The King of Special Warfare

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When it was early in the morning, the next day finally turned into heavy rain. The thunder roared wildly roaring in the sky, and Huating started to wind. The heavy rain became heavier, and it finally became an extremely rare heavy rain in Huating.

The torrential rain devoured the entire city, and in the dim lights, the wild rain seemed to be the only sound in the entire city.

In the pouring rain, a white-haired Xuanzangzi was wearing a light blue robe, holding a floating dust, holding an umbrella in one hand, and walking calmly on the road to the top of Dongshan Mountain.

Dongshan is known as the entire backyard of Huating, with many mansions and attractions, so the road is extremely smooth, but on a rainy day and late at night, the smooth mountain road is still slippery, and Xuan Xuanzi walks very slowly, but his steps are very firm.

Gale and rain.

The blue robe, black umbrella, walking alone in the middle of the night, which became a bit embarrassed by the heavy rain, his figure was like a black spot that was not noticeable.

Winter mountain with many mansions.

But Xuan Xuanzi's direction was not to lead to any mansion, but to go straight to the top of the mountain.

The mountain road became deeper in the heavy rain.

The mountaintop seemed distant and cold.

Xuan Xuanzi hurried forward, he was not fast, but his pace was the same, and he had never been slow.

A dim, hazy light lit up the mountaintop in the heavy rain.

The light group illuminated a small piece of ancient and solemn building.

Xuan Xuanzi's always calm rocky face seemed a little weird in the night.

He knew what the building was illuminated by.

The building with a history of hundreds of years can be regarded as a holy land on the southeast coast for some people of faith.

Xuan Xuanzi also has faith.

But he believed in Sanqing, and the top of the mountain ...

Amazingly a church.

The most famous Zhongshan Cathedral on the top of Dongshan Mountain.

The place illuminated by that group of lights was the destination of Xuan Xuanzi's trip.

Xuan Xuanzi got closer and closer.

The light swayed in the wind and rain, illuminating the bell tower of the church under heavy rain.

Xuan Xuanzi stood calmly in front of the church.

European-style churches, priests of the fairy wind, black umbrellas under the rain, light on the bell tower.

The pouring rain fell, the wind blew, and at night, the scene looked weird but harmonious.

Xuan Xuanzi breathed deeply, pushed open the door, and walked in.

The black umbrella was placed at the door by him, and the water stain soaked a line of ground that had not been hit by rain.

The space in the church bell tower is small.

The cross is at the center of the bell tower.

The bell tower lights up, and everything inside shines clearly.

Xuan Xuanzi entered the church and into the bell tower.

White dust was hanging in his hands, and his robes were neat.

He was standing in the bell tower, the atmosphere was getting weirder.

But what is even more weird is that this Taoist priest did not enter the Catholic Church. Before the cross, there was even a ridiculous monk wearing a monk's clothes.

The bald head, the bead, the monk's clothing, all of these are even more conspicuous than Xuan Xuanzi's dress.

The two looked at each other across the cross, and the scene was nondescript to the extreme.

"One year and three years later, the King's style is as good as ever, gratifying."

The monk looked at Xuan Xuanzi, his smile was full of meaning, and he didn't seem to have the peace and quiet of his family.

Xuan Xuanzi raised his eyebrows suddenly.

Heavenly King.

This is the other person ’s title to him, not the Taoist Master, or even his peers. He is the same as the other master ’s master. In this case, even though there is a difference in Buddhism and Taoism, even if the other party calls him Uncle Xuan Xuanzi Up.

But the other party called him the King of Heaven.

He is indeed the King of Heaven, the thirteenth King of Reincarnation that few people know.

"My master and I are peers."

Xuan Xuanzi narrowed his eyes, his voice indifferent.

"Master is gone. Naturally you are no longer an elder. I call you King, am I wrong?"

The monk's eyes were sharp, with clearly visible aggression.

"Yes."

Xuan Xuanzi was silent for a while before calmly said, "Are you true or true?"

He knew that Master Wuwei had two apprentices, and even met more than once, but he had never seriously remembered the names of the two apprentices before.

"Poor monks are true."

The monk clasped his hands together and made a present.

"You're here tonight, do you want revenge?"

Xuan Xuanzi's eyes were strange, with a self-deprecating: "I personally pierced the floating dust into the heart of inaction three years ago, have you thought about this cause and effect?"

"Heaven is misunderstood."

Ruzhen insists on the title of Xuan Xuanzi, smiles, and is impeccable.

Xuan Xuanzi smiled and looked at the rain through the window of the bell tower.

