Zou Zhou was silent for a moment and took out a mobile phone. "This is Wang Jingzhu's mobile phone. Our people entered the dormitory of the film and television base and found this mobile phone. There were no fingerprints at the scene, not even any trace that Wang Jingzhu had lived there."
"Isn't it confirmed before? It was not Wang Jingzhu who spoke to Master Feitian. Less than five minutes after Master Feitian threw away his mobile phone, Wang Jingzhu used a landline phone in Xinghua County to dial Lin Xiaoxian's number."
"Yes. The person using Wang Jingzhu's mobile phone should be another flying master."
"How many flying masters do you think there will be?"
No, we don't want to guess!
Guanyin Bodhisattva, Tathagata Buddha, must not have a third flying sky.
Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, please quickly capture Feitian and take him back to heaven!
…
Wang Jingzhu appeared in Mi Yuanchuan's RV holding Fusheng in his arms. The two quickly separated and flew out of the RV together.
The glass on the front and rear of the RV was shattered, and the car was filled with glass shards and feces that exuded a strange smell.
Fusheng played several dust-purifying techniques one after another before cleaning up the RV. He also used his spiritual power to sweep the glass shards out of the RV and into a pile before sending them to Wang Jingzhu.
Wang Jingzhu waved her hands quickly. "It's all broken and useless. I don't want it anymore."
Fusheng threw the broken glass in the corner of the corridor. Before going to Xinghua, Fusheng also felt that this artificially refined crystal was an extremely rare object. Now, hehehe...
"Junior sister Wang, this teleportation weapon of yours is so powerful! Can I observe and learn about it?" Fusheng really felt that this thing was amazing.
For hundreds of years, people in Tianlan Dao have known about Mi Yuanchuan's forbidden escape and teleportation forbidden areas. No matter whether it's ground escape, air escape, wind escape, water escape... they all won't work. Even the blood-burning escape and soul-burning escape of demon cultivators are useless.
The teleportation talisman and teleportation array disk will be completely ineffective as soon as they enter Miyuanchuan.
This magic weapon not only allowed them to successfully escape from Miyuanchuan, but also brought them back again, which is really rare! Strange! Miracle!
"Let's see." Wang Jingzhu looked calm, but felt a little uneasy inside, fearing that Fu Sheng would see that the RV was just an ordinary machine.
Fusheng explored it back and forth, and used his spiritual consciousness to explore it carefully. He couldn't figure out why, and he became more and more surprised. He couldn't find any trace of the teleportation array at all.
How strange!
"Okay, Junior Sister Wang, put it away." Fusheng said.
Wang Jingzhu really didn’t want to put it away, so she left the RV here and could come back whenever she wanted. However, if Fu Sheng was to be fooled into thinking that the RV was a teleportation weapon, how could she abandon the teleportation weapon?
Fusheng waited for Wang Jingzhu to put away the RV, and while walking out, he said: "Junior Sister Wang, your teleportation magic weapon is not very safe. When you use it, you must find a safe place to use it, otherwise, you will teleport away, and this magic weapon will be used." Wouldn’t it be troublesome if someone took it away?”
Wang Jingzhu coughed dryly and said, "It's okay. This treasure belongs to its owner. Except for me, if anyone else takes it, it will just be an ordinary car, without the teleportation function."
"Others can't use it, but you can't use it either."
"It's okay, I can buy another one if I can."
Fu Sheng stopped talking. I don’t want to talk to rich people.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Fusheng, for reminding me. I will be careful. However, as long as Senior Brother Fusheng doesn't tell anyone, I can place this magic weapon wherever I want. No one else will know that this is a teleportation magic weapon, right?"
Fusheng was bored for a moment. Yo, demo, is this a warning or a threat?
"I won't tell."
"Of course I believe in Senior Brother Fusheng."
The two of them were chatting and walking outside. No one mentioned going inside to investigate the other red flame python.
With ammunition in hand and no worries, Wang Jingzhu was eager to try. "Brother Fusheng, let's go find those two-winged iron-toothed rats. I have a way to destroy them!"
Fusheng said nothing. It was not that he couldn't destroy the group of double-winged iron-toothed rats, but he would inevitably make mistakes during the battle. It would be bad if he failed to protect Wang Jingzhu and got her injured.
"What was airdropped just now!" Wang Jingzhu took out the airdrop box from the ring, opened the box, took out a grenade, opened the safety, and threw it towards the end of the corridor.
Boom——
There was a loud noise, and the space shook.
Not a single hole was left in the wall.
Fusheng said nothing.
Wang Jingzhu was surprised by the solidity of the buildings here. She patted the big box and said with confidence: "A grenade is not very powerful and can only damage the fur of the two-winged iron-toothed rat. What if dozens of grenades explode at the same time?"
Fusheng's eyes lit up. "Try it!"
The two-winged iron-toothed rats are easy to find. They poop everywhere and you can find them by following the stench.
Hundreds of two-winged iron-toothed rats were crowded in the open space in the middle of the corridor, and a few weaker two-winged iron-toothed rats were being bitten by others of the same kind.
Although this place is open, it lacks spiritual energy, there is not a single blade of grass, and there is no food at all. The two-winged iron-toothed rats have long gone crazy with hunger. Even though this population does not have the habit of cannibalism, they are still forced by famine to eat their own kind.
Suddenly, a large bulging woven bag flew over from the depths of the corridor.
A group of double-winged iron-toothed rats immediately swooped over and surrounded the cloth, pulling and biting it.
The woven bag contained nothing but 50 grenades.
boom--
There was just a loud bang.
All the grenades exploded at the same time.
The sudden explosion caused the two-winged iron-toothed rats to run away instinctively. In the panic, some hit the stone wall directly, and some crashed into the corridor correctly. However, the entrances of the corridor all around were invisible walls formed by spiritual power.
This is Fu Sheng's masterpiece. It is impossible to use spiritual power to form a shield to wrap all the two-winged iron-toothed rats, but Fu Sheng can easily do it by condensing several spiritual power walls to block the door in a short time.
The first wave of explosions was not over yet, and the second and third woven bags followed.
boom--
boom--
There were three explosions in succession, and the double-winged iron-toothed rat was almost defeated. In fear, the two-winged iron-toothed rats could only jump wildly and constantly hit the spiritual wall.
boom! With a loud noise, the two-winged iron-toothed rat finally broke through a spiritual wall and scrambled to escape into the corridor.
The Flying Sword flew out of his hand, chasing the group of two-winged iron-toothed rats.
Puff puff--
Even the two-winged iron-toothed rat caught up by the flying sword could not escape the fate of being beheaded.
In theory, Wang Jingzhu's spear can fly out like a flying sword and capture the enemy's head thousands of miles away. However, Wang Jingzhu can't.
She could only run all the way, chasing the two-winged iron-toothed rat who had no power to fight back and stabbing it wildly.
stamp!
stamp!
stamp!
Every time the Overlord Gun pokes out, it can knock down a double-winged iron-toothed rat. The two-winged iron-toothed rats that were poked off all had holes in their foreheads without exception.
Except for some special species, for all monsters, piercing the heart will not kill them. Only the head is their fatal wound.
If the two-winged iron-toothed rats rose up to resist, Wang Jingzhu, a newbie in combat, would definitely suffer. However, the group of two-winged iron-toothed rats were frightened out of their wits. Those who had some courage to resist were beheaded by Fusheng's flying sword, and the rest would be all. It's a target.
As long as Wang Jingzhu can catch up, it will only die.
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