The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　Ever since returning to Yanxia...this feeling has become more frequent and stronger...

　It was a familiar feeling, a similar feeling.

Chapter 389: Danzhou Ancient City and Oil-Paper Umbrellas (Part 6) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　"Buzzing..."

　The steam car stopped at the door of the villa, which had been blocked by Danzhou patrol guards.

　After crossing the cordon, Xingmo squatted on the roadside at the entrance of the courtyard and looked at the footprints on the ground.

　According to preliminary visual inspection, the footprints belonged to an adult male. Judging from the shoe prints, they should be formal leather shoes, not the black armor that Xingmo had seen on the Karadorans Ridge.

　It seems that the Ancient Dragon Hunter, like Vivian, uses ice flames to condense the dragon helmet and thus enter combat state.

　Following the footprints all the way forward, two unrecognizable bodies lay on the side of the road, most of their skin burned to charcoal.

　Judging from their vaguely recognizable clothing, they are bodyguards of tobacco tycoon Lin Kemu.

　Judging from the smooth grass at their feet... they didn't even struggle when they died.

　This was a crushing one-sided massacre.

　""

　Xingmo raised her head and saw Alice holding the dagger of truth and stabbing it into the void.

　Meeting Xingmo's gaze, she shook her head:

　"The shadow of history was destroyed by the ice flame. I will search the surrounding area to see if I can piece together the afterimage."

　"Okay," Xingmo turned to look at Aurora and Vivian, "Let's go to the crime scene."

　After the group separated in the courtyard, Xingmo walked to the courtyard gate and nodded to the officer who was obviously in charge:

　"You are...Mr. Chen, right?"

　"Indeed, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Saint," Commander Chen smiled. "Ah... I have to keep my voice down. You need to remain as secretive as possible, right? But I've never partnered with a true hero like you, so it's a great honor."

　It seems that my name is also well-known in Yanxia... Xingmo kept smiling and nodded:

　"Take us to the scene."

　"no problem."

　Led by Commander Chen, Xing Mo and his group walked through the hall of the villa and headed towards the second floor.

　On the way, Xingmo began to ask some routine questions:

　"About what time did the incident occur?"

　"Around three or four last night, honestly, it's hard to pinpoint," Commander Chen shook his head. "Mr. Lin Kemu's body was burned by flames. We suspect it was icy flames. His body structure, soul characteristics, and the imprint of his presence in the spirit world were completely wiped out, leaving him indistinguishable from a pile of charcoal."

　"I smell it..." Vivian whispered.

　"How many victims are there in total?" Xing Mo continued to ask.

　"Apart from the servants, he was the only one there," Commander Chen said. "His son, Lin Yan, was staying away from home that night, so he escaped."

　Well... Lin Yan, that kid, should have stayed at that Zuo Shao's house last night.

　After all, they were busy giving the strangers a hard time last night.

　“We’re here

　. "

　Commander Chen said, pushing open the door of the master bedroom and waving his hand:

　"I won't go in. I don't know much about string theory, but the scene is well preserved."

　"Thank you for your efforts." Xing Mo nodded and went into the bedroom.

　As I stepped into the bedroom, the first thing that caught my eye was the headless corpse leaning against the wall. He was sitting right under the window. The corpse had been completely burned by the ice flame, and only the human form could be vaguely recognized from the broken limbs.

　Xingmo walked to the corpse, squatted down, and plucked the dark strings with his magic wand.

　"Buzzing..."

　He reached out and grabbed the dark string, and countless black threads instantly extended from Linku's body, spreading in all directions, and then faded into nothingness.

　"There are no clues left," Xing Mo shook his head. "An Xian can't even control him as a human being. This means that his concept of being human has been completely destroyed."

　"It's the power of the Ice Flame," Aurora muttered, "and I can't sense any trace of him ever having lived."

　This was a conceptual erasure—after Linkmu was killed by the ancient dragon hunter, even his body turned into unrecognizable charcoal.

　This behavior has no meaning in terms of murder. After all, Lin Kemu will definitely die no matter what, and he cannot defeat Gu Longshou.

　Burning the body into this state with ice flames is more like a...

　...humiliation.

　"The spirit world has been washed clean by the icy flames," Vivian said. "There are no clues."

　"Impeccable modus operandi." Xing Mo muttered.

　Through multiple identities and Bingyan's clearing of information at the conceptual level, Gu Longshu's modus operandi is perfect.

　Originally, any form of crime would leave more or less clues, even a hair or a fingerprint.

　But Gu Longshou left nothing behind, except what he wanted to keep.

　This is thanks to the powerful force of the ice flame - it can clear everything, including the remnants of information from outer space.

　"It's hard to find a breakthrough..." Xing Mo muttered.

　The soul was destroyed... the body was destroyed... the memories imprinted in the netherworld were also wiped out...

　It can be said that there is almost nothing to trace back.

　"Maybe we need to forcibly reverse the Ice Flame's obscuration of history..." Aurora muttered, "We need to use some force. This destruction is too complete..."

　"I'll help you clear the area." Xing Mo nodded.

