Sweeping la la... the whole of Seoul seemed to roar with the fall of this palm.

All the lonely ghosts knelt on the ground at this moment, trembling all over. A yin energy belonging to the high-level underworld came from the sky and was born from the earth, making this city seem like a hell on earth.

I don’t know how many witches, priests, and pastors who had opened their eyes with their Yin-Yang eyes were trembling at this moment, and they hurried in the church without daring to move. The shrill ghost crying shaking 600 square kilometers, and even the sculpture of Jesus and the colored glass windows in the church were roaring like an earthquake.

Duke.

At this moment, Qin Ye recognized the other party's rank. At the same time, he thought a lot.

The other party did not show his body. Obviously, in front of the four top underworlds, unless they are both top underworlds, they would not dare to stroke the tiger's beard even if they were first-class underworlds.

Attacking himself is fake, saving people is real. This move seems grand, but in fact it does not threaten his yin energy at all. He could see clearly that another yin energy hangs upside down like a waterfall, and it has quickly rolled towards An Sumei.

"The Lord of the House is not common." Faced with this blow that seemed like a mountain collapse and tsunami, the face of the Yin Qi collapsed wildly. Qin Ye was blown by the Yin wind and his clothes and beards were dancing, but he did not move at all. He just said lightly: "An South Korea is still under the protection of China. No matter how brave the Russian Orthodox Underworld is, he dare not really swallow South Korea. So... a Lord of the House of the House of Russia should be the highest leader of Russia in South Korea..."

"For An Sumei, you choose to take action personally? An Wuchang deserves to let a man in the palace take action? What clues are hidden in her? Can you pay so much attention? You can hide your body and try to save people from the four top underworlds? The more you want to save... the more I want to know what the so-called death script is like..."

The moment he was swept by the Yin Qi, An Sumei felt relieved.

The Duke... is like a god, the other party is a judge, and he can't stop him... Wait... What's going on!?

Before she could think, she gasped and looked below in disbelief.

There, the Fujun attacked him to form a huge cloud funnel! And below the cloud, a ghost wearing ancient Chinese armor, whose mouth had been opened to half a meter in size, and was like a black hole inside, was swallowing all the yin energy!

No...not just yin energy!

She was shocked to find that it was not like a black hole... it was a real black hole! Her body... was being sucked into the other person's mouth crazy!

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night. The ghosts are in the middle of the night.

"Ah..." A faint sigh came from the void.

Only he knew that he did not dare... he did not dare to kill a Chinese Yin Chou, otherwise it would be a serious diplomatic accident. The Chinese underworld, these four words pressed on his head like a giant mountain. So much so... As the lord of the palace, he even dared not to appear in front of a judge!

It is precisely because his palm against Qin Ye was intangible that Qin Ye dared to use the Yin Spirit to absorb all the Yin Qi... The other party's judgment was also amazing... Is this the power of the top judge of the underworld...

Now, he is in a difficult position.

As an impermanent An Sumei, it is impossible for him to escape the devour of the Yin Spirit, which is ranked very high on the special Yin Spirit List. If he wants to save someone, he must confront the other side head-on. However... if he drags on, his identity will probably be discovered!

In the flash of lightning, he had made up his mind.

Countless ghost crying suddenly sounded beside An Sumei. She had been pulled into the air. She suddenly paused when she heard the sound, then gasped and looked around her.

With his yin energy rolled up, he had turned into countless unjust souls at some point. He screamed, roared, and rushed onto her, desperately biting her!

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" A shrill scream suddenly echoed in the sky. An Sumei looked into the air in disbelief and screamed in a trembling voice: "Sir... Sir! No... No!! Save me! Save me!!"

No answer.

The next second, the clouds surrounding An Sumi tightened in an instant, forming a prison of ghosts with a radius of dozens of meters. Countless evil spirits screamed and rose in it, surging. But at this moment, a magnificent golden light suddenly sprinkled over Shengde High School.

"This is..." The ghost shadow in the cloud finally made a terrifying sound, and two blood-red ghost fires suddenly lit up, staring at Qin Ye's direction.

There, a half-meter-long brush flew in Qin Ye's palm.

It was all golden, and the pen stem was covered with hollow patterns. You could see a golden soul scream in the center. The ink on the tip of the pen was also golden. It looked extremely luxurious, but... the Fujun in the clouds only glanced at it and suddenly let out a scream of courage.

"destiny……"

The voice was trembling violently and boundless fear. In the next second, even An Sumei didn't care about it. All the winds and tsunamis rushed into the cloud cave in the sky like a tide, accompanied by the yin energy of ghost fire in the sky. In just three seconds, Shengde High School was already bright moon in the sky and stars were covered with stars.

The dark clouds that had just poured out like rain disappeared in an instant. The ball of the wronged souls surrounding An Sumei collapsed and disappeared with endless ghost crying.

"Is it so useful?" Qin Ye looked at the pen in his hand in shock and drew a random painting: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk... How many evil things did Brother Xu do abroad? A man of the palace saw it and didn't even care about the clues of the script of the God of Death. So... ran away?"

