The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 100 Chasing the murderer under the moon
  Does this count as a confession?
  In my previous life, I was a fat otaku who just went to college. How could I ever enjoy the proactive treatment of a beautiful girl? I have no relevant practical experience in this area!

After a while, Zhu Mingyao was still thinking about this issue in his mind.

At this moment, he was among the rugged hills and rocks, jumping up to raise his energy and walking quickly.

He had just followed the car a few kilometers away and escorted everyone onto the interstate highway.

After getting out of the interference range of the magnetite, I used the vehicle-mounted equipment to contact the rear police station. After confirming that they had sent people to support, I turned back, checked the direction, and chased down the mountain.

At this time, the moon was rising. Under the cold moonlight, Zhu Mingyao was three feet above the ground, floating half-floating and half-sinking, with a graceful posture that suddenly looked like an immortal.

It was the dark wind surrounding him that slightly disturbed the scenery. It didn't look like an immortal going out to control his energy, but rather like a demon riding the wind down the mountain.

However, there is nothing he can do about it. With his current level of cultivation, let alone imitating the fairy family in myths and legends, even if he imitates the swordsmanship of various masters in sword fairy novels, he will not be able to do it.

He was able to rush forward in such a floating manner only because the ten Yin soldiers joined together and supported by the blowing Yin wind at his side gave him the feeling of flying away.

Flight is an important part of human fantasy culture.

In Zhu Mingyao's previous life, he often saw the art of flying escape appearing in Xianxia online articles. It seemed not that unusual. Any beginner disciple could fly with a sword, especially in some pseudo-cultivation novels with rough settings, and In fact, this is quite different from the traditional classic description of immortality, folklore, or the current status of Taoist practice in this world.

In orthodox cultivation classics, flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist are actually relatively high-end supernatural powers. Those who can fly into the sky without the help of any magic, just with a breath of true energy, can be called a real person, and their flying ability is far from that of some online games. It's as bad as the ones in Xiuzhen's novels.

It is even reflected in unofficial history novels. For example, the villain Taoist who appears in the novel Jigong's biography has been practicing for the second time. He was born with Su Hui. He has practiced swordsmanship and is proficient in magic. In this world, he is at least an innate expert. It's just as light as a swallow, but it can travel hundreds of miles in a day with the help of divine armor and horses.

There are many descriptions in other folk legends and traditional myths. Ordinary practitioners and even some monsters that have become the weather are no more than "three to five feet above the ground, half wind and half mist, ups and downs" when traveling.

If you can further achieve the goal of "a strong wind blows, it is swept up in the air, and with a sound, it is far away in a moment", it will be considered to be quite powerful.

Those who can transform into a rainbow, golden light, fly through the sky and clouds, and fly away in an instant, must at least touch the edge of the Sanxian karma position. According to the realm of Xuanmen in this world, at least the Yin Shen Zhenren is close to it.

But to truly step on the auspicious clouds and travel around the world in a moment, one must be a true immortal.

Zhu Mingyao is very self-aware. He doesn't have any ambitious ideas about those advanced realms and magical powers. He is already satisfied if he can play the Youth Plus version of Flying with the Wind.

A tall building rises from the ground, and you have a system plug-in by your side. As long as you keep walking steadily, sooner or later, you will transcend the mortal world. Before that, let yourself appreciate the various "scenery" in life.

For example, happy things like beautiful girls kissing each other, kissing each other, kissing each other...

In the barren mountains and ridges, there was no one around. Even if there were occasional hillsides and ravines blocking the road, Zhu Mingyao could easily cross them with just a little effort by relying on the "Divine Movement Technique" and the support of the Yin soldiers. As time went by, he The art of pseudo-wind control becomes more and more proficient and smooth, and the speed of running becomes faster and faster.

Feeling the whistling mountain wind passing by his ears, Zhu Mingyao was so intoxicated that he couldn't help but put aside his children's thoughts just now and focus on tracking the enemy's traces.

More than a dozen kilometers away, a hundred meters in the air, a shadow invisible to the naked eye was suspended above a shallow canyon. Its transparent eyes were silently staring at an inconspicuous half on the side of the canyon. Collapsed mine entrance. Zhu Mingyao just dared to let the enemy escape instead of chasing him immediately. Although it was because he covered the wounded and exited first, it also showed that he was sure that the opponent would not be able to escape from his grasp.

Don't forget that among the two generals he summoned, the Flying Eagle and Dog Generals, in addition to the [Flying Dog General] Huang Dahu who was discovered by the enemy, there is also a [Flying Eagle General] Zhang Jun who has been hiding in the air.

As soon as the fighting started here, he controlled the flying eagle to return reinforcements, and happened to bump into the fleeing Indian wizard Quinn.

[General Flying Eagle] has a pair of spiritual eyes that are good at seeing through illusions. When Quinn escaped, although he used some methods to hide it, he could not hide it from the eyes of the eagle, so he changed his position along the way, erasing the smell, etc. All his little tricks turned out to be useless.

Even in the end, when he thought he had escaped his pursuers, the process of escaping into his hiding place was all under Zhu Mingyao's "sight".

"You didn't actually escape to another place? Instead, you returned to the mine where the flesh puppet was?" Zhu Mingyao frowned slightly and muttered in his heart.

"Is there any reason why he has to come back?"

……

In the dark tunnel.

"Bang!" A muffled sound.

A scarred khaki thin dog finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed into fine sand and gravel. On the ground next to it were black and red ropes torn by it, and a filthy liquid exuding a strong bloody smell. It is slowly flowing out from its fracture.

"You madman, those agents are left to you to deal with. Let my contract spirit leave!" On one side of the stone wall, among the strong ghost lizards tied up with several black and red ropes, the voice of Old Bob was coming. An exasperated voice.

"You still dare to tangle with us here? Official follow-up support will arrive soon!" Old Bob said in a stern voice.

The slimy flesh puppet opposite seemed not to care about his words. From just now, it just stood there minding its own business.

The old black warlock controlled the ghost lizard and struggled a few more times, but he still couldn't break free of the weird black and red rope, and couldn't help but feel anxious secretly.

Just now, a group of deformed monsters with infinite strength and fearlessness suddenly appeared from all around. With the narrow environment in the mine tunnel, it took a lot of effort for him and his brothers to rush out. At this time, they had already touched the At the exit, you can escape before you see it.

It was just that he was a little reluctant to let Old Bob give up this lizard spirit that he had spent a long time cultivating, so he delayed until now.

Just when he was cruel and decided to give up his soul and leave with his brothers, a sinister and smooth voice sounded faintly.

"Don't tell lies that you don't believe. Those federal lackeys won't be able to get here until dawn at the earliest. We have enough time to accomplish what we want to do..."

In the shadows at the entrance of the mine, a human figure gradually emerged. While blocking the way, it also exposed Old Bob's false threats.

(End of this chapter)