In fact, from the very beginning, Zhan Jingyi felt that all this was not very real, why did he suddenly enter a scene similar to reincarnation, and he would see Niu Fushan, who was clearly dead, again.

Then they happened to be connected to a group of people from another dimension, and those people seemed to be their guiding lights, silently pointing them in the right direction.

Even, when he met Shen Qingcui later, all this seemed to be so natural, and all this seemed to remind him of something, but Zhan Jingyi couldn't figure it out for a while.

At this time, looking at the clay pot in front of him, Zhan Jingyi hesitated, as if he was thinking about what to do with this clay pot.

Like Shen Qingcui said, smash it simply and rudely?

Or do you want to double-check and see if you can find any other leads?

Or, just throw the clay pot out and into the darkness outside.

"Be careful!"

Just when Zhan Jingyi was a little distracted, Shen Qingcui's scream suddenly sounded in his ears.

The voice came suddenly, not only interrupting Zhan Jingyi's thoughts, but also making the hairs on his body stand up one by one, and at the same time, he felt a chill hit the top of his head, as if his soul was about to be pierced!

For a while, Zhan Jingyi felt a great threat, and in a hurry, he didn't care about anything else, and rushed forward in embarrassment.

"Whew!!"

A sharp sound of breaking wind, accompanied by a cold chill, made Zhan Jingyi's scalp cold, and a tuft of hair on the top of his head was actually shaved off.

Zhan Jingyi rolled on the ground, because the ground was covered with dust, which made him roll to the ground, and even the bag containing the radio station behind him fell to the ground.

This was the most embarrassing time since Zhan Jingyi became a deviant, and he was not even so embarrassed when facing that god in Qingyang Town.

This also has a lot to do with the damage to his mental power, after all, he has been using his mental power as the main defensive and offensive weapon, and at this time, he suddenly lost this customary skill, which is somewhat uncomfortable.

……

Zhan Jingyi, who hurriedly escaped the catastrophe, lay on the ground and turned back in surprise.

But in the dark, I don't know when, a figure wearing samurai armor quietly appeared in front of the two.

The pitch-black long knife, the blade seemed to have been matte, and it was almost invisible in the dim carriage, and it was also thanks to Shen Qingcui's rich experience, the moment he heard the blade swing, he sensed the crisis.

Just now, if it wasn't for Shen Qingcui's early reminder, I am afraid that my skull would have been cut off by now.

The rudimentary samurai armor, as if it was being manipulated by some kind of force, missed a blow, quickly swung the blade in his hand, raised his sword and slashed at Zhan Jingyi.

Although the speed of this samurai armor is not as fast as lightning, it is completely unexpectedly for Zhan Jingyi's state at this time.

Zhan Jingyi saw the pitch-black long knife slashing towards him, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the attacking blade, and suddenly rolled on the ground.

There was a loud "snap", the broken wooden planks splashed everywhere, and the slender blade seemed to be very thin, but it was extremely sharp, and the power that erupted on the blade was not something that a human could compete with.

Because the armor man's face was covered with iron armor, he couldn't see what kind of person was inside, he saw that Zhan Jingyi had dodged this move, and quickly slashed his knife, and the blade stabbed straight into Zhan Jingyi's heart, as fast as lightning.

"Look at the move!!"

In the midst of the lightning and flint, with a loud shout, Shen Qingcui didn't know when to get up from the ground and rushed to the side of the warrior's armor.

I saw that there was suddenly an extra dagger in her hand, and it stabbed fiercely at the mask man's right arm, and with a "bang", the dagger stabbed on the armor and flashed a series of fires.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qingcui was a little dazed, his dagger was made of gold and iron, and the iron was as sharp as clay, and he couldn't pierce the armor on this armored person.

When she was a little stunned, she saw that the armored man raised a foot, and she heard a muffled sound, and saw Shen Qingcui fly out.

I saw that her throat was sweet, and then a mouthful of blood spit out, and she fell to the ground, without even the ability to move, and lost half of her life, and she fainted.

