is the so-called non-toxic husband, not to mention people like Shen Zhaoxin who only live for lust and indulgence.

What does the life and death of the people in the world have to do with him, it is better to plan for the future in his lifetime, so that his power and wealth can reach an incomparable peak.

Shen Zhaoxin's eyes were full of malice, and he said: "In this chaotic turbid world, people's great suffering is not just physical torture, the greatest pain will be the loss of hope in "life", a sense of powerlessness in life and "death". ”

Ma Jingtian's face was displeased, and he shouted almost in a bit of a frenzy: "Old Shen, there are only two of us here...... What are you still messing with?"

How could Shen Zhaoxin not understand Ma Jingtian's old temperament, he just glanced at him, and An Zhiruo said: "Brother Ma, why be angry!"

"Then what kind of plan are you talking about?" Ma Jingtian stared at Shen Zhaoxin with a flushed face, waiting for his answer.

Shen Zhaoxin saw that Ma Jingtian reacted so violently at first glance, even he, who had always seen stormy waves, could not easily calm the turmoil in his heart, which was as calm as a lake, but because of the confrontation with Sang Yang.

Shen Zhaoxin secretly thought that the impact that Sang Yang brought to Ma Jingtian this time was incalculable, and it seemed that his initial heart-scratching posture was not just a pretentious, but more like a natural reaction.

Unless......

His acting skills are perfect, and he has reached the realm of lust.

Shen Zhaoxin slowly said: "In short, it is a word "poison". ”

"Poison, what poison?" said Ma Jingtian.

"Virus!" Shen Zhaoxin stood with his hands in his hands, his lips emitted a miniature "card" smirk, and his evil look made people inevitably feel evil.

As soon as Ma Jingtian heard the word "virus", he immediately understood, and his whole body suddenly became terrified, and he could no longer sit still and stood up.

Seeing his earthy face, he wandered and paced beside the throne with anxiety, as if searching his heart for bitter thoughts, worried that the spread of this "virus" would affect the pond fish and ruin the White Horse City that he had built all his life.

Ma Jingtian's expression was so tense, just because he immediately understood the true power of the "virus" in Shen Zhaoxin's mouth.

What kind of virus is it?

This disease has a terrifying nickname, "the breath of death."

As the name suggests, it is a deadly plague that can be transmitted through the air.

It is mainly stored in the air by the droplets ejected by the infected person when coughing and spitting, and the tuberculosis germs are introduced into the alveoli of the victim from the mouth, from which they multiply and cause infection.

Once the lungs are infected, not only will the affected person be tortured, but the virus will spread rapidly.

It forms a terrible disease that spreads from person to person, animal to animal, and almost nine out of ten infected individuals are certain to die.

If we drive in line with climate change, this virus will spread to an unprecedented and unstoppable situation.

But how exactly did Shen Zhaoxin get the help of this virus carrier?

In other words, this "breath of death" was once tried to be used in the battle of the Seven Cities Rebellion......

At that time, the imperial court was incompetent and unwilling to send troops to suppress the seven cities that were plotting rebellion, and left the army behind to protect themselves.

Under the persuasion of Prime Minister Zuo and a group of ministers, King Wu Cheng learned that a plague that had spread rapidly and killed about 100,000 people in Middle-earth a hundred years ago had also broken out in a small village in the northeast.

So the order was also to assist in the city of glass, which is located in the east, and the original plan was to let Shen Zhaoxin enter the village, select and lead a group of villagers who pretended to be Shang Jia Shi as carriers of bacteria to be stationed in seven cities in batches to spread the virus, hoping to stop the chaos with the virus and surrender the army without a fight.

Unexpectedly, the direction of the monsoon that originally blew to the northeast suddenly changed, and Zuo Chongdou was afraid that this poisonous wind would blow back to Tianyu City and eat the bitter fruit.

In addition, King Wu Cheng died suddenly, so he changed his strategy, and Bai Wuya, who was more senior in terms of combat performance, cooperated with a youth army composed of young talents such as Evelus, Tie Qiao, and Klee to attack the Seven Cities.

