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Lin Yi took out a talisman and waved it in front of Ding Xiaoyu's eyes.
In an instant, Ding Xiaoyu saw it.
A phantom shadow appeared in Lin Yi's hand.
Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the man on the ground.
Exactly the same.
This...this must be the soul.
Ding Xiaoyu thought to herself.
Looking at Xia Dongqing, who was still in a daze.
Zhao Li patted him hard on the shoulder.
"Alright, let's go. Let's get back to the car."
Of course, before leaving, Zhao Li gave Lin Yi some final instructions.
"Hurry up, the soul ferryman of this area is coming soon."
"If you don't want to go to war with the underworld, then..."
With that, Zhao Li pulled Xia Dongqing away.
It was clear that they intended to turn a blind eye to Lin Yi's actions.
After a while.
From the mouth of this soul.
Ding Xiaoyu also learned what she wanted to know.
"I never expected it to be him?"
to be frank.
Ding Xiaoyu was devastated when she learned the truth.
It's incredibly frustrating.
"How could it be him?"
unbelievable.
But when I opened my phone, there were messages inside.
But it was something she had no choice but to believe; it was true.
This really happened.
Just at this time.
The killer's phone suddenly rang.
It really was that person who called.
He hesitated.
Ding Xiaoyu answered the phone directly.
Familiar voice.
This instantly caused Ding Xiaoyu to burst into tears.
"Why, why? Didn't you say you just wanted to find Xiaoyu to discuss a solution to this matter? Why did Xiaoyu send out such a message?"
A questioning voice.
Clearly, the person on the other end of the phone was extremely angry.
"Where is Xiaoyu? What exactly did you do to Xiaoyu?"
"She's dead."
Lin Yi took the phone and spoke directly.
On the other end of the phone, she broke down in tears.
"You promised me that if I just provided the location so you and Xiaoyu could come up and resolve the matter, you would give us 300,000 yuan for the wedding."
"But you, you..."
pat-
Lin Yi hung up the phone immediately.
Ding Xiaoyu, who was standing on the 913th side, stood up abruptly.
"Just 300,000 yuan, and you've already betrayed my information?"
He shook his head, seemingly referring to this.
The people I was once most familiar with now seem like complete strangers.
Lin Yi shook his head.
That's so naive.
Let's discuss how to resolve this issue.
Once the people are dealt with, the problem will be solved.
"Put that soul down."
At this time.
Suddenly, Li shouted.
Immediately, an arrow landed right at Lin Yi's feet.
A very obvious threat.
Following the direction from which the sound came.
But it was a woman.
"Evil cultivator! Put your soul down, this belongs to the underworld."
"Unless you want to be an enemy of the underworld."
Lin Yi could make that judgment directly: a ferryman of souls.
and.
If I remember correctly.
Is this ferryman of souls Mulan?
Regardless of whether it's Mulan or not.
None of this will affect Lin Yi's next move.
"who are you?"
"Soul ferryman, quickly put the soul down, or else..."
He raised the crossbow in his hand.
The female soul ferryman said directly.
"I think you should put down the crossbow. Besides, I don't like it when people point it directly at me like that."
Lin Yi said with a smile.
Ding Xiaoyu had already hidden behind Lin Yi.
Although there was some misunderstanding about Lin Yi at the beginning.
But that phone call just now was clearly a misunderstanding on my part.
But this person who just arrived...
She didn't know about soul ferrymen.
But Lin Yi is a good person.
So, those who would oppose him would naturally be bad people.
Ding Xiaoyu made such a simple judgment.
At this moment, they had already hidden behind Lin Yi.
"You... I've already called the police. You'd better leave now, or else..."
It was an attempt to threaten the other party.
It's just a pity.
They won't buy it.
"You asked for this."
Seeing that Lin Yi seemed to have no intention of letting go.
Fire the arrows directly.
They just missed Lin Yi's vital points.
but.
"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things."
Lin Yi gently recited the Golden Light Mantra.
It was just a simple gesture.
His right hand, enveloped in golden light, had already caught the arrow.
Click.
It was broken in two.
'I said, put down your crossbow.'
He quickly bit his index finger, drawing blood.