MTL - Dinghai Fusheng Records-Chapter 7 This is my job! How can you be a nosy? !

Feng Qianxi checked the bodies that had been smashed into two pieces in the ground. Twenty of them were corpses. All of them were cut off in an instant, and the edges were clean and neat. This group of living corpses was not dead. After the head was separated, the broken arm was still twitching, which made Feng Qianxi see the scalp numb.

"Hey!" Feng Qianxi saw Chen Xing chasing the woods and immediately shouted, "Don't go!"

Chen Xing turned back and said: "I have to go see the bastard! I am an exorcist, there will be nothing! You are waiting here!"

Feng Qianxi immediately received the knife. When he wanted to catch up, he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from a distance. Immediately, he fled to hide in the trees. If there was any change, it would be convenient to attack.

However, the people who came here were a team of Jin soldiers, and they took the torch for the first captain. They went to the center of this small battlefield and suddenly turned over.

"There is also..." The captain’s voice kept shaking, "Who was killed?"

"What?" Feng Qianxi's voice came from behind, and the knife was placed on his neck. The soldiers did not think there were people here! They all yelled: "Who?!"

"Say," Feng Qianxi said coldly. "Is the government knowing that this place is abnormal?"

"These monsters... are you killing?" the captain gasped. "How many more do you see?"

Feng Qiang’s wrist shook slightly, scratching the captain’s neck and skin, and the blood splashed. The captain immediately trembled: “I said! I said! Don’t kill me!”

Feng Qianxi asked: "When did you start? Go and say!" Speaking to Chen Xing's dog: "Xue Shu, you are waiting here."

"One...more than a month ago," the captain shouted. "In the village of Longzhong... I escaped from the two people and went to Maicheng to report to the official. The government did not believe that there was such a thing, fearing that Qin Junsheng would strike the West and lead. The strategy of the officers and men..."

Chen Xing quickly followed the direction of Xiang Shu’s departure. After entering the woods, Lin Zhong Road led to the deepest part of the mountain and turned to the hillside. There was a village underneath.

Chen Xing: "???"

Is there a village here?

I didn’t see a star or a half of the lights. When the chicken was called, the village was filled with dead air. Chen Xing's left hand lighted the light of the heart, and the right hand pushed open the door of a family. No one and the body, just like the whole village was withdrawn at night.

What about people? Where have you been? Chen Xing closed his eyes and faced each other in turn, suddenly feeling a flash.

He is now almost certain that the heart is guiding him where he is. The item is also indeed the guardian of the gods chosen by the heart lamp, there will be no mistakes! There are more and more doubts in Chen Xing's heart, but these questions can only be answered by him.

The light appeared in the north, where there was another winding path leading to the highlands of the north of the village.

Chen Xing quickly stepped onto the high ground, and there was a cemetery in front of him. The center of the cemetery was opened and opened. Now he has gone out to cover dozens of stone sarcophagi. The center is a stone platform. In front of the stone platform, there is a man in a black robe wearing a mask, which is the same as the dark night.

On the stone platform, lying a tall warrior nearly nine feet long, wearing a black iron armor, wearing a covered iron helmet, surrounded by ghosts, actually all standing dead bodies!

The outside is a living corpse dressed in the clothes of the people. The inner circle is more than a dozen Jinjun soldiers. Looking at it, Chen Xing’s mind almost immediately shows a scene: this masked man does not know how to get here. What is the mystery is that the people in the village have been turned into "魃". The soldiers of the Jin army came to investigate and inevitably were transformed into shackles!

In connection with the encounters in the night, Chen Xing began to speculate, perhaps it was their patrol soldiers... But Wanfa has returned to silence, the heavens and the earth are exhausted, what is the origin of this mask man? What spell is he using?

Suddenly, Chen Xing’s thoughts turned to the other side of the cemetery. After seeing a stone monument, Xiang Shuzheng was kneeling on one knee and observing the situation. He even gestured to him and let him stay away from being discovered.

Chen Xing hurriedly stooped and ran to the syllabus under the outer wall of the cemetery where the half man came.

Chen Xing: "Who is he?"

The item did not answer, only frowning on the central stone platform, the masked man who was casting a spell. The man did not move, and the light stood still. The surrounding corpses are in groups, and the birds are silent. The situation cannot be said to be strange.

"What does he want to do?" Chen Xing whispered again.

"I don't know!" Xiang said irritably, "Shut up!"

Chen Xing’s doubts have reached the apex, and there is no conscious consciousness of the exorcist, but he did not expect that it would be right for him to answer questions for others at this time.

"How long do we have to watch here?" Chen Xing asked again.

Item: "..."

