The liver produces the strongest player

Chapter 645 Demon Lord
Zhao Weimin shook his head and sighed: "I'm not sure either."

"I know that Wang Yongtao has been looking for her and is also secretly monitoring me, so I don't dare to go looking for her rashly."

He asked Jiang Yang again: "Is there anything gained?"

Jiang Yang nodded: "Yes, yes, but... it's a bit troublesome."

He was now caught up in his father's hesitation back then.

Given his level, given time, he should be able to enter that state of extreme tranquility.

But now is a troubled time. If I really enter that state, in the blink of an eye, the whole world may have turned upside down.

Jiang Yang felt that his father must have entered that state back then.

But there is no way to know what happened. I only know that grandma escaped with herself and the Taoist tools.

But father and mother are no longer here.

If the guess in his father's notes was correct, Jiang Yang felt that Wang Yongtao might have been provoked by something because the evil thoughts amplified by the instrument were input into the Taoist artifact.

From this point of view, it is possible that my father activated the Taoist weapon to send him and his grandmother out.

As for why my mother didn’t leave together…

Jiang Yang didn't want to think about it. Any reason would only make him more sad.

He took a deep breath to ease his heavy and depressed mood.

He said to Zhao Weimin: "Where is Wang Yongtao? I want to see him."

Zhao Weimin said: "I will arrange for someone to take you there."

……

Kyoto, prison.

Wang Yongtao sat quietly in the interrogation room.

The bright light was a bit dazzling, but Wang Yongtao's face was calm, and it didn't look like he was being interrogated at all.

"I have already explained everything that needs to be explained." Wang Yongtao pushed up his glasses and said.

"Wang Yongtao, I think you understand better than us the principles of leniency for those who confess and severity for those who resist. We can't live up to what you told us."

Wang Yongtao still looked calm: "I have indeed finished my explanation."

"I advise you to be honest, do you still think it was before!?"

Wang Yongtao raised his head and looked behind the two prison guards.

His chrysanthemum-like old face suddenly smiled: "Are you here?"

"What's coming!?" The two prison guards' faces darkened and they were about to turn around.

"!!!"

……

When Jiang Yang arrived at the scene, he saw only corpses on the ground, which was shocking.

"What's going on?" Zhao Weimin looked solemn, "Quickly find out if Wang Yongtao is still there."

"Reporting to the chief, we have searched inside and outside, but there is no trace of Wang Yongtao."

Zhao Weimin's face darkened: "Is it the dark moon?"

"It's not him." Jiang Yang bent down and inspected the corpses.

"These people were neither injured by spiritual power nor by demonic power."

"There are no wounds, and there are no signs of damage to the meridians." Jiang Yang frowned, "The whole body is intact."

"Then how did they die?" the guard next to Zhao Weimin asked immediately.

"Yin Yang eyes, open!" Jiang Yang made a magic spell, and the spiritual power flowed in his eyes. He carefully observed the flow of "qi" around him.

The more he looked, the more he frowned, and his yin and yang eyes could not see any clues.

Zhao Weimin spoke at this moment: "Xiaoyang, come with me."

He and Jiang Yang walked to a deserted place and then said: "The death situation is exactly the same as that in the institute."

Jiang Yang was shocked: "What do you mean?"

"That's right." Zhao Weimin said, "It's probably the thing from the research institute."

"It's troublesome." Jiang Yang sighed.

"Can't you see the problem too?"

Jiang Yang shook his head, but soon, he seemed to have thought of something: "Maybe I have another way."

"I'll give it a try." As he spoke, he had already turned on the heavenly and human induction.

At this moment, he felt that the rhythm between the heaven and the earth was vaguely abnormal.

At the same time, he felt the emotions of the insects and potted plants around him.

It was an emotion of extreme fear.

"That thing is very strong." Jiang Yang said.

"How does it compare to you?" Zhao Weimin asked.

Jiang Yang shook his head: "It's not clear yet."

However, Jiang Yang felt that no matter how powerful that thing was, it shouldn't be immune to the weapons of immortals and demons.

Now that he has understood the telepathy between heaven and man, his control over artifacts has become stronger, and the power of the "sun-shielding" in his hands has also become stronger.

As long as that thing is not immune to the weapons of immortals and demons, it should be able to deal with it.

"I'll look for it," Jiang Yang said.

Although the people here are dead, the insects and plants are alive. Jiang Yang can feel their emotions, and wherever the things pass by, they should leave such traces.

"Then you must be careful." Zhao Weimin warned.

He knew that the thing was dangerous, but if he left it alone, it would be even more dangerous.

Jiang Yang immediately chased after him, performed an invisibility trick, and soon left Kyoto and arrived at the outskirts of Kyoto.

But at this time, he suddenly found that the emotions of the surrounding vegetation and insects suddenly stopped.

"How could this be?"

He was amazed.

……

In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Kyoto.

Wang Yongtao looked at the person in front of him coldly.

He was wearing a warrior uniform, but Wang Yongtao could feel that the person in front of him was completely different from a warrior like Dark Moon.

"who are you?"

The warrior in front of him chuckled and said, "Aren't you always calling me?"

"Now, here I am."

"Calling you?"

"You should know." The man had an inexplicable evil smile on his face, "You were praying to our Lord more than ten years ago. It's an honor that through the amplification of that holy object, it spread to The palace of my Lord.”

"You should feel extremely honored that I am now before you as His messenger."

"Are you the one communicating with me in my mind?" Wang Yongtao asked.

"It seems you already understand."

Wang Yongtao laughed: "So, can you realize what I want?"

"As you wish."

"You know what I want?"

The man opened his palm, and a small bronze compass appeared in his palm.

The compass slowly grew in size, and finally turned into a disc the size of a basketball.

"This is a gift from our Lord. Although my humble strength is not enough to show one ten thousandth of its power, I can still bring you a little surprise."

He stretched out his finger and tapped it on the disk.

One by one, blue butterflies flew out of the compass.

"This is!?" Wang Yongtao said in surprise, "Lingdie?"

"That's right." The man tapped one of them, "This one belongs to Fei Scythe before. Although he unfortunately died, everything about him is recorded in the compass, and it is now available to you."

His fingertips pointed towards Wang Yongtao, and the spirit butterfly flew into Wang Yongtao's eyebrows.

Wang Yongtao's body was shaken, and his originally full head of hair turned black, and his whole person became radiant.

"I feel full of strength." Wang Yongtao was surprised to feel the changes in his body. He felt as if he was decades younger. "Is this innate?"

Wang Yongtao said: "How should I call you?"

"You can call me 'Number One'."

(End of this chapter)