Chapter 107: The Dead Whisperer
The voice that burst into Wang Qi's mind did not belong to any kind of language known to Wang Qi, but it seemed to be a kind of communication on the spirit, which hit the depths of Wang Qi's brain, and could make Wang Qi understand its meaning in an instant, as if someone was communicating with you directly in thought, and had skipped the tedious process of language!
But the feelings in this voice, Wang Qi can sense them clearly!
Full of madness and hunger, but hoarse and indifferent, this Jing divine power hit the depths of Wang Qi's mind, as if someone used a thin needle to pierce his brain, Wang Qi only felt a sharp pain in his head, and the scene around him was in vain!
He glanced around, Jing Xin and Xu Tiansheng were still in a fighting posture, but they were all pinned in place, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
"What the hell is going on?" Wang Qi covered his head and muttered to himself, and suddenly a cold and weird laugh came from behind him!
"Boom-"
The voice seemed to sound in his ears, as if someone was laughing in his ear, Wang Fatzi couldn't help but feel a stirring all over his body, and his body, which was originally slightly relaxed, straightened his body like a furious beast, and a cool breath rose from his heels to the back of his neck!
Wang Fatzi hurriedly looked back, only to see a lonely person standing on the edge of the pool not far behind him.
This person stood in front of Wang Qi, and did not stand still, his figure was not tall, but a little short, a gray robe was draped over his body, the cuffs were wide, and the gray hood was on his head, covering his eyebrows, at first glance, he could only see a pitch black from the gap in the hood, but he couldn't see the appearance of this person!
The robe he was wearing was so wide that it almost covered his hands and feet, if it weren't for the fact that this person's shoulders could still hold up the robe, Wang Qi even suspected that it was not a person standing in front of him, but just a gray robe draped up.
"Who are you?" Wang Qi asked with a slight hint of caution.
"I'm not human," a shrill laugh came from inside his robe. ”
Wang Fatzi frowned, he glanced around, and said, "Then what are you?" What the hell is going on? ”
"Me?" A cold voice came from the gray robe, "I'm a lich, but I prefer to be called the Dead Talker." ”
He laughed twice and said, "This is your Jing God World," he raised a hand, his slender fingers revealed from his sleeve robe, and there was no trace of blood on his pale bones and fingertips, so he pointed at Wang Qi and said: "In your Jing God World, everything outside will become extremely slow, because our thinking is the fastest thing in the world." ”
Wang Qi's brows furrowed even deeper, although he didn't quite know why he had entered the so-called Jing God World, but it was obvious that all of this was related to the black-robed man in front of him, this guy called himself a lich, it was probably because he used some tricks to confuse his consciousness.
"Boom-"
The guy in the gray robe laughed twice more and said, "I didn't confuse your mind, I just took you into your Jing God world, so that the two of us can meet each other in the form of souls, after all, I am going to settle down in this shell of yours, and it is a very rude thing not to meet the original owner." ”
“……”
Will he be able to know what I'm thinking?
Wang Qi's heart shook suddenly, is this possible?
"Because we're in your head, we're naturally able to read your thoughts."...... He let out a shrill laugh like metal rubbing, and said, "I originally wanted to occupy the body of that snapping turtle, but its Jing God power is too strong, and although you defeated it, I still prefer the human body to that turtle." ”
He laughed twice, his body floated like this, and slowly circled around Wang Qi, as if he said with an appreciative tone: "Although I am a little fatter, I can barely make do with it." ”
"Hmph" Wang Qi snorted coldly and said, "I don't care what you are, I advise you to get out of my head as soon as possible, otherwise you will ......"
Wang Qi subconsciously wanted to make a knife movement, but when he reached out and touched it, Qingyun Saw was not beside him, and the fat man's face changed, but he heard a sneer over there: "It's really a stupid human being." ”
"It seems that I have already told you, this is your Jing God World, you and I are just soul bodies, is it possible that you count on your weapons......" The black-robed man had not finished speaking, but he saw Wang Qi suddenly slashing towards him like a mad dog, although there was no Qingyun saw in his hand, when Wang Qi was not afraid of the guy in front of him who seemed to have some kidney deficiency, this fat man was burly, and he was full of momentum when he rushed up, without saying a word, he slammed into others!
"Hmph." A cold snort came from under the robe, his body suddenly moved, extremely fast, and rushed to Wang Qi when he saw it, he stretched out his right hand, and the pale palm was buckled on Wang Qi's neck, and the five fingers were clasped around his neck, and on the white fingers, the nails were almost buckled into the skin on Wang Qi's neck!
This time the force was full, Wang Qi immediately felt that it was difficult to breathe, his whole body lost his strength all of a sudden, and the strength on his body seemed to be immediately taken away, his legs were weak, and he was pinched by this person's neck and slowly knelt on the ground!
