This kind of green worm eats vegetable leaves, and it doesn't hurt at all to bite, but Mao is still so frightened that he jumps. He scrambled to pull off the worms, panting in fright.

Peng Keng said: "The soul of the little insect is extremely simple, and it doesn't even have a formed main soul, I can control it to do anything. But it is very difficult to control a person, even the most ordinary person. But think about it, if it wasn't a green worm, but a centipede or a poisonous snake, what would you do now?"

Mao nodded again and again, and Kong Qiu watched all this in amazement. Peng Yuer carefully picked up the green worm on the ground and put it back on the table.

Peng Keng's hands were raised, gradually bent into claws, and Kong Qiu looked at the master, feeling like a giant eagle gradually spreading its wings, blocking the sun. Treating a small worm with such momentum would normally feel a little ridiculous. But none of the three were in this mood at this time. They just felt a tremendous pressure that overwhelmed everyone. It's like being entangled in the body by a giant snake, tightening it tighter and tighter, and it seems to be pressed like the bottom of the water, getting deeper and deeper.

Then, Peng Keng shouted, and the pressure suddenly reached the extreme, and the three of them felt that their eyes were dark, and then the pressure disappeared. They clutched their chests and slowly came back to their senses, and Peng Keng sat down tiredly, with blood faintly in the corners of his eyes.

The bug on the table didn't die as they thought, but continued to crawl forward. The route is straight, and the speed is steady to an eerie degree. It climbed onto the edge of the table, and without any temptation or turn, it fell straight down. The strange thing is that even in the air, the insects are still repeating the crawling motion.

After falling to the ground, the insect still crawled forward, and when it crawled to Peng Yuer's feet, Peng Yuer involuntarily dodged away, as if the little insect had suddenly become a terrible monster.

The insect crawled to the wall, and instead of climbing up, it maintained its original movement, with its head against the wall, and hit it down and down, a position that lasted until its head was flattened, and then continued for a while, and finally froze.

For a long time, no one spoke, and finally Mao said, "This is the first time I have seen the insect I killed." ”

"It was dead when it was on the table, and behind it was nothing more than the walking dead," Conchu said. ”

Peng Keng nodded: "This is the Soul Destroying Technique." It's just a small worm, and my soul power is insignificant, but I'm still very drained. Because soul hunting is like attacking a city, Soul Flying is a tactical and strategic attack, as long as the strength is strong enough and the strategy is appropriate, the three armies can directly take the commander, and the damage can be very small. And the soul destroying technique is actually a hard attack. No matter how weak the city wall is, it is also a city wall, and the strong attack on the city wall will inevitably cause heavy casualties. Soul destroying is actually a lose-lose tactic, and it should not be used lightly unless it is a last resort. ”

Kong Qiu returned to his room, lay on the bed and reminisced about what he had learned and seen during the day, and could not sleep for a long time. It was a long time before he realized that there was another reason why he couldn't sleep - he felt that someone was around.

It's a strange feeling, the person can't see it, it can't touch it, but it just has a feeling that someone is around. Moreover, this man is neither like a living person nor a dead person. Kong Qiu didn't dare to move, and silently used the soul hunting technique he had just learned to sense the specific location of the person.

His ability was not strong enough, and it took a while to slowly decide. And as he got his place, his hair stood on end—the man was lying beside him, on the bed!

Kongqiu sat up sharply and looked at his side in horror. Next to him was the baggage he had brought out of his home, and there was nothing in it except for two sets of clothes. He slowly unwrapped his baggage, and after pulling out his clothes, he pulled out a handkerchief-like thing from inside his clothes.

This fabric, which is barely felt in the palm of your hand, is actually a gauze as light as smoke. The little blood marks on it are thrilling and glamorous. Before, he only felt the mystery and danger of this thing, but now, he felt like the clothes were alive.

He slowly unfolded his saree, the seemingly chaotic blood stains on the gauze were changing rapidly in front of his eyes, he stared at his pockets, and completely forgot one thing - there was no moon or stars tonight, he had no electric light, and there were no fingers around, how could he see the blood stains on the sarown?

However, he was still fascinated by the gaze, his whole body stiffened, and the flying soul he had just mastered seemed to be strongly inspired, gradually detached from his body, and diffused onto the sari.

