Chapter 22 I Walk with Death
In this kind of ancient forest, how could such a beautiful woman suddenly appear?
Even if he is shrunk in the village and has never seen the world, Qi Wang, knows that there must be a demon when something goes wrong.
But after he was startled, he looked at it again, but there was no longer that red dress behind the tree, Qi Wang hesitated for a while, looked at so many slaves behind him, and stepped forward bravely, cautiously, extremely cautious.
There was nothing behind the tree.
It's as if everything was just a dream.
Qi Wang stopped, looked left and right, and there was nothing unusual.
"Hey, boy! Why are you going? ”
One of the guards found Qi Wang who had gone away, and immediately shouted.
Qi Wang silently lowered his head and walked back, but he didn't notice that next to the bushes under his feet, there was a pale red thorny vine, slightly bent and writhing like a snake.
The guard glared at Qi Wang fiercely and scolded, "Boy, you'd better be honest!" If you want to find death, you can give you a ride! ”
Qi Wanghui entered the flow of people doing work, and continued the same repair work, more and more people died, in the big pit in the distance, people were piled up, there were more than 100 corpses, and the old dog had already let people bury the deep pit, and if they were not buried, I am afraid that there would be corpse plague.
The slaves here are working like madmen at the moment, praying that they can finish sooner and leave this hellish place sooner.
Qi Wang's eyes were dark, he didn't feel that what he saw was an illusion, but at this moment, he couldn't do anything about what happened or was about to happen.
Everyone here didn't notice it, including Qi Wang, at this moment, there was a blind man wearing a monk's robe standing with his hands in the air behind him, and under the tree before, on the vine of thorns, the enchanting and charming female phantom was in a graceful posture, and the two looked at each other, as if the heavens and the earth were silent at this moment.
I don't know how long it took, the blind man's originally closed palms slowly rubbed and staggered, gradually descended, and stacked on his chest, and the illusory body seemed to be slowly staring at this moment, and it could be seen that the golden lines were densely covered in the upper body, and it seemed to be surging with endless power.
The charming woman touched her bewitching red lips and giggled, and the thorny vines under her feet grew wildly and violently, from a short one to countless huge vines waving wildly, and everything shattered between the waves.
The blind man's palms slowly parted, and then flipped over, holding a golden bell in one hand, flicking his fingers, the invisible sound waves spread out, and slammed into the charming woman, the vines behind the woman rushed towards those sound waves like thousands of tentacles, the moment the two touched, those vines were instantly cut into one by one, but the latter broke and long, more and more, and for a while, even the sound waves were blocked down, and they fell against each other.
Gradually, the sound wave finally collapsed due to the follow-up powerlessness, but the vines also fell to the ground, layer upon layer, turning into points of light and dissipating.
There was undisguised longing in the charming woman's moving eyes, and her intuition told her that as long as she swallowed the thing in front of her, her cultivation would soar, and she might even be able to break the pre-existing situation and truly transform into a human form and walk in the world.
But she was a little scared.
The mutilated spirit in front of her had an aura on her body that made her tremble instinctively, and this aura made her dare not act rashly, so she could only wait and see for the time being.
The next moment, she was glad that she was not reckless.
The blind man, put away the little clock, but began to sit cross-legged, the strange lines on his body that I don't know whether they were runes or scars began to shine, the kind of breath that made her uneasy became stronger and stronger, the woman hesitated, seeing that the blind man's breath was getting stronger and stronger, the woman was shocked, or chose to go backwards, but this was only temporary, the endless greed in her eyes was destined to make a comeback.
Temporarily frightened by the master of the plague jungle, the blind man withdrew his hand, he looked down at Qi Wang, who was carrying the trees, his body folded, and re-entered the relics on his chest.
There was a faint cracking sound.
The golden relics on Qi Wang's chest cracked a thin and invisible crack, although it was small, it was incomplete after all.
The relics were Li Qing's lifelong cultivation, and before he died, he turned these powers into three qi engines, and whenever Qi Wang encountered a real life and death crisis, these qi engines would explode and save Qi Wang's life.
This is the first time.
The people here did not find anything abnormal, only Qi Wang was shocked to find that the relics in his chest were no longer hot, he quietly took out a look, only to see that the relics returned to normal, he was finally relieved, put away the relics again, this brief glance did not let him find the strange state of the relics.
More and more slaves are dying here, Lao Gou and others are indifferent and ruthless, Yu Huai uses the qi machine to resist reluctantly, and the rest of the people are afraid, afraid that one day death will suddenly befall them, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more depressed and dignified.
