Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 119

  Chapter 119 Hypnosis

   There was a loud noise, which attracted a wave of corpses.

  In this bustling city, tens of millions of people once lived here, and now there are only a few thousand survivors. One can imagine how many people died.

  Groups of corpses are dispatched, the ground shakes and the mountains shake, not to mention eighth-rank or ninth-rank, even if a super-rank master comes, I am afraid they will flee.

  Somewhere on top of a building.

  A woman in red stood with her sword in her arms, with a cold side face, scanning the crowd, her voice was like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month:

   "Leave things behind."

   "Man, get out!"

   "Song Xuan, you are a temptress!" Someone in the crowd roared:

   "Do you really think we are afraid of you?"

   "Although you are strong, there is only one person. There are more than a dozen of us. Even if you are a ninth rank, you may not be our opponent!"

   "Not bad." One person echoed:

   "This is not the Slaughtering Heaven Pavilion of the Xuantian Union. You tell us to put down our things with just one word. Do you really think you are a super master?"

   "Don't be afraid of her, it's just the ninth rank, with so many of us, even the tenth rank is not impossible!"

   Everyone shouted loudly, but their eyes flickered and their bodies swayed, obviously not as confident as they said.

   "I'll count to three." The woman in red lowered her eyebrows:

"three…"

   "Shua!"

  The sword of blood flew across the sky, and the two heads flew up into the sky in an instant, and rolled down the building with faces full of unwillingness and panic.

   There is no two, three words have not yet landed, and the woman in red has already made a move.

   As soon as he makes a move, it is a killer move.

  The fierce sword energy was piercingly cold, the blade trembled lightly, and the intent of killing filled the audience.

   "The temptress!"

   "Crazy!"

   "Fight with her!"

   There was a lot of roaring in the arena. Everyone knew that this woman was a bloodthirsty woman. She even killed her own husband and children.

  There are many seventh-rank and eighth-rank masters in the crowd, and their strength is not weak.

  But under the woman's blood-red long sword, they fell to the ground one after another. Even an eighth-rank master couldn't hold on to a few moves.

   "Poof!"

  As the cheek of the last person was cut in half by a sharp sword, all resistance was completely over.

   "Who told you that I am rank nine?"

   Slowly put away the long sword, the woman in red blankly glanced at the corpses in the field, searched, and only took away the source crystal on the ground.

  There are many origin stones, but they don't even look at them.

   Zhou Jia hid in a corner of the floor, watching the fight below, motionless.

  Long time.

  Under the siege of the corpses, the people below were gradually exhausted, and finally covered by the corpses, sucked dry of blood and turned into mummies.

   "Whoa..."

   "Woo!"

  The group of corpses roared and lingered in the field. As time went by, they finally rushed over following the sounds from other places.

  The ground was in a mess, besides the mummy, there were several packages scattered around.

  Zhou Jia's eyes flickered, and he performed the nine-fold climbing step, with a weight of hundreds of catties, and fell lightly from a height of more than ten meters.

  He walked to the package and was about to reach out to pick it up, but he froze in place abruptly.

  An inexplicable qi came from the air, making his heart sink, as if there was a heavy mountain weighing on his back.

"pity!"

   One person sighed softly:

   "The six muddy water brothers can be regarded as a generation of heroes. They have been wandering outside for many years. They never thought that one day they would die here."

  The speaker walked out slowly from the shadow of the alleyway, with emotion on his face:

   "I got acquainted with them once, so I should help deal with the funeral."

   Zhou Jia examined the visitor.

  The opposite side has a beard. He looks about forty years old. He is dressed in an elegant ancient costume, with an exquisite long sword hanging from his waist, and has a free and easy demeanor.

   "Six Muddy Water Brothers?" Looking at the blond hair and blue eyes who were mummified on the ground, Zhou Jia said coldly:

   "Did you admit the wrong person?"

   "No." The other party looked upright, shook his head and said:

   "I have known them for many years. Although these few come from other places, their nicknames were given by people from the Dalin Dynasty."

   "..." Zhou Jia was silent:

   "Do you believe it yourself?"

