"But that bad guy, once his body dies, his soul will immediately withdraw, and he can condense and form and run away."

"If he runs away successfully, and there are experts who keep his soul warm, he will have the opportunity to revive the soul in the future."

"Of course, the premise is to have a master with excellent means, otherwise this soul will be unable to achieve success if it is broken."

"If you cannot convert the corpse and reincarnate, you will become a lonely ghost."

"Extremely miserable."

"It can be seen that this bad guy is not only not simple, but also has powerful masters or organizations behind it, otherwise it would be meaningless to separate the soul and body."

"But no matter how strong the other party is, it's good. The bad guy is now dead and he's gone."

"I also used the medicine to destroy his body, leaving no hair behind."

Nangong Youyou looked proud: "I am so powerful, can I add chicken legs at noon?"

Although what Nangong Youyou said was very fantasy, neither Ye Fan nor Song Hongyan, who had experienced the car accident in Xixi, had doubts.

Ye Fanxun adjusted his mind and asked, "Where is the gun in his hand? Do you have a cell phone?"

He wanted to find clues to the murderer.

"I hit my phone into powder with one blow."

Nangong Youyou felt a little embarrassed and scratched her head and responded:

"I also smashed the gun into a piece of iron and sold it to the scrap station for 40 yuan."

"Forty dollars, I bought two Orleans burgers at KFC and ate them all."

She also defended: "I wanted to leave one for you, but my mouth just didn't listen to me..."

Ye Fan gently tapped Nangong Youyou in the head: "A prodigal girl."

"Oh, by the way, there's something left."

Nangong Youyou took out a cross: "I thought this thing could be sold for some money, but no one wanted it."

Cross character?

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and he reached out to take it over.

The workmanship of this cross character is almost the same as that of Tang Wangfan, but there is no such energy surge.

The cross characters in my hand are cold and lost their vitality.

Ye Fan flipped over again, his eyes fixed on the bottom of the word.

Se?

Ye Fan murmured: "Arthur? Could it be that Prince Vandans attacked me?"

Didn’t he invite the Eight-faced Buddha?

Song Hongyan also came over: "Vandans couldn't hold back so quickly? It shouldn't be..."

"This kind of sniping is indeed not like Vandans' style. He is more of a smile and hides his sword."

"But pretending to be a magician and powerful organization is consistent."

Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "It's a pity that the corpse was destroyed and the cell phone disappeared. There is no evidence, otherwise he would be able to drink a pot."

"Doctor Ye, is this cross useful to you?"

Seeing Ye Fan's expression, Nangong Youyou's eyes lit up.

Then she stretched out five little fingers: "Five buns!"
Chapter completed!