It was Wu Wang Zhou Hui. He was happily jumping off a sweaty horse at the moment, greeting the girls who had gathered around, and he was completely oblivious to Li Zesi's presence. Or rather, at the first sight of these girls, he had forgotten everything.

Li Zesi didn't dare to move now, and the two women still forced him. Although the mystic didn't know what they were capable of, through the battle just now, he at least needed to take a breath and rest before he could get up and fight. Through the gap between the human body, he saw King Wu surrounded by women, with an intoxicated smile on his face. Laughing like an idiot. Li Zesi exerted his strength to eat: "Run!" Run! ”

But let him shout and cut his throat, King Wu turned a deaf ear, and he only cared about getting close to these women. Soon, he won the hearts of the women, who gathered around him, tugging at his sleeves and hands, and motioning for Zhou Hui to dance with them. Zhou Hui began to shake his hand and said that he wouldn't, but no one paid attention to him, some of the girls were already actively demonstrating, none of them spoke, but all of them had rich body language. They dragged King Wu and semi-forcibly asked him to join the dance. Finally, Zhou Hui no longer shirked. He tried to start mimicking the girls' movements and tried to keep up with them.

It was clumsy at first, and his hands and feet were uncoordinated. Then it was a matter of contrast, correction, imitation, and it didn't take long for it to be as accurate as a mirror. The women all let out a wordless exclamation, and they surrounded King Wu in three layers inside and three layers outside, and their faces were full of envy and admiration. Immediately someone sang a wordless song, a long chant accompanied by a short sigh, and the song meandered into the clouds, clear and intense, as if announcing the official beginning of the feast. Dance? Li Zesi suddenly realized. Dance of Death!

That's how those bodies died. Women force passers-by to dance, whether they learn fast or slowly, and they will dance happily with the memory of the beautiful and incoherent dance until their hands and feet are broken and they dance to death. Li Zesi remembered with horror the scene he had seen on the street not long ago: Zhou Hui had learned a technique that he knew nothing about in a short instant. If you can be a candy blower, so can you dance. Don't jump! Don't jump! Hurry up and stop! It was too late, the women had already pulled Zhou Hui into the ranks, and there were four or five people who were almost hand-in-hand, putting their bodies against King Wu, demonstrating one action after another, and as King Wu's dancing became more and more proficient, their movements became more and more complex, more and more beyond the scope of human ability, and the singing was also turbulent.

Eventually, the women on the periphery no longer distinguished from action, and one by one they began to spin wildly in circles, whirling into white halos, whizzing like tops around the spring, and as they passed through the weeds, the grass broke as if split in two by a sharp blade. Zhou Hui was already completely immersed in it, beating intoxicated, and his eyes gradually lost focus. Continue to learn at this pace, and when this dance is over, it will be the juncture when King Wu dies.

Li Zesi fell to his knees, almost mad in a hurry. If this continues, as soon as King Wu enters the stage of whirling dance, his hands and feet will immediately break their muscles and veins, which is not an action that human musculoskeletal can withstand! He must not be allowed to learn to the end! But what should I do? Just as he was in despair, the women who were singing in the periphery suddenly turned their heads with some vigilance, and looked through the blood-polluted field of vision, an uncontrolled galloping horse, rushing like an arrow, but before it could get close to the spring, several swirling white figures had already sliced horizontally from different directions, and only a few terrible cracks were heard, and the horse had turned into flesh and blood.

In the rain of blood, a gray-white figure floated up, and he seemed to step on the void, standing there calmly facing the group of women.

Deep Luo! Li Zesi didn't know where the strength came from, and his consciousness became clear for a while. Why didn't he come with King Wu? Why was he able to leave the ground? But in a hurry, he didn't care about thinking, he just shouted with all his might: "Save Your Highness!" Shen Luo could see clearly in mid-air, and immediately realized that King Wu had lost his will. These crazy women must be told to stop! But before he could try to communicate with these people, the white whirling figure had already leapt up, and countless dazzling lights shot like arrows, and Shen Luo was caught off guard, and a ray of light cut straight into his right leg, and he suddenly knelt in the air. But strangely, not a single trace of blood came out of his body. The laughter of the women echoed fiercely, and at least half of them began to spin, jumped up, and stabbed at the kneeling Fukara. Shen Luo secretly shouted that it was not good, these things have been completely violent, and they can't communicate at all!

