What's more...... Why did she dare to talk to King Xuanyin with such a calm attitude?

This one...... Who is this girl? Why would she speak for them?

When the homeless people heard this, they couldn't help but look at Yu Ziying with a shocked face.

"Killing people doesn't solve any problems at all, killing people is just a kind of evil venting derived from the inability to solve the fundamental problem." Yu Ziying spoke in a tone exactly like a defender at the moment.

"Ben Wang...... Is there something wrong? Lust said.

In fact, she had a feeling in her heart that her voice to stop it was actually secretly intended by lust.

No matter how many people are watching, no matter what kind of gaze Yu Ziying is looking at, she can maintain a thunderous expressionless face.

"Even if you're wrong, right?"

Even the faces of the five ghosts were constantly changing, and after listening to the words of King Xuanyin, they all turned to Yu Ziying, who was clearly distinguishable from Bai Xuejing.

Everyone couldn't help but tremble, staring in the direction of Xiang Yuan in disbelief.

There was a strange smile in the voice of lust, and this smile had a dangerous light trill, coupled with the soft and long tone of his voice, which seemed to be complaining and resentful like coquettishness, all added together, inexplicably giving people a creepy feeling like a chill crawling on their backs.

"Little girl...... The person you should defend should always be the king, you know? ”

Have you ever tried to get entangled in your limbs with cold soft movements? The pressure and terror of being cold to the bone marrow and constantly tightening the trachea round and round is something that no one can ignore.

Of course, the reason was not her, but as soon as she said this, a cold and cruel aura suddenly appeared in the Xuanyin King Xianglin, and it was this unparalleled pressure that made everyone stand still in time and unable to move.

To be honest, this voice is not very loud, and even because it is a female voice, there is a bit of weakened air in the twilight and cool air, but the strange thing is that everyone really stopped because of this.

Just when a bloody slaughter was about to be staged, it was paused by a sudden sound.

"Wait a minute."

She raised her eyes, and her eyes went over all the things that were happening in her mind, as if she had some thoughts and inspiration.

At this time, there was a fluctuating percussion sound of different heights in the incense, like fingertips hitting the wooden surface of the window lattice, originally Yu Ziying didn't notice anything, but with the percussion sound gradually had a rhythm, three long and two short, three heavy and two light, after repeating a few times, Yu Ziying paid attention.

They represent all the negative influences and dark descriptions in this world, and to be able to have a "deep" confrontation with them face-to-face, the displaced people feel that they are still quite hard.

What does the Ghost Army represent?

Who is the King of Xuanyin?

Sometimes, no matter how many times or dozens of times you have imagined before, when you are really faced with something that you are not good at or even fear, people's first reaction is always to retreat, hide, and dodge.

Tulu hurriedly grabbed his Abba's arm tightly and protected him behind him, while the homeless people who had gathered around the Yin Ghost Army before panicked, their faces turned pale, as if they had been beaten by a stick and a wild dog jumped apart, they only felt a cold sweat flowing down their spines, and it was difficult to maintain their previous confidence.

Tulu and the others felt as if a thunderbolt had landed on their heads, and their limbs suddenly became numb.

"The old rules!" The five ghosts laughed in unison, and this smile fell on the eyes of the Yin Ghost Army, and they knew that this was a sign that they were ready to start slaughtering.

"No, anyway, in the end, I must lose, I will definitely lose, why do I always lose, why have I never won......" The "depressed ghost" had a sad face, and his mouth kept reading, and he almost didn't have a finger to express his dark feelings.

"Is it still a matter of who kills the most in the end?" "Ghoul," asked blankly.

"You don't have to argue, this kind of thing...... It depends on who is fast, let's have a game. "The Hanged Man" sneered.

"Are you going to rob me of someone?" The "Blood Paste Ghost" shook the blood bag in his hand, hooked his lips and squinted at the "Hungry Ghost", and when his eyes flowed, he revealed a rust-smelling killing intent.

"Keep the delicate women and children to Lao Tzu, and the rest ...... Kill! The "Hungry Man" began to stuff a few more loaves in his mouth, and then rolled up his sleeves in a big way.

Why did she hear it now from the mouth of a homeless man who had been driven out of the city by the Xuanyin King?

Why did the young man named Tulu know about the Holy Spirit? Didn't laziness say that the Holy Spirit had been extinct in the Jiuzhou Continent for a long time?

Is it the "Holy Spirit" organization that Lazy once mentioned that is related to Yin Sheng?

"Holy Spirit"?

Yu Ziying paused as she walked forward, her eyes darkened slightly, tilted her head slightly, and looked behind her, her expression silent and gloomy.

Maybe he was too scared, or maybe he was too nervous, when he finished saying all these words, he couldn't help but tremble violently all over his body, like he was so cold that his bones were about to fall apart, and he couldn't stop panting, his eyes were wide open, and he was about to lose his eyes.

"Ghosts! You're a bunch of evil spirits! Now the people of the northern Xinjiang country are struggling to make a living, and you ...... All day long, I only know that I constantly collect the people's fat and ointment to enjoy it, forcing me to wait out of the city to become a rogue, King Xuanyin, you will all get retribution, and one day, the Holy Spirit will come to do the right thing for heaven! Tulu stiffened his neck, forcing himself to look into their vicious, thick eyes, and burst out the words that had been suppressed in his heart.

After all, this group of homeless people used to be just a group of ordinary people who lived a stable life, swords, wounds and bloodsheds, army massacres, and other things that would be frightening when they heard it, no matter how mentally prepared they were, they couldn't stand the shock when they faced it.