However, it was Shen Qingcui's interruption that gave Zhan Jingyi a chance to breathe.

……

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" ......

The next moment, countless white cobwebs suddenly flew out of Zhan Jingyi's hands, the armor man didn't expect such a trick at all, and he was suddenly covered by these cobwebs from head to toe, and in an instant, this armor man couldn't move.

Zhan Jingyi's eyes looked at the clay pot on the altar, and found that a black mist was pouring out of the clay pot, and the mist was getting thicker and thicker.

"This armor man, is it manipulating?"

Thinking of this, Zhan Jingyi pulled out his pistol, aimed it in the direction of the clay pot, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

However, the three bullets in a row were sideways resisted by the armored man in front of him who struggled out of the cobwebs.

The samurai's thick armor completely resisted the clay pot, not giving Zhan Jingyi the slightest chance at all.

"Who the hell are you? Don't you dare to see me with my true face? ”

Through the gap in the visor, Zhan Jingyi could vaguely see a pair of red eyes staring at his body, these eyes had no human desire at all, more like a beast full of killing.

This armored man held a long knife and forced Zhan Jingyi into the corner little by little, when he could no longer continue to retreat.

Suddenly, a figure jumped in from outside the carriage, and Zhan Jingyi fixed his eyes on it, and it turned out to be Lang Yifeng, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

At the same time as Cui Jianguo jumped into the carriage, he was holding a big gun in his hand, and a deafening gunfire suddenly exploded in the carriage.

The sound of the gunfire was completely different from ordinary gunfire, more like a thunderbolt, which shook people's ears and buzzed.

When the shot rang out, the samurai in armor seemed to sense the danger and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his speed was too slow compared to the speed of the bullet.

"Boom!!"

The bullets that were fired were not one, but one piece, smashing into the samurai's body like a flowering bullet.

Of course, with such great power, the sacrifice is also great.

I saw that in Lang Yifeng's hand, the specially modified gun barrel also exploded at the same time as the gun, and even the hand holding the gun became bloody and blurred.

"Hurry up, smash that jar, or we'll all die!"

Ignoring his fleshy palm, he saw Lang Yifeng and flew behind the armored warrior, wanting to create an opportunity for Zhan Jingyi.

At this time, when I dropped my backpack on the ground, I listened to the noise of the radio.

"We're out of trouble, where are you? We found an abandoned train, but strangely, the altar on that train was completely smashed. ”

On the radio, the woman's voice was excited, and her tone was full of happiness for the rest of her life.

Although the woman's voice on the radio was still coming out, except for Shen Qingcui, who was lying on the ground, heard it, everyone else had no time to pay attention.

Seeing that Lang Yifeng was desperately entangled with the armored warrior, revealing the clay pot on the altar behind him, Zhan Jingyi's eyes revealed a cold glow.

As he got up from the ground, he lunged forward with an arrow and drew his own dagger at the same time.

Then, it was as if all the strength was pouring in......... A dagger stabbed out.

……

"Poof!"

The cold blade pierced into his chest, causing Lang Yifeng's body to stiffen suddenly, and he slowly turned his head and looked at Zhan Jingyi in disbelief.

His gaze was like a faint flame flickering in the wind, staring at his chest, and his body slowly slid from the armored samurai's body to the ground.

"We're out...... Can you hear me? ”

The radio station on the side was still flickering from time to time, but with the flashing lights, the voice in the radio was repeating the previous sentence repeatedly.

"Boom ......"

The samurai in armor fell to the ground with Lang Yifeng's body, and immediately scattered on the ground as if the skeleton had been removed.

Looking at the samurai armor scattered all over the place, Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but let out a long breath, he knew that he had made the right bet!

Zhan Jingyi turned his head to look at Lang Yifeng in front of him, and said: "This farce, I think it can come to an end, the only thing I want to know is what will happen if I smash this clay pot??" What's inside this clay pot? ”

Hearing Zhan Jingyi's words, Lang Yifeng's gaze became even more confused: "You don't even know the result, so kill me??" ”

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