In a hurry, he could only raise his hands, and a dark blue circle of light erupted from his body, resisting the white light. The white light crashed against the blue screen with a metallic scratching sound that creaked almost through the eardrums. Shen Luo was behind this blue curtain, pushing forward step by step, and with each step he took forward, a deep trench was carved out of the ground a few feet from his feet. The earth and stone squeaked as if they were being squeezed by some tremendous force. These sounds mingled with the sound of metallic chimes, which made Li Zesi dizzy. While forcing himself to concentrate on resisting the harassment of the woman, he secretly prayed: "Shenluo, you are really not a mortal, you must come up with a way!" ”

Half of the women had already raised their heads and stared at Fukaru's footsteps. In the midst of them, suddenly a tall man sprang out, and this woman was different from the others, except that she had no braids, and her black hair was scattered over her shoulders. However, as she shook her head, the eyes that appeared in her black hair were purple. When she came out of the ranks, two more women seemed to have a heart, and they all turned in unison to form a white light, and stayed near the ground, stirring up dust. The purple-eyed woman jumped up, stepped on a white halo with one foot, shook her sleeves, and a white line went straight to Shenluo, and when she got closer, the woman flew out and threw herself on the light curtain of Shenluo, clinging to it like a gecko.

Shen Luo was about to move forward, and when she pounced on her, his heart was overturned, and he suddenly felt like Mount Tai was overpowered, and he couldn't move forward at all. The woman raised her head violently outside the curtain, her hair fluttering in the wind, she grinned her lips, and Huo Ran showed four fangs! And look at her fingers, the nails on them are curved into hooks, extremely sharp. In the blink of an eye, under her minions, she actually wanted to forcibly tear through this layer of light curtain and break into it. Shen Luo was surprised, but he didn't show fear, he just stopped for a moment, his hands parted, and he stepped on two steps like a roller, and the talisman light ball rolled forward half a circle, and suddenly sprinted to the ground.

Because the speed was too fast and the distance was short, the woman was pressed heavily on the ground, just stepping on Shenluo's feet through the light curtain. The latter looked down, jumped up expressionlessly, and then fell hard. At the first blow, the woman's body let out a dull cracking sound; the second is the crisp crushing sound; The third time was already the sound of feet stepping on broken porcelain slag. In the process, the woman did not make a single movement, and stiffened and did not move. But before Shen Luo could land on the ground, at least six or seven women had already concocted the same method, surrounding him and gnawing frantically through the light curtain. Shen Luo was ruthless, and he struggled to move through the crowd, and the ball began to roll with these women, and the sound of crushing was terrifying. But as soon as someone falls, someone else jumps up to refill it. Li Zesi could see clearly from the side: new women were still emerging in the spring!

They are like ants coming out of the nest, one after the other, and the further they go, the more fierce their shapes become, many of them are no longer humanoid at all, and they can only see things that look like limbs waving, and fiercely attacking Shenluo. At this time, the women surrounding King Wu were still bright and bright, more than a dozen people were concentrating on teaching dance, and Zhou Hui was also selfless, seeing that the movements were gradually increasing in difficulty, and he was about to reach the end - but Shen Luo could no longer take a step forward, he was besieged by countless strange female weights, the ball of light almost turned into a human ball, and the passionate blue light just now was completely covered.

