When Zheng Xiu tied Gongsun Mo's picture scroll tightly on his back, the erratic body of [Zheng Shan's incarnation] suddenly solidified a lot.

Chu Susu's eyes widened.

"What the hell is going on?"

"...... happened"

Zheng Xiu's question suddenly evoked Chu Susu's painful memories.

Chu Susu first held his head in pain, and then walked towards the corpses of Brother Ya and Pang Shengyun like crazy.

"They were dug out of their hearts by a guy in black...... And then...... And then died......"

Chu Susu cried and cried. He said it in vague terms, but Zheng Xiu probably understood. Her words actually didn't get to the point, but she was just a girl who was not yet an adult and had a weak heart, and Zheng Xiu didn't feel too hard for her.

Carrying the picture scroll on his back, Zheng Xiu took a few steps and felt the state of incarnation under the "Fengbei signal was tragically blocked".

Fengbei was "swallowed" into the painting for some reason, so the link between the heart prison and [Post Station Fengbei] was abnormal.

But I don't know if it's because Fengbei's "Inhuman Ghost Snake" is too powerful to leak out of the picture scroll, even if it is only a loss, it can barely let Zheng Xiu cross thousands of miles with [iQue] and arrive here.

Zheng Xiu usually arrives at the [Post Station Fengbei], and will appear on the edge of the Fengbei Ghost Dragon, and the farthest distance from Fengbei can reach thirty zhang. And now, it can only barely appear from the picture scroll, which shows that this strange picture scroll of Gongsun Mo has caused a very serious suppression of the ghost snake in Fengbei.

"The avatar's attributes have not been affected."

Zheng Xiu clenched his fists and made a crisp clicking sound.

The rest of the orphans and the people on the street were still standing sluggishly, and Chu Susu lay on Pang Shengyun's corpse and wept bitterly.

Zheng Xiu lifted Pang Shengyun's clothes and found that gray-purple corpse spots had already appeared on Pang Shengyun's body.

Over a [Scout].

The dice drilled out of the center of the eyebrows spun rapidly in front of him.

Lines of information brushed down like a waterfall in Zheng Xiu's field of vision, allowing Zheng Xiu to quickly judge what happened at that time in combination with Chu Susu's words.

"They have long been dead, that guy should be a 'thousand goalkeepers', in order to achieve a certain 'rule', he deliberately used two corpses as an introduction, the purpose is to make Fengbei believe in 'something'."

Chu Susu was stunned when he heard this, his eyes were filled with mist, and he said in a dumb voice: "Really? ”

"Really, they were dead long before we entered the city. People can't be resurrected after death, and the most important thing now is to find a way to get out of here first. Zheng Xiu quickly analyzed: "In addition, except for your brother Ya and Pang Shengyun, the rest of the orphans are still alive. Although Ye Weiyang does not follow common sense, it is impossible to kill the people of the whole city, Fengbei has been included in the cannibal painting, we must leave here as soon as possible to let the rest of the people survive. ”

Chu Susu was silent for a moment, vigorously wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and in a blink of an eye, she seemed to be a different person, and in a few words, she told the process she was witnessing.

Zheng Xiu listened silently, walked towards the corpse of the virtual mouse, leaned over and picked up his sawtooth heavy soldier, weighed one or two, easily picked up a few circles of knife flowers, and nodded secretly, good weapon.

There is no resurrection from the dead.

Saw knife, borrow it.

Playing with the knife of the virtual mouse, Chu Susu said the key point.

It turned out that when Feng Bei slapped the lower string Lu, he was about to solve the virtual mouse, and the picture scroll behind Feng Bei suddenly opened as if he had come to life, rolling Feng Bei in, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Bei was swallowed into the picture scroll and disappeared out of thin air.

When Zheng Xiu heard this, he pondered for a moment, the anger in his eyes ignited, and with a knife, he sawed the corpse of the virtual rat in two, and the ground cracked.

"Bastard! I see! ”

Zheng Xiu suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is the real trap.

Could it be that the night lord hidden in the shadows knew that the "something" hidden in the scroll would react to the "ominous" of Fengbei?

Once Fengbei "shot" to kill, it will trigger the "devouring" mechanism of the picture scroll and swallow Fengbei into the painting?

Other words.

It doesn't matter who comes.

The important thing is that in these night Weiyang in General Town, as long as there is one of them, Fengbei can't help but kill people when he is carrying the picture scroll, and the purpose of the night lord will be achieved.

All the people of the night in the general's town may become the outcasts of the night lord.

Lu Zhou's eight fingers, who were probably wiped out by Fengbei's slap, didn't know about it before he died, and he died in a daze and ignorance.

After figuring out the key, Zheng Xiu was angry at the same time, but also felt cold all over his body.

