Chapter 105: Evil Spirits
The moon in the night sky was gradually dyed with a layer of blood, shining on Shura's blood-colored clothes, and a pair of red and purple eyes, time passed slowly, and a tragic cry came out in the relatively calm moonlight, and more than 20 black-clothed people were drowned in the shadows, and the shadow of the blade and sword completely disappeared this town.
The man in black followed Shura to the town where Ping'an Street was located, compared to the desertion of other places, Dange was a little more noisy here, three or two customers wandered at the door, and two bright lanterns hung on the side of the door, illuminating the body for tens of meters.
When Shura appeared at the door of a ten-zhang high attic, a pair of cloudy old eyes suddenly opened, looked at Shura, stood long, and flew out of the air with a thin body. A blood-colored sword light twenty zhang long fell towards the top of his head, and a cyan sword hung above his head, but it couldn't stop it for a moment, and his body fell directly towards the attic behind him, and a mouthful of blood spit out.
"Who are you, aren't you afraid that the Emperor will blame?"
The old man's light voice spread around, slightly lacking in qi, and stimulating his own qi and blood, his cheeks were flushed, and his body flew into the distance. At the same time, a small golden bell appeared in his right hand, and just wanted to shake it, his body suddenly stopped, and he turned around to look behind him, and the golden bell also fell from his hand, but it turned into two halves in mid-air.
Shura held the knife in his right hand, turned and left, the red blood wrapped his body, almost becoming a blood-colored cocoon, and after another hour, the blood-colored cocoon completely covered his face, and he fell directly into a small blood-colored deep pool, where blood-colored vines grew in the pool water, and small rhizomes pierced into those corpses.
The Face Emperor, Assassin, Gu Feng and Liu Yan formed four corners, protecting Shura in the middle, and more than twenty black-clothed people continued to assassinate. Among them, a man in black flew into a small cyan courtyard and slashed directly at the three-story attic in the courtyard, and the thin blue lines in the shape of a hexagonal pyramid blocked the blade and slowly dissipated it.
A white sword blade stabbed directly at the man in black, and the cold aura caused a wave of white air to form around the sword blade that rotated forward, and the sudden attack made the man in black stunned for a moment, and then, quickly returned to defense, but the white sword blade still pierced the shoulder of the man in black. At the same time, the two of them suddenly slapped, and a strong shock wave knocked the man in black into the air.
A mouthful of blood spit out from the mouth of the black-clothed man, mixed with fragments of internal organs, his face was pale, and Yin Yue, who was standing in the air, stabbed directly towards the black-clothed man.
"Wait"
An ethereal voice spread through the courtyard, easing the tension slightly, and Yin Yue held the sword in his hand in front of him, his eyes staring directly at the man in black.
A white figure appeared in front of the man in black, a pair of soft hands, pulled out a mysterious seal, "knot", a mysterious pattern melted into the forehead of the man in black, and the faint lines quickly disappeared, and the body of the man in black fell directly backwards, and the black slender knife fell off from his hand and fell to the ground, with a soft sound.
The two looked around and flew directly towards the Dan Pavilion, Yin Yue flew into the ground floor, making a knife in his hand, and his body was quickly illusory, stunting several people in the Dan Pavilion, and throwing the five people of Long Lao into a deep hole, and then, covering the deep hole.
"Let's go, the rest depends on their luck. ”
The two of them quickly fled into the distance, and the killing continued, but the man in black did not notice the situation. Half an hour later, a man in black appeared on Ping'an Street, looking at the peaceful Ping'an Street, he felt the slightest bit bad in his heart, and turned around directly. After a few moments, the four men in black searched cautiously, their swords sliding past the living beings.
In a small cyan courtyard, a man in black noticed that his companion had fallen to the ground, and with a clear sound, he called two companions, and the three of them alerted each other to the fallen companion, and quickly took the body to the bloody pool.
Liu Yan stretched out her right hand and put on a white glove, and then, placing it at the mouth of the black-clothed person in front of her, she felt a faint heartbeat, and a wisp of light cyan source qi overflowed from the tip of her hand and flowed into the other party's body. At this time, a wisp of bright red blood overflowed from the black-clothed mouth, and it was completely silent.
