Chasing Corpse Trail [Interstellar]

Mu Qing was standing on the periphery of Jue Sheng's heart, just now Fang Shanshui stuck a talisman on his forehead, ordering him to stay here and not move around.

Fang Shanshui's talisman paper has mana, and it has a strong binding force on the monsters. Mu Qing cannot move until the paper talisman is torn off or the next order is received.

It's okay if you can't move, Mu Qing's body is stiff and his head is empty, as long as he can see Fang Shanshui at any time, he feels very stable and normal, so he has been standing obediently watching Fang Shanshui jump into the master.

However, Fang Shanshui suddenly disappeared.

Fang Shanshui jumped into the black hole burning with green flames and disappeared. Mu Qing waited for a long time but did not see Fang Shanshui back, and suddenly became anxious.

Unable to stand up, Mu Qing began to order the zombies under his control to reveal the talismans for him.

When those zombies touched the paper talisman, they felt as if they had been shocked by electric shock. They screamed and dawdled slowly. They couldn't remove the talisman for a long time, and Mu Qing became more and more irritable.

Suddenly, Mu Qing seemed to feel something, and suddenly let out a roar.

"Ow—"

The zombies in the entire Qingyue Mountain seemed to feel Mu Qing's anger, and they raised their heads to the sky and howled uneasily.

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pain.

Fang Shanshui lost a lot of blood, and Fang Shanshui was a little confused.

Before coming out, the soul-rescue bell fell on the table, and because of the practice of opening the altar, Fang Shanshui took a bath and changed clothes and changed into formal clothes. He didn't bring the talisman paper that he liked to carry in his clothes before, and the cross-body bag. .

Now, the suit was tattered and stained with blood.

Fang Shanshui was thinking dizzily, there is something he can use now.

"It's too cruel, but it's just a game. As for this?" Someone showed a look of indignation.

"It's really exciting. I can't die anyway, and it's not your people. What are you so anxious about?" Someone was excited.

"Fuck me, why am I so anxious, why am I so anxious? This guy is neither a ghost nor a ghost. The world will be clean only after he dies."

He cut off a few pieces of flesh on Fang Shanshui's body, but Xijia Anta didn't respond, which made the team leader hesitate a bit.

They just want to save the young master, and they don't really have any deep hatred for this person.The Liao Yu dungeon can't lower the pain value, and if it is cut into pieces here, it will really be cut into pieces.And when the pain reaches a certain limit, it will also have an impact on the spirit and soul, causing it to be damaged. If it is true that the wrong person is caught... the more the team leader thinks about it, the more hesitant to do so.

Xijia Anta was not as unresponsive as the team leader thought. He watched Fang Shanshui's eyes staring at him dim, feeling inexplicably excited.Xijia Anta lived for so many years, it was the first time someone dared to be so disrespectful to him, although for various reasons, Xijia was very interested in Fang Shanshui, but seeing Fang Shanshui who dared to stare at him and scold him for letting him go was tortured However, Xijia felt a sense of satisfaction that was rarely seen.

Xijia Anta narrowed his eyes slightly, estimating the location indicated by the coordinates, and his staff should be arriving soon.

Seeing that the team leader was getting more and more dawdly, Xi Jia said in a cold voice, "Are you blunt and handicapped or are you really incompetent? If you don't know how to do this, just throw people over and let me come. My Highness will teach you how to torture people. According to you This way of playing, before he was stabbed a few times, he would bleed to death, idiot!"

Audience: ...

Five Circles Background:  …

Captain: ...

Shocked by Xijia Anta's ferocity, they were silent for two seconds before everyone began to sigh.

Audience: How much hatred?

Five Circles Background: Taking the wrong hostage?

Captain: This... This is definitely true love!

"If you want to lie to me and let me go, there's no way!" The team leader, who felt that he was the truth, suddenly became full of energy, and cut off a finger of Fang Shanshui with a knife, and threatened Xijia Anta viciously: "Don't think it's useless!" This method can fool you, you must know! I warn you to release my young master quickly, or you will use all kinds of methods on your companion!"