"Humans who can't help themselves." The guy sneered twice, and said with disdain in his voice: "No one can resist the will of the lich, you should thank me for using your body, this should be an honor for you!" ”
"Rong ...... Honor your sister! Wang Qi's face flushed, he had difficulty breathing, but he still refused to give in, at this time he seemed to have understood what was going on, if this guy hiding under the robe really occupied his body, I am afraid that the real self would disappear, but what he couldn't figure out was why he was just choked by the throat, but the strength of the whole body could not be lifted at all?
He struggled as he struggled, and next to him came the voice of the Dead Whisperer, his tone playful, "Do you want to know why? ”
He smiled strangely and said: "It's very simple, this is the world of the soul, now you are not the outside of you, even if your body is very good, but after all, it is a shell, your soul and I must be fragile, lost your ability to be blessed on the **, your soul is in front of me, even a child is not as good!" ”
He used force in his hand, but there was a great force on the palm of his thin and pale hand, and he lifted Wang Qi up stiffly, Wang Qi's throat was choked, and he couldn't breathe at all, but at this time, he and the person looked at each other face to face, and vaguely saw a pair of eyes emitting blue light under the robe, and the faint blue light looked extremely weird and serene in the darkness of the robe.
"Boom-" Yu Lanse's eyes flickered, and said, "Okay, the nonsense is almost over, I can't wait to enjoy my new body!" ”
The Dead Whisperer paused, and then said, "Don't worry, I will treat your body well, and when I find a better body, I will refine you into the most powerful undead puppet!" ”
He laughed wildly, and suddenly increased the force in his hand, and he was ready to strangle Wang Qi to death!
But at this moment, Wang Qi's hand didn't know that it was suitable, and a blue light flashed, and a simple and wide Guan knife appeared in his hand!
There was also a trace of lightning imprint on the blade of this Guan knife, and it was held tightly in the palm of Wang Qi's hand, Wang Fatzi was ruthless in his heart, and the blade stabbed forward, and the sharp Qingyun saw stabbed into the waist and abdomen of the gray-robed man!
The blade pierced into it, without any sound, and Wang Qi didn't even feel the feel of entering the flesh, but there was a strange cry from under the robe, and the dead whisperer screamed in pain, and suddenly let go of Wang Qi, his pale hands held the handle of the knife tightly, and his blue eyes were full of disbelief: "How is this possible?" Why can you still summon weapons in the spirit world? ”
"It's impossible! Weapons are nothing but dead things, they are tools! How can there be a soul? He screamed and roared, his voice was hoarse and ugly, jerky and harsh, Wang Qi first rubbed the neck that had just been choked, and then slowly looked up at him, and said in a deep voice: "Who said that weapons have no soul?" ”
A jing light suddenly appeared in the fat man's eyes, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed drastically, the fat man held down the body of the dead man with one hand, and slowly pulled the knife out of its body with the other hand, and there was a heavy black sage of death on the blade, Wang Qi frowned, raised the knife, and threw it towards the ground!
"Hum—"
The blade vibrated and let out a crisp soft groan, and then a tall figure slowly walked out of Wang Qi's body, this person was wearing an ancient Chinese style armor, dressed in a black family, wearing a golden crown, and a fiery red cloak on his back, half-wrapped in front of him, this person was about thirty or forty years old, with a square face, a high nose bridge, and high sword eyebrows, but it was like a sea chao hiding a storm, and a surging aura suddenly appeared on his body!
This evil aura is different from the dead breath on the dead whisperer's body, it is the kind of coercion and aura that can only be found by martial artists who have killed countless people from the sword mountain and the sea of fire, just standing there, has already made the dead whisperer on the opposite side feel an invisible oppressive force!
It's awkward!
This military general shook off his cloak, and somehow raised a Guan knife from his hand, this Guan knife is slightly similar to the Qingyun saw in Wang Qi's hand, but it is not the same, the back of the knife is thick, the blade is thin, and the handle of the knife is engraved with relief, and it is a green dragon hovering on it!
The dragon heads of these green dragons gathered at one end, and the dragon's head opened, becoming the swallow of this blade!
There was a cold light on the blade, and it forced the dead whisperer to dare not look directly!
The general glanced at the long knife in his hand, smiled "haha", reached out and stroked the beard on his chin, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, narrowed into a line, held the knife with one hand, and with a turn of his wrist, the knife was more than one person high and turned around like a windmill, and finally with a "bang", he fell to the ground!
The handle of the knife rushes down, and the blade rushes to the sky!
A compelling momentum erupted from his body, shocking the dead talker to take a few steps back, but he saw the military general squinting his eyes, snorting coldly, and slowly spit out this sentence from his mouth:
"Walking with the snow camp overnight, the divine flag freezes and the horse is silent.
Looking at the fire company from afar, I know that the pioneer has gone to the city! ”
After such a long groan, he opened his eyes suddenly!
"I am Li Fuzhi, the doctor of the Tang Dynasty Golden Purple Guanglu, who will come, come and give the head quickly!"