Chapter 632

Wu Chen and others looked at the amazing operation of the corpse collector. They were so surprised that they couldn't say a word - the things that experts like him can't be accomplished by ordinary people like them.

But strong to strong, you must at least have a limit!

At this time, Zhao shengxun on one side suddenly said with a smile: "this is our country's heritage, no one can rival it!"

He looked at the corpse Collector's back with an obsessive eye and said seriously: "perhaps, in the past years, our country suffered too much humiliation. But now China is absolutely impossible for those overseas forces to compete! This is our strength! "

What he said was not only arrogant but also thought deeply.

Wu Chen really felt the same way. So this time he came to the capital, he did not bring any foreign forces, that is, his own fallen angel servant. It seems that this is really a right choice, otherwise he would not have known such a powerful old man.

I'm afraid that the real intention of my knife is to push everything forward and expose all the enemies! Otherwise, with their own strength, I'm afraid they would have been killed ten or eight times.

"You kids are doing well." The corpse collector waved to several people happily, glanced at the corpses of Ouyang and his son with disgusting eyes, and sighed: "but it's much better than these two little things. What I hate most in my life is traitors!"

With that, the corpse collector raised his arm and directly detained their immortal spirits from the bodies of Ouyang and his son.

"I said you two, even if you've been playing dead here, I've already found you." A bloodthirsty smile suddenly appeared on the old face of the corpse collector. It looked as ugly as crying: "since you have chosen to betray your country and practice Japanese magic, then you don't need to live any longer!"

At this point, the corpse collector suddenly held the spirits of Ouyang and his son in his hand. He didn't even have a chance to speak, so he was devoured by the flame suddenly gushing out of his palm.

After all this, the corpse collector frowned and rubbed his hands against his body. He hated the filth and filth of the two guys.

Wu Chen absently watched the burned Ouyang father and son. For a moment, he had the feeling that he could not speak. It was because of these two guys that I left my hometown and wandered in the west, and I have always kept hatred in my heart for so many years, and yearned to get rid of them day and night.

But now that these two guys died so easily, he was not happy - the villain was dead, but there would be more villains. At least, my brother and his relatives can't come back

His road ahead was so dim that he didn't know where he should go.

At this time, an old hand suddenly put on Wu Chen's shoulder.

"Don't be confused, child." The corpse collector patted him on the shoulder again, which seemed to be a little comforting: "let's go for a walk. Your mission has just begun."

Then he handed Wu Chen the big black umbrella in his hand, looked at Wu Chen with rather serious eyes, and said, "do you remember the black umbrella when we first met? Now, you hold an umbrella for me and accompany me to relax. "

Although Wu Chen didn't understand why the old man said so many strange things, he held up his umbrella and helped the corpse collector out of the mansion out of respect for his predecessors.

"You guys, get rid of all the bodies here." The corpse collector frowned tightly and yelled in a low voice: "I don't want to touch these garbage corpses. I'll let you dispose of them."

Two people together holding an umbrella, out of the Ouyang home.

But as soon as he went out, Wu Chen found something wrong, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't think of it.

"Don't you see that there is no one in the whole street? And... The weather is changeable and strange. It's going to rain soon. "

Reminded by the corpse collector, Wu Chencai noticed how strange the surrounding atmosphere was. Even though the buildings in the capital were quite magnificent, they lacked the human atmosphere, so no matter how you look at them, they are very strange.

"Young man, what do you think the capital is like now?"

Wu Chen thought a little and began to observe with his psychic eyes. But he did not expect that his psychic eyes would fail in such a deserted street!

But when he looked up to the side, he realized what was going on.

It turned out that the corpse collector was using his own power to control Wu Chen's psychic eye, making him unable to run and use it.

"Young people, don't always think about taking shortcuts. They should feel the things around them. You have to understand that many things in this world can't be understood by appearances. After all, there will always be some deception in them. "

Wu Chen knew that the old man was instructing himself, so he began to do what he said, looking for clues around him.

At the end, Wu Chen was surprised to find out——

"Here is... A huge array?"

The corpse collector patted Wu Chen's head excitedly and laughed: "Oh, young man, what you said is really good! What's the scope of this array? How are they arranged and distributed? "

Wu Chen stares at the surrounding streets and the shops and buildings on both sides of the road, and suddenly finds that everything here has a certain fixed law!

The direction of the streets, the rationality of the buildings, and even the laying of the bricks can all show some rules - that is to say, the whole array is copied by the streets and connected with the same place. Naturally, it is the most central imperial city.

And every shop on this street can be regarded as a small node. Wu Chen doesn't know what power these small nodes provide, but at least he can be sure that these forces can't be underestimated!

"I see." The corpse collector stares at Wu Chen with a smile and suddenly says with a smile, "I know you already know. It seems that I didn't see the wrong person, ha ha ha... "

Wu Chen stood in the same place, a little at a loss for a moment.

The other party's utterance makes him not have any chance to answer at all, and answering this kind of dialogue that sounds very idiotic is a kind of idiotic performance in itself.