Because of the miasma, more than 200 people died, and these houses were only half repaired, and most importantly, the surrounding trees were basically cut down, and they needed to go farther, which means that they have to deal with not only the miasma, but also those various accidents.
And in the depths of the Black Forest, countless red thorn vines are slowly growing, entwining tree trunks, shrubs, and growing on the ground, like a red plague that begins to spread to the periphery.
In the darkness, the graceful and delicate body of the house covered with thorns loomed, and no one could hear the breathtaking laughter.
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Shell City.
The news of the death of the little corpse has been confirmed.
No matter how monstrous the news will cause, at least Shell City has returned to its former normal, with people coming and going, cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods appearing one after another, and finally no longer need to tremble.
In recent days, the business of the Sparrow Tavern has been very good, perhaps because of the relationship that has been held back for too long, the Black Phoenix has been a little cramped in counting the money these days, the tavern is overcrowded every day, come to buy drunk, good wine is enough, come to have fun, the girl has it, come to provoke trouble, the Black Phoenix can also be easily handled, no one doubts how much energy this branch phoenix has a lot of reputation in the underground forces of Shell City.
Someone once said that behind her was the one from the city lord's mansion, and it had long been rumored in the city that such a ripe and delicate widow like a peach had never been picked, and it must have been a famous flower.
Some people also said that a certain boss of the underground forces in Shell City had taken her into a forbidden descendant, otherwise how could she be in Shell City.
No matter what you really want, the dark phoenix is the dark phoenix, safe and sound, and everything is over.
The black phoenix, dressed in red, stood behind the counter, looking at the men and women who were writhing wildly on the stage, and then looked at some flesh and skin tricks in the dark under the stage, who didn't know whether it was sexual urgency or excitement, and only felt bored.
Of course, boring is boring, as long as she can bring her white flowers, she will be happy.
The proprietress yawned and stretched, but the curvature of her chest was unusually straight, and she couldn't take her eyes off the few male animals sitting at the front desk, and the black phoenix obviously also discovered the pig brother appearance of these guys, and lost her coquettish white eyes, so that these fierce people who were mixed in the ground had red eyes and kept swallowing saliva, this kind of woman, if she can get started, even if she lives ten years less, it is worth it.
What a charming stunner.
"Tsk, boss lady, outsiders say that the sparrow is small, but my old Yang thinks that this sparrow is really not small."
The sturdy man standing at his feet stared at the most spectacular scenery on the black phoenix, licked his lips, and said with a strange smile.
The thin young man on the side was sluggling and drinking spirits, his face flushed: "Boss, boss, the most expensive thing in your store is the green willow, the price is twenty gold coins a night, or you can make a price when you are old, so that we have a hope, can it?" ”
The black phoenix glanced at the thin young man, and said casually: "Cheng, it is said that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, so it should be a thousand gold." ”
The thin young man touched his pocket and smiled strangely.
It's just that these guys with colored hearts and no lust and courage laugh at most, and they don't dare to make more inchs, even the martial artists in the Dacheng realm have suffered blood losses because they want to pick this thorny rose, how dare these unpopular characters have superfluous thoughts.
Dark Phoenix chatted with these men who could be regarded as old acquaintances, and they didn't care about the meat words in their words, and from time to time they would smile and echo the two, so many years of taverns have been opened, and they have been in contact with more of the three religions and nine streams, and they are used to it.
The door of the tavern was pushed open, and a cold wind blew in, and the black phoenix glanced at the door, but its soft and delicate body suddenly froze, and looked at the man who walked in in a daze.
The man with short hair, a beard, a black trench coat, a cigar in his mouth, and a cloth bag with an unknown amount of content on his back, walked into the room, looked around, and soon noticed the unusually conspicuous hot and delicate body behind the bar.
A bright smile suddenly appeared on the man's face, and he walked over quickly, and his extremely magnetic voice sounded: "Little sparrow, long time no see." ”
The black phoenix bit his lip and chuckled: "I thought you had been killed a long time ago." ”
The man slapped the cloth bag behind his back on the bar, laughing, arrogant.
The black phoenix personally mixed the bart, held a glass of scarlet spirits to the man, the man raised his glass and drank it all, she held her cheeks with both hands, her eyebrows were full of smiles, looking at this face that was much more vicissitudes than ten years ago, time left a deep trace on his face, but it made him like a jar of fine wine, the more dusty and mellow it was.
She still remembers that this man was one person and one gun back then, and he overturned the underground forces of the entire Shell City for her.
The black phoenix's eyes are gentle.
Ten years ago, this man met the dense crowd of hundreds of people at the entrance of the alley, raised a gun in one hand, and grinned back with a cigar in his mouth.
"I walk with death."