After several repeated attempts, Qin Ling finally summoned several inconspicuous dead leaf butterflies.

This kind of creature whose magic is connected to him can directly share vision, allowing the Qinling Mountains to quickly spread to more areas.

Moreover, the burden of summoning butterflies is many times smaller than that of dragons.

But it didn't take long for Qin Ling's face to change suddenly, and his mouth exploded directly: "Fuck, what is this?" ”

……

After the explosion, no one dared to make a big show of it.

On the contrary, basically all players are lurking in dark alleys, dance floors in nightclubs, and narrow boxes in KTVs, engaged in desperate fights.

This kind of battle at the same level is often where you slash me and I give you a stick, and in the end, you can basically only lose both.

Ma Dong is facing the same dilemma.

He was stuck in a dead end by a group of blue token holders, and it had been almost half an hour.

This group of players is very clear, in terms of strength, none of them are Ma Dong's opponents.

But if he fights together and frequently changes the participants to kill his physical strength, this explosive berserker will sooner or later be overwhelmed.

Luckily, their plan worked.

"Brother, hand over the token, the one who knows the times is Junjie."

"That's right, with your strength, isn't it easy to get a token again?"

The perpetrators continued to bewitch Ma Dong's ears.

The man in front of him was covered in wounds, with several deep blood marks on his shoulder blades, and several ribs may have been broken.

But even so, they didn't want to provoke the angry trapped beast.

If it weren't for the large number of them, they wouldn't have been able to defeat the existence of this magnitude......

"If the token is given to you, you have to keep it until the end."

"It's really a toast, no food, no food, no punishment for drinking."

Several good upgraders were eager to try, and pulled the trigger on Ma Dong.

Bang bang bang –

After a burst of strafing, Ma Dong actually stood there unharmed, and even gave them the middle finger mockingly.

"You, you...... Do you still have a means to save your life? ”

Ma Dong was also stunned.

He just thought that he would pose before he died, so that he would look handsome.

Can ...... now

Not to mention that the other party was confused, even he didn't know how those bullets were eliminated.

What the hell is alive?

Suddenly, Ma Dong felt a gust of wind behind him, and the extremely cold breath instantly pierced his spine, making his whole body feel like falling into an ice cave.

Tadd, step, step, step, step.

A crisp sound of horses' hooves sounded behind him, and as time went on, it became clearer and louder!

The group of people standing opposite Ma Dong gradually turned pale, their eyes widened, but their pupils shrank suddenly, and their expressions became extremely hideous.

It was as if they had witnessed something horrific.

"Ghost, ghost!"

I don't know who shouted this sentence first.

Immediately after, several people at the back of the crowd turned around and ran, not even caring if the weapons in their hands fell.

Ma Dong slowly turned around.

The majestic divine soldier immediately followed him, facing the armed assailants, raising the horn bow in his hand, his movements familiar and light.

Calloused fingers rested on the shiny bowstring, converging several dazzling golden arrows.

"Whoever transgresses my territory, die."

The arrows shot out, like a mythical bird soaring in the night sky, drawing a perfect parabola, and in an instant through the heads of the fugitives.

The watermelon-like skull smashed into pieces, spilling red plasma, splashing everyone.

Ma Dong came into close contact with these ancient general-like divine soldiers, and instead of feeling frightened, he felt a kind of warmth like a spring breeze.

The only thing that is certain is that these "divine soldiers" are not the living.

The "horses" under their crotches are all skeletons of horses draped in dark golden flames, and every neighing can make the sound of wind and thunder, and the horse's hooves can leave deep flame scorch lines on the ground.

As for the armor worn by this group of divine soldiers, it is the Ming Dynasty gold-lacquered mountain armor made by the Song Dynasty, wearing a sky blue coat, holding a waist-like knife like flowing water, and the face is completely covered by a gilded mask, and its specific appearance cannot be seen clearly.

But the pupils under the mask shone with a majestic dark gold.

"Run, run, run!"

The crowd let out hysterical roars, guns in their hands rang out in unison, and countless gun flames flickered in the dark night, like a concerto for the end of the apocalypse.

However, the bullet struck their armor, leaving not even a spark or trace, and it became a scrap that was crushed into discus and fell under the horses of the divine soldiers.

"Whoever deceives my people, die."

The divine soldiers behind Ma Dong continued to rush out of the wall, wielding their white blades, cutting off their round heads like cutting leeks, bringing a torrential rain of blood.

After an instant, there was no one in the entire alley who could breathe alive except for Ma Dong.

A group of divine soldiers rode on horseback, and after going out of the alley, they marched in different directions.

Immediately after, countless screams echoed in the night sky......

Ma Dong clutched the purple token in his hand tightly, gasping for breath, his eyes revealing a kind of satisfaction for the rest of his life.

"It's so dangerous, I almost died again."

Seriously, if it weren't for those divine soldiers descending from heaven, his life might not have been saved.

Strange to say, although they killed others, they seemed to have completely ignored Ma Dong from beginning to end.

Neither attack him, nor ignore him.

It's weird.

"Maybe it's because Lao Tzu is handsome?"

"No, they're because you didn't kill anyone."

A rough voice suddenly came from Ma Dong's head.

"Are you here to get the token?" Ma Dong smiled bitterly, feeling a sense of powerlessness that had just come out of the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, "If you want it, take it, please give me a good time later." ”

The man slowly landed beside Ma Dong and handed over a small pill, "It's me, Qin Ling, take this medicine and rest for a while." ”

Ma Dong was slightly stunned.

He looked at the familiar boning knife in the hand of the visitor, and was sure that it was Qin Ling, so he put down his hanging heart.

Suddenly, he remembered the system prompt just now, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Qin, why did you lose the token?" ”

"It's a long story." Qin Ling listened to the screams coming from afar, and couldn't help but show a cold face, "I'm afraid that this time, we are in big trouble." ”

"Trouble? But they just saved me. ”

"I said it, it's because you never killed anyone." Qin Ling explained, "This monster is called the Night Binding Spirit, which is immortal because of a certain obsession, and only haunts the night. ”

"I've been in Songyuan for so many years, and I've never heard of any Nightbound Spirits. Brother Qin, how do you know? ”

"It's just a folk gossip." Qin Ling coughed dryly, "I suspect that in the next period of time, if you have killed people in this land, I am afraid that you will be hunted down and killed by the Night Bound Spirit." ”

"Then what are you panicking about, you didn't kill anyone."

"Who told you?" Qin Ling couldn't help laughing, "I killed one just now!" ”

As the two were talking, they heard a loud sound of horses' hooves at the entrance of the alley.

Tread, tread, tread......

"Okay, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive."