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Chapter 200 City of Mercy ([-])
Holding the soft glutinous dumpling in one hand, and waving the cold electric long whip with the other, there were mournful howls wherever he went, and in a blink of an eye, among the dozens of guards in the Mu Mansion, none of them was standing with all four limbs intact.

The remaining electricity from the long whip swung down "crack!" The ground was like a snow-white flying fish burrowing and swimming around, so frightened that Gui Xiu jumped to dodge quickly. The whip was black and thick but soft. Wind, frost, snow, dew, cold light, who dares to go up and take this whip for nothing.

As a result, the crowd dispersed in the passage connecting the suburban priest and the altar. The man hugged the child tightly and strode out of the Wusu Street.

Mu Nanxue's face was livid, and she summoned her natal weapon to make a move, but she was grabbed by the eldest lady of the Mu family.

She said in a cold tone, "Axue."

"sister!"

Mu Nanxue looked at her, not understanding why her sister wanted to stop her.

"Nan Xue, that person is definitely not practicing Qi, and the magical weapon in his hand is definitely not an ordinary spiritual weapon. I don't want you to get hurt. Besides... that child is not that important. If you continue to entangle with him, I'm afraid it will hurt you." Delayed our business."

Her tone was flat and gentle, she seemed to be persuading and avoiding evil, and she was judging the situation.

The man's arrogant tone just now was not just talking nonsense, he had enough confidence to crush everyone present.

Miss Mu Nan couldn't see through his cultivation, anyone could see him as just a mediocre Qi training layer, but once he made a move, it was unmatched.

"But sister, what about the face of our Mu family? That child is not important, but now he is stepping on our face and playing with power!" Mu Nanxue retorted angrily.

When Mu Nanxue yelled, the others heard it too. The ghost cultivators who were watching and avoiding the danger cast gloomy eyes at them, and the guards of the Mu Mansion who were lying on the ground were trembling with pain, their faces turned pale. Pale and ashamed.

Everyone in Shuofang City knows that Miss Mu's family went out for a big event some time ago, so she needs to rest for a while since she was injured, and she can't do anything casually to prevent the old injury from recurring.

But speaking of it, since Miss Mu's family has been here in Fengdu for so long, although various speculations and rumors have spread about Miss Mu's affairs miraculously, no one has really seen her ability.

She is... really capable, right?

I've only heard that the dignity of the strong should not be offended, so... she was really hurt so badly?
Just because of the appearance of such an ugly man, they seemed to have broken the perfect mirror image of Miss Mu's family, and had a little doubt about her.

Miss Mu's family didn't know what kind of rumors and gossips her "bear the burden of humiliation" would attract her in the future.

"Ye Jin is out of customs, he will definitely come to see me, let's deal with our business first, and we'll talk about these things later."

When she heard that Gu Yejin was coming, although Mu Nanxue still breathed deeply, she was still persuaded by Miss Mu Nan.

But Huaju was flustered and anxious when he heard Miss Mu's words. He knew that she was planning to give up Hualu, but he didn't want to.

He is currently on the twelfth level of Qi training, unable to control weapons and space, and can only rely on his legs. He was about to catch up, but was stopped at the same place by the eldest lady of the Mu family.

"Hua Jie, if you intend to catch up, then I won't wait for you to come back."

Huadu's feet were filled with lead, and she couldn't take another step.

His expression flashed through the struggle of choice, and finally, the eyelashes drooped, and the pair of Lu Che's eyes that no one noticed were full of viciousness: "Little one, I got it."

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On the outskirts of Baili City, Mercy City, the cold black air gushing from the ground almost merged with the sky, as if an endless night was about to fall.

After Fu Wanyan judged the position, he threw out the formation flag in his hand, and it hit the square of Qianyuan in four colors of purple, red, green and orange.

As soon as the formation flag was stuck into the ground, it spread out with a "hula", using it as a reference point to pull out an isolation formation that went straight to the sky. , the mummy rushing out.

Driven by ghost energy, they open a pair of black and evil eyes, yearning for bloodthirsty and flesh irrationally.

Roar--

Chenghong stretched out his wide sleeves, stepped on the lotus under his feet, standing in mid-air like a white crane in the clouds.

His thumb and index finger were clasped together, and he swung his palm like a wave. The golden light of spiritual light expanded and pressed down from his palm, and dispersed the dense miasma that suffocated the mouth and nose.

