Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

He proudly made a high-profile statement in the Red and Blue public channels: Is that all? It's so disappointing. We will soon break into your hut and take away the control of your contract symbol.

Mo Rangchen grinned: Are you shivering in your hut? Hehehe, we will be here soon.

……

Yue Shangxian looked up at the raindrops in a daze. On the way, he had already noticed the demon hunting guilds in the fusion period. He just needed an opportunity to test whether there was the Ember Night Strange Fire.

But Zhu Jiu didn't let him move without permission.

She said that we have to wait for her to show up.

Moon Waxing restrained himself but wanted to see her very much.

When will she come?

On the other side, Bu Jinglian, who was not interested in the bustle on the communication channel, was also in a daze. She avoided thinking about the person who made her heartbroken, and sighed idly: Could the natural disaster be more severe and eliminate all the red team?

……

The rain outside was very cold, and the trees and vegetation around were bent by the wind. The wind and rain violently hit the protective shield, making a "ding ding" sound.

Everything was peaceful and they could hold on until the storm and natural disaster actually came.

Instead of becoming more violent, the raindrops became slightly gentler, but everyone was surprised to find that the consumption of spiritual power and magic energy began to increase.

It’s okay for magic practitioners, but it’s even worse for spiritual practitioners. They can only replenish their energy quickly by taking pills.

At this time, for the common interests, the demon cultivators reluctantly protected some spiritual cultivators. In this way, the natural disaster would not be a big deal with everyone's concerted efforts.

However, there are always gaps that appear when someone is not paying attention.

A Yuanying spiritual practitioner was distracted and didn't notice that the medicine bottle was empty. The barrier had a flaw for a second, and a drop of rain passed through and hit her right between the eyebrows.

The coldness makes people shiver.

But it's harmless, just a drop of rain.

No one noticed this little detail, nor did anyone notice the faint black mark between her eyebrows.

Until everyone became more and more sleepy, some of them fell asleep directly, and were exposed to the wind and rain without any protection, and their bodies were soaked in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, half of the people could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.

The rapid spread of this sign frightened everyone.

A monk would never fall asleep rashly in such an environment! But everyone's protective shields are in good condition, and they didn't get wet in the rain, right?

Even if it rains, it’s impossible to fall asleep in seconds!

So weird!

Mo Rangchen's face was as dark as ink. He stood up quickly and patrolled among the unconscious people with his spiritual awareness.

What made his heart even heavier was that he actually felt sleepy, as if he was a high school student in some other world who had studied physics for three days and three nights without closing his eyes and finally found out that he had gotten all the multiple-choice questions wrong.

The weakness and fatigue penetrated deep into the bones and soul.

Someone muttered: "I'm so sleepy... so sleepy... I want to sleep..."

With that, he fell to the ground with a thud, snoring loudly.

Mo Rangchen shouted in a voice mixed with spiritual power: "No one is allowed to sleep, there is a problem, get up quickly!"

Even a pig would be awakened by the deafening sound, but these people didn't even blink.

Damn, I’ve been caught!

This must be some high-level, unpopular spell that targets consciousness. Only spells can be so weird!

But Cangjie is not on the first front line!

Mo Rangchen said with a gloomy face to the 20,000 fusion incarnation monks who were still awake, "Meditate quickly! Close the sea of ​​consciousness! Take out all the spiritual weapons that can resist consciousness attacks!"

The rest of the people also knew how to do this, but they fell asleep when they found that it wasn't triggered at all.

Everyone was terrified and their hair stood on end. What on earth was this?

Until someone's rare spiritual weapon used to defend against soul attacks was triggered and instantly destroyed.

The man was confused, "It's the soul... um, I'm so sleepy..."

He leaned back and fell asleep peacefully with a sweet smile on his face.

The rest of the people saw and heard it, their pupils trembled, and there was despair in their eyes.

A spell targeting the soul? Even Cangjie can't help. Who is it?

Mo Rangchen's scalp tingled, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly captured something strange about a person. There was a black ink spot between her eyebrows, which was misty and somewhat seductive.

"It's hypnosis." Bu Jinglian's voice came from behind him, very close.

The voice was calm but surprised. "The scary thing is that it touches the human body, but the medium is the soul. As long as one person is infected, the others will also be infected."

People with higher cultivation levels will have stronger resistance capabilities, and with the support of relevant spiritual tools, they can hold on for a while.

Don't let the dust have both.

At this moment, Mo Rangchen quickly approached and tried to eliminate the source of infection the moment he discovered it.

But the strong trembling feeling suddenly made him feel that something was wrong.

Mo Rangchen turned around suddenly, staring at Bu Jinglian, who was half a step away, with his eyes like an eagle.

"What do you want to do?"

Bu Jinglian was too lazy to even smile, "Guess."

"You betrayed the Demonic Sect?" Mo Rangchen winked at the five thousand people who were still conscious.

"Don't be so exaggerated." Bu Jinglian's eyes wandered, "I betrayed the Red Team."

“Hmph, you still have the nerve to go against the will of the Demonic Sect…” Mo Rangchen paused again.

Because he found that the gazes of those five thousand people were also wandering and fixed on him...behind him.

The strong feeling of trembling came again.

"Click." A slender, soft hand rested on his right shoulder in the darkness, its whiteness striking and beautiful.

It's a woman's hand.