Chen Xing realized that if he asked again, he might not be embarrassed, but he immediately noticed that there was a line of cinnabar on the stone tablet hidden by the two. He reached out and touched the font of the depression, recognizing that the above is the word "Dajin Yangyang Wang".

Sima Yi? Buried in the cemetery is the king of the Eight Kings, the king of the Sima royal family? !

Chen Xing immediately turned his eyes to the center of Shitai, the body that was covered and covered. Such a gorgeous black iron shovel style will never be a civilian, it must be the body of Sima Yi!

But he has been dead for nearly a hundred years! The body has not rotted yet?

I saw the caster's hands slightly lifted, and Sima Yi's heavy body was held up in a hovering position. At this moment, there was an invisible and powerful arrogance around him, which made Chen Xing shudder. It is the saying that the "windy array" Array." Only as an exorcist, he knows that it is the effect of grievances between the heavens and the earth. The ordinary people feel the smoldering evil spirits, and they can only describe it as "the yin wind".

The yin wind is more and more prosperous, that is, within a hundred miles, the soldiers killed in battle and the people killed in the war, the grievances left in the world!

Chen Xing suddenly noticed the true intention of the caster: he did not guide the heaven and earth aura, but the resentment of the dead after a big battle in the city of Xiangyang, to inject it into Sima Yi’s body and resurrect the body. .

Although it is not clear what the true purpose of this mask man is, Chen Xing knows that he must take immediate action, only because the spell has reached a critical juncture...

“Guarding the law,” Chen Xing whispered. “We have to go out and stop him right away!”

The voice fell, Chen Xing was pinched by a hand and pinched the chicken.

"Go to yourself." Xiang said in a low voice, "Don't expose my position, I am not a guardian."

Chen Xing gritted his teeth and couldn't speak. His eyes were so sad that he even gestured and gestured to him that the situation was already quite serious. I thought that you would not stop this real demon person from doing anything. ? !

At this moment, the Jinjun army came, followed by Feng Qianxi, who had a double-handed knife. Feng Qianxi ran up the periphery of the cemetery, and the Jinjun soldiers slammed the torches. Nearly 50 people rushed to the periphery of the cemetery.

The story immediately released Chen Xing, and the two men gestured at the same time, but it was too late. The Jin army was trembled and shouted, and suddenly attracted the attention of the mask man.

"Where is the demon!" The captain was obviously lacking in gas, and he screamed and screamed. "Get your hands on it!"

Xiang Shu and Chen Xing’s warning that the Jin army did not see it, Feng Qianxi saw it. Immediately after turning over and looking for cover to hide in the outer wall of the cemetery, what should I do?

The item immediately waved his hand and grabbed Chen Xing who was going to rush out. He only listened to the center of the cemetery. The "demon" in front of Shitai sneered, and he said something, Chen Xing had not heard it, and nearly 100 were converted into sly. The living corpse villagers will come to the Jin army!

"Assault!" The captain shouted, led his men to start the charge on foot, each with a knife, smashing the head of the living body, and the rotten blood sprinkled everywhere. Feng Xing, who is not far from Chen Xing, Feng Qiang, after hiding in the wall, pointed to himself and nodded to Chen Xing, meaning he taught.

Chen Xing remembered the living corpse that had been smashed under the cliff, and stopped the action. He was busy talking about the subject: "Look at their heads."

After that, Chen Xing appeared from the stone tablet and said: "Monster! Fuxi!" After running a few steps, I found that I had no weapons on my body. I turned around and ran to the captain and shouted: "Let the sword be used!"

Feng Qianxi also chased the knife and shouted: "After retreating! Don't add chaos!"

Chen Xing suddenly saw a shovel for excavation in the cemetery. The heart is very good! Immediately behind the soldiers, pick up the shovel and shovel on a living corpse.

The gaze of the item always stayed on the mask man, and did not care about the living corpse. The next moment, the man standing in front of the stone platform raised his hand, and Xiang Shu suddenly flew out, first set foot on a stone sarcophagus, and turned around. Chen Xing’s side gave Feng Qianyi a foot. Then, with one hand, pick up the stone cover of nearly two hundred kilograms, and press it in front of Chen Xing.

When Feng Qianxi just turned his head, he was smashed to the side. Chen Xing was full of doubts. He looked up and saw the black robe mask. The man raised his hand and pressed it toward the void. It seemed to be watery, and the black fire flashed. Hundreds of black fire meteor bombs, no difference to the Jin army guards fighting with the living dead. The black fire was on the body, and the soldiers suddenly screamed and rolled around.

The stone scorpion cover was hit and smashed, and the item was shocked by the huge force. It was slightly smashed, pulled out the sword, turned into a shadow, and slammed directly into the central altar of Shitai!

too fast! It is too fast! Chen Xing also grabbed the shovel. In the blink of an eye, there was still oneself left in the cemetery. Xiang Shi and Feng Qianxi stood, and the rest had fallen to the ground.