Lu Ziyin waved his sword with his short waist, and Jian Guangye pierced through the clamoring ghost energy. He quickly made a soil mark, and propped his palm on the ground. Immediately, the howling air created a wave of half a foot of earth. The stone and soil walls that were smashed and collapsed by the mummified corpses will be fed back and sent back.

Yan Tianjiao flew a beam of sub-zero blue light into ropes, and quickly circled them, turning countless times in one breath, and quickly erected a solid ice more than five inches thick to form a new wall.

The four of them completed the cooperation together in a very short period of time, which can be regarded as temporarily stopping the actions of these mummies.

"Why did these mummy suddenly come alive?"

Lu Ziyin twirled the sharp sword and transformed it into a romantic fan again. He patted the dust on his body in distaste.

Yan Tianjiao covered himself with a layer of spiritual power as early as the first time, unlike Lu Ziyin who was unresponsive,
He had just used his spiritual power, and the frosty air lingered on his brows, and his phoenix eyes flickered, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Live? It should be too dead to die."

Lu Ziyin turned a deaf ear to the poisonous snake's words, but turned to look at Chenghong. Naturally, he had to ask a professional about such matters.

Chenghong floated to the ground, his body was not stained with dust, he twirled the rosary in his hand, and said calmly: "These people should have been drained of blood and died by an extremely evil technique. The three souls and seven souls are not in their bodies, and the souls of life and death disappear. There is a kind of sorcery called rigor, and they have a lot of resentment because they have been tortured before death. Therefore, whenever someone does some corpse refining techniques, they will completely become each other. The killing tool in your hand..."

Lu Ziyin was startled: "Who is using these mummy?" He thought for a while: "Could it be someone from Fengdu did it?"

After listening to Chenghong's narration, Yan Tianjiao thought of one thing: "City of Mercy just mentioned the matter of the Blood Slave, and now there are these zombies. Could it be that someone wants to use these things to deal with City of Mercy, or... Are you trying to deal with us?"

Lu Ziyin's expression also became serious: "We came to Fengdu to deal with the blood slaves for Mercy City, and now we just happened to bump into each other. According to what the master said, these mummies might have been blood slaves before they were alive, and they became what they are now after death. It's a strange thing that is neither ghost nor corpse."

Now that they accidentally ran into the situation, what should they do next?
These mummies were miserable enough before they died, but now they have turned into rigors, and they will not survive. I am afraid that in the end they will not even be able to keep a complete corpse.

In the world of mortals, people think that after the corpse is cremated, they cannot be reborn in the next life, which is also disrespectful to their parents. In the world of comprehension, although such sayings have not been paid attention to, it is also a very serious disservice to the deceased if the corpse is used to commit crimes after death. offense.

"Keeping it can only be a disaster, let it go to the ground."

Yan Tianjiao was not as sentimental as Lu Ziyin, he did not feel compassion for these evil things, since he was dead, he should return to ashes, ashes as dust.

Into the soil, for safety.

A layer of icy blue light appeared on his body, and when he stamped his feet, a burst of ice cracked and extremely cold struck the zombified body imprisoned by the solid ice and the formation flag from under his feet.

Hundreds of zombified corpses were still hitting and screaming until they were unconsciously covered in ice and turned into lumps of ice that could not move. Their eyes were still open.

Lu Ziyin glanced away, Fu Wanyan looked at it indifferently, Yan Tianjiao shook his palm lightly, and then responded with a "bang", the ice lump cracked open, and the broken corpse wrapped in the ice surface shattered to the ground.

Although rigor is a corpse in the first place, it won't hurt, bleed, or die again, but it can't move if it's broken into pieces like this.

At this time, Chenghong stepped forward, and the Buddhist beads in his hands were twisted between his wrists, and when they floated up into the sky, they became huge. He sat cross-legged on the spot, closing his eyes and chanting.

The Sanskrit culture is full of golden light, and then gradually spreads out softly, the ice is melted by the heat, and the Sanskrit singing turns into a great compassion from a low rhyme, enveloping the world in this solemn and magnificent Buddha light.

In an instant, the black air from the corpse's body gradually seeped out, forming an extremely strong resentment, but when the black resentment floated up, it dissipated without a trace under the light of the bright and precious golden light.

boom!
The ground collapsed into a large pit, and the corpses of those crushed ice sank, and they were finally buried in the ground for safety.

