I have a portable prison

Originally, the aura was almost exhausted in the present world. After the watering between the heaven and the earth, the whole world seemed to be reborn. The concentration of aura was close to that of the ancient times that modern monsters had never seen. After feeding, it is conceivable that I practice day and night, and my self-motivation is really moving. If you are born as a human, let alone 985 and 211, you must be the number one in the college entrance examination every year.

It is foreseeable what kind of storms the big monsters cultivated from this will cause in the later period.

But the eyes of all the people present looking at Zhao Qiqiu were still full of disbelief, and there was even some imperceptible fear, just like before, Zhao Qiqiu was just a mysterious person with powerful abilities in their eyes, and they didn't care about the Haijing New Bureau group. For them, it is even more of a helper, but now, no matter which side, they all feel that this five hundred years is a very scary person.

In particular, Sun Jianhang's gaze was extremely complicated. As an ordinary person, he deeply felt that what was happening right now was becoming more and more ridiculous. Regarding Wu Bainian, such an uncertain factor that was obviously beyond his control, all he could do was to report it to the leader. up.But in an instant, many images flashed in his mind, all of which were saving them five hundred years ago. After thinking it over clearly, he finally decided that in that report, nothing happened today.

Zhao Qiqiu knows what other people are thinking without guessing. Based on his personal experience, fear and fear are more useful than relying on and worshiping. At least the former will not exhaust him.

Jiang Qinghe's eyes were red: "You better kill me now, or I will kill you sooner or later!"

Zhao Qiqiu pondered seriously for a moment, then suddenly said: "Okay..."

Sun Jianhang's eyes widened immediately, and he raised his hand to stop him, "Brother Wu!"

There was a sudden gust of wind on the flat ground, and everyone seemed to have sand in their eyes, and when they blinked again, they were immediately stunned by the scene in front of them.

The young man bent down slightly, and in his hand a broad silver knife cut deeply into Jiang Qinghe's abdomen. The situation changed so quickly that Jiang Qinghe didn't react at all, his face was dull, and he looked down. Touching the back of the knife that sank into his body.

With a puff, Wu Bainian simply pulled out the knife. The veins on Jiang Qinghe's neck bulged, his mouth grew bigger, but he couldn't make a sound, and his whole face showed extreme pain.

Wu Bainian's appearance has always made people feel very close, but at this moment, when everyone saw that extremely calm face, they all felt weak in their calves. During this interval, Sun Jianhang finally found his voice: " You... what are you doing, it's a crime, it's..."

puff!

The long knife passed through Jiang Qinghe slowly and deeply again, and the long blade emerged from behind him with bloody flowers.

puff!

The point of the knife on the back disappeared.

puff!

Jiang Qinghe finally made a sound, but when he was on the verge of death, the sound he made was just an insignificant breath sound, and his upper body gradually fell down.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, stunned by this unexpected and terrifying scene. What Wu Bainian did to Jiang Qinghe was as normal as cutting a piece of pork.

Jiang Qinghe raised his arm, trembled all over, and curled up on the ground with his face covered in blood.

This street was completely silent, whether it was the people of Haijing City or Yongshen City, they all felt the chill of complete order and chaos from the bottom of their hearts.

Being killed by evil spirits is completely different from being killed by humans.

In particular, Wu Bainian gave people the feeling that he had changed from a normal person to a complete mental illness.

Jiang Qinghe's body was in a mess, but just like that, Wu Bainian didn't let him go, and raised his arm again in cold blood and mercilessly.

Suddenly, a gentle voice said, "It's time to wake up."

Everyone stared blankly and turned a deaf ear until the next second, when Wu Bainian, who was holding a knife in his hand, remained motionless as if the pause button had been pressed, Ding Yu swallowed, and said with difficulty: "This voice seems to be... ..."

At the same time, he looked up and looked around, never expecting to see the shadow of the young man again behind the bright mirror.

Two five-hundred-year-olds suddenly appeared in the open space.

One of them was holding a knife, and his body was splattered with blood like splashed ink, while the other was clean and empty-handed.

It's just that Wu Bainian, who was standing next to Xianmingjing, looked a little helpless.

Ding Yu keenly looked directly at Xianmingjing's hand——Jiang Qinghe's long evil sword, which was also the "murder weapon" of the previous murder, happened to be held by the young man, and the tip of the knife was dragged on the ground. No blood.

Ding Yu's mind flashed, and he suddenly figured it out. He shook his head immediately, and then he felt chest tightness, and let out a long breath.

Oh my God, standing too close, the effect is so realistic, no one can afford to play with a capable person like Brother Wu!

Zhao Qiqiu's side was not much better either, resisting the urge to collapse, his fingers curled up in his heart, which was extremely embarrassing for a time.

Endured and endured, but couldn't hold back, he said in his mind: "Erqing!! You are called excessive killing, only a deep hatred can do this, you call me like this, how will I behave in the future, now everyone thinks I am It's a pervert, who will be my friend?!"

Even if he is so handsome that he has no friends, it's okay to look forward to it, right?

No one answered, and after a few seconds, Zhao Qiqiu: "Ah?!"