The woman laughed softly and murmured softly: "I heard you wanted to see me, huh?"

At this moment, the horror movie shines into reality.

Anyone who falls into Zhu Jiu's hands is like a toy.

She seemed to want to kill her, but when she saw Bu Jinglian, she seemed to find something funny and said with a wicked smile: "I heard that you two have a grudge. That's great. If you fight, only one can survive."

She casually threw Mo Rangchen towards Bu Jinglian as if he were an insignificant toy, not caring about their life or death.

Turning her gaze to the coldly standing Moon Shangwan, she raised her hand and hooked her finger, "Come here."

The waxing moon seemed to trigger the puppet mechanism, and there was once again no humanity in his eyes.

A white shadow flashed and landed in front of Zhu Jiu. He lifted up his sleeves and put his wrist to Zhu Jiu, waiting for him to enjoy it.

Zhu Jiu: “…”

She really didn't mean that.

Because the source of infection has not been eliminated, the last few people left either have to sleep or eliminate themselves.

Bu Jinglian and Mo Rangchen are no exception.

The former glanced at Zhu Jiu with a look of doubt in his eyes. He eliminated himself and also eliminated Mo Rangchen at the same time.

Zhu Jiu seemed very happy and seemed ready to kill all these sleepy people. At this time, the blue team who had discovered the clues because of the noise and rushed over were already far away, but they braked suddenly.

"Why is it Zhu Jiu?"

"Oh my god! This isn't the formation we set up!"

"These people fell into Zhu Jiu's trap!"

"How to do how to do?"

"Why not take this opportunity to capture Zhu Jiu!"

The leader's mind raced, and he immediately turned and ran, his face stern and frightened, "Hurry up and retreat! So many people have been infected, there's no way we can be spared!"

"Don't run, come here." Zhu Jiuji's recognizable voice echoed in their ears.

The thousand-man team was humiliated.

I always feel like I've seen a ghost.

My steps subconsciously froze.

The leader ran as fast as he could without stopping, shouting, "Don't listen to her, go back and die, run!"

Everyone was startled and ran away on their Hot Wheels.

Zhu Jiu curled his lips: "Tsk, a bunch of cowards."

Xingjun said doubtfully: "I thought they were scared by you and didn't dare to run away, so they turned around and waited for death."

Zhu Jiu pondered and said, "Is this a plot that a normal person could come up with?"

Xing Jun quickly denied: "Actually, I haven't thought about it that way."

Zhu Jiu was sharpening his knife while transmitting a message to Yue Shangxian, "Hurry up and beg me to let these people go. Hurry up and tell me that you are willing to do anything as long as I am willing to let them go!"

The waxing moon understands.

He knelt on one knee in front of Zhu Jiu, his back straight as unyielding steel.

Zhu Jiu raised his eyebrows: "What?"

There was three parts of sadness, two parts of hatred, and five parts of anger in Yue Shangxian's cold voice. He said, "If you are willing to let them go, I am willing to be your brother."

"Otherwise I would rather die."

Xingjun, Zhujiu: "..."

Zhu Jiu cursed in her heart but could only follow the script. She seemed to weigh the pros and cons, and finally lifted his chin frivolously and touched his delicate collarbone, as if she had never seen a man before.

"I love you the most, brother. If you dare to run away, I will break your legs. Got it?"

The crescent moon drooped its red eyelids in humiliation, like a pitiful little snowman, "I know."

"Brother is so obedient." Zhu Jiu sneered inwardly as he said these four words.

"Well, I'll let them go this time because of your request."

Zhu Jiu eliminated all the red players who were sleeping soundly on the ground with a backhand move.

Then he stared at the crescent moon coldly and said, "Now, it's your turn to make it up to me."

The waxing moon moved closer, revealing her slender neck.

……

Mo Rangchen and Bu Jinglian started fighting as soon as they got outside.

Mo Rangchen was unwilling to accept this and pointed at her angrily, "It's always you! Last time you fought the demons and earned the penalty, what benefit can you get this time?"

Bu Jinglian said indifferently: "It was Zhu Jiu who did it. It has nothing to do with me."

"Aren't you planning to stab me in the back?" Mo Rangchen had no doubt about the feeling at that moment.

Bu Jinglian did not reveal any abnormality.

She cleaned herself up very cleanly and said impatiently, "Are you sick? What good is there in backstabbing you? I just noticed something unusual and went over to take a look. Aren't you going to see the infected mother?"

Mo Rangchen was unable to refute and his eyes became hesitant.

Could it be that he was really wrong?

"It's you." Bu Jinglian crossed her arms and said calmly, "You just ran into the real person when you started to talk nonsense. I feel embarrassed for you."

Mo Rangchen: “…”

Damn it, why did I encounter her in three levels in a row? !

He didn't even really show himself!

God is unfair!

No one speaks up for him?

Mo Rangchen was filled with grief and anger. He took out the black banner and angrily said to Bu Jinglian: "You are not a good guy either. Come and fight me!"

"Not interested." Bu Jinglian walked away, leaving behind a handsome figure without any fighting spirit. A hint of depression and decadence became the background color that could never be shaken off her.

Mo Rangchen was slightly stunned; he found that the other party had really changed.

Even the red lotus is not embroidered on clothes anymore.

"Where are you going?" he asked subconsciously.

"Meet my dear." Bu Jinglian did not stop for anyone.