I, Yan Ye, want to marry Shichen’s daughter

And with the buffer of this moment, the hand of the master shook his hand, and the blade instantly shattered, and the fire crow that broke away from the vestment instantly ignited Yan Feng Lizheng’s body. However, those who practice Bajiquan, even if they are old Aged, even if what he has learned is not authentic enough, even if the enemy is using a strange weapon, at such close range, he will never be at a disadvantage.

Exhaled, accompanied by a loud shout, Yan Feng Lizheng's body seemed to be taller in a trance, and the burning vestments on her body were shattered by the magic-enhanced aura, and her skin seemed to be flushed quickly because of the high temperature. Back to normal color, a black key pierced out of thin air pointed directly at the heart of the pounding man.

It's just that this blow will never go out.

Because at this moment, the blade had already pierced his chest first.

The Zanpaku Knife that gathered and scattered freely was obviously much longer than the black key in length.

"Huh... the co-workers of the Toosaka family have done it, then you can rest assured that the layout." The hand cuff master drew out the Zanpaku knife, and casually threw off the black blood residue on the blade that had been dried by the temperature, muttering in his mouth. After leaving the church, he seemed to be quite confident that his attack was deadly enough.

After all, anyone's chest is penetrated by this kind of stuff like a hot red soldering iron, even if it does not damage the heart, the lungs are probably completely burnt.

The figure of the hand chub master disappeared, but Yan Feng Lizheng's hand suddenly moved, as if he intended to leave the final death message.

But he never imagined that after he really died, the murderer who had obviously left returned to the scene again, holding a Bible in his hand, comparing it to the serial number he wrote on the ground, he inherited his original plan to stay. Legacy for my son...

ps1: CCTV live broadcast and Weibo account are not the same thing. You can play on Weibo and station b. No matter what, it is just a small part of the behavior. After all, the platform itself is not a serious platform, but CCTV, especially CCTV One The live broadcast is basically the unified opinion of the whole government. When did you see him play this way?Can the live broadcast of the military parade be the same as the Weibo platform?Facing the world!It's a pity that I forgot to add a word of global free shipping, US and Japan express...

ps2: It was more than an hour late today, but no one said anything, sad.

Chapter 359 Guidance

In the afternoon, Lu Huang'er was refreshed to re-bury the double crystal and envoy around the city of Winterwood, and then slightly explored the sewers on the forum that were constantly devouring the lives of players.

Of course, he will not really go down. After all, as a cook who has to go home to cook at night, he is very resistant to things like going in and out of the sewer.

However, as a perceptual master with a length of several kilometers, even if the soil will weaken the infiltration capacity of mind, it is not a problem to survive a sewer that is less than ten meters deep.

So, he found the nest like a Zerg mother nest very easily, watching the silly players being bitten by the sudden big mouth and dragged into the sarcoma, and then slowly melted and decomposed in the creeping movement. Finally, it turns into black-red particles, slowly reorganizing in the embryonic sarcoma.

"Keko...what kind of berserker? A condensed body in the brood state,'dragon'? But it is much smaller than normal. Is it restrained by the spell, or has not reached the realm of the dragon itself?" Yan Ye squinted. My eyes and my heart probably understood what the other party had summoned, and began to think about the benefits that could be obtained.

But this kind of creature is like a parasite that parasitizes the human colony. It is useless and unpalatable. If it weren't for this world for thousands of years, the cantonese colony has been mixed into all aspects of the human colony. It can't be completely eradicated, and it's been cleaned out by the boss long ago.(But because there are so many big guys, the ghouls in this world are not as dead as the original ones)

"But vitality itself is a resource, let You Yuko come to harvest it, bitterly hating the gold thread every year, and making wedding dresses for others, this player is a good comrade!" Yan Ye thought with a dark heart, and decided tonight. Come to harvest.

However, the dealer is not strong enough now...

Yes!

Yan Ye seemed to light up a light bulb above his head, and suddenly an idea came up-he directly informed You Yuko through the contract between Master and Servant.

...

"Is it here?" Standing on the lawn in the park, You Youzi looked at the ground under her with some curiosity, as if she didn't believe that this lush lawn underneath, as Yan Ye said, there is a piece of internal organs like a devil. Strange environment.