The winter mountain under the rain is full of vitality.

He squinted and said softly, "How do you know how to contact me?"

"I can contact the military division."

If it is really indifferent: "You are now the reincarnation king, I can contact the army division, and I can find you naturally."

Xuan Xuanzi said with a whisper, "Who is the military division?"

As expected, there was silence in reason.

Xuan Xuanzi said indifferently: "Why don't you believe me if you don't believe me?"

"The King owes me a cause and effect in Qingyun Temple."

As true tone also became cold.

Three years ago, Xuan Xuanzi went to Qingyun Temple to visit Master Wuwei, and directly pierced the dust in his hand into Wuwei's heart.

Master Wuwei died to fulfill Li Tianlan.

However, Xuan Xuanzi's original behavior can be regarded as the cause of a series of events.

"After all, don't you want revenge?"

Xuan Xuanzi laughed a little satirically.

"If you want revenge, you can't live now."

Ruzhen said unceremoniously: "I am looking for the King of Heaven today, but I just want the King of Heaven to return a cause and effect to my Qingyun Temple."

"Say something straight."

Xuan Xuanzi said blankly.

After hesitating, he calmly said, "Troublesome King renews his life."

"Who?"

Xuan Xuanzi asked.

"Qin Weibai. My little sister, your current boss."

To be honest.

"She will die?"

Xuan Xuanzi suddenly raised his tone. The reason why he joined the reincarnation palace was because Qin Weibai promised him that he would return his daughter to freedom when Kunlun City was destroyed in the next day, but now Qin Weibai will die?

Xuan Xuanzi was suddenly angry. He didn't know what he was angry at.

"If the King would take the shot, he would not die."

As Zhenan said quietly.

Xuan Xuanzi smiled angrily, he snorted heavily, and said in a somber tone: "I can't even see her destiny, go out of business? How do I get it? Do you teach me?"

True silence.

Facing the cold eyes of Xuan Xuanzi, he slowly took out a bead.

"This bead is called dying."

Truly calm: "With it, Uranus can shoot."

For death!

In Lin'an, Ruzhen also gave Qin Weibai a bead and told her the name was to die.

But there is no doubt that this one is the real substitute for death.

The one he handed over to Qin Weibai was named Chen Yuan.

If he doesn't even need to speculate, he can be completely sure that the fate at this time is already on Li Tianlan.

Qin Weibai believes that this is an opportunity to die. With her cherishment and attention to Li Tianlan, how could she be willing to use it? It must be given to Li Tianlan.

Dust fate lies on Li Tianlan to ensure that Qin Weibai's fate is immortal. In this way, it is possible to replace Qin Weibai's life with a real death bead.

"For the death ..."

Xuan Xuanzi murmured to himself, his eyes condensed: "Is that the senior's relic?"

"It's the patriarch's relic."

If nodded, he gave the bead to Xuan Xuanzi.

"Unexpectedly there is such a thing."

Xuan Xuanzi said something inconceivable, and then he was a little puzzled: "With this thing, Wuwei would not have died at all, why ..."

"Master said three years ago that he could die, but he could not die."

It was true that there was a sadness in his eyes. Master Wuwei may be the only person who knows the origin of Qin Weibai. Because of this, he saw the way forward. He left to die before leaving. Dust Fate, calmly, seems to have arranged everything for today.

He can't die because of the dead beads.

And can't help but die, in addition to fulfilling Li Tianlan, more is to leave Qin Weibai with the last vitality.

"Another fool who begged to die."

Xuan Xuanzi thought to Master Wuwei and murmured to himself.

If really did not speak.

"Is it worth it?"

Xuan Xuanzi asked: "For an adopted daughter who is not her own daughter, is it worth it?"

As if in silence.

"What is the origin of Qin Weibai?"

Xuan Xuanzi looked truthfully: "Wuwei erased all traces for her. As for her life history, it was well hidden. The North Sea King checked it, Kunlun City checked it, Nakasu checked it, but nothing was found, do you know ? "

"It's from a small mountain village in the southwest."

Xuan Xuanzi said flatly, "I was there when the Master met the little sister. That year, when the snowfall in the southwest was a disaster, the little sister fell into the snow. She looked like six or seven years old and was covered with blood Both internal and external injuries were fatal, but her consciousness was sober. When we found her, she also found us. "

He paused, strangely: "Just ... just look at it. You can't imagine her injury at that time, all her internal organs were damaged, and her whole body seems to have been crushed by life, tearing the muscles, thinking The person who killed her was like to torture her by the cruelest means, and then throw her into the snow, to freeze her alive. But that kind of injury, that kind of situation, she didn't have any fear and pain, When we found her, she just looked at us like that, so calm, she could even say that she was looking at us. "

He shook his head a little inconceivably: "Later, the master took the little sister back, and took good care of her for more than a year before slowly turning her around."

