Chapter 7: Ghost Village
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"Master, isn't this the direction of returning to the Mirror Wasteland?"
Feng Aya couldn't figure it out, if the master wanted to go back, he should go in the opposite direction!
Feng Zitong glanced at the puzzled Feng Aya: "Well, I finally came out in such a leisurely manner, why don't you go out and shake first, the people in the Feng Mansion don't know that I'm still alive, let's just swagger through the market all the way, so that the people in the Feng Mansion can receive the news." ā
Today, Feng Zitong did not wear a mask, but changed his appearance, covering the original national color and natural fragrance, and changed back to that delicate face, and the beautiful face became a beautiful woman, as fresh as the morning air in the mountains, this not very beautiful face but under the unique pair of ice blue pupils, it seems that Feng Zitong is both elegant and noble, and cold as snow, which makes this ordinary and unremarkable face look better and better, and even makes people shine and feel very amazing.
Feng Aya nodded with a straight face: "My subordinates understand!"
Feng Zitong's eyes rolled, and the long whip in his hand slapped the ass of the dream horse beast fiercely, and the whole person flew out like an arrow from the string: "Feng Aya, try to catch up with me!"
Feng Aya helplessly glanced at Feng Zitong who was running away, and shouted: "Master, don't you want to be so boring!"
Although he said this, he did not forget to urge the dream horse beast and chased towards Feng Zitong.
The two who had left the dust raised two long gray mist on the official road.
The ice-blue pupils of the eldest lady of the Fengfu family are the most special purity in the Mirror Desolate Continent, so when Feng Zitong showed this pair of unique eyes in front of the world, she was ready to confront those people in the Fengfu Mansion head-on!
Swaggering, high-profile things, huh...... It seems that this method is really good, she wants to see if Feng Yuyuan can still live in peace!
Three days later......
"Ghost Village?" Feng Zitong raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Feng Aya, this is the ghost village that has been rumored in the rivers and lakes recently?"
The so-called ghost village, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the ghost village is a place where the strong gather, only the strong are welcome here, and the weak are the most humble existence in the ghost village, and the rules in the village are even more cruel, without the slightest humanity at all, so it is a ghost village!
"Yes, master!" Feng Aya frowned, feeling a little uneasy in her heart: "Master, let's take a detour, the ghost village can only enter and not exit, let's not get into trouble as the best policy!"
Feng Zitong saw that Feng Aya's face changed, raised his hand and patted her shoulder, and said softly: "It's okay, you and I are not in the ranks of the weak." ā
Looking at her master's plain but torch-like gaze, Feng Aya's uneasy heart gradually calmed down, yes, this village is only for the weak, and she and her master are no longer weak.
It's not that Feng Zitong is conceited, but the rules of the ghost village are not to be feared at all, the ghost village only regards the weak as ants, and even outside the village, you can smell a strong smell of blood, but no matter how cruel this village is, in Feng Zitong's eyes, she is just a clown who jumps off the beam and is not afraid, she has become the bounty hunter king in the Chinese Empire, what cruel and bloody things have not been experienced?
At this level, it really can't set off waves in her heart.
She is really interested in the village of the weak.
After thinking about it, she raised her feet and walked towards the village, she really wanted to see who the person who set this rule was sacred.
Kazi ...... The dry leaves were spread on the ground and no one cleaned them, and they were crushed by Feng Zitong and Feng Aya, making a crisp sound, and the fragments flew away with the wind, and then slowly fell to the ground.
Quiet, eerily quiet!
Feng Aya's eyes swept around, and she said in a low voice: "Master, it's too quiet here, there is not even a single figure on the street!"
Feng Zitong's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth raised a cruel arc, like a cunning fox: "No, on the contrary, there are many people here." ā
The people in the dark used a special concealment technique, this kind of killer hiding method Feng Zitong is the most familiar, only a professionally trained killer can so perfectly integrate body and mind with air.
Feng Aya has not been exposed to these, and it is normal not to know.
Feng Zitong's words made the hearts of the people hidden in the shadows leak half a beat, this young woman actually found them?
The leader's frowning brow then relaxed, since it was discovered, there was no need to hide, and raised his hand to say hello.
'Whoa......'
A large group of masked men in black suddenly appeared on both sides of the quiet street.
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
The applause rang out, and Feng Zitong raised his eyes unhurriedly to look at the source of the sound.
Feng Aya's whole body collapsed, and every cell in her body was wary of the situation around her.
A woman in a red dress clapped her hands and walked towards Feng Zitong: "Not bad, girl!"
Feng Zitong's beautiful eyes flashed: "Finally a person with normal clothes came!"
The woman in red was stunned, Feng Zitong's non-rational play made her cry and laugh a little, what is it, shouldn't this woman be crying and shouting for forgiveness?
