As soon as Yang Kaijia spoke, Li Qing greeted the madman's family in his heart, and then without saying a word, he turned around and ran.

Two unarmed mortals confronted a sophisticated, hostile transcendent, Li Qing was not Yang Kaijia, he didn't have such crazy ideas, and he couldn't do such crazy things.

Sure enough, the man in the cap who was drunk in front of a mortal did not panic in the slightest, and pulled his hands in front of him as if showing off his skills, accompanied by a short and strange chant, countless pale blue stars converged in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a short sword composed of starlight appeared in the man's hand.

It was definitely the most delicate and magnificent object Li Qing had ever seen, the sword was light and starry, it didn't look like a weapon to take people's lives at all, but a delicate work of art that should be treasured by a museum.

But in the next moment, a palpitating dark red poured out from inside the sword, like a clear stream mixed with sewage, and the pure starlight was polluted and turned into a dirty turbid stream.

In the face of this change, the man in the cap who controlled the starlight to gather into a sword did not seem to notice it at all, and raised his sword to stab Yang Kaijia's chest, from his slightly clumsy movements and the fact that he did not find the key point to attack, it can be seen that this transcendent person is actually not good at using weapons in close combat.

But with the blessing of Starlight, the man in the cap is so agile that he is not inferior to an ordinary special soldier.

Yang Kaijia, who was immersed in the big dream of scientific research, didn't react at all, and the dark red short sword had already pierced into his paper-fragile chest, directly piercing it.

Until he died, Yang Kaijia didn't say a second sentence, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, his arms were slightly raised, and his five fingers were slightly curled inward, as if in the next second, he was going to use words to realize his hundred-year plan.

Except for that incantational chant, everything happened silently.

Li Qing, who had already escaped some distance, glanced back and realized that his cheap master had died, his pupils contracted unconsciously, and he only felt unbelievable in his heart.

Not for Yang Kaijia's death, but for the rules!

Please be a good and polite and ethical person!

The man in the cap is an outsider like himself, and he has extraordinary abilities, which means that he has experienced at least one awakening trial, and he should know more clearly and thoroughly about the restrictions in the trial realm than he does.

How dare he break the law and disobey the rules?

Or, in this realm of trial, it is immoral to buy something without giving money, but it is moral to kill?

If you can't be moral, then be a judge of morality?

What bullshit is this! What a ridiculous world this is?

Thoughts flashed through Li Qing's mind like lightning, and it was at this moment that the man in the cap had already pulled the filthy short sword out of Yang Kaijia's chest, and turned his head to look in the direction of Li Qing's escape.

It may not be accurate to say that it is seeing, but from beginning to end, the upper half of the man's face is hidden under the heavy shadow of the brim of the cap, making it difficult to distinguish his joy, anger and sorrow.

As Yang Kaijia's life passed, wisps of gray illusory matter surfaced from his gradually cold corpse, especially the wound on his chest that was pierced by the short sword and the blood flowed endlessly, which became the source of the gray illusory substance gushing out, and these substances seemed to be summoned by some kind of summons, and they all converged on the man in the peaked cap.

The man in the cap seemed to be surprised by this scene, like a calm butcher, not the slightest emotion at Yang Kaijia's death, he raised his arm, the blade of his sword pointed at Li Qing not far away, and chanted a spell in his mouth that was completely different from the previous one, but it was just as short and urgent.

Seven dim dark red stars appeared behind the man in the cap, and as his spell fell, four of them bloomed with a faint red glow, and the same dark red star appeared, connecting the four stars together in a specific trajectory like a delicate needle and thread in the Weaver Girl's hand.

The trajectory was completed, the four stars were shining, and the dark red light surged, putting on a layer of crimson fantasy for the plainly dressed man in the peaked cap, and the originally clear figure was also blurred in this layer of crimson.

The next moment, four stars connected by dark red starlight appeared above Li Qing's head.

There are gods in the head.

An unsettling dark red light sprinkled down, and it fell on Li Qing's head as accurately as if it had been calculated by a physicist.

The dark red light came down from top to bottom, and in a blink of an eye, it enveloped Li Qing's whole body, as if he had been immobilized, Li Qing's movements suddenly stopped, and the leather bag came out of his hand because of the effect of inertia, and smashed on the ground, and the documents in the bag were scattered all over the ground.

Heavy, incomparably heavy, the spell drunk by the man in the cap was not a fixation technique, and the orderly arrangement of stars was not a witch's magic wand, suddenly, Li Qing only felt as if his body had been filled with lead, the joints were no longer flexible, and there was rust, and this rust seemed to be able to cross the real and the virtual, and gradually spread into his thinking, making his whole person become a stagnant puppet, keeping his antics frozen in place.