Then, he woke up. He stood on an empty battlefield with tall walls on the back and thousands of troops on the front. However, he found that no one cared about him. Then, as if he had been sucked away, he entered the city in an instant, and stood beside a woman. No one can see him, but he can see everything. No matter how far away from him. He could perceive the thoughts of many people, and later he realized that it was because of the woman's perception, and he was present in the memories of that woman.

Yin Shang, Su State. The army outside the city had been besieging it for three days and three nights. The young emperor, Di Xin, who came to be known as the Emperor of Xu, should have been able to break through the city yesterday, but he stopped his attack and sent someone in to deliver the letter. He wants the girl who climbed the city tower yesterday, as long as she is sacrificed, the people of the Su country can avoid death, otherwise, the army will enter the city, and everyone will be a ghost and a slave.

Originally, my father was confident in the resistance of the Soviet people, the Shang country was far away, and the labor expedition was difficult to last, as long as they held on for half a month, the Shang country had to retreat. Although I have heard that they have defeated many small countries before, the Su State is different after all, my father is a famous general of all countries, and the people of the Su State support the Su family as the king, and their loyalty and combat effectiveness can definitely fight with the Shang State.

Indeed, at the beginning of the confrontation between the two armies, the Soviet State did not fall behind, although it was on the defensive, but the Shang State could not take advantage. But when Dixin appeared, everything changed. He drove a black chariot from the rear, and four pitch-black warhorses pulled the chariot, without a single variegated hair on his body, and he was also dressed in black clothes, the only thing that identified him was the crown on his head. Cars, horses, and people all moved slowly like the night that was unwilling to give way to the sun.

The car moved forward slowly, as if pushing an invisible, heavy thing. Su Hu in the city spotted Di Xin, and he immediately ordered the crossbow archers in the city to get ready, just waiting for Di Xin to enter the firing range, and immediately fire a volley of arrows. The chariot was still advancing, but a group of soldiers with shields appeared in front of it. The soldiers came into range first, and the arrows rained down, and although they were protected by shields, the soldiers still fell to the ground. But soldiers kept coming up to cover the chariot and move on. Then, the chariot had already entered within a hundred paces, and Su Hu waved his hand and ordered another salvo, only to find that not a single arrow had been fired. He looked around and was astonished to find that the ten crossbowmen in the city had fallen to their knees, their bows and arrows falling to the ground, and their eyes were dazed and frightened, as if they had seen the lambs of a beast. Su Hu was furious, snatched a crossbow from the crossbow archer beside him, pulled the bow with an arrow, and aimed at Di Xin.

A huge impact swept through his body, leaving him like a stone statue, unable to move. His heart seemed to be held tightly, and a voice seemed to whisper in his ear: He is your master, he is your Son, he is your God, how dare you oppose him? He lowered his bow and arrows, his knees shaking violently. Why did he take his bow and arrows? Why didn't he kneel? Why didn't he announce the opening of the gates of the city to welcome his own Son of Heaven?

His legs slowly bent down, and the merchant soldiers who were besieging the city and the Soviet soldiers who were defending the city all stopped their movements, and their eyes were focused on him. The moment his knees hit the ground, it was the moment when the city broke. Merchants will swarm in, and those who resist will be killed, and those who do not will be taken into slavery. At this point, his knees were getting closer and closer to the ground.

At this moment, a clear "Father!" sounded, and then a pair of delicate hands supported Su Hu's arm hard. The strength was too small, originally not enough to support Su Hu's heavy body and armor, but as if something had suddenly been taken from his body, courage and strength returned to him, he stood up hard, reached out and picked up the bow and arrow thrown aside, and re-aimed at Di Xin under the city. The flying arrow roared towards Di Xin, but Di Xin didn't seem to care, his eyes were firmly fixed on the girl beside Su Hu, and he was fascinated.

