C36 Danger of Temporary Separation

Zhang Hao took out a green leather ID and handed it to the person sitting on the front passenger seat. "This is my ID. We are on a special mission."

The person took the certificate and changed his attitude. "I'm sorry for what I did just now. What should I do next?"

Zhang Hao smiled. He took the certificate and said, "Accelerate and run. Leave the highway in the shortest time possible."

Then Zheng Lei saw cars after cars being left behind by this huge monster, which caused him to feel a wave of trepidation.

Just as the container car was about to run away, suddenly, a "peng" sound rang out and entered everyone's ears, Zhang Hao's face immediately changed. He slapped Zheng Lei and said, "I'll go up to the roof to stop them, you keep an eye on this little girl!"

With that, Zhang Hao climbed up from the driver's seat to the roof. A few seconds later, Zheng Lei heard the sound of a thunderous battle.

At this moment, Zheng Lei was just an ordinary person, but the Hu Xiaowang in his embrace wasn't even comparable to an ordinary person. All of his zhenqi was used to suppress the power of the Incantation, but even so, he was still unable to completely suppress her.

At this time, Zheng Lei did not know that at the airport's customs exit, there were two people holding up signs waiting for him. Zheng Lei did not know that at the airport's customs exit, there were two people holding up signs waiting for him.

Suddenly, Zheng Lei remembered the bag that Hu Xiaowang had given him. When there was danger, he could infuse his zhenqi into the bag and get help from his grandma.

As he thought of this, he hurriedly took out his wallet. He held it tightly with one hand, trying his best to calm his heart down. He thought that there was a surge of true energy within his dantian that was slowly flowing towards the purse.

After a while, he still didn't feel anything. He helplessly opened his eyes and looked at Hu Xiao Wan.

Oh," Hu Xiaoxian said with a shaky voice. No... No... Ah … Use... "Ugh …" "Hmm … you …" "Mhmm …" "Oh..." Spiritual force... "Ugh …" By... AHH … I... "Oh..." "Disperse.

Zheng Lei patted her forehead and said, "Little Wan, don't talk anymore. Hold on."

Then, Zheng Lei held the bag as he thought about it. He had met his grandmaster's grandma once before, and he didn't place any spiritual energy into the bag. So there must be some other way.

After pondering for a long time, Zheng Lei finally thought of a possibility. He extended his hand and bit down on his lips, immediately causing blood to flow out from his fingertips.

He cursed under his breath: Is it all a lie on TV? Those Taoists would bite when they wanted to, as if they didn't want money!

But no matter how much he cursed, he still pressed his bleeding index finger onto the top of the bag. On the bag, a blood-red light suddenly flashed and his blood was absorbed.

Zheng Lei was overjoyed. However, he felt Hu Xiaowan shaking his arm. He looked at her and saw her shaking her head with all her might. She seemed to be very anxious.

He somewhat understood and quickly took his hand off the bag. Then, he placed the bag in front of his eyes, closed his breath and carefully looked at it.

After looking for a long time, he finally noticed something strange. He saw that the blood on the bag had actually formed a thin film. If he didn't look closely, he wouldn't be able to see that there was blood slowly flowing and being absorbed.

Only after seeing this did he realize that the purse that saved his life had also been moved. Helplessly, he returned the purse back into his pocket, anxiously waiting for Zhang Hao who was currently fighting on the roof.

However, this car was still a colossus. Even if it increased its speed, it would be impossible for it to run too fast on the highway. Not long after, two cars quickly caught up to them.

The window of the car in front fell down, and a man with a bun on his head looked towards the container car. He saw Zheng Lei from the back seat of the driver's seat, and his eyes were filled with joy as he shouted, "Is that Zheng Lei and Hu Xiaowang?"

Zheng Lei had been paying attention to this car for a long time. Hearing their shouts, he quickly shouted, "That's us, who are you?"

"At the place where the heart respects the Cang Song and the white clouds, the shack is also the capital of the gods." The people in the car did not answer, but shouted out a line of poetry.

Zheng Lei's forehead was immediately covered in black lines as he thought to himself: Why are you still reciting poetry at this time?

However, from this point, he had a feeling of certainty in his heart. Seeing the depressed look on Zheng Lei's face, the people on the carriage took out a hairpin and waved it around.

At this moment, Hu Wan was also doing her best to look down at the carriage. Seeing the hairpin, she pushed Zheng Lei and nodded, proving that the people down there weren't enemies.

Then, Zheng Lei nodded towards the people in the car, only to see the top of the car slowly open, revealing the back seat. Then, Zheng Lei nodded, and saw the top of the car slowly open, revealing the back seat, Zheng Lei understood the meaning of this.

As Zheng Lei jumped onto this car, Zhang Hao shouted at him, "You guys leave first. Don't worry about me, I have my own ways of escaping!"

The driver did not hesitate as well. When he heard this, he stepped on the throttle and left the container car behind in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Lei was worried for Zhang Hao's safety. He quickly got up and looked behind him, only to see that there was no trace of Zhang Hao on the roof of the container ship.

His heart tightened. Just as he was about to say something, the Daoist sitting on the first passenger seat said, "There's no need to look anymore. He's also someone with cultivation. He's already escaped."

Zheng Lei looked back with distrust. In the end, he chose to believe Zhang Hao's words.

Then, his heart started to worry. In such an urgent moment, he jumped onto the car without much confirmation. If this car was also an enemy, then there was nowhere for them to run.

He nervously looked at the two people in front of him, and tightened his grip on Hu Xiaowang. He was even prepared to jump out of the car at any moment.

Perhaps he had felt Zheng Lei's nervousness, the Daoist sitting in the front passenger seat smiled and handed over a small red book. He said, "Don't worry, we were ordered by Martial Uncle Tian to come and pick you up. This is my certificate."

At the very least, it could very easily identify a person's identity. Although the possibility of the cost of the identity card was not excluded, if White Cloud Temple could not guard against this fact, then they would not be called a part of the Daoist community.

Zheng Lei received the certificate and gently opened it. There weren't any pictures or names inside, but rather a blurry scene. After a while, the haze slowly dissipated, revealing a person's profile picture. It was actually dynamic.