"Ahh

Seeing the elite soldiers like an impregnable wall surround them, each of them had an obvious cold and murderous intent on their faces, like executioners on the torture table, maintaining an absolutely cold heart towards the prisoners who were about to attack.

"Well, dealing with this group of scum, in fact, half an hour is more than enough, but people are not as good as heaven, sure enough, life is sinister, we must be careful, in case we fail again......" The "depressed ghost" whispered to pieces.

"With less than half an hour left, we have to be faster." "Ghoul," murmured dumbly.

The "ghoul" blocked in front of Tulu in a flash, his tower-like body was a few points taller than Tulu, so as soon as he blocked it, his vision was completely obscured.

"Wait! King of Xuanyin! ”

Seeing that the King of Xuanyin was covered by the Yin Ghost Army and left first, Tulu and the others immediately became anxious, but no one dared to attack first.

The well-equipped sturdy Yin Ghost Army and the uneven line of homeless people who intercepted the road became two sides of the confrontation, and the Xuanyin King's Xiangyuan drove out of the gap reserved by the team, and Yu Ziying naturally followed behind, and after they left, the team of the divided mountains began to merge again, firmly covering the figure of a car and a person.

The five ghosts stood up, and the Yin Ghost Army behind them also jumped up like onion hair.

"The king was already impatient, so he ...... Can you please get out of the way? Otherwise, ah......" The elegant and beautiful face raised by the "Blood Paste Ghost" instantly turned into a Rakshasa demon: "-Then you will have to die!" ”

The "Hanged Man" looked up suddenly, spat out a purple tongue at Tulu, rolled his eyes, and laughed strangely.

"Tell the bart, it seems like you really think you're a thing, representative of the outcasts? Hahaha......"

Tulu gritted his back socket, took a step forward, tried to suppress the fear in his heart, and said loudly: "Wang...... King Xuanyin, my name is Tulu, and now I want to represent the people who were driven out of Weiyang City by you, and I have something to say to you-"

In their eyes, Yu Ziying's dress was neither like a maid nor a young lady, and the definition of her identity was vague with the definition of Cun Zài, so they only looked at it a few more times, and then focused their attention on another matter.

If they look like arrogant rich people in front of the homeless people, then they are humble beggars in front of the King of Xuanyin.

And the five ghosts, the Xuanyin Army and the others listened to the words of the Xuanyin King, and they couldn't maintain a calm attitude at all, and they bowed their backs in panic one by one, kneeling on the snow like a surrendered wolf beast.

"I have waited wrong, and I ask the king for forgiveness."

"Forgive your sins, king!"

When the other homeless people heard the voice of King Xuanyin, they all instinctively became nervous, dazed, like people carved in clay and wood.

Hearing this, Tulu's face flushed with embarrassment, and then he stared eagerly and angrily at the big red curtain that hung down and cut off his vision.

And the homeless people who made trouble just now were completely ignored, just like they were in the eyes of King Xuanyin...... It's just a bunch of tiny bugs that get in the way of his subordinates' serious work.

Anyone with ears should be able to hear that this is said to the Yin Ghost Army and the Five Ghosts.

"Hehe~ Enough fun, if you can't enter the city in half an hour, then you ...... Let's stay with them. An aria like an overflowing chant from the splendid Louvre sounded smoothly from the incense, and the snow that seemed to splash on the wings of a withered butterfly moth shivered with a slight chill.

Obviously, the gap between the status of the displaced people and the Xuanyin King before is already an insurmountable gap, not to mention, the unilateral satisfaction that is obviously weak in the direction of interests, they can't even come up with conditions that are of interest to the strong party, and it is impossible to reach a consensus at all with such a completely funny negotiation.

To be honest, they are very naïve in their thinking, and the so-called negotiations are generally based on the equal status of the two parties, or the goal is to satisfy certain interests, and it is based on needs.

Yu Ziying folded his sleeves and stood quietly on the side, his expression was insightful, looking at their broken jar now, obviously planning to negotiate face-to-face with King Xuanyin regardless of Yiqiē.

Tulu looked at Xiangran, who was surrounded by the Yin Ghost Army, and shouted loudly, "King Xuanyin, you are here." ”

The young man named Tulu was helped up from the snow by the other homeless people, and it could be seen that he was more prestigious in the ranks of this group of homeless people.

After a while, she suddenly remembered that this was not very similar to the scene that happened in Greedy City at the beginning.

Inexplicably, Yu Ziying felt that the current scene had a somewhat familiar illusion.

They moved closer to this side in an arc, looking like they were preparing to surround the Yin Ghost Army, every homeless person here should not be a "homeless", they have a country and a home, but they were driven out of the city in this kind of ice and snow, and became rootless people, so they can't help but have fear of the Yin Ghost Army and the Xuanyin King in their eyes, and they have more outright hatred.

At this time, the displaced people who were wandering around and foraging for food in other places learned about what was happening here, and they hurriedly rushed over after putting aside the matter at hand.

"We are not afraid, we are not afraid, we are not afraid......" The group of outcasts who stood in front of Tulu to confront the Yin Ghost Army, their faces were extremely pale, as if they were seriously ill, their lips trembled, and their mouths tirelessly repeated the phrase "not afraid", as if only in this way would they gain the courage to resist the invasion of evil forces.

Tuba looked at him with tears in her eyes and concern.

"Abba, don't worry, I'm fine!" The young man Tulu coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, and shook his head in a dumb voice.