"This has become a habit of counterattack in this protagonist. How can I deal with myself? Dad hasn't even gotten angry yet!"

In an instant, I felt that my trip to Korea was as stable as an old dog, and put my destiny into my robe. Then I turned my head and looked at An Sumei.

Only half of the opponent's spirit body was left. In just two seconds, it was swallowed up by the wronged soul.

However, she is still alive.

This is enough.

"Woo——" Almost at the same time, even the sirens of the sky continued to sound outside Shengde High School. Qin Ye hooked his fingers, and the Yin Ling swallowed An Sumei in one mouthful, and the body of a man and a ghost turned into a cold wind and disappeared.

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Pain...everything is not gone.

An Sumei opened her eyes and suddenly realized that she was sitting on a chair.

This house is unknown where, Chinese style decoration is extremely luxurious... She gritted her teeth and looked around, enduring the pain after being gnawed by the ghosts. Until her eyes fell on the sofa, she finally stopped. Then, her whole body shook subconsciously.

On the sofa, a man was wrapped in yin energy.

It was not true at all, but the pressure of the judge on the other party could not be faked. Around him, one impermanent and one soul-retained, were staring at her.

This is the infatuation that captured myself at Shengde High School!

Her lips trembled, did she... eventually fall into the other party's hands? At this moment, she knew that she had no hope of living.

"What are you going to ask..." She said hoarsely: "The little ghost knows everything, and he says everything."

"Oh?" Qin Ye gently shook the tea cup in his hand - Li Zhenshu had a lot of good tea in his room, but it was a cheaper one.

"If I had known this result, why would you have to struggle?"

An Sumei smiled bitterly.

Even if it is a ghost... he still has the heart to survive...

"I just want you to give me some pleasure..." She suppressed the severe pain of the spirit body and said hoarsely: "No matter how big a Korean is, there is no place for a little ghost... I am taken away. No matter whether you let me go or not... I have no power to believe me..."

No one spoke again.

Qin Ye's eyes flashed slightly, and he was wondering where to start asking.

Where is the Korean Living Hell File hidden? What tasks are you doing? Why are you in contact with Lee Jung-sook?

Three questions point to three goals.

The first one points to the true end of Russia's Orthodox Hell in South Korea. The second one points to the true appearance of the script of Death. The third one points to the whereabouts of Lee Jung-sook.

After pondering for a long time, he asked about his important matter: "Are you a Korean ghost?"

"yes……"

"Doing services for the Russian Orthodox underworld?"

"Yes..." Before Qin Ye asked, An Sumei said: "In Korea... the little ghost is also considered a high-level ghost. Although in your country, an impermanence may not be considered a big deal. But in Korea... there are only a dozen impermanences in total..."

It's so cold... Qin Ye raised his eyebrows and continued to listen.

"We know that the real boss of the Korean underworld is one of your country's twelve heavenly sects. We have the opportunity to participate in negotiations between countries, after all... Liu Yu is the only one that can be used."

"At the beginning, we depended on Liu Yu. He was very strong... so strong... but you also know that countries will never cut off contact." She bit her lip tightly and suddenly said, "Sir... can relieve some of my pain? It... will disturb my thoughts..."

Qin Ye snapped his fingers, and the yin energy belonging to the top underworld instantly covered the other party, moistening An Sumei's spiritual body bit by bit.

An Sumei's eyes flashed with a ghost fire, and she breathed a long sigh, and said hoarsely: "Also, South Korea just happens to believe in Catholicism, and Catholicism and Orthodox Church are the same lineage. Therefore, since a long time ago, there have been many Russian underworld ghosts in South Korea."

Qin Ye listened thoughtfully.

This is a game between countries. Later, the underworld of China opened up and other religions poured in, so he still had to face these situations.

An Sumei gasped gently, swallowed hard, and her voice became even deeper: "Fifteen years ago... an Orthodox ghost found me..."

The room was silent. Qin Ye knew that soon... it was about to reach the core of the story.

"He brought a verbal order and made a reward that I could not refuse. He said that if I could accomplish something, then... he would assist me and let me step into the ranks of Marquis!"

"Marquis?" Qin Ye raised his hand and asked.

"Yes..." An Sumei took a deep breath and said, "Their positioning is the title system. It corresponds to the secret system of China and its surrounding areas, and the judge corresponds to the Marquis. The Mansion Lord... It is the Duke."

It has a very local characteristic... Qin Ye nodded slightly: "Who issued this oral order to you? What do you want you to do?"

An Sumei trembled all over and said hoarsely: "To make me believe, the other party told the verbal issuer the honorific, he...is the lord who came just now."

"Peter Alexandrovich Rumentsev-Zadunesky. nicknamed... King of the Danube, one of the ten marshals of the Russian underworld! He is also... the director of this mission! Consul General! Russian special envoy to South Korea!"

It turned out to be him!

Qin Ye was slightly stunned, then shook his head with emotion.

This name... is a great name in history!

How did the modern dispute between Russia and Türkiye come about?
Chapter completed!