After thinking about it, the brocade-robed military general stopped, turned around and said, "Who killed Liu Yiyi?" ”

Liu Yiyi is the common name of Liu Jushi, Jiang Chen knew the answer, but did not answer directly, and asked: "This question, why don't you ask Zhang Daochang?" ”

The brocade-robed military general shook his head and sighed silently: "She won't say anything I ask." I think she must have been very stimulated. I wanted to help her, but I couldn't get started. If you know anything insider, be sure to let me know! ”

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and said, "This Wufeng Town is your territory, and the masters in the town must be more familiar than me." Even if you don't ask me, you already have the answer in your heart, right? ”

"When I rushed over, the rain pavilion had already cleaned up the house, so I didn't see the full scene." The brocade-robed military general showed a contemplative expression, "But the killing aura left in that room is very evil and weird, and it definitely doesn't belong to anyone in this town!" That guy's appearance has completely escaped my sentry, and he is a terrible killer! Even if I was attacked by that guy, I am afraid that I might not be able to get out of the way. So I'm very worried that if Yuting deals with him alone, it will be very dangerous......"

"That person's name is Bai Ghost Chou, and he is the young owner of the Wind and Rain Building." Jiang Chen said.

The brocade-robed military general said movingly: "It turned out to be him!" ”

"It seems that Brother Luo has dealt with him."

"Hmm." The brocade-robed military general raised his gaze, looked at Jiang Chen solemnly with his brown-blue eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Jiang Shaoxia, I want to ask you for something. ”

"Please."

"I want you to protect the rain pavilion and stay by her side until I pull out the rats in the gutter."

Jiang Chen was stunned and said with a smile: "Brother Luo, are you kidding?" Tell me to be such a handsome and dashing young man to protect Zhang Daochang, so I am not afraid that I will have a fragrant story with her? ”

The brocade-robed military general stared at Jiang Chen's eyes and said slowly, "You won't, and Yuting won't." ”

Jiang Chen shook his head, stretched out his hand to wipe a piece of dust from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Luo for trusting me, but it's a pity that I can't agree to this request." ”

The brocade-robed military general smiled coldly: "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, of course I won't let you help in vain." Don't you want to meet the Black Sword Master? In exchange, I could—"

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded from a distance.

The face of the brocade-robed military general changed slightly, and he threw a sentence to Jiang Chen: "Wait for me here." Then he hurried away with his guards.

Of course, Jiang Chen couldn't stay where he was and wait for him.

The afternoon sun was dreary.

Zhang Yuting walked out of the attic and raised her eyes to look at the sun, the dim halo could not dispel the gloom in her heart.

She raised her arm and waved it away, driving away the hot wind blowing in her face, lowered her eyelids, and chose a random direction, pacing slowly along the street.

Pedestrians are scarce, and the sound of birds is silent.

She walked aimlessly for a while, when she heard a hurried sound of horses' hooves ahead, breaking the silence of the afternoon.

At the end of the street, a heroic one-eyed female knight rode on a fiery red horse, whipped a loud whistle in the air, and galloped forward, shouting all the way: "The sand thieves are coming!" The sand thieves are coming! Everyone, get ready to meet the enemy! ”

Two other knights and a dozen bloodied warriors followed with long knives, followed by a ragtagly decorated carriage that rumbled as if it was about to fall apart at any moment.

The carriage was surrounded by hunters, all of whom were wounded, and let the blood flow, and had no time to bandage it.

Looking at their hurried movements, it was as if they had experienced a tragic battle and then fled in a panic.

"Sand Pirate ......" Zhang Yuting was puzzled.

There are indeed sand thieves in the desert, but those sand thieves have always bullied the soft and afraid of the hard, and they are not in the climate, how can they eat the bear's heart and leopard gall today, and even dare to fight the idea of the crimson enchantress?

What's even more incredible is that they still have the courage to chase down Wufeng Town - Wufeng Town, as the southeast gateway of the dark red sand dunes, is heavily guarded all year round, and even the Xuangang masters dare not directly attack their front, where did those rabble come from to dare to come to find the bad luck of the Doomsday Legion?

Zhang Yuting felt that the current scene was full of weirdness.

A scream suddenly rang out from ahead, pulling her mind back to reality.

It was a little girl, standing in the middle of the street in a daze, and when the convoy rushed towards her, she was so frightened that she did not dare to move, and her mouth let out a frightened cry.

Zhang Yuting didn't have time to think about it, her figure flashed out and ran into the middle of the street like a cloud, but just when she wanted to reach out and hug the child, she suddenly felt a sudden shock in her heart and stopped her movements.

This kid ...... Wrong!

The crimson enchantress cursed in her mouth and pulled the reins in time.

The horse man stood up and kicked his front hooves high, but the inertia of the forward rush was not easy to stop, and he was about to step on the little girl's head.

Zhang Yuting was completely awake at this time, she calmly looked at the delicate figure of the little girl under the horse's hooves, not only did not step forward again, but took a few steps back.

