Meursault slowly stood up and looked around, alert for possible enemies around him.

There was a strong fragrance floating around him, and after inhaling it, his body slowly lost his strength, and Melso gradually felt that his feelings seemed to be numb.

Suddenly, a young man's voice floated in the air, "Use it for me." ”

Meurso looked around, but found no source of the sound. This space was very weird, but Meersot also calmed down, sneered, and responded, "How is it possible." ”

As soon as the words fell, Meursau found himself surrounded by a large number of people. Imposters in the uniforms of the Autonomous Council, killers armed with weapons, rushed at them again. Only this time, there won't be any more Yuan Ye and his special forces to solve the siege...... God knows what the hell this place is!

Meurso is now facing the enemy with his bare hands, coupled with the smell of demonic wind in the air, there is a faint pain everywhere in his body, and his bones seem to be slowly cracking. I'm afraid that the unclean thing that was inhaled into the lungs was the medicinal powder made of moonlight grass that Lan Jue said. The moonlight grass contains a very high concentration of the moonlight elemental ability, which has a strong inhibitory effect on the elemental energy, and as a medicine, it also has a sluggish effect on various functions of the human body. Meurso couldn't mobilize the originally rich fire element, and being able to support his body without falling to the ground was already the limit.

Just when Meurso was in such pain, the man who rushed over swung his knife and slashed at him. The bright blade waved in front of Mersau's eyes, and Meersau instinctively dodged back, but unexpectedly, a person behind him also attacked at the same time, and there was no way to retreat.

The knife that attacked in front of him set off a burst of red mist. Suddenly, the vision of Meursault's right eye was blood-red. The double disadvantage of severe pain and blindness in his right eye made Mersor's movements much slower.

Behind his back, a big knife fell on Merso's back, and Merso instinctively sensed the crisis, and involuntarily raised his left arm to block it, and then his figure flashed to the side. The blade rolled around the robes of the Scholar's Garden, flung them far to the side, and taking advantage of the opportunity, Meurso rolled down, dodged to the side, and stood up again.

And at the moment when Meurso stood up, a broad-bladed knife slid dangerously in front of Meurso's nose. Falling to the ground stirred up dust. And I don't know who kicked Melso's chest fiercely, several muffled sounds, two or three broken ribs, Melso gasped for breath, beads of sweat flowed down his sideburns, and his body fell to the ground, unable to move for a long time.

Whether it is his spiritual power or his own strength, he has been tortured to the point of exhaustion. Meursault, who had never fallen into such a predicament, only felt that he was about to die, but he was hung for his last breath and half dead.

Meursault could see that although these people in front of him were menacing, they did not aim at the fatal point with any moves, but just let themselves be bruised and incomplete little by little, intending to completely crush themselves physically and mentally, and then offer a humiliating sentence of "obey, my master" to the sentence "Use it for me".

One of the fake members of the Dominion stepped forward, raised his left foot, stomped on Meursault's chest, and sneered. The face was very obedient, and he lowered his head to look at the dying Melsault, "Are you afraid of death?"

The injured right eye was still bleeding, and the blue eye of the left eye was bloodshot, and Meursault just laughed miserably.

The man pressed his feet, and heard a few muffled sounds in Mersault's ribs, and the man lowered his face, "I've already given you a chance." ”

Meursault closed his eyes. is obviously covered in blood, but the whole person exudes a very calm atmosphere. No, it's not so much calm, but peaceful, or, sacred?, his lips squirmed slightly, as if he was silently chanting something.

I don't know what strange feeling I was forced to take a few steps back, and the originally obedient person suddenly had a face full of fear.

Reopening his eyes, Meursault's lips spat out a few words without heaving, "Whip of the Rose—"

In an instant, a white-hot hazy halo diffused from Meursault's side, enveloping all the killers surrounding Meursault.

The space where Meurso is located is indeed a capital city. More strictly speaking, it is an empty capital built for himself by someone who wants to be emperor.

The master of the capital sat in the innermost courtyard of the palace, waiting for news.

Unexpectedly, there was a loud movement in the distance, almost like an earthquake, and the sound of the building collapsing was heard along the ground.

The battle of trapped beasts can do this level, and it is indeed not an ordinary person. A pair of slender hands touched his lips, trying to suppress the excitement that was almost violent, and his flawless face faintly revealed a hideous face.

Teng stood up and stepped out of the huge shadow of the emperor's throne, jumped onto the roof, and looked in the direction where the loud noise came from.

The sight in the distance was stunning.

A large cluster of roses rose from the flat ground, almost reaching to the sky, and between the branches and leaves, hung the fragments of the building. The white roses are still changing color, from white to red and finally to gray.

"It's really worthy of being Taiwei's chosen student. This time, I won't let you escape my palm. The young man licked his lips and saw the large clump of roses wither, and then sped in the direction of Meursault.

By the time they arrived at the scene of the fight, the withered roses had retreated into the ground, leaving behind a devastated street.

Shu Ming approached Meersel leisurely, stopped two steps away from each other, and looked at Meersau with interest.

Meursault lay motionless on the ground, apparently exhausted by the blow just now, and now he looked like a rag doll thrown on the street after being ravaged.

It's just that Shu Ming can't figure it out, it is said that the dust of the moonlight grass is flying all over the sky, and it should have suppressed all his elemental energy, why can he still launch such a large-scale terrifying skill. Moreover, there were still some remnants of roses on the ground, and with Shu Mingzhi's rich experience, he couldn't tell which kind of elemental energy this skill came from.

Shu Ming suddenly thought, could this be the result of Meersau's elemental synthesis research? By the way, Meersau is not only the master of Professor Lan Jue, but also a visitor from another world who is appreciated by the dean of Qiushui Academy, the real person who does not show his face.

A few years ago, he failed to bring his most appreciated student Lan Jue under his command, and this time there is a stronger character than Lan Jue, and he can't miss it again no matter what.

When Meursau opened his eyes again, he found himself in a place that looked like a palace.

I heard Shu Ming's voice, "Meersau, be my subordinate." ”

Lying on the ground, he raised his head with difficulty, and looked at Shu Ming, who was sitting alone on the emperor's throne on the side of the main hall. He was still the same young body, but his expression was very disproportionately gloomy. Shu Ming's eyes looked at him hotly, and Meursau responded to him with a dull look.

Seeing him like this, Shu Ming chuckled, "If you refuse, I will kill you now, and there won't be a single bone left." ”

Meersel didn't listen to Shu Ming's words at all, but sorted out the causes and consequences of Shu Ming's person in his mind. Looking at it like this, Shu Ming is also an ambitious person, but Lan Jue frequently treats some high-level figures in the empire and the kingdom, which must have created a lot of obstacles for Shu Ming to ascend to the sky. Not long ago, the emperor of the Starr Empire who had a strange illness may have been a trick played by Shu Ming, but he was cured by Lan Jue. No wonder he had long wanted to kill the Blue Lord. Moreover, it is impossible to win over Lan Jue for his use. Now, it's no fun to win over Lan Jue, and you're starting to target yourself? Started to hurt the killer, and found it difficult to kill and then enveloped him, is this possible? This person's brain must not be very good......

Just when Meursault was thinking nonsense, Shu Ming was already angered by Meursault's attitude.