High-profile King

After listening to the explanation, Zhang Jiao nodded suddenly, stepped on the rain and walked quickly in front of the two thin bamboo poles that had died, stretched out his right hand to emit a little holy fluorescence, and landed on the **** corpse on the ground.

This trick is the ‘Holy Flame’ of the Heavenly Father’s divine art. It can get rid of all the evil from the dead, and is specifically used to clean up artifacts contaminated by evil or the bodies of followers of the evil god.

But I didn't expect that the Holy Light this time did not play its full role. Although the corpses melted like candles in a raging fire, in the end only a half were left.

Zhang Jiao stared at the corpse underground for a moment, and thought in horror: "Taking poison to the point where it can neutralize the pollution of evil. It is also a spectacle of modern human civilization."

On the surface, he raised his foot calmly and kicked the remaining corpses to the side of the road. He walked on, and soon returned to the thick western-style brick building where he settled on Bond Street.

There is no electricity supply in the 15th district of Xiacheng, but his residence is after all the official residence set up by the Xiangbei Internal Statistics Bureau. There are micro-nuclear power generation equipment underground to maintain sufficient electricity.

Therefore, as soon as the door is opened and the angle is opened, the indoor air conditioning circulation system is set to warm air.

At the same time, he used his thoughts to control the water and gold arms on his body and turned it into a loose style of home clothes.

At this time, in the simulated fireplace close to the wall, the fiery red light slowly lit up, emitting a warm breeze, dispelling the cold and dampness in the living room.

"It's terrible," Zhang Jiao murmured with a comfortable smile on his face, "The spiritual catastrophe has been affected for a long time, and even the temperature in Nanyang has become cold.

Such bad weather has never happened before. "

As he spoke, his gaze crossed over the few ribs who were standing restlessly, and pointed to the kitchen in the middle of his fingers: "There are convenience foods and drinks in the refrigerator, so let's get some food first.

Remember not to be too greedy, otherwise you will be hungry and cold for too long and your weakened stomach will not be able to bear it.

Go, I have something to tell you after eating. "

The ribs spirits looked at each other when they heard the words. They obviously wanted to hold back, but they still moved into the kitchen unconsciously. After a while, there was a rustling chewing sound.

Zhang Jiao was a little disturbed by the noise, and then exhorted him loudly, "Be careful not to die." He got up and went to the bathroom to take a hot bath.

He paced out comfortably, and saw that a few spare ribs had finished eating and drinking, and stood back to the living room like a puppet, smiling with satisfaction.

He walked back to the rocking chair and sat down and said slowly: "If you didn't run away, it means you are still smart.

In a ghost place like Nanyang, no one will be kind for no reason. You have to pay for anything you want..."

"I, send me to the Sea Clan, sir, although I am awkward, I can still boil a few kilograms of oil.

And the virgin oil is more precious, let me go..." Before he finished his words, a spare ribs suddenly appeared more and more, trembling and shouting loudly.

Immediately after the dramatic scene appeared again, another ribs spirit calmed down from the panic, and he covered the mouth of the ribs spirit who had been talking before, and said excitedly: "What nonsense are you talking about, how can you change your mind? .

My lord, send me there. We have said that I have a bigger frame and can boil twice as much oil, which is more valuable..."

"Wait a minute," Zhang Jiao frowned when they were so excited that they were overwhelmingly excited, and stopped the yelling of the spare ribs, "What is it that is sent to the sea clan, boiled oil, and is worthless.

I am an acting agent at the 15 District Statistics Station of the Xiangbei Internal Statistics Bureau.

I brought you here for the purpose of recruiting internal staff for the statistics station. What excitement.

Forget it, you just saw where the bathroom on the first floor is. Next to the bathroom is the duty room.

Next to the kitchen are two dormitories for the internal staff. Inside the closets are the clothes left by the former staff.

You will have a bath for men and women, put on clean clothes and rest first. Both the duty room and the dormitory can be used.

Really, the rain makes people feel uncomfortable, and you are also inexplicably noisy and annoying. Let's talk about it tomorrow.

By the way, I usually like to sleep late and get up late. If you wake up early, you can cook for yourself.

Good night everyone. "

After that, he got up and went to the second floor directly, leaving only a few ribs stunned in the distance. Suddenly, they slumped on the ground in tears of joy.

Ordinary people's mood fluctuates too much, they often become confused and emotionally collapsed, so their current gaffes are actually quite normal.

This is also the reason why Zhang Jiao changed his mind and will postpone the conversation with the pork ribs for one night.

But after walking into the bedroom on the second floor, he didn't really rest.

Instead, he took off his Jinshui arms and put on an old cloth robe.

After that, Minian turned to turn the water and gold arms on the ground into four long swords, and communicated the spirit and rhyme of Fengshen Yize Zhuxian, Slaughter, Sinking, and Absolute Immortal sword.

Pushing open the window, he drove the long sword to fly out of the air and turned into the Zhuxian Sword Formation, shrouding the brick building he lived in.

Afterwards, Zhang Jiao launched a sword formation, extinguishing the vitality of all creatures in the mansion except for the few spare ribs he had just accepted.

This was to prevent the magical technique of planting grass and communication in the bird's nest, but unfortunately a few cockroaches died in the nest of mice.

After that, Zhang Jiao immediately dropped the anchor point in the bedroom and instantly teleported to the edge area of ​​the place where the catastrophe occurred, and began to routinely clear away the spirits, harvesting soul fragments and wishing strength points.

This was done overnight, and the sun rose the next morning.

Zhang Jiao, who had been killing for one night, walked into a large shopping mall and searched carefully for the first time when he passed the gold cabinet.

I found a few gold necklaces left by the previous raiders, happily put them in my pockets, and wandered into the toilet cubicle on the first floor of the mall. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com dropped the anchor point and teleported back to Xiangbei. Zone 15.

After the space was transformed, he stood in front of the window and retracted the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and entered the fantasy realm of Huaguo Mountain. He meditated for a long time with fresh fruits and honey comparable to nutrients. Return to the real world.

By this time it was more than 9 minutes in the morning.

Zhang Jiao was dressed neatly, strolled downstairs, and saw that the ribs had been respectfully lined up to greet him, and he recovered a little bit of the feeling of being a club leader in Nanyang.

He waved his hand vigorously and said, "You have all eaten, let's talk."

I walked to the rocking chair and sat down, looking at the few spare ribs who came by and said, "I won't talk about the others for now, let's talk about what to send to the sea people to boil oil.

This is what it means. Why do you guys think I would do this? "

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