Chapter 209: Killing the Night (7)

Pulling out his fingers, Amu glanced at Ah Chang expressionlessly, and decided to let him die to understand: "Didn't you ask the puppet what to do if I found out the problem?" Now you know that after I find out the problem, you will die ......"

As the words fell, Ah Chang's eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in an incredulous gaze, and then slowly fell backwards.

Memories of that day came back to me.

"Dead begging for food, is this a place where you can come? Is this something you can touch? Shopkeeper, I said how do you do this business, we have already paid the money, and it is right to pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, but this puppet is touched like this, and when the time comes, if something goes wrong, can we only swallow this loss?"

Black iron is the outer armor, so this gap is imperceptible. Without the resistance of the outer armor, the green armor after it is as fragile as paper in front of Ah Chang's sword fingers, so that the gap, the puppet, and the chest and abdomen are three points and one line, and as the puppet's fingertips pass through, Ah Chang's life will disappear at this moment.

Actually, the two of them have a good idea. quarreled and quarreled, but the two had a very tacit understanding, and even trusted each other, so the two of them after joining forces were indeed worthy of the general triple Taiwei, and with such a deadly offensive, even the quadruple Taiwei could only temporarily avoid the edge, which is true. But there is also a realm above this, the name of the realm is extreme, so it is called the Taiwei Extreme Realm, and this is no longer a gap that can be made up by cooperation alone, unfortunately, Amu is the Taiwei Extreme Realm.

Therefore, even more unfortunate, Amu raised his head and looked at the strong man with anger and horror in his eyes, and his voice was still flat, "Now...... It's your turn. ”

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The puppet is named [Cold], and it is also one of the secret puppets of the Lu family.

This kind of puppet has never appeared in everyone's field of vision, only a few occasional appearances, basically the people who have seen it are no longer there, counting, it should be regarded as the killer of the Lu family. However, although it is powerful, the conditions required are too much, and the cost of making it is not expensive, so even in the Lu family, its number is not much. On the other hand, the soul array above the puppet also has requirements for the soul master, called cold, and what the puppet needs is cold. However, the water sign that the Lu family is good at is not cold enough, so this Lu Xingsheng can also be said to have found another way, starting with children, supplemented by qi, and then letting children fight each other.

In this way, the last remaining child has a naturally indifferent personality, so he will be closer to the water sign and turn water into ice, and these people will become the dead soldiers of the Lu family.

Qiu San is the third dead soldier of the Lu family, and there are only three dead soldiers, so as a dead soldier, Qiu San can be said to be the most outstanding dead soldier of the Lu family, and there is no one.

At this moment, [cold] is in the hand, and the soul silk is walking among the puppets.

Following the trembling of the soul silk, Qiu San also took a step forward, and one step was a kill. [Cold] holds the ice pick tightly in his hand, and then the ice pick breaks out of the wind, and as far as the eye can see, you can even see the cold air brought up by the ice pick, the cold is pressing, and the cold is pervasive.

The next moment, to Qiu San's surprise, the puppet standing in front of Yan Wuxin's body was no longer [Allure] but [Pure Heart]. Moving sideways, followed by the fire of the [Pure Heart] fingertips, Qiu San knew that this was the Soul Array Mars.

The spark ignited, then turned into sparks, flames dancing in the fingertips of the [Pure Heart].

Come with the wind, keep out the cold.

Taking it a step further, Qiu San's hands staggered, and the ice pick reappeared in [Cold] hands. This time, the two ice picks collided against each other, and after slashing, they brought up the ice slag fragments, and the cone was a thorn in the middle of the fragments, and the two ice stabs stabbed forward with their hands.

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and in the light of the fire, [Cold]'s hands stabbed at the same time.

The fingers pressed lightly, and at the other end of the soul silk, [Qingxin] turned around and punched out the flames on the fingertips, converging five into one, the five fingers combined, and the flames instantly rose, and the red light came to the face. At the same time, with a flick of his right hand, the soul ribbon took up an arc, and the [Allure] gathered fire into a sword, and the rising firelight met with the ice spike and dissipated, as if it had never appeared, and the dissipated firelight came to the hand of [Allure], and the arm-long fire sword shook hands.

The sound of armor breaking sounded, and there was no doubt that the [Pure Heart] that did not resist was pierced by the ice thorns.

However, with the slight turn of the puppet, the outer armor was slightly wrong, and it happened to resist the thorn in the hardest position. Also taking advantage of this moment, [Qingxin] grabbed [Leng]'s wrist and pulled it back hard. As if throwing himself into his arms, [Cold] collided with the sword in [Allure].

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, the puppet held the thorn in his backhand, and the ice spike resisted the palm of [Allure] at an incredible angle, and the spirit sword was difficult to score.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qiu San's soul silk shifted, from left to right, and the clenched palm made a smart move, holding the palm of [Qingxin] instead, the ten fingers were intertwined, and the puppet's fingertips were full of white frost. Then, the white frost continued up the arm of [Qingxin], trying to freeze the entire puppet.

The chill hit, and the frost seemed to freeze time. It's too late, it's too fast, the moment the frost fills up, the [Allure] palm flicked, allowing the icicle to pierce the arm, and the sword in his hand slashed forward, cutting through the outer armor of [Leng], and also cutting off the left arm of [Qingxin].

The arm hit the ground and in the blink of an eye it froze. Turning his gaze slightly, Qiu San glanced at Yan Wuxin, smelling the scorching smell coming from in front of him, [Leng] slowly let go of his fingers, and [Qingxin] left arm fell to the ground and smashed into grains of ice.

The chill really goes to the bone.

At this moment, a roar sounded, and both of them couldn't help but look sideways, and at this time, they saw the fallen Ah Chang and the strong man who came up in anger.

His eyes froze, and Qiu San's pupils almost shrank into a formation. Since he came to Huya Mountain, the two brothers who have been with him for the longest time have been with him, since he was a child, he has no friends, and there is only one secret hidden in his heart, so after coming here, the two brothers have almost added color to his life.

From black and white to colorful, only Qiu San knows best what he has really felt happy about these years. But is that the end of it?

Raising his head, there were tears flashing in his eyes, tears falling smoothly, and the tears that flowed out were indeed bright red tears.

He hurts, and his heart cuts like a knife.

When he closed his eyes and opened them, he saw a blood-red world, just as he had seen it when he was six years old. Qing exhaled a breath and condensed into white qi in front of him, this was cold, and he felt the real cold. Because he was helpless, he was helpless, because he was lonely, his heart was cold, and the sound of landing sounded, and he knew that Agua's life was also gone at this time.

"Agua, Achang, I'm sorry. He thought like this, how good it would be if he didn't shoulder the identity of the Lu family, maybe there wouldn't be this accident.

"Third uncle, let me pave the way for you again. Looking up, he hid this secret in his heart.

Strike again, and the puppet's whole body is already filled with blue light. Smoothies are all over the place, turning into outer armor and covering them. Qiu San's fingers moved lightly, and the white frost even followed the soul silk to his fingertips, and at this moment, a chill poured out from the sea of qi.

He remembered that the night he was alive was dark and moonless. As now, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and sure enough, there was no moonlight on the coldest nights.

Accompanied by the puppets, one puppet and one puppet came forward with frost all over the ground.

Soul Array: Cold Night.

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(PS: I don't know if you think that there are more words with the new one recently, this is because you don't need a title, which saves a lot of time, and it's enough to use seven chapters for a good title, but it's not seven, right? Haha, just kidding, please support me. )