She drew a stream of clear water from the storage bag, wrapped the man in black, stretched out her right hand, and a cold air came out of her palm, directly turning the man in black into a crystal block and putting it into the storage bag.
"What's the matter? If not, you can go, and it's up to you whether Shura succeeds or not. ”
"Liu Yan, do you know what means the other party used?"
Gu Feng, who was standing on the side, opened his mouth, curious in his heart, this situation is a little beyond expectations, can he hang the breath of others for half an hour, can this be regarded as a miracle doctor. As for why the other party did this, he was just afraid of himself and others or the hidden building behind him.
Gu Feng turned around, he didn't want to know what Liu Yan had to answer, looking at the dense vines on the blood-colored deep pool, he couldn't say what he felt in his heart, since he had embarked on this road, what did he care.
And in the blood-colored cocoon, Shura's eyes were closed, and the blue-red tendons floated on the surface of his body, and the red lines were emerging from behind, and it was actually a human-faced spider, with red eyes that made people feel frightened, and a cyan tongue spit out of his mouth, like a demon.
As for the three hundred miles away from Ping'an Street, Nangong Min and Yin Yue jumped directly into a small forest, the dark night could not block the sight of the two, and flew up a cyan tree, the two of them stopped, they were really speechless for this unwarranted disaster, a red token appeared in Nangong Min's hand, and a red word 'hidden' was printed in the eyes of the two.
"Hidden Building?"
"Ancestor, what happened during this time?" she faintly felt bad about the sudden appearance of the hidden building.
"Holy Maiden, in addition to the appearance of the Hidden Tower, there are several forces, but they should be looking for Kang Ziqing, that is, the chief true disciple of the Ten Halls before. ”
Nangong Min was silent for a moment, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, what is this.
"I'm cultivating to the point where I'm at a critical juncture, I can't leave at all, and I still need to stay here for a while. ”
Nangong Min really didn't expect such a thing to happen, but she had made some plans before, and now she can implement it, hoping that nothing bad will happen.
The two flew in one direction, and three hours later, a middle-aged man drove a brown-red carriage, in front of which was a green dragon horse, with some fine green scales on the horse, and a trace of dragon blood. The man had a square face, a white sword pinned to his waist, Nangong Min called him Uncle He, and the carriage passed through the white streets.
Yin Yue observed the outside scenery through the corner of the window, although it was night, but now it was lively with people coming and going. And a few keywords also passed into Nangong Min's ears.
"In three days, Hao Rizong will hold an auction on the Dongqing River next to the palace. ”
These have nothing to do with her at all, but now that all forces are gathering in the imperial city, it is a little troublesome, after all, her identity still needs to be hidden.
A middle-aged man in a blue robe smashed the wall of a restaurant and fell straight to the white street, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with anger, and another cough, some internal organs fragments spat out of his mouth.
Uncle He immediately drove the Qinglong Horse to the side, this kind of thing, he definitely wanted to bypass, but he couldn't help it, and five people fell, dyeing the white street with blood red, and also blocking the road.
"You don't look at what you look like, and you dare to rob women with Lao Tzu. ”
A bald man said vulgarly, rubbing a fairly delicate woman with his right hand, and as he spoke, he put two sausages on the woman's cheeks, and let out a laugh from his mouth, attracting a lot of attention.
"Throw it at me. ”
The bald man said to an old man on his side, and then kicked the middle-aged man who was caught by the old man twice, and the man was smashed directly to the ground, and a small dent appeared on the street, accompanied by a bright red, which was disfigured.
"Don't deceive people too much," a middle-aged man who fell to the ground said in a humble voice,
Qinglongma turned around at some angles, ready to continue walking, but he didn't want to, a white iron sword stabbed directly at Qinglongma's ankle, but it was a young man who fell to the ground next to him, and he didn't know what he was crazy about.
Uncle He directly pulled out the sword at his waist and blocked the young man's sword edge, his eyes contained anger, obviously, the young man's actions disgusted him.
"Uncle He, forget it, let's move on. ”
Nangong Min said, she just wants to leave here quickly, after all, there are a lot of people here, there will definitely be some large sect disciples, and when the time comes, she will not be able to get into some trouble.