Chapter 97: Stickman on
When Concubine Fu was still confused......
Sudden mutation!
The research institute, which was originally just a weird research, suddenly poured out puffs of black smoke.
Black smoke swirls like clouds, and there is a breeze swirling, and a trace of black gas fills the air, if it weren't for all black, there would be a fairy intent inside.
It's just that this black is too weird, and everyone retreats step by step, and no one dares to approach it.
The black smoke soon enveloped the research building, making it impossible to see anything inside.
Finally, there were bold cultivators who stepped into the black smoke.
Then there was no sound.
"How? What's inside? Someone asked.
"Anything...... Forehead...... Ah......h
Halfway through the answer, the people inside suddenly screamed, and no matter how much they shouted, no one answered in the black smoke.
"Damn, what's in there."
Someone was in a hurry, and the cultivator who went in was his friend, but an accident happened at this time.
In the black smoke, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at everyone.
It was also at this time that those cultivators who were in doubt retreated one after another, their cultivation was not very high, and the powerhouses of the Agile Four Realms who had just entered were all dead, and they could only be cannon fodder here.
Fu Yifei looked at Teacher Qin and asked, "Aren't you leaving?" ”
"Don't go." Teacher Qin replied very seriously.
Some people say that serious men are very handsome, just like the current appearance of Mr. Qin.
Steady, deep, eyes like stars, deep and attractive.
"Hahaha...... Mr. Qin, after this incident passes, I will introduce you to a girlfriend, what do you want? ”
Teacher Qin thought about it seriously and said, "I don't want to be good-looking, but I must be gentle and virtuous, and be considerate." ”
"Huh...... Mr. Qin, you look like this, are you embarrassed to have such high requirements? Concubine Fu was shocked.
“……”
If it weren't for the solemn atmosphere now, Teacher Qin would have wanted to fight with Concubine Fu.
"Let's wait until we survive." Teacher Qin finally sighed.
"You seem to know more than Professor Wen, and you've seen that stone door before?"
Teacher Qin just wanted to answer, when dozens of black smoke turned into a match and swept towards the people around.
One of them flew towards Concubine Fu.
Fu Yifei's pupils shrank and jumped away in an instant, but the people behind her suffered, entangled in Pi Lian, and pulled like black smoke.
Some people wanted to come to the rescue and use their cultivation to bombard the training, but they were surprised to find that it didn't work at all.
This black smoke seems to be just ordinary black smoke, gathering and dispersing very casually, and it is not afraid of the attacks of cultivators.
With this attack of black smoke, more than a dozen people fell in an instant, and among them, there were also powerhouses of the Five Realms.
More and more cultivators began to retreat, they were not members of the four major families, nor were they the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, and they were not obliged to deal with these matters.
What's more, lives could be lost here at any time.
In the end, there were only a hundred or so cultivators left here, most of them were cultivators with high cultivation, and they may have stayed to protect the peace of Shu City, or they thought that there were some treasures in it.
What exactly it is for, maybe only they know in their hearts.
Concubine Fu actually didn't want to stay, but seeing so many people who cultivated in the Six Realms of Agility staying here, she didn't want to leave.
Many times, Concubine Fu herself thinks that if she dies in the future, it must be because of her goddamn curiosity that has nowhere to put it.
"Hmph, don't be afraid of physical attacks, see how this goes!"
At this time, there was already a cultivator who was already moving towards the black mist, his body burned with a raging red flame in an instant, the temperature was extremely high, and when the black smoke touched the flame, there was a trace of timidity.
Concubine Fu looked at the cultivator who was on fire, and was stunned: "Stickman? ”