"Well, it's about ten meters down here. You can try to seize one or two control rights. Don't rush to do it. If you can succeed, tell me first." Feng Xue determined the position of the substitute again, although It is inconvenient for others to go down, but it is okay to send a few substitutes, although the substitutes with somatosensory characteristics are in the sewers, especially the detection of areas with meaty areas is not very pleasant.

"Okay." You Yuko nodded, the blossoming cherry blossoms withered out of thin air and turned into butterflies. This was not deliberately done by her, but a natural vision that occurred when she activated the treasure.

Buried in Hongchuan, deliberately dominates all the dead whose magic power is lower than C. Although Ghoul is not dead, according to the situation that the necromancers in the previous life can dominate the abandoned children of dragons, the children of dragons hatched from corpses should be The dead are infallible.

After all, in theory, they are all monsters constructed from rc cells in human flesh and blood, which are derivatives of dead cells. In a sense, they are not much different from suture monsters and skeleton soldiers. Youyouzi's power to control the dead does not require a soul as in the traditional sense. As long as it is a dead, ghost, or zombie, it makes no difference.

You Yuzi's inspiration stretched out, seeming to be catching and affecting the dead in the area. The dead insects that died in the earth in winter began to tremble, and gusts of overcast wind blowing, adding a bit of desolation to the evening of the setting sun.

The footsteps of pedestrians on the street, who had come and went in a hurry, got up faster, but You Youzi finally sensed something, and suddenly opened his eyes. There was a little cold in the agile eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. Without a trace.

"No problem, it can be controlled, but these monsters have the will of other people in their bodies. There is no problem in seizing control, but as long as they give orders, they will definitely be noticed by the enemy." You Yuko made his own judgment. Although she could eat, how could the girl who lived alone next to the monsters in that era when monsters were rampant had no heart?

"I will interfere with the other party's perception. Wait a minute, and when I remind... just follow this route..." Yan Ye said as she took out a map she bought this afternoon and pointed out the location circled above. , "It's here. Go down the sewer and stay here. You don't need to do too much, just stay here."

Yan Ye said, the substitute has begun to be released. After the nourishment of the God of Cookery Contest, his substitute has a deeper attainment in the field of illusion. The particleized substitute quietly infiltrates the bloody flesh and transmits it through the nerve center. Into the "mother tree", targeted interference.

It's not complicated, it just shields the control of the most marginal Kagko, making her always think that Kagko is not mature yet.

After the operation was completed, Yan Ye waved his arm lightly, and You Yuzi immediately controlled the edge of Hezi to become flat like a shadow, and carefully drilled out the sarcoma. Taking advantage of the gloomy and bloody environment of the sewer, he fled along the pipeline. In the direction of design.

...

"Hey, don't patronize and play! Obviously, I only issued the battle book last night, but today I just want to play games at home? It's now the fourth day, and only one Assassin has died! We may change at any time. Alright!" Webber hammered Iskandar on the shoulder with a fist embroidered leg that was more like a baby than a complaint, and then he was slapped back on the bed.

"To conquer requires wholeheartedly! I am about to conquer this continent! I'll talk about it later!"

Iskandar continued to focus on the handle, controlling his city-state to nurture soldiers, completing the aggression, and unable to keep up with the logistics, so he used war to feed the battle, took the new city before the food was exhausted, and then continued to kill Qianwu, logically speaking, this is obviously a tactic that must be played, but Iskander is like a dancer dancing on the tip of a knife, and can always accomplish his goal in the most thrilling place.

Seeing that countless city people are not living, but the ultimate victory is about to come, the king who has fully implemented the desire to conquer suddenly stopped the movement of his hands. At the same time, Webber also endured the pain and jumped out of the bed, almost simultaneously looking towards Outside the window.

"Don't fight here, you can't hurt others!" Webber said anxiously, and Iskandall nodded, picked up Webber and jumped out of the window, which means that the windows of this room are old-fashioned flats. Open windows instead of sliding windows, which are more popular nowadays, otherwise Iskandall's body may not necessarily jump out.

ps: Regarding why it doesn’t take seconds for the curse, Yan Feng Lizheng is actually very simple, because he doesn’t know if Yan Feng Lizheng has set the spell transfer spell. After all, no one knows the dozen or so orders in the original work. The mantra for the transfer of the curse was set by the priest before his death or has always been there, and the hand chub master himself is not a professional magician, and probably does not understand the magic of the transfer of the curse, after all, even if he does not understand it. (Otherwise, Sola's command curse should be left to Kirishi instead of directly destroyed).

