Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 1070 Luck
At the end of the banquet, a small episode happened.

Feng Qiwu, who was always drinking by himself, twirled the wine glass lightly with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Guan Lin who was chatting with the generals, and said lightly:

"If you want to be a fast catcher, in addition to having a heart yearning for the light, you must also have the courage to face the darkness. Are you really ready?"

This question, in his mouth, is really a bit abrupt.

However, it cannot be denied that this is indeed a question that needs to be considered.

When you are a police officer, you will inevitably see many extreme dark sides in society.Those thrilling tragedies in the news are just daily routines for the police.

The bloody tragedy and the evil of human nature are all intuitively placed on this stage, revealing the cruelest truth.

Guan Lin fell silent, and the commotion in the hall also fell silent.Such an atmosphere is like a trial that has been judged in advance.

People who come out of Tiangong Gate will never be poor in overall quality.The rest depends on his psychological endurance, whether it can support him to go further on the road of arresting the police.

"Maybe..." After pondering for a long time, Guan Tilia whispered three weak words, "Not yet."

"But I have confidence!" As if making a promise to himself, and as if giving an explanation to everyone, Guan Lin quickly added, "I have experienced the most desperate darkness, since I survived that year, I Just believe that no difficulty can break me."

And, that was the road my father had walked.Perhaps walking down this same path would bring him closer to his father.This can be regarded as a different kind of nostalgia.

Feng Qiwu drank the wine in the glass noncommittally. When everyone thought that he would no longer continue this topic, his lips moved lightly, and an inaudible voice was only heard by the two people at the end. in the ear.

"Learn more from your friends."

"He is a man who can see the light even in the dark."

Jian Zhiheng was slightly taken aback, and when he looked at Feng Qiwu again, he had already turned his gaze away, as if nothing had happened.But he really heard what he said just now, and he was really happy about it.

At least he accepted a little bit of his own ideas.

This small step is a rare big step for him.

……

After the banquet that day, although everyone hadn't made peace yet, the isolation of the commander finally disappeared, and everyone recognized Feng Qiwu as the commander-in-chief.

However, when most people carried out his orders, they were still somewhat reluctant.You even push me to give way, turning the fierce resistance into a kind of "cold violence" of passive coping.

On this day, Feng Qiwu and Lu Hongyu each rode a war horse, and led a group of virtual soldiers to inspect the mines.

Naturally, this task was forced on his head after everyone shirked it one after another.

Probably because of guilt, those who rejected him all reminded him to take care of himself before leaving. Ye Shuo also advised him to run away immediately when he found something wrong, and don't make Feng Qiwu a scapegoat.

Everyone's words are very scary. It is impossible to say that Lu Hongyu doesn't care at all.Therefore, although he did feel that Feng Qiwu had changed during this period of time, he was still a little uneasy, and while lightly reining in the horse, he was always alert to changes around him.

When the two of them reached an open grassland, Feng Qiwu suddenly stopped.

"City Lord..." Lu Hongyu could only turn his horse's head and gallop back again, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qiwu swept around indifferently, and said in a deep impatient voice: "Didn't you realize that the situation here is not right?"

Lu Hongyu was stunned, his spiritual consciousness came out of his body, and after careful sensing, he really sensed an awe-inspiring murderous intent.That feeling, as if the hunter opened his net, waiting for the dull prey to step in by itself.

"Ambush?"

At the same time, he couldn't help screaming inwardly.On the way out, he was too busy to guard against Feng Qiwu, but ignored the changes in the external environment.If the enemy made a sneak attack just now, I'm afraid he would be the first living target!

But Feng Qiwu didn't pay any attention, his eyes outlined by the thick shadows were cautiously scanning every corner of the grass.The flowers and leaves move automatically without wind, because they are deterred by the powerful coercion he radiates, the air is so dignified that it seems that sparks will burst, and the sense of crisis that is about to explode swims on every curved grass stem.

