Hear the words.

The ghost pawns nodded their heads.

Finches.

There were so many humans mixed in the banquet before, they must have come in with bad intentions, and if there were some guys who used some method to avoid exclusion and then drugged in the medicinal wine, then they would probably become sinners in this operation.

Therefore, caution must be exercised at this time.

Looking at the posture of the ghost pawn, Li Ling nodded and left with peace of mind.

So many blood cylinders were spent.

Even he had some flesh pain.

I just hope that I can get more performance for myself later.

At this time.

On top of the feast.

After all the rhetoric, the guests, including the ghosts, were now seated and devoured the sumptuous dishes.

The sound of chewing, tearing flesh sounds creepy at this time.

After eating for a while.

It didn't take long for guests to realize that something was wrong.

There is food alone.

But there was no blood wine.

This is somewhat unpleasant for them.

Between the beginning of the war, it was basically customary to drink a few large bowls of wine.

Soon, several inquiries emerged.

The Ghost King seemed to have expected this, smiled, and said, "This king knows that this blood wine is indispensable..."

As he spoke, he nodded, and several pawns from the pharmacy saw this, and hurriedly carried the blood wine over, one jar for each seat.

It then spoke, "For this wine, I have asked my master to add the Evil Qi Pill powder to it... This pill is the same pill that my subordinates took before, and it only takes a little bit to greatly increase the strength, so you can drink this wine and feel the magic in it."

"Although the performance in the ring was not satisfactory before, but it was just for some other reasons, I won't say much, you raised the blood wine in your hands, and practiced this action."

The voice landed.

The Ghost King picked up a Evil Qi Pill and put it in his mouth, raised a bowl of blood wine, and drank it on his back.

At this time, the other ghosts in the banquet, including the guests, did not say anything, and at the same time raised the bowl in their hands and drank the blood wine in it.

A bowl of belly.

Suddenly.

Streams of evil qi erupted from their bodies, and although it was only a small point, it could also be felt that their strength had grown very much at this time.

His body began to swell, his eyes contained murderous intent, and after standing in place for a long time, a ghost let out a long howl and made a terrifying sound.

"Hehe... This pill is really magical, but just a bowl of blood wine, I actually feel the breath in my body soaring, and I have a hidden sense of breakthrough..."

"Indeed, not only is the medicine effective, but the strength effect is also very great, and I'm now... I just want to kill people."

"Keep drinking!"

After feeling the terrifying effect of this evil qi pill.

Moment.

These ghosts began to scramble to drink the blood wine, after all, this is an elixir made from thousands of souls and dozens of medicinal materials containing yin qi, the effect is strong, far from being comparable to cultivation, although there is only one evil qi pill in a jar of blood wine, but this effect is enough.

The ghost pawns also began to drink freely now, and even a few directly picked up the jar, their aura gradually became stronger, an endless killing intent permeated their minds, and their desires were infinitely expanded, especially those ghost generals who took a whole pill, and their bodies were filled with surging black qi, which was daunting.

Thousands of ghost pawns and hundreds of guests have all finished taking the blood wine at this time, even including the ghost king on the stage.

Although some of them were swallowed with a Evil Qi Pill, they were all swallowed with blood wine, and they looked full of pride.

Well.

How pretending it looks now, how painful it will be when the disease comes.

However, compared to the terrifying changes of others, I took one

After the Evil Qi Pill, the Ghost King did not have any very intuitive changes.

Its aura seemed to have become more calm, and the few desires that emerged in the child's hole were quickly suppressed, and its body was filled with surging black qi.

It can only be said that the ghost king still has two brushes, Li Ling released his breath to sense, at most, he felt that the other party's breath became calmer, and it was not terrible to be able to show his strength, but this kind of pill can still be suppressed, whether it is mental strength or strength, it can be said to have reached a peak.

I don't know how much stronger it is than the ghost king in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

Not much.

The blood wine had all been drunk, and the food at the feast had been wiped out, leaving only some meat scraps.

But.

These guests were far from being fed.

Not only the guests, but also the ghost pawns are now greedy, after taking the Evil Qi Pill, these flesh and blood are not enough to consume, they need more flesh and blood, and if they want to get enough blood food to fill their stomachs, there is only one thing left to do.

That is the slaughter of the city.

I don't know where there was a sound.

The ghosts and guests were now standing together, their mouths uttering in unison: "Slaughter the city".

