Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 90 The Play of the Living Dead ([-])
Cao Bailu wandered around in this bustling night market.

He patted his somewhat full stomach with satisfaction, living like an old man who spent his old age in peace.

Looking at the bustling crowd wandering in the street, Cao Bailu was somewhat satisfied.

【What to do now?Where do you go to sleep on the streets? 】

Cao Bailu had already made up his mind not to return to that inn, he even brought out his own package.

[It looks like it's getting late, let's find a place to rest first. 】

【Damn it, why is there so much rubbish in that perverted Qiankun cloth bag? I thought I could kill people, steal gold belts, and get rich right away. 】

[Forget it, forget about it, find a place to rest first. 】

With this thought in mind, Cao Bailu gradually moved away from the crowd.

Dark night, tall buildings.

As Cao Bailu moved away from the center, the crowd gradually thinned out.

The dark clouds in the night sky blocked the bright moon.

Cao Bailu looked up at the sky.

[Why is the moon gone?This atmosphere is strange and cautious. 】

I don't know who disturbed the crows and sparrows. Along with a gust of cold wind, hoarse chirping was left in the air.

Shudi itself is a basin, and it will be slightly cooler in early autumn.

What's more, it's still late at night.

Cao Bailu looked around, but there were no tourists around.

He breathed a sigh of relief towards his only remaining hand, his eyes were sharp and helpless.

[Why do I keep getting into this shit. . . 】

[Author, your plot is so tightly arranged, won't the readers be unbearable? 】

[Oh, you don't have any readers, that's okay. 】

Cao Bailu leaped high and drew his sword in mid-air.

A huge crack appeared on the ground where it was originally standing.

In the Qi Palace, Bai Yujing began to function.

The sword energy circled around.

【Damn it, you can't seal my Flying Thunder God technique this time, can you? 】

[Author, look at the title of our book, please be a human being and let me pretend to be aggressive. 】

Cao Bailu looked around in the dark calmly. The reason why he was heading towards such a remote place was to ensure the safety of ordinary people in the market, and to lure the enemy to appear. Of course, the most important thing was to It is still possible for him to use the Flying Thunder God technique unscrupulously.

The white robe fluttered in the wind.

If Naruto's Namikaze Minato is a yellow flash, then Cao Bailu's body is a white wind.

In an instant, Cao Bailu teleported from midair to the ground.

The big tree on the side of the street split from the height that Cao Bailu had leaped to, and fell straight to the ground.

Cao Bailu looked towards the shadows beside him, his eyes showed contempt and chill.

"Oscar? Or Liu Ying asked you to cooperate?" Cao Bailu called out to the abnormal shadow beside him, his eyes were full of disdain.

"He is really depraved, he can even do things like seek skins from tigers,"

"Forget it, it's thanks to my teacher who teaches well,"

In the shadows, no one answered.

"Fine, it's fine if you don't want to answer," Cao Bailu shook his head helplessly, "Then please die."

In an instant, Cao Bailu moved.

He turned into a gust of white wind and teleported from the spot to the shadow.

The deer demon sword in his hand burst into a green light, and accompanied by Bai Yujing's sharp sword energy, he slashed towards the shadow.

"boom!!!!!"

There was an explosion and smoke scattered.

Cao Bailu used the Flying Thunder God technique again to distance himself from the shadow.

He watched the gradually dissipating smoke extremely calmly, and at the same time, he was careful to see if there were other abnormalities around him.

The white smoke dissipated quickly.

Cao Bailu looked over.

In the shadows, there is a delicate puppet that has been smashed.

This puppet is so delicate, if it weren't for its empty inside, no one would be able to tell whether it is real or not.

Even if the puppet was once a real person.

This puppet was the shop owner at that time!

Cao Bailu only felt dizzy for a while.

[Being able to swap positions with my own puppet in an instant, it seems that I have cultivated to a certain level. 】

[I have to be more careful this time. . . 】

Around, gradually came the sound of footsteps.

One, two, three, four, five.

There are five in total.

A total of five enemy puppets came towards Cao Bailu.

They hold swords, bows, or books.

Either male or female.

Although each is different, but the same thing, of course, is that they all have a pair of emotionless eyes.

Cao Bailu calmly observed the five enemies coming from the shadows.

[Two main attackers with swords, one male and one female, two long-distance strikers with bows, one male and one female, and a magician with a book. 】

[First do that formation mage. 】

【Damn it, I just got into a fight a few hours ago, can you give me some peace of mind! ! ! 】

[It's a piano demon, a escapist, and a puppet craftsman, Oscar, can't you give me some enemies in the world! ! ! ? ? ? 】

　Explosion is over, call it a day.

　　Another day of 6000+.

　　The collection is getting less and less, and the interaction of readers on the content of the novel has been almost zero in the past week. To be honest, it is still a bit uncomfortable.

　　Recently, writing a book has also encountered a lot of bottlenecks, and I always feel a little powerless.

　　Thank you for your support, I will try my best.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)