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Chapter 67 【67】Six Meridians Excalibur and Bird King
Ten p.m.

Cheng Han woke up from deep sleep.

Combining his experience in practicing the Furnace Ceremony today, he deduced a true flame residue seal.

The spiritual value plummeted.

The light filament structure has been successfully completed.

Cheng Han touched the remnant seal with his mind, and immediately got a feedback: "The remnant seal of true flame, the integrity is 6.68%."

He carefully comprehended the mystery of the residual seal, turned his eyes to the black cat, and asked with a smile: "Sheriff, do you want to have a little snack?"

The black cat raised its head, with puzzled eyes: "Meow?"

Cheng Han grabbed a chestnut and tossed it lightly.

At the same time, he quietly communicated with Zhenyan Remnant Seal, raised his right index finger, clicked in the air, and pretended to shout: "Shangyang Sword!"

next moment.

A blazing ray burst out from the fingertips, hitting the chestnut with precision.

The bright light at this moment made the black cat close its eyes unconsciously.

"Snapped!"

A roasted chestnut fell in front of the sheriff.

The black cat froze.

Cheng Han asked with a smile, "Is this move handsome?"

The black cat sniffed the chestnuts and flicked its tail.

The master is amazing!
The black cat opened its mouth and bit the chestnut, chewing it quickly.

Cheng Han asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

The black cat flicked its tail.

It feels that this kind of chestnut has a special flavor.

After several deductions recently, the integrity of the True Flame Remnant Seal has increased by nearly 1.5%, and a new attack method has been added.

Cheng Han called it the Six Meridians Excalibur.

of course.

This is just joking.

The real name is - Red Flame Ray.

The damage range of this skill is far inferior to the small fireball technique, but the point-to-point attack power is much higher, and the range is more than three times that of the latter.

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Late at night.

There were numerous snowflakes falling down again.

Cheng Han started playing with birds.

No.

It should be said, to practice the various skills of manipulating the flock of birds.

By the way, it's also peeping... Wrong, monitoring the situation within the urban area, and doing my part to protect the safety of the majority of civilians.

Today it is today.

The integrity of the Remnant Seal of Yuling has reached 58.82%, supplemented by the ability of "portable WIFI", the control ability has been greatly improved.

The flock of birds played by Cheng Han is not just a flock of night owls.

It also includes more than ten different types of birds, including diurnal and nocturnal birds, with a total of more than [-] birds scattered in different locations in the city.

Out of clumsy considerations, he was extremely careful when manipulating these birds, so that no one noticed the abnormality.

To put it bluntly, the current Cheng Han can be called the "Bird King of a Generation" in Qinglincheng.

5 minute later.

Cheng Han showed a strange look: "This pair of mandarin ducks actually did such a thing in the middle of the night, and it was so cold that they didn't even draw the curtains. It's really abnormal."

He paused, and muttered: "But the figure is quite predictable."

With the help of a "white-faced swan", the picture was too explosive, and it involved personal privacy, so he did not continue to watch.

Cheng Han hesitated, touched the remnant seal of Yu Ling with his mind, and issued an order.

After ten seconds.

He did a deduction.

The illusion slowly emerges:

"Gah!"

An extremely ear-piercing cry suddenly broke the silence.

But in the dead of night, it really resembles the howling of a terrifying monster.

In an attic more than ten meters away, a pair of wild mandarin ducks screamed in shock, hurriedly closed the windows and drew the curtains.

After a while.

A low voice came out.

"Should it be a bird call?"

"I'm so scared that my heart is still beating. If you don't believe me, feel it."

"Nana, I seem to be dying."

"Why are you so useless?"

A little while.

The illusion dissipated.

Cheng Han couldn't help laughing: "I just kindly reminded you to close the windows so that you don't get a cold from the cold. It's really meaningless."

There are no mobile phones in this world, let alone computers, and there is a serious lack of entertainment. To a certain extent, this is one of the few entertainments he has.

soon.

He diverted his attention and played with other birds.

After half an hour.

In the sea of ​​spirits, the remnant seal of controlling spirit suddenly throbbed.

Cheng Han sensed it for a moment, and his face changed: "It's strange, why is Bailianhu 'disconnected'?"

The so-called "disconnection" is naturally not the loss of the network signal in the previous life, but the interruption of the mysterious link between the residual seal and the bird.

And when this happened, it meant a situation—the bird died.

Cheng Han pondered for a few seconds, then murmured to himself, "Could it be that Bailianhu's cry alarmed a certain existence hidden near the attic and caused a fatal disaster?"

Logically, this is the most likely answer.

Thinking about it again, what is so sensitive to bird singing, and can't help killing it just by hearing it?

Cheng Han's expression suddenly became serious: "It can't be the descendant of the gods, right?"

The odds are great!
The descendants of the gods have repeatedly suffered big losses in front of the night owls. I don't know how many people died. Only this group of alien god believers are so sensitive to the sound of birds that they are abnormal.

Except for them, no one would like to go out to hunt birds at night.

Cheng Han decisively connected the remnant seals, locked on the undissipated connection of Bailianhu, and said silently: "Deduce what killed this bird."

Spirit value decreased by 0.5 points.

No feedback.

The deduction failed.

but.

Failure itself is an important message.

Cheng Han took a deep breath: "The ghost eye incident a few days ago, where the source of the soul goes, can't be deduced, there must be a very high-level extraordinary item there.

"And the murderer who killed Bailianhu just now can't be deduced. Could this guy just be carrying that extraordinary item?"

It seems that the probability is very high!

Cheng Han recalled the image of the attic, and conducted another deduction: "What is the purpose of the place where the attic belongs?"

The top of the skull is slightly cool.

A stream of information emerges.

The result came out - a freight company named "Tongshen".

Cheng Han became more and more affirmative: "The freight company is a place where people and materials are intensively exchanged. They have also built many warehouses for goods. It is too easy to hide one or a few people."

He stood up and walked a few steps excitedly: "I really didn't expect that an accidental mischievous act tonight would bump into something incredible.

"So, what should we do next? Should we notify the authorities immediately, or should we find a way to find out what the Transcendent Item is?"

Cheng Han fell into deep thought.

After a long time.

He had a decision in his mind: "For me, every extraordinary item is a fortune, and I can use the omniscient eye to analyze a lot of knowledge.

"This thing probably has a huge background, maybe I can try to get it, and the God Descendant Group has suffered a major failure, so I won't act rashly for the time being, I have enough time."

He chuckled: "If it fails, just call the officials directly to beat the workers."

Anyway, there is an official backstop.

Don't be afraid!
Cheng Han yawned: "The other party is already alert, it is not appropriate to act tonight, let's talk about it tomorrow."

He first licked and added some firewood to the fireplace, then placed the quilt on the sofa, took off his clothes and got in, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The black cat walked over quietly, rubbed its head against the bedding, and lay down beside the sofa.

The flames kept dancing in the fireplace, watching each person and cat tenderly.

"Snapped!"

A log made a soft crack.

The black cat turned its head and glanced at it, then wagged its tail.

Hate!

Do not disturb the owner's sleep!

(End of this chapter)