Something trembled on the originally empty place on the wrist, and Erqing's righteous voice sounded in Zhao Qiqiu's mind: "My lord! This kind of despicable villain dares to break ground on the head of the warden, of course I have to give him Come and die!"

"...That's not what I mean by never giving up." After all, it was a snake who had never been to school: "Don't talk nonsense when you go out, it's quite embarrassing."

Erqing immediately changed his words: "My lord, I was wrong, it is the responsibility of death!"

"..." Zhao Qiqiu didn't want to bother with a stupid snake who was excited to talk nonsense when he came out to let the wind go, so he said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and withdraw."

Next, everyone saw an unbelievable scene again, only to see Wu Bainian holding a long knife flickering like a TV station with a bad signal, dropping frames continuously, and the pixels are getting lower and lower, and finally scattered with the wind a little bit. go……

Zhao Qiqiu, who saw this scene with his own eyes, closed his eyes and said, "Second, Qing."

In an instant, the venue was clean, the blood was gone, and nothing happened. Everyone woke up like a dream, and looked at Jiang Qinghe who was still lying on the ground in a daze.

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Qinghe first moved his feet, then his hands, and finally his body, sat up suddenly, and touched his abdomen and chest back and forth. It was obvious that he was not injured at all.

Although Erqing was suspected of showing off his skills and made everyone experience a realistic illusion together, Jiang Qinghe was really its goal, and he felt the deepest. At this time, it is equivalent to going through life and death. After signing the servant contract, he fell to the ground again, gasping for breath.

Ye Gouzi exhaled hot air from his nose, like a sarcastic snort.

Zhao Qiqiu said to Jiang Qinghe: "You have to help clean up the mandrill, and return to Yongshen City until there is no threat to the living soul here. As for you saying that you want to kill me, I am really looking forward to it."

Jiang Qinghe just lay on the ground panting, as if he didn't hear Zhao Qiqiu's words at all.

The surroundings fell into unspeakable silence again, and no one dared to be the first to speak.

Zhao Qiqiu grinds his teeth: It's all to blame for this stupid snake! !

Suddenly, applause sounded, Zhang Tiande shook his head and said, "Gao, it's really..."

Zhao Qiqiu raised his foot and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Brother Wu!"

The wild dog roared threateningly.

Zhao Qiqiu had no choice but to turn around, and saw that Sun Jianhang was fully awake, not knowing what to think, his eyes turned to real eagerness, he caught up with two steps, was stopped by the wild dog, and dared not go any further.

"Director Sun, let's talk about it later."

Zhao Qiqiu ran faster this time, he didn't want to join the new game, he is a solo player, and there are so many monsters around him, gang crimes... Cough, it's not suitable for superiors and subordinates to be restrained during team tasks.

The wild dog walked a few steps and turned back into the appearance of a giant dog. It has a weird human shape, and it doesn't like humans at all, so it would rather be a pure dog than a complete human.It is a wonderful flower among many monsters.

Zhao Qiqiu wore a bright mirror, and the two of them quickly disappeared from the sight of everyone in the Xinjian Bureau.

Zhang Tiande and the others were out of sight, so they wiped off their cold sweat: "My Lord Daoist, the young people of today are so hostile, so hostile..."

The rest of the people had their own thoughts and looked at the direction Zhao Qiqiu left in a trance.

……

Zhao Qiqiu continued to practice with a bright mirror, which is also a disguised inspection operation. The result may be because the scavenger disappeared. The mandrills around are far less than a few days ago, and it is not known whether they are hiding or moving their nests.

No way, in order not to waste time, Zhao Qiqiu began to teach Xianming the universe in his sleeves.

Zhao Qiqiu himself doesn't use this spell very much. On the one hand, the world in his sleeve is actually very obvious. For example, if you suddenly pull out a 40-meter broadsword from your sleeve, do you still expect others not to take pictures of you with your mobile phone?

The second aspect is that this spell is easy to be deciphered. If a lot of things fall on the ground in the wilderness, it will be a real overturn.

So this spell, Zhao Qiqiu, is currently only used to put the three needles given by the ancestors, and from time to time, the inner three layers and the outer three layers are reinforced, and there is nothing else.

"Keep this knife, I don't need it." Zhao Qiqiu said: "When you return to your physical body, you can carry it with you in your sleeve."

Mingmingjing had already guessed that Zhao Qiqiu was going to give him the knife, nodded his head, and said after a while, "Thank you."

Everything he saw today refreshed the image of the young man in his heart. At first, his heart was hot and cold, but gradually, his heart became completely scorching hot, burning his heart like a prairie fire.

Five hundred years, incomparably powerful.

The lazy person in front of him can clearly use his strength to break all the rules, muddy the outside world, and cause huge chaos. Even so, no one can stop him, he can do whatever he wants.

But on the contrary, after such a long time since meeting each other, Ming-Xingjing has vaguely felt that the young man himself may have more rules, which he strictly abides by, so that he will not step on an invisible line in his heart, and have Fairly high moral standards.

Bright Mirror lowered his head, hiding the expression on his face.

He would rather meet a heinous bad guy than such a perfect good guy.

This feeling of unbearable and whole-hearted trust is really terrible.