dhibooks Chapter 80 Counterattack Wu
Chapter 80 Counterattack Wu
At four o'clock in Xu time, outside Xinzheng City, east.
Li Xinglan's voice sounded in Chen Chrome's mind, and he subconsciously raised his head to look up at the sky, only to see the bright moon covered by flowing clouds, and the dark sky pouring into his eyes like splashed ink, he only felt that the other party's voice was gentle and distant.
The pause was only for a moment, but Jiang swarmed up like locusts in a wheat field.
There was a flash of water in Chen chrome's eyes, he quickly lowered his head and looked around, and let out a breath of foul air in annoyance. With a crisp "click", the young man bowed slightly, changed his hands to hold the knife, stepped out with his left foot, and lunged sideways.The muscles all over his body trembled, and they swelled with his breath, bursting out with tremendous strength in an instant!
No one could see his movements clearly. This young man with black hair as soft as seaweed and his eyes cut water suddenly darkened, and his pressure was like a big knife covering the sky and the sun.The Chi You knife in his hand moved with Chen Chrome's will, but seeing him slashing horizontally, lifting the knife upwards, swinging the knife obliquely, he was as graceful as a frightened bird and as fast as a swimming dragon, and dozens of tactical moves were connected in a line between breaths.
The speed was so fast that it forcibly dragged out dark green afterimages in the air.
In just two or three breaths, dozens of Jiang's throats were cut off, a very thin line of blood flashed on the neck, the head was separated from the head, and the head rolled to the ground. blood mist.
The corrupted golden geese are controlled by the Gu worms fed by Jiang's painstaking effort, and connected with their blood, they catch the rust-like smell of blood in the wind, and their roars are like boiling water.
Danzhu moved when he heard the sound, and he brought nine giant golden geese that he transformed into, all roaring to the sky.If the sharp and ear-piercing sound waves had any substance, they spread out instantly like ripples, shaking the corrupted golden geese until their seven orifices bleed.After roaring, the nine golden geese fought on their own, waving their sharp claws like lightning bolts, trying to split time and space apart.
The corrupted Jinyan was in a daze, and without Jiang's command, he didn't know how to retreat, and charged indiscriminately with an instinctive desire to attack.Under Danzhu's fierce attack, they retreated steadily, like a paper kite in the air being devastated by a violent hurricane, being torn into thousands of thin pieces of shredded paper and scattered in the wind.
Jiang's heads burst into the air, and in response to the panic sonata uttered by Jin Yan when he died tragically, they rolled to the ground one by one and hit his bronze mask, making a series of "bang bang" sounds one after another.
Chen Chrome's chest heaved violently, his pupils were almost shrunk to a point, and a thin layer of mist of tears appeared in his eyes, reflecting a group of zombies outside the east gate. Without Jiang's control, it was like an ocean turning over.
The young man choked up, stuck Chi You's knife in the ground, took a deep breath, and said, "Report! The task is completed."
At four quarters in Xu time, outside Xinzheng City, south.
Nie Zheng was speechless, Fuxiqin's sword energy was reflected in his eyes, and the white blade shocked the sky like flying snow.
Han Tang's plucking speed became faster and faster, and finally the tune was out of tune. In his hands, the impassioned "Guangling San" turned into a sickly and strange killing horn.
The Jiang family and dozens of golden geese were completely unable to move due to being restrained by the Fuxiqin.The white skin was broken into pieces, revealing under the cover of the purple clothes, the bright red flesh and blood of all mortals, and the muscles were throbbing.
Han Tang plucked the strings, turning from fury to calm, then from calm to loss, and finally swallowed by fear in loss. His whole body and even his soul were like barren land scorched by the sun and dried up.However, he couldn't control his hand.
Terrible hatred and killing desire gushed out, but this was not his original thought!
Han Tang widened his amber eyes, turned to Nie Zheng for help, and cried, "Master, save me! I, I, I can't stop!"
Nie Zheng stretched out his broad palm and pressed on the top of his head. A little bit of light was like a gentle stream, continuously pouring into Han Tang's altar.The other palm held his little hand, and slowly used the five callused fingers to stick onto Han Tang's five immature fingers like green onions, and then pushed them away one by one.
In the end, the assassin in white frantically stroked the piano with his palm, swept all the strings, and then pressed down hard.
Thousands of white sword qi flew out, condensed into a torrent in the void, tangled and twisted, and spun suddenly.Time continued to flow, and the Jiang family and Jin Yan who had turned into human sticks spewed plasma like a volcanic eruption, and blood rained down from the sky.
Han Tang stared at his "masterpiece" in a daze. The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood smelled so bad. His lips could not be closed, and he shed two lines of tears tremblingly. He murmured, "I...seem to be wrong... , Master...Father."
"Don't be afraid, Tang'er, Master is here." Nie Zheng held Han Tang in his arms, completely protecting him, nodded to the void, and said with a smile, "It's done."
At four o'clock in Xu time, outside Xinzheng City, west.
Beichen and Xiaofeng changed back to human form, and sat side by side in the sea of corpses, looking at the west gate inexplicably, zombies surged.
Xiao Feng held up a white forearm and thigh in each hand, bowed left and right, and sent human flesh into his mouth like a chicken leg.His lips were stained red with blood, and his mouth was making intermittent "gaba gaba" sounds, his mouth was full, and he mumbled: "...so that, big brother asked me to take you back, what is this? Second brother You peeled off the old man's skin!"