The people in black on both sides of the street looked at the woman in red one by one, signaling that they couldn't help it, this woman, her life was almost gone, and she was still in the mood to despise what they were wearing!
The woman in red is really embarrassed!
Feng Zitong looked at the group of people with twitching eyes, and felt a little embarrassed.
In the space covered by a thousand faces, Qiancha's arrogant laughter was a little exaggerated: "Zitong, this group of people is so funny, this is really a ghost village that eats people and doesn't spit out bones............?
Feng Zitong ignored Qiancha's madness, and silently turned off the connection with Qiancha: "You are not the master of the ghost village?"
The woman in red was asked like this, and threw out the thinking line of the sky and turned back: "Ah, no!"
Feng Zitong blinked: "The beauty in red, take me to meet your master?"
The master of the woman in red seemed to be her reverse scale, and as soon as Feng Zitong's words fell, her eyes were filled with cold light: "My master is not something that you can easily see as a waste without a mirror spirit root!"
Feng Aya frowned, she dared to say that the master was a waste!
Holding her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist, Feng Aya was ready to fight at any time.
"Black Feather Army, kill!"
"Yes!"
The Black Feather Army couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart for a long time, and as soon as the boss spoke, they rushed towards Feng Zitong and Feng Aya one by one.
Looking at the black-clothed man who was besieging, Feng Zitong didn't care, he didn't blink his eyelids, he stood still and didn't move, waiting for Feng Aya to solve it alone.
The strength of these black-clothed people is very strong, they are all in the high-level mirror man stage, if they are pulled out to slip away, they will indeed be stunned by the entire Mirror Desolate Continent, with the perfect concealment method, it is no wonder that countless masters have folded in the ghost village.
Such a team can be compared to the personal guards in the big families above the third rank.
However, these people are still weaker to Feng Aya, Feng Aya is a rare dual-line genius of the mirror gold system and the mirror water system, and he is a space magician, his strength is in the mid-level mirror general stage, and the disparity is greatly widened, these people in black can only practice Feng Aya's hands, and they are not a threat at all.
Regarding Feng Aya's flexible response among the people in black, the woman in red watched from the sidelines.
Damn, the strength of this little guard is good, it's just ......
The woman in red squinted, and turned her head to look at Feng Zitong leisurely, hehe, her favorite thing to do is to pick up the leak, this woman does not have the fluctuation of the mirror spirit root, she must be a waste who can't cultivate, and that little guard has no time to take care of her in the battle, it is a good opportunity for a sneak attack!
How did the woman in red know that the reason why she couldn't feel the existence of the mirror spirit root on Feng Zitong's body was because Feng Zitong used a thousand faces to cover up the aura on her body.
The woman in red's ill-intentioned eyes were too obvious, Feng Zitong's senses had always been very sensitive, and after sensing the woman in red's covetousness for her, she quietly hooked her lips, pretending not to find someone's intentions, and left her back to the woman in red without a trace.
Qiansha in the space discovered the intention of the woman in red, raised her eyebrows and made a gesture of regret, and was a poor person who was fooled by Zitong's harmless appearance.
Now is the time!
The figure of the woman in red standing in place suddenly disappeared, and the next second it appeared on Feng Zitong's back, and the mirror power was gathered in the palm of her hand, and she was about to shoot Feng Zitong's back......
What about people??
The person who was supposed to be in front of her suddenly disappeared.
Not good!
The woman in red shook her hand, and the cold touch on the back of her neck was so familiar, but it was also so panicked, and the threat of her life made her break out in a cold sweat.
It's so strong!
If she knew that this tall woman like her was only fifteen years old, but her strength was several levels higher than her, she didn't know if she would vomit blood from the blow!
Feng Zitong licked his lips that were a little dry, and his tone was light, but with a terrifying chill: "Tell your people to stop, otherwise I will let Feng Aya kill him!"
The woman in red suppressed the frenzy of worship of the strong in her heart: "Black Feather Army, stop!"
Although this group of people was funny, they were also well-trained, and as soon as the woman in red spoke, all the people in black stopped their movements, and lined up neatly on both sides of the street as they had just done.
Feng Zitong raised his eyebrows, put away the dagger, and stood side by side with the woman in red: "Now, am I qualified to see your master?"
The woman in red was silent, as if she was thinking, Feng Zitong was not in a hurry, and slowly paced to Feng Aya's side and wiped the blood splashed on her face for her.
"Okay, come with me!"
The group staggered towards the depths of the village.
"The beauty in red, why did you establish a ghost village, and why did you kill all the outsiders mercilessly?
The woman in red glanced at Feng Zitong lightly: "My name is Qin Zijin, as for your question just now, you can go directly to my master, if she is willing to answer you!"
Feng Zitong shrugged: "It's okay!"
Seeing this, Feng Aya's brows twitched fiercely, her own master was ruthless and ruthless, and she was not a human being when she pretended to be a playful mushroom girl.