What is the purpose of the night lord to deal with Fengbei in this way?

That night, before the Lord appeared, he had already anticipated what was going on and laid out a game.

Fengbei survived twenty years ago, is it a mistake?

Zheng Xiu suddenly couldn't help but have an illusion.

This kind of all this, it seems that even the matter of "Fengbei is alive" itself has become a mistake. Some people are trying to fix this "mistake".

"Grass!"

Zheng Xiu's heart was irritable, and he unconsciously dragged the knife on the ground.

"Uncle Zheng!"

It wasn't until Chu Susu called out in a trembling voice that Zheng Xiu discovered that the corpse of the virtual rat was dragged miserably by the saw knife. He meditated in his heart that the dead were great, calmed down, kicked two feet of gravel to bury the virtual rat in place, and then threw the dice again to use [inspiration]. The dice lost the points very smoothly this time, and they were a big success in one throw, turning on the [Spiritual Vision].

Under the spiritual vision, everything in heaven and earth seems to have changed another color, not far away there is a figure whimpering and digging something on the ground, and after looking closely, I can see that it is the fighting hedgehog crying and picking up the pages scattered on the ground, trying to reassemble it into a book, but it was unsuccessful.

Wow!

Circles of ripples rippled on the shadow wall, and more than a dozen figures passed through the shadow wall one after another.

Led by the "shadow show" that took advantage of the favorable time and place and the people who created all this, Jun Buxiao, and Gu Qiutang, who "didn't move the knife" behind him.

Yueyan followed closely behind and saw Zheng Xiu standing alone on the street, with a pile of rubble beside him, full of bloodstains.

There were still many people lying in the streets, fainting. Zheng Xiu looked at Jun Buxiao, his eyes were fixed, under the spiritual vision, Jun Buxiao's figure was different from others, like a ball of paste, full of shadows. After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Xiu understood, Jun Buxiao didn't dare to appear as his real body this time, Jun Buxiao, who was walking in front, was tightly a "shadow", and his real body was hiding elsewhere.

"There is nothing strange in the world."

Zheng Xiu once again sighed at the magic of thaumaturgy, like a miracle given to mankind by God, with all kinds of tricks emerging in endlessly.

Except for Jun Buxiao, Gu Qiutang, and Yueyan, the rest of the people who walked in were all dressed in black, with a Yeweiyang waist card hanging on their waists, and a raven standing on their shoulders, and the raven's eyes were shining in the dark night, like a pitch-black pearl, as if they were shining with a smart luster, like a pair of human eyes peeping here.

Three of them had star stripes on their sleeves and black boxes behind them, and they were identified from their outfits, and Zheng Xiu recognized that the three people should be "twenty-eight constellations".

"Uncle Zheng?"

The black-clothed guys appeared in groups, making Chu Susu so frightened that he couldn't help but hide behind Zheng Xiu.

She remembered what Zheng Xiu said, and couldn't help but glance back at her friends lying on the ground.

Jun Bu smiled and let out an exaggerated strange smile and asked, "Yo huh?" What about the monster Fengbei? ”

Having said that, Jun Buxiao's eyes stared directly behind Zheng Xiu, obviously he saw the picture scroll behind Zheng Xiu.

"Guess?"

Zheng Xiu laughed loudly, he had fought with the two "Decembers" before, and he knew about the other party's thaumaturgy. But the thaumaturgical battle is about the word "strange", not that the higher the level, the more durable it is, in the battle of thaumaturgists, examples of overturning abound. Look at that virtual rat is much more experienced than the fighting hedgehog, why don't you let the macho man press down from behind, twist his neck, and be whipped corpse, and die without looking at it.

Zheng Xiu's voice did not fall, he held Chu Susu's hand with one hand, the ink stained the light and shadow after itself, the wings stretched, and the fangs skyrocketed. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Zheng Xiu turned into a monster that was more like a monster than Fengbei and soared into the sky.

The ink-colored wings dripped brilliant streamers, like a sharp knife, splitting the night in two and sweeping it in half.

"Move, then, die!"

Gu Qiutang instantly put on a posture, wanting to use the famous stunt "Don't use the knife".

"Come here!"

In mid-air, Zheng Xiu sneered and pointed at Gu Qiutang from a distance.

Gu Qiutang's calm state of mind was suddenly broken, and his mouth seemed to scold "If I Gu Qiutang don't kill my ancestors, I will not be a human for the eighteenth generation", and the temperament of the elegant and chivalrous man was gone, and he threw the sword on his waist towards Zheng Xiu in mid-air like a mad dog.

Gu Qiutang scolded.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Someone stumbled on the roof and was shocked.

The audience was dumbfounded.

No one expected that the dignified knife would not move, but would move first.

As we all know, thaumaturgy will not work without moving the sword.