"Feng Xiong!" Chen Xing shouted. "Where are the people coming?!"

Feng Qianxi said: "Don't touch them!"

When the black fire touched the person, it began to burn. Chen Xing did not dare to touch. Feng Qiang stood up and said: "You are behind!"

Jin Jun was all laid down, but the living corpse still left a lot. At this moment, Chen Xing came over.

"Glowing!" Feng Qianxi slashed and slammed two living corpses and shouted, "They are afraid of light!"

At this moment, the item was a step, and it had already rushed to the stone platform. A sword dragged the arc, and the slap was slammed. The mask man immediately raised his hand, and a dagger appeared in the right hand sleeve. The poisoned shell color flashes on the dagger. The item did not give him a blank hand, a sword stabbed the man's throat!

"Good skill." The mask man always faced the body of Sima Yi on the stone platform, and the other hand struggled to cope with the blade of the story. In an instant, three strokes were removed. The mask boy could not resist, flew up and pulled up. Shape, it is flying! After the retreat, he looked up and looked up at a height. He saw that the mask man did not dare to fly far, and his left hand always faced the body of Sima Yi, guiding the invisible grievances into the body of the dead.

Xiang Xiang looked at the mask man's every move, only to see the enemy's right sleeve shook, the dagger disappeared, replaced by a small iron shovel, the front of the sharp arrow, the cold flashing, condescending, is actually shooting Said.

At the same time, Feng Qianxi stood out and ran to Chen Xing, surrounded by living corpses.

Chen Xing: "What are you doing with so many soldiers?"

Feng Qianxi: "They know the way, what do I have? Why do you have to do so much in the end?"

Chen Xing raised his hand and said loudly: "This is my job! How can I be a nosy?!"

In an instant, Chen Xing’s hands burst into the light of the heart, and the white light shone, and the living corpse mourned, and the four collapsed.

The mask man saw white light bloom, his living corpse was restrained, and he immediately turned around and looked around.

"Get rid of them!" Feng Qianxi shouted, "Quick hands!"

Chen Xing is not in danger. However, he grabs the shovel in his right hand and pays the heart lamp in his left hand. He wants to use the shovel to shoot the heads of these living bodies. Why is it that the living body instinctively flees, Chen Xingqi The shovel went to shoot and only took a shot. In the end, he became the chase, and the living corpse was too busy to escape. As a result, he couldn’t get away with it. When he was in the cemetery, he became confused, like a wolf into the flock, and the chicken flies.

"I can't beat it!" Chen Xing said angrily. He wanted to stop the heart lamp. Feng Qianxi ran to the earth wall and shouted: "Hurry up and come here!"

So the scene became very strange. A teenager raised the shovel and the left hand shone, driving a large group of living corpses and driving them to the west of the cemetery. The living corpse was crowded and squeezed through the narrow road in front of the two walls. Passing through the noisy place, Feng Qianxi shouted: "Listen to my order, charge!"

Chen Xing began to run, and the group of living corpses were so stunned by the heart lamp, suddenly speeding up, rushing through the narrow road, Feng Qianxi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, screamed, crossed the knife and shoulders, facing forward Dive, greet the living corps, and rush to the internal force!

The knife flashed, and "唰" slammed nearly sixty dead corpses. In front of Chen Xing, Chen Xing was shocked. Feng Qiang had a slight turn on his wrist. He was slightly smaller. The blade was less than three inches away from Chen Xing’s face, rubbing his nose and plucking it. A cold wind.

Chen Xing: "..."

Feng Qiang's active wrist, a knife, a remnant of blood on the first knife but was cleaned up, still showing a cold light of the blade.

"Good knife method." When Chen Xing just saw the blade coming back along his neck, he thought that his head would also land together, and he had a sigh of relief. "Great."

"Concession, accounting for the cheapness of the soldiers." Feng Qianxi was previously unprepared, was caught off guard by a living corpse, now know the details, then no longer missed. Immediately turned around and rushed to the subject.

The item is staring at the mask man. The man in the mask seems to be afraid. He only wants to make a quick decision. He pulls the trigger and six dark arrows fly away. The item is the moment, and the sword is shaken. "叮叮叮" six sounds, actually blocked all the dark arrows like cattle hair!

"You..." The mask man suddenly went wrong, and immediately said that he jumped on the stone platform, and turned his body, and a sword slammed into the male left hand of the mask. Feng Qianxi rushed to the stage, stepping on the stone pillar next to the stage, and cutting it across the knife. To the mask male neck!

However, the mask man’s black robe was torn open, and the inside was empty. Then the cloth was whispered, rolling in the air, and restored to its original appearance. The man pulled away and the mask fell, showing the truth.

