Abyss Express

Foreword:

The sword is as dark as water, reddish and wet with remaining blood.

——Wen Tingyun

[Part ①·Retribution for suicide]

The next morning, when the sun shone into the Guanyin Cave, the little demon who was watching the door hid in - Xueming knew that Wu Xiuwen had successfully held back the Buddha carver.

Although I don’t know what tricks this kid used or what lies he told, the Buddha carver did not come to the mountain. This is the best result.

Like the devils in most mythical legends, blood monsters like to do business. In order to pretend to be human and put on the mask of benevolence, justice and morality, this is also a weakness.

It is precisely because these monsters have to do superficial things and require people to willingly give their essence. Only Wu Xiuwen had the opportunity to deceive the devil - this clever boy was so eloquent that he would definitely be able to think of a way. He just needed courage, a lot of courage.

The insignificant role has been eliminated, and in the next stage, Xueming has to go to work.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon King went to find the scapegoat. He wanted to follow the doctor's instructions, hold the beaded arm and the doctor's dummy head to interrogate the culprit, show off his momentum, and catch the Buddha carver off guard - but he couldn't find the gold. Xu, asked all the way to Yuehe Pass, the little demons said that Taoist Jinxu had come down the mountain, and he brought the ancient spirits and Guan Xiangxiang with him.

Baimu became nervous, and instead of returning to the Demon Cave immediately, he chased after him.

At this moment, Jiang Xueming, who was far away in Guanyin Cave, began to take the next step.

He told Fairy Zhuzhu, "I want to take a nap. I'm really tired from traveling these days."

Zhuzhu didn't think much and pointed to the stone platform next to the alchemy furnace room: "Just sleep with me and don't go far away. Ah Zhen! Ah Hui!"

The two little demons guarding the cave immediately obeyed the order.

"exist!"

Fairy Zhuzhu ordered: "Serve the Royal Physician, keep an eye on him and don't let him move around at will."

Jiang Xueming made a request: "Mother, I want to take a rest."

Fairy Zhuzhu: "Untie it in front of me."

Jiang Xueming didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm afraid it's not right? If the Demon Lord knows about this."

"How dare he know?!" Zhuzhu completely turned her face and stared at the two little demons fiercely. This was obviously meant for the personal maid.

But after thinking about it again and again, Zhuzhu still felt that it would not be good to open the champagne in advance——

——Baimou is not dead yet! Wake up!

With this thought in mind, Zhuzhu calmed down her emotions and spoke to one of the maids.

"Ah Hui, go with him, don't let him escape."

The maid in green clothes on the right side of the cave hall responded and followed Jiang Xueming.

Seeing that the two of them were out of sight, Zhuzhu waited for a while. After half a stick of incense, she was still uneasy. Just when she was about to call Azhen to look for them, Jiang Xueming came back.

"Here we come! Concubine!"

Fairy Zhuzhu was suspicious by nature, so she saw the imperial doctor sitting down by the stone platform, gradually changing into a semi-paralyzed posture.

The spider monster asked: "Ah Hui, apart from handing over, what else did the doctor do?"

Ah Hui immediately replied: "Just relieve myself."

Zhuzhu asked: "Are you staring?"

Ah Hui: "I'm staring."

Zhuzhu smiled and said: "Where is his wishful treasure? Do you see clearly?"

Ah Hui lowered her head, as if she was shy——

"——I don't dare to take a closer look, it's your mother's thing."

"Hahahahaha!" Fairy Zhuzhu was very satisfied with this answer. "What a slave! If you dare to look carefully, I will dig out your eyes!"

After a while, the imperial doctor fell asleep.

Zhuzhu felt itchy at the sight and moved her swollen and heavy limbs, wanting to use her hands and feet to play with Zhang Congfeng.

Ah Hui said quickly, "Mother, do you want me to carry him over?"

Zhuzhu shouted: "It doesn't matter, I have the strength, don't dirty the imperial doctor's clothes. He will not smell good if he is stained with the fishy smell of you, a bee demon."

When Zhuzhu climbed to the edge of the stone platform, half of his body was hanging in the air, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

The imperial doctor was out of breath——

——To be specific, he looked dead and his heartbeat was gone!

The original sweet smell and strong blood energy have all disappeared! This is a corpse!

"Ah Hui! Ah Hui! How did he die!?"

Zhuzhu screamed and couldn't figure out the reason.

"You were fine just now! You were still talking! Why did you die in the blink of an eye?! Then you became cold after falling asleep!"

"Ah Hui! Did you hurt him?!"

Ah Hui didn't dare to speak at the side——

——Empress Zhuzhu stared at Azhen fiercely again.