"Bang!" The little girl's thin body was knocked into the air, and she tumbled down to the steps of the street, blood spilled on the ground.

The crimson enchantress finally stabilized the horse, looked at the little girl who didn't move on the street, and spit out with an ugly face: "Bad luck!" ”

She glanced at Zhang Yuting, thinking to herself what was going on with this aunt, why didn't she save people halfway through the rescue?

But she didn't say anything, and waved her right hand, signaling the team to move on.

Zhang Yuting's expression was indifferent, and his gaze lingered slightly on the child's blood-stained corpse.

The convoy drove through the street, and a large group of hunters separated Zhang Yuting's sight, she did not hesitate, turned around and left.

And the hunters who had fled here in a hurry were so accustomed to blood and death that they were not interested in looking at a corpse a few more times.

So just as Zhang Yuting turned his head, no one noticed that the "corpse" that had been silent suddenly moved, and then slowly melted in front of the steps like snow in the sun.

When the procession walked into the street, they suddenly heard a clear shout: "Stop! ”

A tall and straight brocade-robed military general led several cavalry out of the alley.

He maintained an unchanged grim expression on his face, like an electric eye inspecting the demoralized team in front of him, and finally stared at the crimson demon queen, and said slowly: "Red girl, the goods you are transporting this time are not simple, right?" ”

The crimson demon queen hesitated slightly, gritted her teeth and said, "Young marshal, let's find a place to talk alone!" ”

The corner of the brocade-robed general's mouth hooked up a slight smile, and he nodded: "Okay." ”

His interest in this shipment was obviously much higher than that of the sand thieves outside the town.

There were shouts of killing in the east, and the rabble was indeed approaching the town of Wufeng, and the soldiers guarding the perimeter blew sharp sentry whistles, and the sound of desolate trumpets echoed over the town.

The brocade-robed military general raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the adjutant beside him, and motioned for the adjutant to lead his men over to meet the enemy.

It hasn't been cleaned for a long time, and those rats are becoming more and more presumptuous, and they dare to come to the territory of the Doomsday Legion to spread wild!

They have probably forgotten the flesh-and-blood Shura Field of three years ago, and soon, the two thousand Doomsday Iron Riders will help them regain their memories!

It's time for the farce to end!

Zhang Yuting was also alarmed by the noise outside the town and wanted to go over to take a look, but a sudden figure blocked her way.

The little girl, who was supposed to be a corpse, stood in front of her intact at this time, with a completely incongruous grim smile on her face, and walked over step by step.

"Stinky Taoist, are you blind?"

Zhang Yuting stood still and did not speak.

"Seeing a little girl being hit by a war horse and flying a few feet, isn't it miserable?" The little girl was angry and asked sharply, "You obviously caught up in time, why didn't you save me?" Why, you say? ”

Zhang Yuting held the dust whisk and remained silent.

"It's okay if you don't save her, seeing her die on the street, miserable, don't you know how to clean up her body? If you touch your conscience, do you want to go? Aren't you afraid of nightmares when you sleep at night? ”

The little girl walked into the range of five steps in front of Zhang Yuting.

Zhang Yuting stared at her without blinking. At this distance, the shot is the most difficult to guard against.

"Daochang Zhang, are you dumb?"

Zhang Yuting said lightly: "Your master, it's that white ghost......

Before she finished speaking, she saw a thick black fog rise from the ground in front of her, covering her eyes.

She leaned back, dusting her hand to her chest.

The strong wind blew from the thick fog, and a black arc pounced on her upper, middle and lower roads like a snake shadow, her clothes were almost torn by the sudden outbreak of coldness, and she hurriedly waved the dust, jumped away with all her strength, and stood firm two feet away.

The little girl's figure stayed in place.

A second later, a trace of blood suddenly appeared on the little girl's face, from the top to the foot, covering the entire body in an instant, and then the blood appeared, and the stump was scattered in pieces.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too big, and Zhang Yuting has taken away the little girl's vitality with a slight blow of the dust.

However, even if one move is life and death, the scene shouldn't be so cruel, right?

Zhang Yuting stared solemnly at the pile of corpse fragments, such a bloody scene reminded her of Liu Jushi's tragic end, and her face couldn't help but become very ugly.

The pile of corpses that had long been out of human shape actually let out a sharp laugh: "Daochang Zhang, your complexion looks very bad, did you eat a bad stomach in the morning, and now you want to vomit?" ”

Zhang Yuting's face turned pale, and his mood was difficult to control.

She has cultivated to the realm of the ninth order of Qi cultivation "Returning to Void", she can swallow the sun, serve the moon, eat and drink dew, Bigu does not eat the fireworks of the world, and only drinks some water every day.

However, the words spoken by the monster in front of her actually made her stomach cramp, and she really felt a little vomiting.

'The air is poisonous? ’

This thought floated, and Zhang Yuting immediately closed his breath.

In the midst of the shrill laughter, the puddle of muddy stuff mixed with flesh and blood in front of her suddenly rose up and swept towards her like a huge bread.

"Resist the wind!" Zhang Yuting recited the mantra.