   "Of course I believe it." The visitor smiled:

  "Young people, everyone has to leave one day, so if you encounter an old person who dies, as a friend, you must help deal with the funeral."

   "You won't stop me, will you?"

  Zhou Jia was a little speechless, and had to admire the thick-skinned, **** Muddy Water Six Brothers, who couldn't even match the number of people.

   "Heroes are benevolent and righteous." He sighed and raised his shield and axe:

   "But it's a coincidence that these people and I are also friends, so you can't let you take things away."

   "Such a coincidence?" The visitor was taken aback for a moment, and then said:

  "A friend of a friend is a friend. Wouldn't it hurt your peace to fight and kill? You only have eight ranks, so don't fight with this old man."

   "Huh?" Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly:

"good eyesight!"

  He possessed Gnar's Breath Containment Technique, and he didn't exert any strength himself. It was the first time that someone could see through his cultivation at a glance.

  The other party is not simple!

   As expected of Hong Zeyu, meeting anyone casually is unpredictable.

   "Old man Xiao Moran, although he has no hope of surpassing the top grade, he has already achieved the completion of the tenth grade." Xiao Moran shook his sleeves, breathing heavily:

   "Little brother, let's go, I don't want to kill in vain!"

  Ten products?

   It's really a tenth grade!

   Zhou Jia's heart skipped a beat, he looked at the other party up and down again, and suddenly said:

   "Are you hurt?"

   "Huh?" Xiao Moran's face darkened:

   "Young man, don't cry until you see the coffin, you..."

  His voice moved slightly, and he looked sideways at the shadow not far away:

   "One over there, come out together!"

  The shadows swayed, Qian Xiaoyun walked out slowly holding a long sword, looked at Zhou Jia, and then his eyes fell on Xiao Moran.

   "Nine grades."

  Xiao Moran seemed to have the ability to see through the cultivation of others, and nodded upon seeing this:

   "The two of you are not weak, unfortunately..."

   "Peng!"

  The sound has not yet fallen, but the gust of wind has arrived.

  The long sword around his waist came out of its sheath, as if a cold light flashed across the void, and in just a flash, the sword light appeared in front of Zhou Jia.

"Ding…"

  The shield appeared out of thin air and blocked it in the middle.

"it is good!"

  Xiao Moran drank in a low voice, and the sword light bloomed accordingly, like a pear blossom falling to the ground, thousands of petals bubbling up, covering the audience in an instant.

  Flying Flower Sword Art!

  The swordsmanship is magnificent, but the invisible murderous intent is hidden in it.

  As a tenth rank, facing an eighth rank, Xiao Moran made a surprise attack, but went all out without holding back.

  Although there is suspicion of being shameless, he deserves to live for so long.

   "Boom!"

Violence!

   Facing a Tenth Rank who was going all out, Zhou Jia immediately aroused violence, and the shield spun wildly in his hands, as if closed.

  At the same time, the double-edged ax came out, and the violent light of the ax with the dazzling thunder burst into bloom among the flying flowers in the sky, wreaking havoc on the spot.

  Double Shield Counter!

   Thunder Axe!

   "Ding Ding... Dang Dang..."

   "Peng!"

  The two figures intertwined instantly.

  Qian Xiaoyun's beautiful eyes flickered, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and an invisible sword energy streaked across the void and swept across several feet.

  Xiao Moran retreated wildly, retreating a hundred meters before stopping.

  Looking down at the crack in the clothes around his waist, his eyes flickered, a trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was also miserable:

   "Young man, don't talk about martial arts, two people join forces to bully me, an old man."

"but…"

   "Good shield and axe, good strength, good swordsmanship."

   He praised in a low voice, and he put away the long sword:

   "Since you are also friends of the Six Muddy Water Brothers, I can't leave it to you to deal with the aftermath. Old man...Leave first."

   As he spoke, he watched the two of them recede, and disappeared after a few flashes.

   Waiting until the other party walked away, Zhou Jia looked sideways at Qian Xiaoyun, thought for a while, and threw the smallest package on the ground over.

   "Thank you."

   "This is thanks!"

  Qian Xiaoyun reached out to take it, looked at the package in his hand, and then at the several packages on the ground, with some reluctance in his eyes.