Chapter 360 The Fourth Night

Iskandall took Webber and jumped out of the window. He rushed to the sensing position in three steps and took two steps. He watched the narrow sewer entrance (for Iskandall), without a word of spiritualization, and passed. Reappear instantly after entrance.

"This is..." Webber cringed and followed. As soon as he entered the sewer, he saw the peculiar magic feedback in the perception-it was attached to the sewer, without eyes, without lips, showing pale white. The big mouth with colored gums and tightly fitted teeth was tightly closed, and the black body was stuck to the wall of the sewer like asphalt, exuding a dangerous and evil aura.

"It looks like it's not just a simple magician." Iskadar pulled out the sturdy dagger around his waist. Although there is no treasure, this weapon that has accompanied him for many years still has the ability to collide with the treasure without being damaged. hardness.

Wielding a short sword and jumping up, Iskandall's huge figure fearlessly crashed into the black monster. The monster shrank suddenly, and then, like a squeezing toy, it snapped its mouth. When it came out, Senbai's teeth were open, there was no tongue, no other superfluous things, only two rows of teeth, and bite up against Iskandar's head.

At this moment, the benefits of the heroic spirits were revealed. Iskandall was directly incarnate. As a man who has experienced many battles, he certainly wouldn't let his moves take a simple step, but it was just a bait for himself. Of temptation.

Accompanied by the sound of teeth closing, Iskandar had already slashed from the side into the middle part that became slender because of the protruding mouth, but the heavy blow actually failed to remove only the arm. The rough part was cut off, which made Iskandar unable to help but increase his strength.

Among the heroic spirits, Iskandall, who belonged to the strongest group, slashed with all his strength, and the monster’s neck was finally broken. However, this break was not caused by the cutting of sharp weapons, but more like bluntness. The break caused by the impact of the instrument.

The broken mouth tribe on the ground quickly rolled into a round ball, and then in a few rolling intervals, it rolled together with the body that also turned into a black meat ball, and then merged again.

"Defense and regeneration are very strong!" Iskandar returned to Webber with a solemn expression, rubbing his chin and looking at the monster in front of him, as if thinking about what it is.

"It should be a trap-like summoning magic or enchantment. It is probably a trigger type that intends to lurch in a place such as a drain and wait until someone passes by to launch an attack, but it does not rule out the possibility of a heroic treasure." Weber mobilized his brain. The knowledge in has made a reasonable speculation—"Before we sensed the fluctuations that it should have when it moves or is called, but when it'roots', even if it attacks, there is no breath."

"If it's moving, then there must be a source, if it's a summoning, then the person who summoned it must be nearby!" Iskandar narrowed his eyes. Such a monster does not seem to be afraid of physical attacks, and belongs to his relatively incompetent type. However, the opponent has the characteristics of a trap. If he walks on the road and suddenly pops out a wide mouth from both sides of the road, even he can't guarantee that he can protect Weber.

"You can only eliminate the source!" Iskandar secretly said in his heart, with a wave of the short sword in his hand, the chariot driven by horses of fantasy blood reappeared, ignoring the reunited black monster, and straight down the sewer. Charge up.

Although Weber is not good at complex large-scale magic due to the quantity and quality of his own magic circuits, he has high attainments in small magic such as divination and suggestion. Simply two L-shaped branches have become in his hands. Beacon that can point to the target.

Divination is a fairly primitive method of divination, but in the world of magic, the more primitive it is, the better it is to use.(But if it is a well-known method, the mystery itself will also be lost, but this book has no mystery, so it will be strengthened.)

Between the opening and closing of the two divination rods, Weber accurately found the source of the black monster. Iskander seemed to believe enough in his little Master, or relied that it was sufficient to deal with under any circumstances (the big deal is that the army of the king is reset. Running behind), drove the carriage towards the target without hesitation.

The sound of wheel arching was roaring, but not long after they discovered that there were people coming and going. They were not like the masters of the envoy, but as if they were looking for something. The most important thing was that they were people involved in mystery.(I said before, but I will say it again here. Anyone with extraordinary powers can tell at a glance whether the other party is actively participating in the mystery. You can use this as a game mechanism, just like the faction in the game. When the npc sees you, Knowing that you are a hostile camp)

Iskandar accurately judged the form, stopped the chariot immediately, and asked loudly, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"