Xiang Shuyi only smashed the man's sleeves. Feng Qianxi only picked up his mask. The mask fell off and the two landed. Chen Xing ran to the front of Shitai and faced the height.

The man showed a clear face and looked at the three people in a condescending manner, sneer.

"What kind of monster is this?" Feng Qianxi frowned.

Chen Xing said: "I don't know, no one knows him here, what mask to wear?"

The man’s voice was sharp, pale, and cold and cold: “Who are you?”

Chen Xing said: "Who are you!"

The man suspected: "Who are you?"

Chen Xing: "You first say who you are! What do you want to do?"

"He is dragging the time!" Xiang said that the "meaning who you are" and "who are you" will soon appear to be meaningless and endless nonsense, immediately stop and shout, "Don't be with him!"

Chen Xing was awakened by a word, his left hand shrouded white light, facing the air, and said: "Death!"

Chen Xing did his best, and the light of the heart suddenly broke out, and the light burst into a myriad of light spots. Like the Galaxy, the man made a sharp laugh.

"Idiot, I am not awkward." The man was unscathed, raised his right hand, and shot in the black fire in the hand, pressing down on the ground three people, bursting out!

Chen Xing unexpectedly did not fear the light of the lamp. Feng Qianxi and Xiang Shu turned at the same time and flew toward Chen Xing. Xiang Shu first opened Feng Qianxi with one foot and then took one hand on Chen Xing’s waist. He rolled over on the ground and hid behind the stone platform. The three men avoided the black fire, and the story pushed Chen Xing to the stone pillar and turned and rushed out.

At this time, the chicken came out in the distance, and the man in black laughed wildly and said: "It became --"

Then, on the central stone platform, Sima Yi’s body exploded in a black fire, spurting out from the gap of the armor, and then flashing in place, and the armor rose to the sky, turned into black light, and flew northwest.

The eastern exposed fish belly white, the black man vacated the other hand, his hands trembled, his left hand squatted, his right hand squatted, slowly fell to the ground, facing the story, did not put Chen Xing and Feng Qianxi in the eyes, concentrate on dealing with the story .

"He has no feet," Feng Qianxi said after the column. "Is it a ghost? How to deal with it?"

Chen Xing: "I don't know..."

Feng Qianxi: "Are you not an exorcist?"

Chen Xing: "I don't know what he is!"

Chen Xing couldn't help thinking. He never saw this monster in ancient books. The story was a long sword. Shen Sheng said: "What exactly are you?"

"I don't know." The black man with a pale face said, "It doesn't matter, pick up...".

The black man rushed to the account and swung the dagger. The story was immediately blocked. This can actually fly in the air. For example, the ghosts are generally moved around, the daggers fly, and the countless virtual shadows are combined with the left hand. No matter how you kill, you can only smash the black robe on this monster, and you can't hurt him.

Feng Qianxi saw that the other party was really difficult to deal with. He had to carry a long knife and rushed out.

There must be a way... Chen Xing continually urges the heart lamp, and wants to put the spell directly on his face to burn him. Is it useful? When the heart lamp is in his hands, it is strong and weak, constantly changing, and suddenly he discovers one thing -

——The iron sword in the hand of the story was actually flashing with Chen Xing’s action of urging the heart lamp!

The item also found out that Chen Xing was in a hurry.

"Sword!"

At this moment, Feng Qianxi has rushed up and smashed the black man's lower body. The black fire suddenly erupted from the bottom of the robe and swept the central area of ​​the cemetery.

Chen Xing immediately raised his left hand and slammed into the subject.

In the next moment, the iron sword in the hand of the story is dazzling white light, colliding with the black flame, and it seems like a fierce yang and blood, expelling the black flame!

The black man was stunned and was about to pull high and avoid the flash. Feng Qianxi slid into the air behind the stone pillars and slammed his head down, pushing the black man back to the ground. The article holds a sword with both hands, and the sword is smashed, and a shining arc of light, a spin, a wrong step, and a counter-sword are stabbed.

The black man was pierced by the long sword with the power of the mana, and screamed and trembled.

"Why, I will be this light..." The black flames under the black man's robes turned into a white fire, ejected in all directions, and burned to ashes.

"I don't know." The three men replied in unison.

Chen Xing added: "I don't know if you know it. If you blame, you will be sorry for yourself."

The slamming flash, the black man was burned into countless light spots, a flash disappeared, the black robes landed, and the fire automatically caught fire. The dust finally returned to the dust, and the soil returned to the earth, nothing left.

At the end of Longzhongshan, the red sun rose, illuminating the mountain cemetery, and the dying of the Jinjun army was over. Chen Xing’s heart was even more puzzled. He looked up at the story, and Xiang Shu was covered, and picked up the mask of the black robe.