Shen Zhaoxin suddenly received the secret order to return to the rut, and his mind was racing, so he told a big lie to the fungus carriers, saying that the court that had lost its conscience left no way to live, and wanted to kill them so that there would be endless troubles in the future.

Shen Zhaoxin pretended not to bear the pain of the killer, so he hid these fungus carriers in a mysterious and barren mountain village to provide them with everything they needed in life in case of emergency.

At that time, even Zuo Chongdou was deliberately concealed in the dark.

Because of the special relationship between Ma Jingtian and Shen Zhaoxin, when Shen Zhaoxin was drunk, he blurted out and knew a little about the ins and outs of the incident.

It's just that after many years, those carriers of bacteria are old and dead, and there is actually not much left, but no one dares to underestimate this "star fungus".

Because even a tiny amount of toadstools can wreak unimaginable devastation on all souls in Middle-earth.

In fact, these carriers have given their affected population a name, "subhuman".

Because they can't communicate with others normally, they are always isolated, so they have the meaning of being inferior.

It was also last month that Art, the new generation leader of the sub-people, asked Shen Zhaoxin for additional material assistance due to the lack of grain in the village, which reminded Shen Zhaoxin of the karmic meeting many years ago.

There is a saying that "raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them in one day", which gave him the idea of using the ability of the subhumans to prevent the spread of the virus.

Ma Jingtian immediately stopped, and asked in a low voice, "Shen Lao, do you want to use the subhumans to create chaos?"

"Exactly. Shen Zhaoxin has no doubt, and the concise words show the resoluteness of going to the black.

Looking at Shen Zhaoxin's strength not to hit the south wall and not look back, Ma Jingtian couldn't help but sigh that the Northeast was really angry and resentful this time, and when the time came, the people would not be tortured by the "breath of death" to half-dead, but they would be dead without a place to be buried, and the ashes and bones would be floating everywhere.

In order to avoid the disaster of death and the innocent White Horse City, Ma Jingtian still nagged with palpitations: "Shen Lao, I am famous in advance, I don't care how you mess with those sub-people, don't bring those viruses to White Horse City!"

Shen Zhaoxin chuckled and said, "Cards... Brother Ma, you don't have to worry, if you want to bring down Sang Yang, you don't have to make a living in all iron mining camps, as long as you concentrate in one place. ”

When Ma Jingtian heard Shen Zhaoxin say this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Where is it so unfortunate that it has become the source of illness?"

"Steel Town!" Shen Zhaoxin said with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Why do you prefer Steel Town?" asked Ma Jingtian casually with a posture that he didn't care about himself.

Shen Zhaoxin touched his chin lightly and said loudly: "It is rumored that Sang Yang carefully selected twelve famous iron casting craftsmen in the steel town to build the twelve gold iron and steel men, and the first stage is to gather all the famous craftsmen in Middle-earth to discuss the iron casting plan in the steel town. Nearly all of the cast-iron cores would be gathered here, and what could be easier than for them to bring the germs back to their own iron-minering camp to spread the disease, when the main craftsmen were sick and their lives were in danger, and how could they continue to oversee the casting of this gold-and-steel, which had been minted for a limited time. Not only that, after the iron mining people are infected by the virus, their work ability and efficiency will be greatly reduced, not to mention the sudden death crisis caused by the plague, which will inevitably not be completed within the time limit. Once the deadline is exceeded, no matter whether the demon legion attacks at that time or not, Sang Yang has already landed on the ground. ”

"If this time is like the last Battle of the Seven Cities, everything is ready, and only the northeast wind is owed, how should we deal with it?" Ma Jingtian seemed to be worried.

Shen Zhaoxin smiled disapprovingly and said with a dumb smile: "Cards...... This time I used a foolproof strategy that would not hinder the spread of the virus even without the help of the wind. ”

"Oh, what's so sharp?" Ma Jingtian asked dumbfounded.

"In recent years, the good things that have just been introduced to Middle-earth from a foreign country in the West have made all beings confused and foggy... Hookah. Shen Zhaoxin slowly explained with a sly expression.

"Hehe... It turned out that the hookah spread the virus... The trip of the soldiers, avoiding the real and attacking the false... So Sang Yang misjudged the situation this time?" Ma Jingtian's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he smiled heroically.