"Is this mortal roasted to death by erysipelas and evil fire? He has obviously consumed fresh honey!"

Azhen was also in a daze: "I don't know either! Your Majesty! The noble man did drink fairy honey, and he took a small sip after entering the cave."

"How can a small mouthful not be enough! You deserve to die! You ruined my abortion doctor! I want you to be buried with him!" Empress Zhuzhu was furious, grabbed Azhen's hair, and threw her out with extraordinary force. Immediately, there was a baby on the wall. The beach is filled with bright red blood mud.

The butterfly monster showed its true form, and Azhen breathed out her last breath, and died with broken bones and flesh.

Zhuzhu turned around, ready to vent her anger on Ah Hui.

At this time, Zhang Congfeng, who was originally stiff and stiff, straightened up again.

"Empress! Don't harm it!"

Zhuzhu suddenly felt surprised and horrified. What kind of gods and monsters are these imperial doctors from the Nine Realms? They actually know how to revive the dead and hold their breath. Not even a beat of your heart?

It lay prone on the ground, raised its chest, raised its head, and turned around to take a closer look, but it still couldn't feel Zhang Congfeng's energy - it looked like a dead person no matter what!

This huge monster with three faces and three heads suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart! There was a burning pain in my vest!

It was so messed up that it waved its arms to get rid of the obstructive doctor in front of it. The corpse rolled to the ground, its neck was broken, and it could not speak.

Only then did Zhuzhu discover that from the spine vest of "Zhang Congfeng", from the throat and torso, and from the limbs, there were silver wires, just like the ropes holding the doll!

It was panic-stricken and could not distinguish such magical powers. It could only feel the spiritual power stirring up the pain in its back and the sword energy overflowing! He looked up and saw that the little maid who originally obeyed his words - "Ah Hui" had murderous intent in her eyes. She grabbed one of its arms, stepped on its spine, stepped on the gourd-shaped belly joint, and grabbed a handful. The red and shiny bone-picking knife was covered with sticky and smelly blood!

"you dare!"

Just as an excuse to pee, Xueming replaced the face with a peeling tree, killed the little monster guarding the cave, and replaced it with his own face - this was a simple ambush and assassination. The knife sent by the enemy is also easy to use.

Fairy Zhuzhu's essence composition is very powerful, and the alchemy materials of Huangji Cauldron are in its belly, which also gives it extraordinary spiritual energy and physical strength - if you want to kill this monster, you must completely crush it heart, defeat its will to fight.

Manipulating Ah Hui's body with fragrant dreams and dying in front of Zhu Zhu dressed as "Zhang Congfeng" is intimidation.

Under the guise of Zhuzhu, he killed Azhen to vent his anger and vigor.

Finally, the decoy bomb was released, and then a sneak attack was carried out in Ah Hui's disguise. It was left without a master, and its three souls and seven souls were no longer in its body.

In this moment, no matter how fast Zhuzhu's mind was spinning, she had no time to think about the threat of death and had no chance to figure out these complicated calculations.

Even if there is even the slightest hesitation, it will die!

It suffered a series of blows both physically and mentally. Its eight limbs were tied into a bow, waving its arms randomly, and hurriedly crawled to the big copper bed. After climbing out a few steps, it received several knife blows——

--not enough!

This witch's blood is too thick!

Xueming grabbed a bunch of Zhuzhu's hair, trying to pull the monster's neck back and cut its throat to deliver a fatal blow, but the monster was too strong! He couldn't find the door to death at all!

Belloberg inserted it into the soft flesh of the old witch's neck again and again, poking open the blood flowers, trying to pull the thorn horizontally to cut an open wound, but as soon as the blade of the knife left the blood vessel, the dark red color of more than 600 degrees Celsius The blade cannot completely destroy its cardiovascular and circulatory systems! The wound is not big enough!

Its regeneration ability is too strong!

Climbing to the side of the copper bed, Zhuzhu finally found the protective weapon. Her six eyes gradually became clear, and she regained her will to fight!

"Son of a bitch!"

It still doesn't know who the assassin is in front of it.

"Ah Hui! I treat you well! You want to kill me? How dare you kill me?!"

This giant spider monster rolled around like a lazy donkey, trying to crush the enemy on its back to death.

Xueming rolled over and jumped on the backrest and pillars of the copper bed. He was thrown out by this strange force and fell back to the layers of floors in the cave, looking like he was facing a formidable enemy.

In the blink of an eye, the pus and blood spurting out of Fairy Zhuzhu's throat had completely stopped. The dozen or so stab wounds healed without medicine. She lifted the sword box from the side of the copper bed. Standing upright on two legs to collect weapons, each of its six arms holds a sword.