Perhaps the only thing that has not been affected or even amplified is the sense of sight and hearing, with both gains and losses, and the "spell" cast by the man in the cap seems to be adhering to an invisible delicate balance.

But for a person who can't do anything, this can only be considered a useless consolation.

"Jingle bell!"

The sound of glass bottles colliding came, this voice Li Qing was no stranger, it was the conductor lady pushing the dining car to sell drinks, listening to this sound, the other party seemed to be approaching his position.

This was the only judgment that Li Qing's almost frozen mind could make in this blink of an eye.

The man in the cap who was shrouded in dark red approached him, judging from his movements, he wanted to clean up Li Qing with a sword, but after getting closer, he was attracted by the documents scattered on the ground.

"So the 'key' is here."

For the man in the cap, compared to the "key" in his mouth, Li Qing's life and death was a trivial matter, and he immediately abandoned Li Qing and squatted down to pick up the archive.

"Thank you, young transcendental, no, young, transcendent who has not yet completed his promotion." The man in the cap said in a strange tone, his voice was empty, giving people a sense of illusion, and I don't know if he was sincerely thanking or satirizing Li Qing's ignorance.

While speaking, the conductor lady pushing the dining car had already appeared in Li Qing's field of vision, and when she saw Li Qing in a strange posture, she was stunned in a dark blue uniform.

In the training course she went through, there was no normative tutorial to deal with the scene in front of her.

Li Qing didn't have any mood swings because of the words of the man in the cap, because his thoughts had almost stalled due to the influence of the four stars, and because his amplified hearing told him that a small group of well-trained men and horses were coming towards him.

It was the sergeant who accompanied him, and the group walked in a hurry, but not in confusion, and with a very clear purpose, which was to arrest the man in the cap, a vicious criminal.

The man in the cap folded the file three folds and put it in his pocket, and with his sword, he wanted to end Li Qing's life.

Li Qing watched as the dark red short sword slashed towards his neck, and the dark red surging on the sword revealed bursts of strange heat, which spread along the skin around his neck to his brain, giving him the illusion of facing a beast.

It seems that what is about to come into contact with the major artery and trachea in his neck is not a sharp dagger, but the sharp teeth of some kind of alien beast!

Driven by this thought, Li Qing seemed to be able to smell a disgusting smell.

Ahead, the sergeant who heard the sound had already raised his machine gun, and the comical Li Qing and the conductor who was blocking the middle of the road did not affect their judgment in the slightest, and after reminding them with a shout, the sergeant skillfully pulled the bolt of the gun and aimed the gun.

The whistling of bullets, the screams of the conductors, the unpredictable light and shadow of the flashing lights of the carriages, the danger of imminent death、...... At the center of all this, Li Qing's pupils dilated, a strong desire to survive exploded, and his spirit seemed to have broken through a certain boundary, and under the action of this vast spiritual force, his consciousness and body suddenly collapsed towards a certain point in the center.

The soul fluttered, producing a wonderful sense of spectatorship, as if falling into another world, Li Qing's eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist, in the gray mist, Li Qing saw the short sword slashed at him, the metal bullets sprayed out of the chamber of the gun, and the powerful air flow brought by the bullets where they passed.

The next moment, the collapsed consciousness and body were violently enlarged, and in front of the conductor lady, Li Qing's figure was quickly outlined and represented.

Li Qing, who returned to reality, was shocked to find that his body had broken free from the restrictions of the stars, and at this moment when the bullets were flying, he didn't want to, his body leaned forward, and directly threw the frightened conductor to the ground.

And where Li Qing was originally located, the short sword in the cap man's hand was castrated unabated, and slashed at the neck of "Li Qing".

As if the reflection in the water was disturbed, and the neck that had been slashed by the short sword was sunken inward, the figure of "Li Qing" gradually became illusory until it disappeared, leaving only the four stars that emitted a dark red light arranged in a specific direction above, proving that Li Qing did exist here.

With a sword slashing into the air, the man in the peaked cap was visibly stunned, and this sudden change surprised him, and even disrupted his original plan.

After killing Li Qing, he could use these four stars to absorb Li Qing's strength after death, so as to deal with bullets and guns, plus the "key" of the unexpected gain, the future of the man in the cap in this trial realm can be described as bright.

But now, it's all over.

Blood flowers bloomed on the man in the peaked cap, and although he had mastered extraordinary powers, he could not change the fact that his physical body was weak.

Li Qing's breath in his heart was not relieved, and when he looked back, he saw a cold arc at the corner of his mouth under the brim of his hat.

The splattered blood turned into starlight, and the man in the cap followed closely behind, and his body that had been shot scattered into countless dark red stars, quickly evaporated, and disappeared.

Li Qing's heart was beating wildly, a desperate crisis hit his heart, intuition, no, it was he who could feel it, the man in the cap did not leave, he was still in this carriage!

But where exactly is he?