"Cards... He misjudged the human situation! He thought that he knew me well and could not escape his Five Finger Mountain. Shen Zhaoxin got carried away and said with a smile.

"The clinker road is one foot high, the magic is one foot high, and you still have the big move of "subhuman"!" Ma Jingtian said to Shen Zhaoxin awe-inspiringly.

Shen Zhaoxin stopped talking, and paused for a moment with his head down.

When he looked up, he and Ma Jingtian's eyes met unexpectedly, and the two laughed at each other unconsciously...

It's just that this smile is full of deep meaning and other mysteries, and the two males seem to have their own dark ghosts......

The mountains and valleys are deep and the heart is flying,

The sea is wide and the water is far away.

The sunflowers bloom to the sun on the side of the road,

The northeast wind blows strongly.

The spiritual song is loud and loud,

Mo smiled and the clouds hid in the clear sky.

The blue sky and the earth are bright, compared to the miserable journey of the iron mining brigade that he saw a few days ago, the dark clouds in Bing Fei's heart waved away, and the sense of comfort was even better than many times, otherwise he would not have been riding on the flash at this moment and singing to himself.

I felt a lot of things before, all because of the backs of the iron-mining people who left their hometowns to serve far away, and I was entrusted by the Elf King thousands of years ago to follow the master Fitzel on the expedition to the Black Dragon Emperor.

The kind of heart-wrenching that makes people dare not even look back at every step, even if they suddenly look back at every post station, the tears that have long been dried have lost the hometown that should have been stopped for life.

This kind of wandering with an unknown fate makes people fall apart from all sides, makes people hurt so much that their liver and intestines are broken, and finally, it makes people forget how to write the word "pain".

But Bingfei is now heading to the way home, not the way to leave the village, so it is naturally relatively easy to clean up, and in an unconscious state, he sings the elven hymn to eliminate the depression on the way.

"Brother Bing, stop singing, let's satisfy your hunger first!" Wu Qi said as he tossed a tender apple to Bingfei.

Bing Fei didn't even turn his head, just by the corner of his eye, he caught the apple with his left hand.

Bing Fei held the sweet apple and took a big bite on it, and the crisp taste even the pomace couldn't help but spurt out from the corner of his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, only the yellow, withered and thin core of the whole apple remained, and Bingfei immediately threw it back.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was still savoring the sweetness of his teeth and cheeks from the apple.

Looking at Bing Fei's "self-cool" expression, Wu Qi couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother Qi, is it so funny and funny?" Bing Fei asked as he stared at Wu Qi mysteriously.

"Nothing... It just reminds me of what happened after the strange beast attacked the village that day......" Wuqi smiled proudly, noncommittal, as if he had even thought of something.

"What's the matter?" Bing Fei asked.

"That unlearned dog got the hookah out of nowhere, maybe the attack on the village made him too frightened, and I found him hiding in the corner and smoking a hookah. Your dark look just now was exactly the same as his expression after smoking at the time, and I couldn't help but laugh. Wu Qi explained.

"Ahem... Hookah?" Bingfei coughed dryly, there was no hookah a thousand years ago, and he asked at a loss.

"I heard people say that it is a kind of luxury that makes people relax in the West, and after inhaling, it makes people want to die, so happy. Wu Qi said unhappily and slowly.

"With such a miraculous effect, then I'll try it too!" Bing Feiqi said excitedly.

"Try your head! It's going to be distracting and mesmerizing. After becoming addicted, he can't extricate himself, his future is ruined, and he will forget everything he has done. He looked at Bing Fei and scolded bitterly.

"It turns out... It's really appalling that it makes people go crazy after smoking, so I'll eat the fruit and "laugh at myself". Bing Fei's face turned red, pursed his mouth, and sighed helplessly with his arms outstretched.

Then he continued after a long period of silence: "However, then again, if such an addictive substance and deadly toxins are used by people with intentions, wouldn't it make this eventful Middle-earth even worse, and the road will be exhausted......

The wind blowing more and more fiercely on the road ahead, and Bing Fei's unintentional words reflected the upcoming changes in Middle-earth......