This is also Yuzhenzi's swordsmanship, the Shura swordsmanship created by Empress Zhuzhu herself.

"Let me ask you! Why didn't you respond? Are you too guilty of a thief to respond?!"

Jiang Xueming looked stern and was observing the length of the weapon and calculating the range and attack speed of the beads.

"Why did your Majesty say this?"

"You killed my doctor! You still want to harm me?! I know!" Empress Zhuzhu raised her arms and snorted coldly, and the six swords suddenly whistled, and this soft and dark energy caused a strange and inexplicable sword sound.

Jiang Xueming's head tilted——

——He was shocked in his heart, and his body was unbalanced by the sound of the sword, and there was severe pain in his ears.

Zhuzhu sneered and said: "Huh! You must be greedy! You heard about the good deeds between me and the noble! You want to take my head to get a reward from Bai Mu? You must want to be a fairy? Look in the mirror without peeing! Are you worthy? ?”

[Part ②·Decision]

Xueming couldn't stop panting. The vestibular organ in his ear was damaged by the sound wave attack. He just felt like the world was spinning and it was difficult to move forward. If Zhuzhu hadn't talked nonsense and didn't have fragrant dreams to protect him, he would have turned into pieces of meat!

This powerful sword skill is the same as Pankrasin used when the fragrant dream, spirit and flesh are combined into one, possessing very terrifying destructive power!

He needed some time and casually said——

"——You like your husband, and I also like your husband. Shouldn't we be friends?"

"Joke!" Empress Zhuzhu came to kill with her sword.

In an instant, the chaotic sword movement caused a bloody storm. Xueming initially wanted to use Belloberg to block the attack with his sword. He had seen Yu Zhenzi's martial arts routines and wanted to find space to lay a wire trap.

But when he saw the six slender arms above his head urging the sword to fall like rain, his sense of balance was completely lost. His fingers were still hidden in Ah Hui's skin, and he could not use the hypnotic power of fragrant dreams!

Zhuzhu is huge, and the weapons in his hands are not as small as Yu Zhenzi's. To a mortal, the weapons in the hands of this six-armed Guanyin Bodhisattva are five feet long. Every time he attacks, they are powerful and heavy, like hammer blows. The power of the ax!

For a moment, Xueming's body made a crisp sound, and the fragrant dream did not dare to leave the body, turning into an iron bastard rolling around on the ground.

After attacking for twelve times, Zhuzhu finally reached the point where the Shura Swordsman could adjust his breathing and regain his strength. His face was filled with disbelief. With so many arms, he couldn't even see the person under the sword - the shadow of the sword that was thrown out could still be intact. human body? !

There were cracks and slashing wounds everywhere on the rock wall of the stone platform. Ah Hui's skin was half-broken, and Xueming's face was covered with blood. I just saved a small life from Zhuzhu's slender, slashing and dragging skill.

His face was bruised, and there was an inch-long cut on his temple, which was not deep.

Belloberg was knocked away and plunged into the rock wall of the cave. He had escaped long ago. The strength of this spider spirit was unbelievable, and even Fragrant Dream could not match it.

Xueming has a clear heart. Without a suitable weapon, he will never be a match for this monster.

As the door to the enemy, his right arm was the most severely injured. In these twelve short rounds and thirty seconds, this arm suffered more than fifty blows, stabs, drags and cuts. , Occasionally, you can see the dexterous stabbing with the sword bent like a whip - Empress Zhuzhu has perfected the weapon in her hand, and the stabbing with a sudden turning of the head like a poisonous snake, Fragrant Dream can't stop it!

If it weren't for the defensive posture of this set of sword moves, which gave him the physical strength of the blood monster, Xueming would not have any chance to rest. After his body was out of balance, he could only be passively beaten to death.

"Pfft!——"

Piles of blood spattered from Xueming's arm, and the skin and flesh of the injured area were completely opened.

When Zhuzhu saw half of "Ah Hui's" face exposed from her skin, she was speechless, ashamed and angry——

——The person you originally chose and decided to sleep with is actually an assassin? !

At this moment, Zhuzhu's dream was shattered, and she was extremely angry. If the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord really listened to Zhang Congfeng's lies and wanted to fight with the Buddha carver, Heifeng Ridge would be in disaster!

It cursed loudly.

"Son of a bitch!"

Jiang Xueming didn’t respond, he couldn’t hear——

——Both ears were full of blood and completely blocked. The good news is that the vestibular organ seems to have regained some function.

He had no time to search for a panacea to treat his injuries. In this high-speed environment, any unnecessary action of drinking medicine would only lead to death.