Suddenly, the grass on the opposite side slowly parted, and a group of people in group A leisurely walked in front of them as if stepping into another dimension.

There are three generals leading the team, one is Yan Yueque. Anyway, after the trial begins, he will participate in every battle, big or small, so it is not surprising that he will appear here.There are two other people who are unfamiliar in appearance, but the fluctuations of spiritual power exuding from their bodies show their superior strength, which cannot be underestimated.

Feng Qiwu unhurriedly rolled over and dismounted, and disdainfully swept past several people's faces.The two unfamiliar generals seemed to be directly ignored by him as background boards.His gaze soon fell directly on the person in front.

"Yan Yueque, the jumping clown of your group A has come out to show his eyes again?"

Turning around, he joked maliciously: "There are mountains and rivers here, and the scenery is pleasant. Why, is this the cemetery chosen for you?"

Yan Yueque was not angry either, she smiled slightly and replied, "It was chosen for you."

"Let me introduce you." He pointed at a strange general beside him, "This is the astrologer of our A team, Qi Yu. Every important battle in our A team is indispensable. How about asking him to calculate a divination for you, too?"

Na Qi was not very handsome, dressed in coarse linen, wearing a square hat, and holding a banner, he looked like a fortune teller.

However, this person does have some background.He was born in a famous gossip family, he learned astrology since he was a child, and he was also a first-class outstanding student in the sect.

He also has an eldest brother, Qi Suan, who is a genius among gossip masters.The teacher inside the sect once commented that with his talent, it is not impossible to calculate the unsolved mysteries of the world in the future.

This sentence alone is enough to show his profound attainments in gossip.

However, there have always been rumors in the gossip world that calculating the secrets of the gossip is not tolerated by the Dao of heaven and earth, so the life span of gossip masters is generally shorter than ordinary people.The deeper the attainment, the more secrets are measured and calculated, and the shorter the lifespan will be.Therefore, I really don't know whether it is luck or misfortune to make achievements in the Bagua master and his party.

This trip, the two of them entered the Heavenly Palace Gate together. Perhaps due to the special nature of their occupations, they have always kept a low profile on weekdays. Even among the disciples of the same period, few people have heard of their names.This is really a rare thing among a group of young geniuses who are shining brightly.

In the recent team trial, Qi Suan is at the critical moment of breaking through, and he is still meditating behind closed doors and has not participated in it.Qi Yu was eager to break through himself and seek training in actual combat, so he signed up early.

On weekdays, their brother's attire is naturally not so fussy.But as soon as he entered the trial space, looking at the quaint environment, Qi Yu put on a fortune-teller's signature costume with the mentality of "do as the Romans do as the Romans do".This rustic dress was also teased by others for a long time at first.

In contemporary society, there are many people with the title of gossip masters, but there are very few people who can really calculate the past, present and future.

And the existence of these people also turned the profession of gossip master, which is clearly a "high-end and mysterious", into a low-level profession.When many people hear about gossip masters, they will curl their lips reflexively and say: "Liar!"

In contrast, as a sub-genre of gossip masters, the astrologers are more respected.After all, these people know how to write programs, and they can do something that is more "presentable" in the eyes of others.

At first, Qi Yu was also questioned in the same way.No one wants to believe him, they don't want to hand over the outcome of the war to a liar.

Qi Yu didn't give up, even though other people didn't listen to his calculations, he still tried his best to play with the compass every day, calculating the good or bad of the war.

Several times in succession, the results of the battle were consistent with his calculations. At first, everyone regarded it as a coincidence, but when the same coincidence happened repeatedly, everyone's attitude towards him finally changed from initial doubts to complete submission.At the same time, they also believed that there is indeed such a thing as the right time and place for war.

At this time, Qi Yu just twirled his fingers and made impromptu calculations.

"Feng Qiwu, there are good and bad people's luck. Maybe you have always been smooth sailing, but today, you will exhaust your luck here. In other words, this is the place where you will die."

"Gossip Master?" Feng Qiwu sneered and glanced at Yan Yueque, "I didn't expect you to believe this?"

