people didn't want them to live! If they found this person, they would tear each other to pieces!

They looked at each other, and the queen grinded her teeth and said, "No ghost fire left behind, and there is no clue. It can capture the remaining yin energy of the other party, and it is certain now..."

"The other party is a special ghost." She said solemnly: "Sequence No. 0: Death Star."

"And the rank is extremely high, above the Duke. It occupies the body of the original version of the messenger "Yidi"."

Death Star?

Qin Ye's eyes became slightly solemn.

The special yin spirit sequence is like a great enemy for any judge in the ruling party. However, their fertility environment is too special. For example, Liu Changmin, the Sewol, hundreds of lives, and the Sewol incident that shocked South Korea, the nationwide protests have created a Liu Changmin.

For example, Quan Jinghao, who had thousands of lives in Busan, and died without being born. He was so resentful that he was shot to death when he saw Guangming just now, so he had the other party.

This also makes them extremely difficult. Once any major injustice occurs in the world, the evil will definitely be present. If you find a single sequence special ghost that is about to be formed, it will be solved immediately. Therefore, there are too few opportunities for a single sequence ghost to appear, let alone the zero at the highest vertex.

He has also heard of the name of Death Star.

When you see it, you will die.

Even the Yin Spirit is no exception!

Also known as the Star of Death, evil. Moreover, it can change into any shape and simulate the other party's yin energy. This strange thing will not be recorded in history, but will only appear in major events that affect the fate of race or race!

Such an incident will definitely be named after history.

"Is the surveillance system of the New World collapsed?" Qin Ye took a sip of coffee in disguise, and his words were very calm. But when the Queen of the Underworld heard it, he felt extremely harsh, as if he slapped his face.

Can occur special ghost death of zero

Star events are among the few in the entire New World!

You can't supervise this?

You guys have all let a special ghost of No. 0 float outside, and they have reached the level of the Mansion Lord!

Are your evil friends not afraid of death? Are your god of death so fucked?

"We will look for its trace as soon as possible. But... what we should find more now is who is behind him!"

What's the use of a Death Star stealing information about flying into the sky?

"Two." Qin Ye put down his coffee cup, leaned forward, and said in a stern manner: "I want his information."

"Why did he appear, where did he appear, and why he was missing!"

This is the speed of solving the problem that completely distrusts the New World... The Queen of the Netherworld only feels that her face is dull. However, nothing she says at this moment.

"We will prepare as soon as possible." A few seconds later, Pluto changed the topic: "I will definitely give you an answer within one month!"

“Based on our perception, the data has not left the New World. Although we do not intend to make it public, we are not unaware of its importance.”

"We have marked every page. However, now we don't know what insight is covered up. We can't feel its specific location, we can only be sure that it is still in the Americas."

The Queen of the Ming Dynasty had a cold murderous intent in her words: "Don't worry, King Qin, as long as he is in the New World, no matter North and South America, we... will give you a satisfactory reply."

Is it true?

Qin Ye nodded slightly, but his heart sank slightly.

Not that easy!

Those who can tamper with the eyes of the two high-level gods of death are actually using special ghosts that reach the level of No. 0 Mansion Lord. The water in this pool is too deep. If you continue to investigate... I am sure that it can be done in one month?

He didn't say anything, and besides, the Queen of the Underworld would probably be angry and embarrassed.

"I still have some places to go to during this period." Qin Ye stood up and stretched out his hand: "One month."

"A month later, I will wait for the good news."

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Professor Hornert is watering the flowers.

It's already late at night, but he's used to watering flowers at this time.

As a university professor, he was treated quite well. This also led to a pretty good apartment with lawn and swimming pool. He and his wife, as well as a couple, lived here.

The apartment was not luxuriously built, at least from the outside. At this moment, on the top floor of the apartment, his wife, holding her eleven or twelve-year-old children, looked at the man watering the flowers below with a trembling look.

The boy held a note and wrote in his trembling handwriting: "He is watering the flowers again... At this time of day, he will appear on the lawn on time..."

"He is my father, at least a few months ago! But I know, he is not... He, under his skin, now I don't know what monster it is!"

Pa! His pen was knocked off by a middle-aged woman. The other person's face was pale and his lips turned blue. He said in a trembling voice: "Don't write."

"I don't want to recall this horrible experience again! Stop writing!!"

After roaring, the woman hugged her two children tightly, cried and gathered together, not daring to separate at all.

Four months...

For four months... His husband, the elegant, elegant and easy-going man, has completely changed!

They all saw... falling down the stairs, his hands were twisted to the point of being distorted, but he just twisted it.

When cooking, the kitchen knife cut the hand, but there was no blood!

When watering the flowers in the middle of the night, there was bright red water in the kettle. When facing the mirror, you could not see the figure inside!

He is not a human...

The women trembled, and every night was so long for themselves. They didn't dare to leave at all now. Because... in the dozens of escapes that they tried to leave, the other party could always appear in the room at the next moment.

He smiled, his head could be turned to an incredible angle, looking at them with no emotional gaze. It was like watching the lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse.

They...can't run away...

Professor Hornert had no idea about everything on the second floor, nor did he want to know.

He just watered the flowers quietly. Just when he reached the last pot, he suddenly realized... something was more in the pot.

He took it out with interest and looked carefully. It was a newspaper cut. The back was in English and the front was a photo.

This newspaper is obviously old and has turned yellow. It will even break if it is pinched. However, it is so strange that it has not broken and falls into his hands.

He looked at it curiously.

In the photo, it is a black man, about thirteen or fourteen years old.

His mouth was blocked, his face was covered with tears, and his head was covered with a semicircular silver cover, and his whole body was tied to a chair.

The moment he saw the other person, Horner suddenly let out a shrill scream. In the seven orifices, the yin energy exploded. The meridians in his body were erect, and they were extremely obvious on his arms, just like an ancient banyan tree.

"shit!!" He threw away the photo, gasped sharply, his eyes red, and looked around: "Who is it?"

No one answered.

The place where they live is not remote. However, there is no sound at this moment.

The apple trees in the garden were filled with crows at some point and began to quarrel.

There are no visions.

However, just as his eyes were about to be withdrawn, a peaceful voice suddenly sounded behind him: "I've seen the photos of Death Star and still alive, and the only one who used to be the God of Death."

The moment the sound rang, Horner's muscles tensed up. The yin energy in the middle of the seven orifices was everywhere. However, he relaxed in a second.

"King of Qin." Hornet wiped the cold sweat that did not exist, and turned around with a smile: "I really didn't expect that we would meet again."

At this moment, under the light of the gate, there was an additional folding stool.

A young man wearing a dark dragon robe and black hair shawl was sitting leisurely on a stool. The simple folding stool was scented by him.

"Don't be fine." Qin Ye had already added a cup of coffee in his hand and raised it, "It seems that you have a good reply."

"TOEFL." Professor Hornert smiled and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

Qin Yechao raised his chin when he was thrown to the ground by a professor: "Have you seen him?"

"I'm not interested in living people." Yanwujing picked up scissors, slowly trimmed the branches, and said without looking back.

Qin Ye shrugged regretfully: "What a pity, the only death star who fled abroad in the past century... Forget it, this is not the purpose of this king coming to you."

Crack... Professor Horner cut off a flower branch and narrowed his eyes: "What can be asked to come up with Yan Qin in person is definitely not a trivial matter. Can I refuse?"

"Smoke Mirror." Qin Ye took a sip of coffee with a smile: "Who gave you the illusion that you can refuse?"

With his back to his smoke mirror, his eyes became deeper.
Chapter completed!