"Hmm"

Midnight opened his eyes in a daze, and the stars turned in his sockets, and his eyes were full of confusion, and it took a long time before he showed some clarity. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Head, it hurts."

Half-lying up, stroking his forehead in the middle of the night, it was still like sitting on a turntable, his mind was full of dizziness, and at the same time, there were some fragments of memory.

It was in a closed secret room, and in the middle of the night sat cross-legged in a large array of red rays, surrounded by a group of monsters that looked like people but not ghosts, and their eyes gleamed green or pale blue. However, the awe and affection for midnight could be seen in their gaze.

Outside the formation, there was also a person sitting cross-legged, a more rugged man, who was controlling Ding Ping, who was controlling the operation of the formation.

Ding Ping's gaze towards Midnight was full of killing intent, and the magic tricks in his hands kept changing, and with it, the light emitted by the magic circle was also much stronger. And derived many Sanqing Dao seals, all the corpse puppets around them that were contaminated could not resist, and they died.

All the corpse puppets were so frightened that they moved closer to the middle, not daring to touch them easily, because they believed that the young man in the middle of the formation would rescue them.

Suddenly, the young man sitting cross-legged in the formation suddenly opened his eyes and stared coldly at Ding Ping outside the formation.

"Ding Ping, do you know what the bloody eyes represent?"

"Humph!" Ding Ping snorted coldly and did not respond, and the magic seal in his hand kept rotating.

"Red eyes are the symbol of the corpse king! It is a sign of coming to the peak after the death of a person, the sky can be tolerated, the earth can be accepted, and the body is immortal! ”

"Oh, stinky boy, you're less bluffing there. You are indeed the red-eyed corpse king, but your strength is not even as good as the blue-eyed corpse marquis, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I would have thought you were an impostor! Ding Ping sneered, and his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at Midnight.

"Then how do you know I'm not pretending? Actually, I've ......"

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared as if teleporting, and then, a corpse claw stretched out out of nowhere and pinched Ding Ping's throat.

Then, Midnight's teeth flashed coldly, and he whispered in Ding Ping's ear.

"Actually, I've recovered."

"You, you ......"

Ding Ping was locked in his throat by Midnight, and a sense of powerlessness gradually swept through his body, and he was so desperate that he was powerless to struggle. His throat roared like a pig, but he couldn't say a normal word.

"To tell you the truth, your skin is too rough, and your life is inappropriate, your blood quality is extremely poor, and there is a foul smell, which is really annoying, and I can't arouse the slightest interest in eating you."

Midnight whispered in Ding Ping's ear, his voice was so cold that Ding Ping couldn't stop shivering. Seeing that Ding Ping was silent, just trembling constantly, Midnight knew that his goal had been achieved, and then continued.

"Although I don't like it, you cherish your little life. Am I right, Master Ding? ”

At this moment, Ding Ping's psychological defense has been almost destroyed, and he doesn't even have a little bit of his demeanor as a master.

"Okay, since you agree with me, how about I want to exchange your cheap life for my men? You know, it's a lot cheaper than buying and selling. Midnight guided step by step and said his own conditions.

"Hmm, hmm"

Ding Ping seemed to grasp the straw that saved his life, and his eyes bloomed with the brilliance of hope.

"Very good, let's get started! Untie this formation and exchange your dog's life. ”

Midnight let go of Ding Ping, "Remember, don't play tricks, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!" ”

Ding Ping approached the magic circle tremblingly, with a little cold sweat on his forehead, his hands kept shaking, and he couldn't even pinch the magic seal. But Midnight seems to be very patient, like watching a play.

Time passed bit by bit, although the formation had not yet been unlocked, the Sanqing Dao Seal in the formation had disappeared, and at this point, Midnight Fang relaxed a lot, nodded lightly at the corpse puppet in the formation, and made a killing gesture on the side of his neck. The corpse puppets in the array also understood and tightened the weapons in their hands.

However, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind! Midnight didn't see the cunning in Ding Ping's eyes.

Suddenly, Ding Ping made an inexplicable gesture, slapped his chest suddenly, and a mouthful of hot blood sprayed on the light curtain of the formation.

At the same time, the formation contaminated with blood suddenly emitted a dazzling light, completely enveloping and covering the corpse puppets in the array.

"Bastard! What are you doing? ”

Midnight flashed in front of Ding Ping in an instant, grabbed his collar and roared, due to the suddenness of the incident, before Midnight could stop it, the formation had already been stained with Ding Ping's essence blood.

"Haha! Even if you are the Corpse King, you can't stop their destruction! Ha ha! Die! Go...... Die...... ......."

Ding Ping opened his blood-soaked teeth and laughed like crazy, but before the laughter could stop, his throat was cut by Midnight.

Midnight knocked Ding Ping down, his claws kept waving on him, only to see pieces of flesh flying, blood splashing, even the bones were pulled out by Midnight, and Ding Ping had already lost his breath, and he couldn't die anymore, he was dead.

But Midnight still didn't stop, and even bit him the neck a few times, tearing it to pieces.

Standing up, there was no superfluous emotion on Midnight's face, only indifference.

Looking back at the dark red karmic fire rising in the formation, and looking at the corpse puppets struggling desperately in the karmic fire, there was no trace of emotion in the middle of the night, and it was all indifferent.

Listening to the roar of pain, Midnight turned around and walked towards the exit of the secret room. Behind him, the figure of the corpse puppet gradually melted into the karmic fire, disappearing without a trace.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, pulling Midnight's thoughts back, and it was only then that he realized that he was in a white house, and that the clothes on his body had obviously been treated without a trace of blood.

"Knock knock!"

The outsider seemed to be a little impatient, and he knocked more quickly, and got up in the middle of the night to open the door, but as soon as his toes touched the ground, his whole body was numb, and then the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

"Damn, my body ......"

At this moment, there was a sound of keys at the door, followed by the sound of the lock cylinder being opened.

Midnight was speechless for a while, "Obviously there is a key, what kind of trouble is this knock on?" ”

When the door opened, a man in a black trench coat walked into the room, rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose glowing obscenely. It was the wind memory of the master of the hidden weapon.

"Huh? What about people? ”

Wind Memories walked into the room and saw that the bed was empty, and wondered. "Has anyone been out of this room?"

"Report to Fengbo, no!"

"Ouch, it's amazing, can this person be invisible?"

"I'm here."

Under the bed, a voice sounded faintly.