Seeing that the arrow was about to be shot at him, the driver suddenly stood up and stood in front of Di Xin, and the arrow hit him in the chest, and he didn't make a sound, he shook and fell under the car, like a corpse that had long since lost his life. Another man in black quietly sat in the driver's seat. Di Xin stretched out a hand, raised it high, and said loudly: "Su Hu, I want the woman next to you, within three days, if you sacrifice it to me, I will not kill any of the Su people, and I will not arrest any of them." If you don't offer it within three days, there will be no more Su people in the world. ”

The city was replaced with new crossbowmen, and the original twenty crossbowmen could no longer fight. Six of them were like dead people, with only breathing and heartbeat, and their eyes were hollow and gray than those of the dead, like a hollowed-out shell. There were ten men, still in their senses, but they were all shaky, and they couldn't even hold their bows. They shouted unheeded: "Monsters, there are monsters, monsters are going to eat me." "The only four normal people left, they sneaked to the city gate in the middle of the night, trying to open the city gate and let the merchant soldiers into the city, but they were discovered by the soldiers guarding the gate, and after a fight, they killed three and captured one alive. When he was locked up, he kept screaming: "He is our son of heaven and the master of the world, how dare you fight him!"

Su Hu kept pacing, muttering in his mouth: "Demon art, this is demon art! No wonder he can quickly destroy those countries, he uses demon art!" He glanced at his daughter who lowered his head to wipe his sword for himself, and said loudly: "Daji, don't be afraid, I won't send you out if I die." ”

Daji raised his head: "Father, his magic should not be used lightly, otherwise he would not have appeared until he was at a standstill." After his father shot arrows, he did not use magic on the new crossbowmen. Otherwise, if there were no crossbowmen on the city walls, it would only be a matter of half a day for the merchant soldiers to attack. ”

Su Hu nodded: "What my daughter said is, I just don't know how long he can rest before he can use it again." ”

Daji bit her lip: "I know." Su Hu was taken aback: "How would you know?"

Daji whispered, "Why did he give us three days?"

Su Hu suddenly realized, stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and turned to go up the city wall. Daji grabbed him: "Father, even if we know, there is nothing we can do. Since the Shang Kingdom became a soup, it has been the name of the Son of Heaven, and we refuse to surrender because we are far away. But now that even Xiqi has been worshiped by Yin Shang as the Son of Heaven, how long can we resist?"

Su Hu turned his head and looked at Daji, he slowly raised his sword and said softly, "Daughter, my father is incompetent and can't protect you." Let's go find your mother. ”

A miserable smile appeared at the corner of Daji's mouth: "If you can really die under the sword of your father and return to the underworld together, your daughter is not afraid." It's just, what should we do with the people of the Soviet Union?"

Su Hu was stunned for a moment, then put down the sword in his hand and sat down on the ground. Daji knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Su Husan, then stood up and whispered, "Father, my daughter is gone." ”

Su Hu watched Daji's figure slowly walk up to the city, watching her raise the torch, the darkness was gradually receding, and the east was about to dawn. Outside the city are countless merchant soldiers waiting for orders, and inside the city are countless Soviet soldiers waiting for fate.

Dixin was at the head of the procession, and he looked at the girl standing at the head of the city, the torch she held reflected on her beautiful face. He had never seen such a beautiful woman, and for a moment he hesitated, if she refused to agree, would he really be willing to storm the city and risk her death in the chaos? What was going on at that moment yesterday, he couldn't even invade her Divine Hall Middle Palace, was it too far away, or had he already consumed too much soul power, and he was at the end of the crossbow? If he could succeed at that time, he wouldn't have to be so worried at this time.

Daji tied a piece of silk around her waist and said to the soldiers defending the city, "Put me down and don't open the gates." The soldiers said goodbye to each other, no one spoke, no one was willing to move, only silently wept. Daji looked at them: "You all have families, and when it is dawn, the merchant soldiers will attack the city." “

A soldier came over and grabbed the silk. Daji walked slowly forward, reached the end of the city, and continued to walk forward, stepping down. She slowly fell in the air, her smoky gown dancing in the morning breeze, like a goddess. Di Xin shouted, and the troop rushed forward. He was so happy that he almost laughed out loud, even more excited than the moment he inherited the throne.

In the name of Emperor Xin, the son of Yin Shang, he changed the Su State to Jizhou, and sealed Su Hu as the Marquis of Jizhou, ranking among the princes of Yin Shang.