Seeing this scene, Li Zesi was about to despair. What kind of monsters are they?! You have to know to fight it! Does Fukara know? Is he alive? Li Zesi closed his eyes and silently recited what his teacher taught him back then: "Communicating with others with your will is like a sharp arrow traveling through the deep sea, you can only try your luck." He couldn't care about everything anymore, he just randomly aimed his thoughts in the direction of Shenluo and launched them. In the sphere, Shen Luo's vision has been filled with dense white flesh, completely lost his sense of direction, and when he was anxious, he suddenly heard a voice coming, intermittently, but very clear, it was calling his name: "Shen Luo!" Can you hear me? ”

This is...... Li Zesi's voice? What the? At this time, the screams and long screams of the women occupied an absolute advantage, how did he pass the voice? He hesitated for a moment, but immediately responded: "Yes! Li Zesi desperately resisted the intrusion of women, and the joy of success suddenly gave him some hope: "What are their true appearances?!" However, this question made Shen Luo stunned: Why did he ask me this question? Does he know who I am? Shen Luo frowned, a large drop of sweat fell from his forehead, and doubts were full in his heart, he groaned for a while, but did not answer.

Li Zesi waited for everything: "Do you know? Tell me! "Still silent. Li Zesi's hope that had just swelled up vanished, and he was almost crushed by Shen Luo's reaction. What the hell is this kid hiding? What the hell was going on in his head? At the last moment, Li Zesi tried his best to restrain his emotions that were close to going violent, paused, and said calmly and clearly: "King Wu is dying." This sentence slammed into Shen Luo's brain, and it penetrated the flesh and blood viciously. Shen Luo only felt that something was violently screwed on his heart, and his blood surged, and the hesitation just now suddenly turned into fear.

Zhou Hui ...... Going to die? He raised his head and opened his mouth to let out a wail that humans could not hear. This trumpet directly hit Li Zesi's will, as if countless scorpions stung his most sensitive nerves at the same time, and the pain was unbearable. The mystic can only roll on the ground with his head in one hand, and hold on to the other hand without letting the amulet go out. Shenluo's ball of light exploded, and the blue light expanded violently, flying violently in all directions with countless severed limb fragments, and the huge shockwave leveled almost every inch of the surrounding land. Although the women who were still pestering Li Zesi were far away from the explosion, they still let out a small scream, and covered their faces with their sleeves and retreated to the side to resist the flying sand and rocks that hit them with their heads and faces.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the stinging pain in Li Zesi's mind gradually subsided, and he barely opened his eyes, only to see Shenluo standing there staggering in a mess of rubble, his hair in a messy bun, and his expression haggard. The explosion just now drained all his energy. He's just standing there now. However, the most terrifying thing is that around him, the remains of those women who were forcibly blasted were actually ready to move! At this point, they were no longer flesh and blood at all, they had long since turned into hard fragments. But they still squirmed patiently on the ground, and some of them even began to slowly climb in height after shaking, and slowly, aiming their sharp parts at the crumbling deep Luo.

At the same time, Shenluo's body moved, not so much that he was walking, but that he was floating, and he stretched out a hand and pointed in one direction. Li Zesi followed his finger and saw that it was Wu Wang Zhou Hui who had never stopped dancing. The destructive attacks just now were blocked by those women with their bodies. They trapped Zhou Hui in the heart, guarding him carefully, and they were going to work together to escort him on his way—until his limbs were shattered.

The shards that surrounded Shenluo were ready to attack, and they only brewed for a short moment, and immediately fired a volley of ten thousand arrows. They all hit the Deep Luo accurately. Li Zesi closed his eyes sadly. However, the most unbelievable thing happened: although all the fragments passed through Shen Luo's body, the latter did not fall, just like just now, not a single blood splattered out. When Li Zesi opened his eyes again, he could only see Shen Luo, who continued to float forward tenaciously - he was still alive! And the fragments of defeat, in the sound of the women in the rear, could only blow a strong wind, blocking the way of Shenluo.

He couldn't go any further. Fukara tried in vain, but could not do anything. He lowered his head, as if in despair. Li Zesi looked at him with all his thoughts discouraged. And the two women, who had been pestering Li Zesi all along, saw that the mysticist was in turmoil, so they came forward charmingly and stretched out their hands to pull; At the same time, Zhou Hui also began to enter the final whirling dance. This person can't be allowed to die. Li Zesi heard the voice from the depths of his heart and roared, the will of the year cannot be violated, and the fate of the king cannot be changed!

It's too late to think.