Seeing Fang Shanshui trembling in pain, Xijia Anta looked at Fang Shanshui and glared aggressively and coldly just now, but now his eyes are loose and weak. If he hadn't been held up by two men, he would probably be blown by the wind, and praised with satisfaction: " Good job."

The surrounding audience was shocked: What a big hatred!

Five circles of background shock: really caught the wrong hostage?

The squad leader was shocked: This... this can't be true love! ?

"Be careful not to kill him, leave me a life, I will take this person away." Xijia Anta received the message from the messenger of Galaxy City, knowing that all his subordinates had arrived, he was in a good mood, and began to ask for help .

It is rare to meet someone who can entertain him so much, Xijia feels that he cannot let it go.

Audience: ...

Five Circles Background:  …

Captain: ... Sure enough, I was right!

"Hmm... um..."

Just when everyone was extremely speechless towards Xijia Anta, a groan came from the bottom of the coffin.

"Genius and supernatural powers, the young master is mighty!" He shouted loudly!

The background of the five circles was unfolded by the gods at the scene, and they had forgotten that their young master was still being held hostage. When they suddenly heard the young master's voice, they reflexively started their daily work, taking Xijia Anta, the team leader, and the onlookers together. They were all shocked.

After shouting, the five-circle background also felt a little embarrassed.

"Who took the lead in shouting just now?"

"not me!"

"It's not me either!"

"It can't be me!"

They shirk each other's responsibilities. In fact, according to their professional qualities, there must be no one to take the lead. If they want to shout, they will shout together in unison.

Young Master Yuanpei under the coffin seemed to have been stepped on by a hundred Macia Gonda bears, feeling suffocated and weak, and whispered: "Well... where is this... can you... ah!"

When Xijia Anta heard the sound coming from under the coffin, she raised her eyebrows, and immediately used the move of a heavy weight to press down on the coffin.

"Little Lord!!!"

"what!"

Press hard!

Young Master Yuanpei's struggling voice sounded extremely miserable, and all his subordinates were about to cry with red eyes.

"Don't move! I saw your young master's head. Whoever dares to step forward, I will poke it down." Xijia Anta smiled contemptuously, pointing the knife at Yuan Pei's slightly exposed sky cover at the bottom of the coffin.

Five circle background collapse.

The team leader grabbed Fang Shanshui's hair and yelled hysterically, "If you move again, I'll wring his head off!"

"Twist it off, I'll pick it up and let someone sew it up." Xi Jia didn't care, and stomped on the coffin again, trying to put pressure on the people under the coffin, and crush the weak chicken that was knocked unconscious again .

However, an accident happened.

Xijia Anta obviously saw it well, but when he landed, he stepped on the ground strangely!

Because it was too unexpected, and the coffin was relatively short, there was no room for him to react, so Xijia directly went to download with his dog eating shit on his face.

"Hurry up, save the young master!"

"Catch that bastard and skin him!!"

The team leader drew his sword and quickly surrounded him with five background circles. The soldiers were divided into two groups, half of them went to carry the coffin, and the other half went to chop Xijia Anta.

The onlookers also began to move around, wanting to fish in troubled waters and snatch that seemingly precious coffin.

At this time, Fang Shanshui, who was not noticed, fell to the ground.

Fang Shanshui began to use his own blood to draw talismans on the wiped clean left palm, but his brain was a bit cloudy due to excessive blood loss, and the pain also made his hand feel a little inaccurate. He always made mistakes and had to wipe clean and redraw.

Over there, although the dog ate shit and fell to the ground, this did not affect Xijia Anta's ruthlessness in slashing people. Even though he was besieged with all kinds of hands and feet, Xijia still danced with double-section knives vigorously, fighting with a large meat grinder. Similarly, Xi Jia, who rushed to the front and was even ruthless, was cut in half, and the fat and blood in the heartbroken belly suddenly flowed all over the ground, disgusting and frightening, making people terrified.