Wave after wave, like a heavy wave stacked on top of each other, swept in all directions, dyeing the sky bright red.

Seeing this, the ghost king's expression gradually became solemn.

It took a deep breath and picked up the dead man's halberd on the side, and a monstrous aura spread from its body: "Slaughter the city!"

.....

.....

"Slaughter..."

Looking at the bright red handwriting on the sign.

The people in Lin'an City looked a little dazed at this time.

For them.

This kind of thing is usually a rumor made up to scare children, or a story told from the mouth of a storyteller.

But now, that's about to become a reality.

Just two words.

But it was like a mountain suppressed in everyone's chest, breathless.

Tens of thousands of residents, some of whom have experienced the massacre of villages by bandits... However, the death of more than 100 people is enough to become a shadow for a lifetime, but now in the city...

But tens of thousands.

Tens of thousands of living lives, the lady who sells breakfast, the old man who sells sugar gourds, the storyteller on the street, the children who go to the school with their schoolbags, the dignitaries in the restaurant...

They will all die in this massacre.

It's not that they go to extremes, it's just that although these people are just ordinary people, they also know how terrifying the mass grave ghost land that turns hundreds of miles nearby into a wilderness is really terrifying.

Those thousands of ghost pawns, and the rumored ghost king... And what it was, they didn't dare to think about it.

To say escape...

In the current troubled times, there are many bandits and beasts in the surrounding mountains, and they have worked hard all their lives, and they have mixed one acre and three points of land in the city.

And then there's...

Most of the people in the city were no longer able to escape.

Now, the only thing most people can do is to send away all the children in the family, those young generations, and the old bones are left in the city, even if it is to send their lives to those ghost pawns to eat, and it will be a delay for a while.

Several managers of Lin'an City naturally knew about this situation, and immediately dispersed all the few silver taels in the city, so that the fleeing people would not sleep on the road....

The city is silent.

The old man, who usually smiled kindly and often gave a few sugar gourds to the children in the school, had returned to the room at this time, opened the mattress, and took out that it was rusty

The big knife came to the courtyard, sharpened it carefully, and looking at the curly blade on it, he seemed to recall how he used this knife to cut off the enemy's head when he was on the battlefield.

The farmers waited in front of the door with hoes, and the old ladies took out the few pieces of meat that the family had prepared for the guests, and prepared the most sumptuous and possibly the last meal of their lives.

The sake brewing merchants on the west side of the city have now taken out their treasured wines and placed them in front of the shops, allowing people to drink them, and the fragrance wafts away, which is moving.

Players stand at the head of the city with the few remaining combat forces in the city.

Here, some defenses have been arranged, maybe they can resist the attack of the ghost pawns, these masters also have some strength in their bodies, and they are even a few points better than the ghost generals, but in the face of such a large number of ghost pawns, they are really not sure, they can only say that they will do their best.

Sikong Ne stayed beside the masked woman at this time, stared at the message coming from the chat box, and took a deep breath: "The practice has been completed over there, and the troops are coming..."

"Brother Ling drugged the other party's blood wine, which seems to be able to reduce some of their combat power, but I don't know exactly when it will attack."

"At the other party's speed, it may take half a day to enter the city... Some of the means can now be arranged."

The masked woman nodded, and looked at the few Taoist masters in Dharma robes on the side, "I'm tired."

Several gray-bearded veterans nodded, came to the city, each holding a brush and a talisman, and began to arrange around Lin'an City.

She then glanced to the side again, and an old monk was sitting at the head of the city, twisting the Buddha beads, and his expression did not change at all.

The woman stepped forward and saluted, her voice trembling a little: "The little woman thanked the inhabitants of the city..."

A smile appeared on the old monk's face, and he shook his head: "Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, not to mention, if there were no residents in Lin'an City, my broken temple would have cut off the incense not long ago, this time, it was the old man who repaid the favor, needless to say."

said.

He closed his eyes, his lips squirmed, and he silently recited the scriptures, his body visibly becoming old, and at the same time, a surging golden light enveloped the city.

....

....

In the middle of nowhere.

The ghost king led thousands of ghost pawns to walk on this devastated land, riding a ghost horse that had become a skeleton and holding a dead man's halberd, following the team.

Black clouds crush the city.

The sky was blood-colored, and with the approach of thousands of ghost soldiers, it was constantly pressing forward, the wind was howling, and the rain was dripping, as if they were crying for the impending disaster in advance.