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"No way, it took too much time to prepare for the sacrifice. I'm not surprised that they can catch up."

Gong Qing's face was calm. He had expected the arrival of the temporary workers.

Six temporary workers and Zhang Chulan walked out from behind the yellow sand, and walked into the city from the broken city wall of Jingjue Ancient City.

Hei Guan'er said with emotion: "You really succeeded. Sure enough, if Quan Xing is twisted into one rope, it will really be the company's enemy."

Everyone raised their weapons and looked at them vigilantly.

Originally, Ding Zhangan was a little happy about their arrival, but when he looked around, he didn't find anyone else, so he asked a little disappointed:

"Why are you guys the only ones? Why didn't the guy named Ma Xianhong come?"

He still wants to try Ma Xianhong's method!

Feng Baobao said frankly: "We broke up."

Zhang Chulan: "..."

Gong Qing asked suspiciously: "Then how dare you come and chase us?"

Wang Zhenqiu chuckled: "Of course it's because of the strong support. As far as Xiuwu knows, there are actually seven temporary workers, but there are actually eight."

Then staring at Hu Xiuwu, Wang Zhenqiu said playfully: "Don't you want to see our old acquaintance again? When I was on a mission before, I had to ask for his help every time, but none of them succeeded. It's still because of your face, this time Before I applied, the company gave me permission directly."

Hu Xiuwu said: "I'm really curious about his current situation, but I don't want to see him here."

It seems that Hu Xiuwu also knew the mysterious temporary employee of the board of directors.

Wang Zhenqiu was full of confidence about what kind of person he was, and Hu Xiuwu was extremely afraid.

Zhang Chulan was puzzled.

Two days ago, the company's board of directors wrote back to them, ordering them to continue to pursue Quan Xing.

At all costs, prevent people of all sexes from entering the ancient city of Jingjue, and bring Hu Xiuwu back to the company.

Later, the company sent a picture of the mask, authorizing Wang Zhenqiu to use the picture in this mission.

When discussing actions afterwards, unlike usual, Wang Zhenqiu didn't express any opinions.

It's not that he changed his temper, it's more like he got a long-awaited toy, humming a song, comparing the pictures on his phone, and making a mask overnight.

Zhang Chulan suspects that Wang Zhenqiu probably wants Hu Xiuwu to turn his back on him now rather than successfully completing the task.

Old Meng looked at Hu Xiuwu timidly: "Xiuwu, we don't know what you want, but Director Zhao has already said that if you give up resistance now and go back with us, then Director Zhao can give you another chance."

"Let's go, Xiuwu takes Chen Duo back with us, don't be obsessed anymore,"

Zhegui slowly unsheathed, her aura slowly rising,
ruined ancient city,
Can't suppress the Yin Lord who is about to ascend the throne.

Stepping forward, people seem to become taller than the city.

Hu Xiuwu said coldly: "I have spent so much effort, do you think I will go back with you at this time?"

"Then there's nothing to say, Lao Xiao, Brother Clarinet, you all stay away, don't hurt you!"

As soon as Hu Xiuwu refused, Wang Zhenqiu accepted the words without hesitation, and couldn't wait to take out the freshly baked mask that was just made last night.

A clay sculpture of Sanxingdui human face mask,
It's just that compared with the normal Sanxingdui mask, the lines of this mask are softer, and the style is also solemn and solemn, turning gentle and lovely.

Generally speaking, this mask is cuter than the original Sanxingdui mask.

After so many years, Wang Zhenqiu has also upgraded the medium he needs to use the godhead mask, abandoning the original rigid plastic mask and replacing it with a more flexible medium.

The clay figurine of Jinmen Zhang Yimai's magic weapon, plastic clay,

The magic weapon plastic clay, under the stimulation of qi, can flexibly change its shape, cooperate with the special hard qigong of clay figurine Zhang Yimai, plastic clay will become a variety of weapons, and even under the control of clay figurine Zhang Chuanren, it can change into different shapes. As a clay puppet fighter, assist in combat.

After learning about the plasticine effect of the clay figure Zhang Yimai by accident,
Wang Zhenqiu licked his face, and with his self-proclaimed good popularity, he successfully got the clay figurine Zhang Yimai to give Wang Zhenqiu a little bit of plasticine in order to calm things down, save money and eliminate disasters.

Of course, in the process, Wang Zhenqiu also used a little bit of stalking and soft-handed methods.

However, Wang Zhenqiu has always been measured in doing this kind of thing,

In the Huodezong, only the basic spells were obtained; the predecessor of the love horse to kill the chicken, the Tongbiquan, only asked for the original old version.He has never made progress, so over the years, he has used a lot of tricks, but if he really wants to say that his fundamental skills are still only the mask of the godhead.

This time he asked clay figurine Zhang Yimai for plastic clay because he knew that clay figurine Zhang Yimai had a secret technique to mass-produce magic tools, plastic clay.

As long as the finished product is not greedy for secret techniques, it can only be ordered.

When it makes people hate it, and when it's disgusting, it's not like to go to war with him and fight to the death for this little thing.

This is the reason why the cancer in the Southwest is "famous all over the world", but it has been able to escape so far.

With plasticine, Wang Zhenqiu doesn't have to wear a lot of masks every time he goes on a mission as before.

However, because Wang Zhenqiu lacks the unique secret technique of clay figurine Zhang Yimai, Wang Zhenqiu can't use the plastic clay like his arms like the clay figurine Zhang Chuanren, so he can only pinch the god he wants to play with Qi before the battle. facebook.

For example, Nezha, Monkey King,
as well as,

Wang Zhenqiu couldn't wait to put on the mask. Before the mask could fit the skin, a powerful voice echoed in Wang Zhenqiu's mind:
"Fight for the interests of the people all your life!"

Although it was expected long ago, Wang Zhenqiu couldn't help complaining:
'Brother, you are the oldest god today, why are you so enlightened! '

After complaining, Wang Zhenqiu firmly pressed the mask on his face,
The power of faith mixed with his own qi, mixed into viscous clay-like qi, sprayed from the edge of the mask, reshaping the appearance.

Six jade hanging on the waist, carrying the sun wheel,
The earth sends stone spears, and the sun sends fire crows.

Step forward, within a radius of [-] meters, the soft sand turns into hard frosty soil.

At this moment, Wang Zhenqiu has disappeared from the world, and now standing here is,

"Lion Lang!!!"

Zhang Chulan's voice trembled in shock,

No matter how deep the city is, and seeing the protagonist in the anime he watched in junior high appear in front of him, he still cannot maintain his sanity.

Xia Liuqing, who has been immersed in the way of faith for many years, is the one who understands Wang Zhenqiu's horror best at this time.

He shielded the golden phoenix behind his back, holding oil-painted gloves in his hands, and muttered to himself: "You bastard, what kind of god did you invite? In this society, there are still gods with such powerful power and such abundant faith. "

"Lion Lang, Lion Lang!"

Gong Qing was dumbfounded at first, but when he figured it out, his eyebrows beamed and his eyes sparkled: "So that's how it is, that's how it is, how big is it to play everywhere."

Hu Xiuwu let out a sigh of relief: "Shizilang's body didn't come, it seems that you didn't prepare Sangmu."

If Lion Lang himself came, he would turn around and leave without saying a word.

But if it's just Wang Zhenqiu who borrowed the power of Lion Lang.

"This battle can be fought!"