　Just as the two were about to investigate the occult case, Vivian suddenly intervened to stop them.

　"and many more..."

　Xing Mo turned to look at Vivian, only to see her ice-blue vertical pupils suddenly light up, with a faint halo flowing in her eyes.

　"I...I think I saw..."

　Vivian walked to the window and looked out, her eyes seemed to be attracted by some powerful force.

　Her eyes fell on the street corner outside the villa - there was no one there, and the drizzle hit the street, splashing water.

　The next second, an ice-blue light flashed, and it was pitch black outside the window. A man in a black suit stood on the corner of the street.

　The man was less than two meters tall. He was holding a black umbrella, with half of his face exposed and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

　He looked at Vivian, and Vivian looked at him.

　"!"

　Vivian lowered her head suddenly and found a ball of ice-blue ghost fire flickering on Linkmu's body.

　"When...did this appear?" Xing Mo whispered.

　She took two steps back cautiously to prevent any changes to the will-o'-the-wisp.

　And Vivian did squat down and stretched out her hand...

　"Vivian!" Aurora warned.

　The next second, Vivian reached out and pinched the will-o'-the-wisp. The ice-blue light surged out and turned into flying fragments.

　The broken pieces of glass pieced together reflect a series of pictures:

　The ice flame flickered, and Gu Long crushed the tobacco tycoon's head.

　The corpse slid to the corner of the wall, Gu Long squatted down, and blood splattered.

　""

　After the brutal act, ice flames burned the tobacco tycoon's body, burning the surface of his body into charcoal.

　"Blood debt...blood debt..."

　After Gu Longshou finished speaking, he waved his hands, tore open a crack, and left the house.

　""

　The moment the scene ended, Vivian looked out the window as if by reflex, and saw a dark figure flash by at the corner of the street—

　——That’s the Ancient Dragon Hunter!

　He still held a black umbrella, like a farewell person standing at the end of the lawn at a funeral, standing alone at the junction of the living and the dead.

　From such a distance, Vivian couldn't see his face clearly. She could only vaguely see his black suit and the icy blue light in his eyes...

　"He's back at the crime scene! Go chase him!" Vivian yelled.

　Aurora tore through the rift in an instant and left, while Xingmo and Vivian broke out of the window and flew across the street amid the sound of air exploding.

　But when they got to the street, they didn't see a single person.

　"Run away?" Xingmo muttered, "Vivian, sense the ice flame."

　"There are traces!" Vivian frowned, "Let me..."

　She stretched out her hand, and the ice flame condensed in her palm, gradually turning into a crack.

　Vivian wanted to tear open the rift, but found that she couldn't do it no matter what she did - the ice flame seemed to be out of her control!

　"How could it be..." Vivian said with difficulty.

　See Vivian meet the bottle

　Neck, Xingmo raised her head and wanted to try to catch up first.

　But at this moment, a group of patrol guards rushed over and surrounded the two men.

　"Stop casting spells!" a patrolman shouted. "Excuse me, both of you. This is official business!"

　"What do you mean?" Xing Mo turned her head indifferently.

　Commander Chen walked through the crowd. He looked at Xingmo and Vivian with difficulty, swallowing his saliva continuously.

　"I'm sorry, ladies," he said, choosing his words carefully. "We... suddenly received an arrest warrant and need your cooperation in the investigation."

　"Are you sure?" Xing Mo raised an eyebrow. "As soon as the Ancient Dragon Hunter showed up, you're going to interfere with our investigation?"

　"The Ancient Dragon Hunter appeared?"

　Commander Chen was startled, and immediately ordered the patrolmen beside him:

　"Seal off the streets immediately! Conduct a blanket search! Find him!"

　After he gave the order, he turned around helplessly and spread his hands towards Xing Mo:

　"However...you two ladies still need to cooperate with the investigation. Someone has reported that you have kidnapped a large number of innocent people and detained them at your residence."

　Kidnapping innocent people? Xing Mo was stunned for a few seconds before realizing what he was talking about.

　——It’s about how they detained those survivors of the Liudao Island sent by Zuo Shao!

　This young master really knows how to choose the time to attack... Is he doing it on purpose?

　"Then take us there," Xingmo held out her hand, "Come on, if you need to handcuff me."

　"No, just accept the investigation, that's not necessary."

　A patrol steam car drove up and Commander Chen opened the back seat.

　"I personally believe that you would never be involved in such an incident," he whispered, "but... we cannot disobey the person who gave the order..."

　"It's okay," Xingmo smiled faintly, "Take us away."

　It's just a small matter, just deal with it calmly.

　Soon, the steam train stopped at the gate of the courtyard where Xingmo and his group lived.

　The gate has been surrounded, and a large number of patrolmen in military uniforms have blocked the streets on both sides, preventing anyone from entering or leaving.

　As soon as he got off the car, Xing Mo saw the high-spirited young military officer - he was standing in the middle of the road with his hands behind his back, looking at Xing Mo who had just gotten off the car with a smile on his face, with a gleam in his pupils like the tongue of a poisonous snake.

　He obviously inherited the temperament of his father Zuo Shangtang: arrogant, indifferent, and conceited.