Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

"There are ... Living corpses!

Xu Qing was stunned when he heard this, and then reacted.

This living corpse is probably a zombie.

It's just that this Jinzhou City, where the living live, is full of yang, and it doesn't look like a place where living corpses can be bred!

The seriously injured Jin Yiwei took out a blood-stained piece of information from his arms, handed it to Xu Qing tremblingly, and coughed and said:

"Cough, my lord... You don't have to leave me alone, I... It must not be alive, that living corpse... Run into the alley, if you let it break into the homes of the people... That's several more lives! Severe

pain came, and his facial features twisted, and he let out a low roar.

His eyes became stunned, and his body gradually weakened, but he still said with the last trace of strength: "Adult... Go quickly, you can't let those people..." The

voice stopped abruptly.

Xu Qing's eyes became cold, and a thick gloom appeared between his eyebrows.

He carefully leaned the body of the brocade guard, who was still unknown, against the wall.

Then, the figure shook and suddenly disappeared!

In the darkness, a dark light flashed.

Two fires lit up in the depths of Xu Qing's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he advanced nearly a hundred zhang.

The living corpse was obviously injured as well, and there was a faint fishy smell in the air.

The fiery red True Qi roared out from the dantian, and a steady stream of power gathered at Xu Qing's feet.

His speed has increased dramatically!

The smell of rotting blood gradually became stronger, and black blood stains appeared on the bluestone floor.

Xu Qing's footsteps did not stop and came to a corner.

Right now.

"Ugh!"

A scream full of horror came from the house at the end of the alley on the right.

Xu Qing's figure flashed and rushed towards the small courtyard that made a screaming sound.

The next moment.

The courtyard door of the house appeared in front of you.

"Roar..." a

low and hoarse roar came from the courtyard, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

Bang!

Xu Qing's footsteps did not pause at all, and he directly broke through the courtyard door.

Only seen.

In the small courtyard, a tall figure with tattered clothes and stained with black blood stood in the middle of the courtyard.

And in its hand, it is clutching a young woman.

The woman's face was pale, looking at the hideous face that was close at hand, and the black fangs that slowly approached her neck, she was terrified, and her body kept struggling.

Just when two thick fangs were about to pierce the skin of the neck.

Boom!

Before the sound of the long knife unsheathed could be conveyed, the light of the knife was already approaching!

Swish.

The head of the living corpse slipped and suddenly rolled to the ground.

However.

Even so, it is not dead, its mouth is constantly opening and closing, its eyes are fierce, and it emits a silent roar.

As soon as the headless corpse's hand loosened, the young woman fell to the ground.

Her face was bloodless, and it took a long time before she realized that she had been rescued, her mouth open, and she sobbed softly.

From Xu Qing breaking through the gate of the courtyard to him cutting off the heads of living corpses.

The whole process takes less than a breath!

Xu Qing frowned, walked to the living corpse, and after looking at it, poked the tip of the knife.

Poof!

A black and smelly cloud of dirty blood burst out from the skull of a living corpse.

Gray brain pulp flowed down the wound, and the stench was unbearable.

"Ding!"

"Detect the death breath of the Ninth Grade Demon, reward 300 merit points!"

Xu Qing saw that the woman was still crying, so he took out the waist tag of Jin Yiwei from his arms and said softly: "It's okay, you're safe." Seeing

the small token, the woman suddenly stopped crying, the fear in her heart faded like a tide, and a full sense of security was born.

Daming Jinyiwei, the patron saint of the people!

For them, as long as Jin Yiwei comes, then it is really safe.

"You go back to the house first." Xu Qing gestured.

The young woman nodded honestly and quickly returned to the room, not daring to disturb the adult of Jinyiwei to handle the case.

Then, Xu Qing squatted down and probed his fingers on the various acupuncture tunnels of the living corpse.

Finally, he also probed out a True Qi and checked the meridian dantian of the living corpse.

"Was he an ordinary person when he was alive? Died no more than a month??

Xu Qing was puzzled, whispering to himself, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It's just incredible!

If he was a martial artist before his death, it is easy to understand, but the owner of the corpse in front of him has no signs of cultivation in his body, and he is an ordinary person before his death.

At most, the body is stronger, and the blood is stronger.

But these are not the reasons why it can transform into a corpse within a month and transform into a ninth-grade living corpse!

Unless it is the tomb where he is buried, it is a place with a strong yin qi and feng shui fierce to the extreme.

Otherwise, don't talk about the ninth grade, whether it can be corpsed or not is a problem!

Beyond that, there is only one reason that can be explained.

That's what people do!

Xu Qing had heard that in some places there was a trick called refining corpses!

Those who master this trick can "resurrect" corpses and turn them into their own combat tools!

However, because this trick is too detrimental to Yin virtue, it is rare to hear of anyone who can successfully cultivate successfully.

However, at the moment, it seems that someone has indeed cultivated alchemy to a certain level.

Xu Qing stood up and carefully cleaned his hands with the water in the water tank.

Then, he touched the blood-stained information in his arms, and his eyes were cold.

"What a big boldness, daring to attack Jinyiwei..."

he made up his mind.

It doesn't matter who that corpse refiner is, no matter what identity he is.

Since he dared to kill Jinyiwei, he could only pay in blood.

This is an unwritten rule in Jinyiwei.

Compared to the number of demons, Jinyiwei is already extremely rare.

If you die in the hands of demons, it is enough, but if you die in the hands of your own race, then the matter is big.

According to the record in Article 29 of the Great Ming Law.

Anyone who dares to murder the brocade guards.

Ling Chi executed! Nine Tribes!

Xu Qing quietly left the small courtyard.

The movement just now has attracted the attention of the surrounding residents, and they will report to the government themselves, and there is no need to stay here.

His figure shook and suddenly disappeared from the alley.

A moment later.

Xu Qing re-entered the nameless Jin Yiwei.

At this time, his eyes were wide, and they were full of pain and unwillingness.

The pain is because of physical pain.

And unwillingly... It is the unwillingness to fail to kill the living corpse, so that it may threaten the people!

Xu Qing slowly squatted down, lightly placed his hand on his face, and said softly:

"I have solved the living corpse, and the people have no accident, so you can go with confidence..."

In the dark, there seems to be some kind of induction.

The originally round eyes of the Jinyiwei closed smoothly, and his hideous face suddenly became quiet and peaceful.

Xu Qing's face suddenly became gloomy, and said lightly: "Next, it is your hatred." "