Then, he turned to Qi Yu again: "Since you can pinch and count, have you ever calculated your own death date?"

Without waiting for Qi Yu to answer, he pretended to be stunned and said, "Oh, I forgot, you gossip masters can't calculate themselves. It doesn't matter, then I will do a fortune telling for you."

He didn't even need to put on a show anymore, he put down a death-defying declaration word for word.

"Your death... is today!"

With a movement of his figure, he turned into a pitch-black phantom, passing by several meters away, attacking like a ghost.

Everyone has seen this kind of weird feeling in the group battle arena.

Yan Yueque didn't even move his footsteps, and issued an attack command to the virtual soldier.Looking at the virtual soldiers rushing forward, he still folded his hands and watched quietly in place.

In just a few short breaths, the place where Feng Qiwu passed, the virtual soldiers almost died after touching their bodies.Whether it was his Poison Master method or the tyrannical strength of the Heaven-reaching Realm expert, it was obvious that this group of minion soldiers could not handle it.

Lu Hongyu immediately put his hand on the barrel of the gun and wanted to step forward to help, but before he could mobilize his spiritual power, a cold sound transmission entered his mind.

"You don't need to intervene! I can clean up these ants by myself."

Since Feng Qiwu said so, if he tried to intervene forcibly, he might only feel that he was underestimating him, so Lu Hongyu could only stop resentfully.But at this time, his eyes are still cautiously patrolling the battlefield, and his spiritual power is always accumulating in his body, maintaining the best state for fighting.

He always felt a little strange about the scene in front of him. The people in group A should also know Feng Qiwu's strength, and they dare to be so arrogant, except that they are blind and arrogant, most of them came prepared.

But Feng Qiwu is not a reckless person, he can not be afraid of the enemy's attack, maybe he also has a perfect strategy... Lu Hongyu comforted himself like this for the time being.

Feng Qiwu's figure was like the wind, he shuttled back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked down all the virtual soldiers who rushed towards him.And under his deliberate manipulation, a strange scene that Lu Hongyu had never seen before also happened in front of everyone.

Those virtual soldiers who were already lying on the ground with their health bars down to zero, they were clearly dying, did not disappear into data as usual, but were shrouded in a black mist, with their faces completely flushed. As black as iron, they stood up straight, and a gloomy and dead air was overflowing from their bodies.

But this time, they gathered around Feng Qiwu.

After the initial shock, everyone present could see that these soldiers had been refined into undead warriors.

No matter the enemy or us, as long as there is a war, there will be the dead, and these dead, under the control of the power of the underworld, can all stay in the yang world and become immortal warriors.That is to say, no matter what kind of loss the two sides have, they will become supplementary forces for their own side.

In addition, when these ghost soldiers are not afraid of pain, their strength will only become stronger and more difficult!To defeat the leader of such an undead army, apart from crushing with absolutely overwhelming strength, Lu Hongyu really can't imagine how to completely defeat him.

The ability of the necromancer... is it so terrifying?No wonder, Feng Qiwu has always been able to perform with ease.

"Yan Yueque, thank you for sending me the supplies." After feeling that the newborn undead warriors were all connected to his soul, Feng Qiwu smiled cruelly, and approached the front again step by step like a ghost of death. , "To thank you, I will let you die happily later."

Yan Yueque saw these methods with his own eyes, and at first he focused his attention for a while, but then, he showed his face again and said with a calm smile: "The winner is not decided, it's best not to talk too much."

Feng Qiwu sneered: "In the arena, you are my defeated opponent, and I don't believe you can turn the world upside down!"

Lifting his palm lightly, a mass of black energy carrying a destructive air pressure was slowly accumulating in his palm.

And the direction of this dangerous attack is precisely that Qi Yu who is twitching his five fingers and who is calculating something!

Obviously, Feng Qiwu was very upset by this person's death prophecy.

First of all, he is going to take this guy to the knife!

(End of this chapter)