"never mind."

  Shaking her head, she turned and left. The child can't stay away for a long time, or she won't worry.

   "Lightness." Seeing that the two were faster than the other, Zhou Jia couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows:

   "This is a shortcoming."

  Eastern District.

   Survivor Base.

  As soon as Zhou Jia came back, he noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

  The Star Clan people wandering around in the base looked at the outsiders with resistance, and many of them even had malicious intentions, and they didn't hide it at all.

Well…

   It looks like I can't stay here anymore.

   "Brother Zhou."

  A figure appeared in front of the door, preventing Zhou Jia from closing the door, and his eyes fell on the packages behind Zhou Jia:

   "I don't show up often these days, it seems that Brother Zhou is out."

   "Brother Ge." Zhou Jia's voice was indifferent:

   "Is there something wrong?"

   "Brother Zhou should have noticed that the atmosphere in the base is not right?" After a few days of seeing each other, Ge Dahai's eyes were bloodshot, his expression was a little haggard, and even his breath was strangely decadent.

  He pursed his lips, as if chewing something habitually, and continued:

   "I heard the news that the Ji family has reached a cooperation agreement with the Star Clan people, and outsiders like us will no longer be welcomed by the base in the future."

   "Not being able to enter the base means that we need to find a place to live outside, and we may face the hope of walking corpses all the time."

   "This is not the worst."

   "We will have no channel to get news in the future, and the Ji family is very likely to use the power of the Star Clan to deal with us."

   "It will be very inconvenient if you are alone in the future."

  Under the helmet, Zhou Jia was pensive.

really.

  The other party is right, this situation is very likely, and it is extremely bad for a lone traveler.

   "I have reached a consensus with several friends." Seeing that he did not say a word, Ge Dahai continued:

   "When we leave the base, we can share information, and if anyone is in trouble, we can also pay others to help."

   "We also have Star Clan people as internal support, keeping abreast of the movements of the four regions."

   "Brother Zhou!"

  He looked directly at Zhou Jia with burning eyes:

   "You might as well join together, so we can take care of you."

   "..." Zhou Jia thought for a while, then shook his head lightly:

"never mind."

   "Brother Ge accepted it kindly, but the next person is used to being alone, so he won't participate."

   As he spoke, he was about to close the door.

"Hey…"

  Ge Dahai was stunned, and reached out to stop him, but was forced to shut the door.

  Standing in front of the door in thought for a moment, he shook his head helplessly and went towards the layman.

   "Boom boom!"

   There was a knock on the door.

  Zhou Jia frowned, and opened the door a gap.

  A woman stood outside the door.

  The woman is tall and slender, with a beautiful appearance, and her dress is full of temptation. Her red lips are slightly pursed, and her beautiful eyes are charming and charming.

   Zhou Jia has seen this woman before, the daughter of Hei Di, who often wanders among men.

   It seems to be called Miao Qiong?

"gentlemen."

  The woman opened her mouth, the aroma was tangy, and her voice was so flattering that it made people feel numb all over as if getting an electric shock:

   "Ge Dahai asked me to invite you over, can you give me a favor?"

  The aroma passed through the helmet and floated into the nose.

  Zhou Jia only felt his heart beat, and the blood in his body surged up, and the person in front of him seemed to become more attractive, and there was a faint shadow of the person in his mind.

  The other party's words echoed in his mind, making his eyes dazed, and he nodded subconsciously:

"OK!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed suddenly, the sea of ​​consciousness and stars flickered, and a cold current emerged from the center of his eyebrows and went straight to the tailbone, instantly clearing away the strangeness on his body.

  Deception spells?

   Hypnosis?

  The smell is also abnormal, is it some kind of medicine?

   "That's good." Seeing Zhou Jia's agreement, a trace of disdain flashed in Miaoqiong's eyes, Xiucheng's neck was raised slightly, and the tape said proudly:

   "Come with me."

   As he spoke, he turned and took a step.

  She has a graceful figure, her walking posture is also extremely charming, and there is a fragrance, which makes people unconsciously chase after her back.

   Behind.

  Zhou Jia was thoughtful, and immediately followed.

  (end of this chapter)

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