Bei Chen raised his head, his eyes were dull, his chin moved slightly, and he said, "Li Xinglan made a skirt for you, how about it?"
Xiao Feng's yellow hair was combed neatly, but the ends were stained with blood, Bei Chen casually grabbed his hair, made long nails and cut them with two "swoosh" sounds.The younger brother dared not speak out, but had to flatter him, and smirked and said, "Handsome, handsome, so handsome! Very handsome, really handsome. Second brother, you can go back with me. If you don't want to part with Chen Chrome, then Take him with you too, if you are the demon king, let him be the queen, and you will live with me when you die, and I will take care of you for you. Why are you beating me? Is there any reason for this? Oh, what?"
Beichen stood up, nearly two meters tall, casting a huge shadow on Xiaofeng.He patted his butt, kicked the third brother far away, and said indifferently: "Don't eat raw meat, things that drink blood like hair."
Xiaofeng was stunned, the half-gnawed human leg rolled to the ground, he licked his tongue in a daze, and said: "You taught me to kill people and eat meat! You also know that the world changes with time, and the candle dragon is old , Thousands of years have passed, and the Yaozu can only have a good future if they follow Empress Nuwa."
Beichen was silent, looked into the void, and said triumphantly: "It's just started? I killed them all a long time ago, huh."
Xiaofeng: "..." Do you think I'm a fart?
At four o'clock in Xu time, outside Xinzheng City, north.
Yuan Jiawen was as swift as a falcon, flashing behind the last man in purple, the dagger drew an arc, and a bead of blood grazed the tip of his nose.A shadow was cast over his eye sockets, as if the smell of blood disgusted him, his pale brows furrowed slightly.
The blood-red lower lips touched, and they said silently: "May God bless you."
Jiang's body fell to the ground with the sound of prayers. The white ghost turned his wrist and wiped all the blood off the dagger, and the pitch-black blade returned to being spotless. With a "squeak", Yuan Jiawen put the knife in his palm, quickly put on his clothes, and then thrust the dagger into the leather pocket on the inside of his wrist.Taking two steps forward, he lifted Ju Yixin from the grass, and muttered in a low voice, "How much Chinese do you have? Do you know what they are talking about?"
Ju Yixin pulled back his hair, also inexplicably, and said: "I haven't studied Chinese since I graduated from high school, level [-]. I can understand it no better than you. I only know that there are zombies here. It seems... the Koreans here are still speak Chinese?"
Yuan Jiawen lowered his head, whispered to Ju Yixin, and whispered together in one place.
The general in the dark green military uniform got off his horse, stepped forward, and bowed three times and kowtowed to the two, saying: "You two have helped each other out of righteousness, thank you for your kindness! The people of Xinzheng will never forget it."
The Korean warriors burst into tears, and a lieutenant's lower abdomen was cut by Jiang's machete, and the bright red intestines were exposed to the air.
Ju Yixin covered his mouth and walked forward, softly said: "I am a doctor, a brave soldier, let me see your injury."
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his palm, covered the warrior's lower abdomen to examine carefully, and then looked at Yuan Jiawen.Seeing the latter nodding, he smiled and continued, "Lie flat first, it's okay, I'll treat you."
Yuan Jiawen looked around and saw a group of zombies making a commotion in the distance. He didn't know what to do, so he walked around the pile of Jiang's corpses, reciting scriptures silently.
A gust of cold wind passed through the forest, rustling the dead grass all over the field, a small metal cylinder rolled out of Jiang's arms, and landed at Yuan Jiawen's feet.He bent down to pick it up, unscrewed the lid of the small tube, and poured out several white pill-shaped things from it: "?"
At four quarters of Xu time, in Xinzheng City, the royal palace.
Li Xinglan went upstream against the current, walking among thousands of Qin soldiers, but it was like walking in a courtyard.The white blade whirled lightly in his hand, ending the lives of dozens of people in a very rhythmic manner with the rhythm of dance music, humming a melody that was not very tuned.
All the ponds in the palace were filled with various wines, and a string of bubbles appeared, rolled and burst, and gradually boiled.In the end, with the white-clothed youth wearing an ivory mask as the center, the mist of wine was transpiring, and the strong aroma was intoxicating and even suffocating. It was almost impossible to distinguish things ten feet away with the naked eye.
In the void, the old voice sounded again, saying: "The mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building, don't you believe in the destiny?"
Li Xinglan was calculating the concentration of alcohol. At present, it was far from what he had expected. Why would he want to listen to other people's nagging?He sighed solemnly and said, "I believe in destiny, but I don't believe that anyone can predict destiny."
With a gentle smile in that voice, he said: "Know the fate of all people, I just want to remind you, be careful of playing with fire*."
Li Xinglan laughed: "Then I still need to thank you?" There were gusts of cold wind falling from the sky, and I hope it won't snow suddenly.
The voice became softer and softer, and finally completely dissipated in the wind: "I am at Mount Tai, waiting for you."
Li Xinglan knew through his spiritual sense that the other party had retracted the pair of "eyes" that had been spying on him.
The mist was hazy, he rarely stood upright, tilted his head and cursed softly: "Guapai!"
Chen Rue had just finished his report, and suddenly two very vague words came from his mind, and he asked Li Xinglan inexplicably, "What are you talking about? Melon... what? It sounds familiar, Cantonese?"
Li Xinglan took a deep breath, and placed another Qin warrior, pretending to be calm, said: "It's nothing, I miss you very much."