"That's it, you tell me she came from a small mountain village in the southwest?"

Xuan Xuanzi asked.

"We were indeed the young Shimei I picked up in a mountainous area in the southwest. I don't know her background, only the master and the young Shimei knew."

If she really shook her head: "But it doesn't matter. You don't need to know about it for her life."

"Renew her life ..."

Xuan Xuanzi's tone was complicated: "If I don't agree?"

If you did n’t answer this question, you said calmly: "This place is very important in the information of the reincarnation palace. It is said that several private priests are all dark chess of Kunlun City? Here is good, all the rich people around. Maybe someone will reveal a little secret when they pray. Even if there is no secret, it is a good place to build a stronghold here. "

Looking at Xuan Xuanzi who was discolored, she said slowly, "I asked you to meet, and you asked me to wait for you here. I'm afraid you didn't just want to see me? I heard that Gu Xingyun brought his daughter and Gu Qianchuan to Huating. Anymore? "

Xuan Xuanzi's face was completely gloomy.

"I won't do anything. If you don't agree, I won't leave. It's you who doesn't end well at that time, it's nothing to do with me. If you die, you can still return the cause and effect."

The real smile was a bit cold: "But the question is, as the only metaphysical master in Zhongzhou, can you bear to die?"

Xuan Xuanzi's lips shuddered.

He certainly didn't want to die.

Not for the so-called status reputation, but for her daughter and granddaughter.

"Even if I'm willing to take the shot, I won't have enough time today. I don't have enough time."

Xuan Xuanzi took a deep breath and clenched the dead bead in his hand.

"Enough time."

Truly calm: "Just right."

"not enough time!"

Xuan Xuanzi was a little irritable: "For the death bead, someone needs to be replaced. Where is the candidate? For Qin Weibai, it must be someone who is involved with her. If the other party is not here, other arrangements are needed. , Time is not at all ... "

"No other arrangement is needed."

It's really soft.

All Xuanzang's words stopped suddenly.

He looked straight at him.

Ruzhen laughed: "She is my little sister, I'm involved with her, right?"

In Lin'an, Qin Weibai asked his future plans.

He said that everything follows.

Tonight, in the bell tower of this church, this is his fate.

Xuan Xuanzi then understands why the dust is already true and why it is not dusty tonight.

Sitting really slowly on the ground.

"I have nothing to worry about."

He said, "Come on, I'll go and serve Master early."

The storm and rain outside the bell tower did not stop at all.

There was a flash of fire in the bell tower.

The fire flickered and flickered.

Time passes slowly.

Lights lit up the road in the winter mountain rainstorm.

A row of Mercedes-Benz convoys passed through the heavy rain at night and stopped slowly in front of the church.

Gu Xingyun got out of the car alone, looked up at the light of the bell tower, and turned to look at the girl who came down from another car.

"You follow me."

Gu Xingyun looked at the girl calmly.

The lights inside the bell tower seemed dim.

Xuan Xuanzi sat alone in the bell tower, his face pale.

The dead bead in his hand had completely disappeared.

if true.

Also disappeared.

Only some of the participating dust was dancing in the air, and eventually fell to the ground, blown by the wind outside the window, and there was no trace.

Xuan Xuanzi, do nothing.

Coupled with Ruzhen, a real monk who has attained Taoism, he finally replaced one with a trace of dust that belongs to Qin Weibai.

"Another fool."

Xuan Xuanzi whispered softly.

Footsteps sounded outside the bell tower.

The attic door was pushed open.

The figure of Gu Xingyun appeared at the door.

Behind him was a girl about twenty years old.

A picturesque young girl with an allure.

The girl is tall and slender, with a delicate and feminine face. She is wearing a pale green dress with bright eyes, beautiful hair, and flying hair. Every move is all youthful and charming.

Very well-behaved and gentle, she stood there casually, but for a moment seemed to suppress the lights, and there was a fascinating charm.

Gu Xingyun stared at the girl, her mouth trembling, and she burst into tears before she knew it.

"Allure, this is grandpa."

Gu Xingyun looked at Xuan Xuanzi and said quietly.

The girl's beautiful eyebrows moved easily, she did not call her grandfather, but just whispered in a tone of non-coldness and enthusiasm: "Lord, I'm away from the city."