Seeing the Six Swords attacking again, Xueming moved!

This time he changed his fighting method, calling on the fragrant dream to pull his limbs, and ran away. He never dared to take a step into the sword circle. He stared closely at the two legs Zhuzhu used to stay upright. That step was the difference between life and death. The distance is his only advantage.

In order to maintain the balance of her upper limbs, this old witch must sacrifice the speed of advancement and persecution. There are very few gestures of sacrificing her life to kill, just like the spherical sword girth used by Tamaki after tearing open the skin - maybe its killing efficiency is very high, but it The speed of chasing the target is very slow, at least in Xueming's eyes, its moving speed is much slower than Fragrant Fantasy.

This combat technique is like a spider web. The prey will become weaker and weaker after entering the spider web. Zhuzhu's sword is very clever. The sword skills it weaves together under the linkage of six arms will repeatedly confirm the attack dynamics of the prey, and then confirm the position of the prey. However, there is no execution action of opening and closing the six swords to assassinate the prey at the same time, because this action will To unbalance its body——

"——SD!"

Xueming shouted loudly to the spirit in her body.

A strip of satin emerged from the palm of his hand. It was a fabric woven from the hair of the big steel cat.

The heavy sword danced in the hands of Fairy Zhuzhu, and she continued to follow Jiang Xueming's retreating figure - and saw Xueming pulling the spirit cloth and sliding all the way back to the four pillars of the copper bed. Behind Xueming, the jumbled sword blades fluttered out against the cold wind, and there were dangerous murderous intentions everywhere.

Zhuzhu advanced again, almost making a big circle, and when he was about to catch up, he raised his sword and struck angrily with hatred - but his arm suddenly broke!

Suddenly, it was sweating coldly, and kept giving way, instead of going to the end like Yu Zhen did. After seeing the slender silver threads in Lingluo's tent, he realized that he had been ambushed and gained a memory.

Its broken arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, its five fingers grew back, and it sneered: "You little kid!"

Xueming still didn't speak. He tore off the last bit of human skin, threw away the disguise of the bee demon Ah Hui, found a gap in the distance, searched for fairy honey from his underwear, smeared it on his arms, and at the same time kicked up Zhu Zhu's broken arm. , get these swords.

"Come!--"

He faced the enemy with his sword level, raised his sword to the level of his eyebrows and bowed slightly. He did not adopt a posture of being leveled, and his strides were extremely small, indicating that he was not planning to run away.

This challenging behavior immediately angered Empress Zhuzhu——

——It doesn’t care about the immortal fetus in its belly. At this moment, this weird doctor in front of it is ridiculous as a human being. He actually wants to use his mortal body to kill the immortal?

This is like an antelope actively seeking a fight with a lion! I am so impatient! It's an unforgivable insult!

Zhuzhu doesn’t know, doesn’t understand——

——It has never been to the other side of the sea and does not know how terrible the gunsmith is after getting the weapon. Of course it will be confused and angry.

This insect had just been beaten and was crawling all over the ground. Why did it suddenly gain courage?

In the second round of the battle, Zhuzhu approaches with a sword, but Xueming refuses to dodge.

The Six-Armed Shura was missing one sword on the right, so he chose three swords on the left to start, and hit him head-on and face-to-face——

——In an instant, the wind blew and thunder roared.

The white rainbow pierced through its three arms, pierced the wrists of the three arms on the left side of the body, pierced the elbow, and then took the big arm closest to the head and broke it into two! The king of hell kicked open its door of death!

The flexible cartilage is exposed, and even the damage is not visible! It was completely cut along the tendons! Not a single trace of bone residue will fall out!

Zhuzhu's eyes were horrified, and when he reacted, he took the left again, only for one round!

This fierce god had stepped on its belly and climbed up its waist and crotch along with the sword. It moved with the sword like a swimming dragon. A god with a silver helmet and an iron face appeared from its back. He took the big sword from the hand of the King of Hell and cut it. Head!

Zhuzhu felt like the world was spinning and everything was flying.

It saw its body frozen beside the copper bed, unable to move.

Before it even hit the ground, it saw the straight but slender blade of the sword coming towards it!

Xueming stabbed the head to death on the copper bed, and stabbed it with three swords until all the three skulls sprouted pink brains to prevent resurrection.

He was covered in blood. He spat out a cloudy black clot from his throat and cleared the dirty blood from his trachea. He finally dared to gasp loudly and kept coughing.

Looking at the spindle gold thread next to the bed, the bloated spider body suddenly collapsed and instinctively curled up, like a lotus platform.

——It's dead!