"He's doing magic!"

Jun Bu smiled and was surprised, in the last fight, Zheng Xiu rubbed out a trick "dragon head drama painting" to make Jun Buxiao mistakenly think that it was Zheng Xiu who drew the dragon head out of thin air and was too beautiful, which attracted them to the past. Jun Buxiao was thinking about Zheng Xiu's thaumaturgy by himself, where could he have thought that the medium of the other party's spell was not painting.

Isn't he really a painter?

Gan! Scammed!

Jun didn't laugh, he was shocked and angry.

"Heaven doesn't give birth to me Zheng someone, and the treacherous way is like a long night!"

Zheng Xiu flapped his wings and flew over everyone's heads arrogantly, and at the same time, his bold words broke the silence like a twilight drum and morning bell.

[Shock]!

The perfect "shock" already has an extremely high probability of triggering, Zheng Xiu changed his tricks a little and pretended to be forced, and it was triggered casually.

He said casually, on the streets and on the rooftops, the night guards and stars who were preparing to perform their own thaumaturgy, in an instant, their pupils were like earthquakes, inexplicably frightened, and they did not dare to move in place.

Two of them even pulled their hips more than the fighting hedgehog, and the whites of their eyes rolled over and foamed at their mouths, and they passed out and couldn't get up again.

"Everyone, be careful! His thaumaturgy is varied, beware of deception! Hee-hee-hee! I'll be ugly first! ”

Jun is not smiling, surprised and laughing, with a strange tone, like an old general on the stage, with a pretentious smell in his speech, I don't know if this is the restriction of his "shadow play". I saw Jun Buxiao waving the scissors, quickly cutting out the shadows, and the shadows were like pitch-black streamers, like tentacles, quickly stretched out from behind Jun Buxiao, and Zheng Xiu flew into the air from all directions.

"Find a way to steal his mask!"

Thaumaturgists have to use their brains as well as their hands. After Zheng Xiu was hurriedly slashed across his chest by a rapidly interspersed shadow, leaving a wound with neat edges, he hurriedly lowered his voice to Chu Susu.

Chu Susu nodded vigorously, at this moment she was like a little mare thrown upside down by the surging waves, and the feeling of soaring in the air and somersaulting made her dizzy and nauseous. But when she heard this, she knew that Zheng Xiu was in a bitter battle, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense, so she put her little hand into her arms and tried hard to aim at the painted bone face that Jun Buxiao was wearing.

Zheng Xiu wasn't actually sure, stealing Jun Buxiao's mask would affect the other party's spell. But ninety percent of the way you want to come and go without smiling is [drama], his outfit, his behavior, all confirm this. If the drama has no face, it can't be a drama, Zheng Xiu, who guessed like this, could only hold the mind of trying it and not getting pregnant, so let Chu Susu give it a try.

Chu Susu walked the [Thief Door], and his thaumaturgical skills were all on the word "stealing", in this case, Zheng Xiu could only find a way to give full play to Chu Susu's light and heat.

When Zheng Xiu was easily dodging all kinds of thaumaturgical trajectories, suddenly his cold hair stood up like a needle, and in an instant, Zheng Xiu's mind flashed Gu Qiutang appeared behind him and slashed down, hurting himself and cutting the rope of the scroll.

This scene was like a future scene in a moment, and Zheng Xiu turned around and bent his arms almost without thinking, following his intuition.

"Move, then, die!"

Really.

An indifferent voice sounded behind him, and Gu Qiutang flashed behind Zheng Xiu like a ghost, without half a word of nonsense, he slashed at Zheng Xiu's back.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, Gu Qiutang picked up the knife he threw out with a red face, and even seized a moment of respite, even if he launched the "don't move the knife". The sharp and decisive knife move was like a thin ray of light falling from top to bottom, and this straight knife momentum revealed Gu Qiutang's determination to kill Zheng Xiu here.

At this point, no one dared to underestimate this person anymore. He can fight the two of them alone without falling behind, Gu Qiutang even treated the macho man as a monster Fengbei when he took out the knife, no longer kept it, and shot with all his might.

But what Gu Qiutang didn't expect was that Zheng Xiu was moving at high speed in the air, and he secretly put on an immobile posture, it can be said that as long as he successfully put on a posture, Zheng Xiu's high-speed movement was in line with the restrictions of "spelling" every moment, and this knife should have been nine out of ten. However, the macho man was like a prophet, and he predicted his prediction in advance, and the knife fell impartially on the crook of the macho man's arm.

Click!

Laugh at!

Lightning and flint, life and death success or failure are only in a moment. The lightning-like knife fell to an abrupt halt in the middle, Gu Qiutang looked at his knife in shock, his knife happened to be stuck at the elbow joint of the macho man, and it was difficult to advance again. Blood gushed out, and his knife clearly slashed at the other party, but he couldn't go any further and cut off the macho man's arm!