After Yan Tianjiao and Chenghong, one Wu and one Wen settled all this, Lu Ziyin said with some worry: "We have to rush to Mercy City as soon as possible, if these mummies are really blood slaves, then how can the other party control so many blood slaves at once?" Use a picture?"

"After all, it's not the intention to save all sentient beings." Yan Tianjiao concluded directly with a sneer.

Seeing that the matter had come to an end, Fu Wanyan suddenly said at this moment: "I just saw a figure coming out of the ruined temple in an extremely evasive way outside, and he was heading towards the City of Mercy."

The three of them looked at her together.

Yan Tianjiao's eyes were like cold stars: "You let him go like this?"

Lu Ziyin looked at her disapprovingly.

Wei Chenghong's expression resembles that Buddha sees all living beings unchanged.

Fu Wanyan glanced at them, put her hands on her belly, and straightened her back, she said: "Since the master told me to do the task of responding outside, I will definitely not leave at will like this, if you really encounter danger inside Didn't I make a big mistake when I rescued him. Besides, since I saw that person's whereabouts suspicious, I wouldn't really do nothing. I set a tracking symbol on him, as long as he didn't leave the area of ​​Fengdu, I can find him."

What she said made the matter clear, there was no misunderstanding, and even what she did was impeccable. This woman is a person with a brain. No wonder Wushuangjie sent her such a low-level person to deal with it. The "blood slave" incident in Mercy City.

The atmosphere among the four was a little quiet for a while.

But at this moment, the ghostly aura that covered the surroundings and made people feel like a glow scattered around. If they hadn't been purified by humans, they would only be consumed by the world very slowly, but at this time it was Like a pool of stagnant water being smashed into a big hole, the ghost energy quickly dissipated...

"What's the matter?"

They suddenly looked at Chenghong, who was staring and thinking, obviously he was not responsible for purifying the ghost energy.

Who did that?
The enchantment formed by the ghost energy was already fragile, and the real scene belonging to the sky outside was revealed bit by bit. They looked forward and saw that when the black mist that concealed their eyes was dissipated by the wind, the hazy light and shadow Among them, a tall man in a white cloak was walking towards this side.

The sky outside is dark and low, and the wind is misty. I don’t know when the snow has fallen. When the crystal snowflakes fall, they look like jade butterflies dancing. The blue hair was intertwined with the fluff on the edge of the cloak, flying lightly.

But he is not alone, there is a small figure beside him.

The little doll walked steadily in the snow, one hand was being led, the other was pressed in front of his chest, he was wearing a priest-style robe with buttons and a slanted front, and a small cloak on his body, but he He didn't wear a hat like an adult.

The big and the young came from such a gray background, but they seemed to be the only bright and vivid colors embellished. Traveling through thousands of mountains and wading through thousands of waters, their journeys are all a different kind of landscape painting.

Boom, boom, boom—

Fu Wanyan's eyes were slightly dazed, and she kept staring at the white and pure figure of Mu Shuang. For some reason, looking at him, she felt a sense of destiny.

"Father, there is someone in front."

A crunchy, soft and sweet sound of a baby.

It turned out that this was a father and son.

"Ah."

"Father, let's borrow the way from them."

"Cough—you go"

The man's body didn't seem to be in good condition. He coughed several times during the walk, and his fingers holding the little doll were evenly white, and even the falling snowflakes were not so beautiful. collection.

The little baby let go of his father's hand, and he adjusted his clothes a little before walking towards them.

When they got closer, they could see clearly that the little doll was really pretty.

Xuezhi is as cute as an exquisite noble doll.

"This master, the two older brothers, and the younger sister, can you tell me where this place is? My father and I seem to have lost our way in the snow." He opened a pair of innocent and clear eyes, and looked at them sweetly. Sweet smile.

Lu Ziyin glanced at the child's father who was walking slowly behind, and then turned his gaze to the little baby in front of him: "You really are a cute little baby, where are you and your father going?"

"Of course we're going...to where we're going." He asked with a smile.

Lu Ziyin was taken aback when he heard the words, mainly because he didn't expect to hear these words from such a little milk doll. He couldn't help laughing "haha—" for a while, then turned his head and joked to Chenghong: " Master, this little boy is your apprentice, there must be some mystery hidden in these words."

Compared with Lu Ziyin's euphemistic way of probing, Yan Tianjiao passed the little milk baby, and asked the man directly with a frosty face: "Why did you come here? The ghost barrier just now is yours. opened?"

(End of this chapter)