A thin cyan air mass rose out of thin air, shielding her.

The puddle of mud fluttered on the wheal, making a loud vibrating sound, like a storm crashing on the shore, splashing a thousand piles of blood, from which it split in two, splattered on all sides, and sprinkled all over the ground with stains.

"Little Niangpi is a bit of a doorway, hehe, I see how many times you can carry it. As long as you let grandpa touch it, you will be asked to give birth to grandpa obediently! A high-pitched and evil female voice sounded from the fragments of flesh in all directions, like thousands of women and children shouting in unison, the voice was terrible, piercing the eardrums.

Zhang Yuting stared at the strange scene with cold eyes, danced lightly in the dust, pinched the seal with his left hand, and then said the truth: "Tianmen Qi!" ”

The wind is even louder.

The foothold where Zhang Yuting was located seemed to have become the center of the eye of the storm, and layers of terrifying aura emanated from her, converging into an ocean whirlpool, and all the broken bones, pieces of flesh, and blood and mud around her were swept into it and blown away into the distance.

"Bitch, do you want to make grandpa crushed!" The nameless enemy screams.

Although his body can be said to be incarnate billions, it can only maintain sensing within a certain range.

Now Zhang Yuting summoned a strong wind, and most of his body was blown away in an instant, and the remaining small part hurriedly climbed on dead leaves, stone chips, soil and other objects in various ways, looking for an opportunity to plunge into the ground, and sneaked to the place where Zhang Yuting was standing.

Zhang Yuting controlled the direction and power of the wind very well, so although the torrent poured and the wind surged on the street, the bluestone slabs were not affected and were still intact.

The flesh sludge crept under the bluestone slabs, like wriggling earthworms, quietly approaching the soles of her shoes.

'Success! The meat puree rejoiced in his heart.

As long as he is attached to Zhang Yuting's body, these flesh buds can invade her limbs and bones along the blood vessels, control her physical body, and completely control her life and death.

How many Xuangang-level masters have died so aggrievedly under this inexplicable and wonderful supernatural power.

But then he heard Zhang Yuting's calm and calm voice: "Your supernatural power is "manipulating flesh and blood", right?" Even if you are cut by a thousand knives, you will not die, as long as there is a piece of meat foam remaining, you can return to the original state, right? ”

Meat Muddy was startled when he heard this, and a sense of fear arose in his heart, so he hurriedly accelerated his movements and drilled under Zhang Yuting's feet.

However, the countless ant-like meat crumbs hit an invisible wall of qi as soon as they were unearthed, and were bounced back into the ground.

Zhang Yuting said leisurely: "With this kind of supernatural power, you can easily encroach on other people's bodies, and to a certain extent, you can be called an immortal and immortal existence. It's a pity ......"

"Stinky bitch, what's the smugness, do you think you can stop me like this!" Countless ant-like voices underneath the ground converged into a sharp roar, which immediately dispersed in all directions.

Zhang Yuting hesitated for a moment, seeing that he couldn't leave all these meat purees, and he didn't know which way to chase them, so he could only watch them run away.

But he's not the only one on the street.

The pieces of meat scattered and rushed into the shops and houses beside the road, and the breath of several people in them immediately disappeared, followed by a panicked shout, then the shouting turned into a frightened scream, and finally came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Yuting's face changed greatly, he was a little on tiptoe, flashed into a store, and saw two dull-eyed guys coming over.

The man still had a frightened expression on his face, and his eyes were blank, like a walking corpse, and he stiffened his movements to meet the female crown.

They made strange noises in unison: "Little girl, you're late!" ”

Zhang Yuting's eyes were extremely angry, and his right hand holding the dust trembled slightly, but this emotion was immediately suppressed by her.

"Truly...... Daochang Zhang, what should you do now? Although these people are controlled by me, they are not completely dead, can you bear to do it to them? ”

Facing the two sluggish faces, Zhang Yuting hesitated.

Most of these walking corpses have been wiped out of consciousness, and even if they can survive, there is no meaning.

However, the cause and effect of killing a life in this way is real.

And even if you kill them, you won't be able to shake the foundation of that monster......

The two men didn't give her time to think, and clumsily pounced on her claws.

"Boom! If they die because of you, will your conscience be happy? ”

Outside the town, the Doomsday cavalry fought against the sand bandits, and the two armies fought.

There was a fight, and the drum noise burst to the highest point, and then the drum turned low.

The well-equipped Doomsday Iron Cavalry, which is strictly practiced every day, is naturally not something that can be resisted by sand thieves who can barely pull out a group of people.

There was no instant collapse, and the performance of the rabble has exceeded expectations.

The tide of battle soon turned one-sided.

The brocade-robed warrior general walked to the carriage accompanied by the crimson enchantress, and someone in the team secretly held the hilt of the sword.

The contents of the carriage are the so-called "Red Moon Essence" and "Xuangang Blood".

Although these goods are worth a lot of money, they will not provoke thousands of sand thieves to chase and kill, so the brocade-robed generals must see with their own eyes what is in the red box.