Gu Qiutang was dumbfounded.

Blocking knives with your arms?

Is this a fucking artist?

Gu Qiutang scolded his mother in his heart.

"Get out!"

Zheng Xiu shouted angrily and triggered the [Shock] again, and in Gu Qiutang's eyes, the blood-stained facial features of the fierce man were as hideous as a ghost who had risen from the netherworld, making him weak all over, and the treasure knife that was stuck by bones and muscles almost escaped from his hand. In the next second, the wind was howling in Gu Qiutang's ears, and the giant heavy soldiers stopped and slashed at him, Gu Qiutang screamed, slanted down from his shoulders to his waist, and the sharp sawtooth "bitten" away a large piece of Gu Qiutang's flesh and blood, and the white bones were exposed, Gu Qiutang first felt a sharp pain, and then half of his body lost consciousness, and fell on the street with blood, screaming and rolling into the dark, life and death were unknown.

A shrill music sounded from the crowd, and there was a handsome star holding a pipa in his hand, and the young man glanced at the whites of his eyes, and his eyes were like silk, and he played a sonorous tune.

The sharp sound of Quyin was like a knife, Zheng Xiu's intuition exploded, he hugged Chu Susu in his arms violently, and turned towards Quyin.

As if he had suffered an invisible thousand cuts, Zheng Xiu's broad back suddenly cracked with blood marks, snorting at blood flowers. Zheng Xiu threw his hand back, and the sawtooth broadsword that originally belonged to the virtual rat fell into the crowd like a spinning cannonball, and an unlucky night guard just wanted to make a move, and the sawtooth broadsword spun and split him, blood spurted high, and another person died.

This unreasonable force made everyone scold their mothers again in their hearts, can this fucking be the way of the painter?

"Nail!"

Yiyiwei held a hammer in his left hand and bit a row of iron nails in his mouth, which were connected by copper wires.

The hammer nails fell, and the iron nails shot into the air like hidden weapons, and in an instant, a net of sharp copper wires was laid in this space.

"You can't escape!"

Jun Buxiao suddenly appeared from the shadow wall above Zheng Xiu's head, and no one knew if this was a shadow or a real body. I saw him smiling and cutting with scissors, and even the untraceable shadow of the copper wire was cut out by Jun Buxiao, turning into a terrible shadow weaving net, and twisted towards Zheng Xiu.

In the middle of December, Gu Qiutang's tragic situation did not make the other Ye Weiyang flinch, they seemed to be here to form a group to beat the evil people in the world, and gradually played the due cooperation between thaumaturgists in the chaos.

In just a few breaths of fierce attack, they have already seen the terrifying and powerful part of this fierce man, that handsome face seems to be just his disguise, and the ferocity like a beast and the changeability of a fox are his nature. No one dares to underestimate this thaumaturgical man who pretends to be a [painter], and now he has all his strength and sells thaumaturgy.

"Hold me tight...... The painting! ”

Zheng Xiu's appearance was quite miserable at the moment, covered in scars and blood, and there was no intact, and he forcibly used his strong physique to block Gu Qiutang's killer arm, and only the muscles and bones were connected. But the more he got here, his [Shock] was triggered more frequently, exuding terrifying battle intent like a trapped beast in a cage, if someone had the means of [Spiritual Vision], they might be able to see behind Zheng Xiu, as if there was a pitch-black giant beast lurking, darker than the night, covering the day.

"Surprise Cage!"

As the arm pulled down the joystick, the slot machine phantom turned quickly, and the corresponding ultimate move was shaken in an instant.

Click!

Throwing Chu Susu behind him, Zheng Xiu vacated his hands, his bones swelled from his palms, and two large scimitars wrapped around black flames grew out of his body.

It's good, the long-lost purgatory is coming.

The fierce fangs of the macho man set off the happy smile at the moment, which was particularly hideous and terrifying.

"It's done!"

Suddenly, Chu Susu made a surprised voice behind Zheng Xiu, and the hand hidden in his arms grabbed a pair of painted bone faces.

Overhead, in the crowd, the two gentlemen touched their pale faces with a smile on their faces, their faces were shocked, and the dark sky suddenly opened to both sides like a curtain, and the red and bright morning sun dispelled the shadows.

"Well done."

Zheng Xiu's face was covered with blood, but at this moment, he smiled leisurely, and his body began to rotate like a spinning top.

Before he turned, he thought of this move, which was born from the Eighteen Slashes of the Coiling Dragon and was given a new move with a "Huge Boost" bonus.

Nuclear dragon bomb?

No.

"The dragon wags its tail."

Ask for a commuter pass

(End of chapter)