The audience who wanted to fish in troubled waters couldn't help shrinking their heads, not daring to move too far.

At the same time, another passerby in the background of the five circles had already lifted the coffin and moved it aside, and finally rescued their poor Young Master Yuanpei.

While these people were happy and relaxed, Xijia Anta rushed forward, jumped back on the coffin lid, and swung his long knife fiercely at the crowd close to the coffin.

Seeing Xijia Anta's big knife swung down sharply, Young Master Yuan Pei and others forced the tip of the knife to hide, and the two sides confronted each other.

The weak young master Yuanpei, with the support of everyone, stroked his chest for a while before recovering. When he saw Xijia Anta pointing at him in front of him, he immediately yelled angrily: "Fuck you 180 A generation of ancestors of men, women and children! Nima, you, a filthy mutated rotten dog, plotted against me just now!? Your grandpa is so impatient, I rolled up my sleeves and slapped him hundreds of times——damn you!”

Everyone was stunned: ... This, is this the gentle and pretentious man just now?

Xijia Anta raised his eyebrows with a knife in his hand, how dare this useless idiot scold him?Is he someone who can step on anything?

"Young Master, calm down!"

The five-circle background hurriedly hugged the young master who was so angry that he was about to step up to a one-on-one fight.

The team leader also coughed in a timely manner, and approached Young Master Yuan Pei, "Young Master, pay attention to your image, there are many people around." The team leader signaled Yuan Pei to pay attention to the stunned crowd with his eyes.

Young Master Yuanpei, who was hugged by arms and legs and full of ferocity, looked around when he heard the words, and coughed immediately. Although there was no smile on his face, he had already recovered his indifferent and elegant demeanor. He stroked his sleeves and signaled his subordinates to let go. open.

Yuan Pei said lightly, "Do it, don't let anyone around you go, don't spread a single word about today's incident, and destroy their souls."

Give an order, the five-circle background that had been prepared for a long time used a large-scale offline locking tool in an instant. This is an enlarged version of the tool that locked Fang Shanshui. Offline is an essential tool for vendetta in the Liaoyu dungeon, and it is more expensive than some rare materials in the universe.

Then in the background of the five circles, except for two or three people who protected Captain Yuanpei, they were sent out to kill people.

The onlookers just realized something was wrong, but they couldn't run anymore when they wanted to run. The large locking tool can not only lock the offline function, but also lock the local area.

Although there were 300 people in the audience, slightly more than the young master Yuanpei's men, but one side cooperated seamlessly, and the other side was in chaos. There is nowhere to escape the shit, it is really a disaster for no reason.

No longer paying attention to the one-sided massacre around him, Yuan Pei looked at Xijia Anta standing on the coffin.

Xijia Anta also stared at Yuan Pei coldly, "Boy, do you want to single out?"

Yuan Pei, who had calmed down, no longer had the short-lived irritability just now. He was indifferent, elegant and unhurried. He pointed at Xijia Anta, like a Buddha smiling with a flower, and said, "Dream."

Xijia Anta's gaze paused, and the pupils of his eyes began to slacken. After a while, he fell down from the coffin in a daze.

Young Master Yuan Pei waved his hand, lightly as if chasing a fly, "Go, catch him."

"Genius supernatural powers, the young master is mighty!"

In the background of the five circles of killing people, he shouted fiercely while cutting people, and Yuan Pei's uneasy face finally recovered a little.

At this time, someone noticed Fang Shanshui half lying on the ground, and his eyes lit up.

Fang Shanshui was drawing a talisman on the palm of his hand in a daze. He drew it three times and wiped it three times. The fourth time was fine, and there was no mistake in the drawing, but when he was about to draw the last stroke, someone suddenly stood up.