The waiter who walked out quickly was named Xu. He was a strong and capable young man. After receiving the order from the shopkeeper, he clasped his hands in his sleeves and hurriedly chased after him. Through the candlelight nearby, he saw a tall figure from a distance. Walking along Zhuque Street, I felt very reassured as I walked and watched. Under the eaves beside the popular road, there are rows of victims with sallow faces and thin skin. They are all swaying around, sitting, lying, leaning, and curling up, huddled together to keep warm. Their eyes are half open and half closed. They are obviously very hungry and just waiting. Next wave of loose porridge.
Mr. Xu can't bear it. Only those who have eaten can feel compassion. But there are too many victims in the city. Even if he wants to help, how many people can he save? He sighed secretly, was distracted for a moment, and when he looked up again, he had lost sight of the man. His heart skipped a beat, and he was worried that he had missed the shopkeeper. He quickened his pace and followed after a few steps until he reached a fork in the alley, and poked his head around. Look inside.
The alley is winding and winding, with no end as far as the eye can see. There are high walls on both sides. The lights are dim and the wind blows through the hall. It is bitingly cold. Even the victims stay away from the entrance of the alley. There is no one around. Mr. Xu wrapped his cotton robe tightly and walked slowly into the alley while holding on to the wall. After walking a few steps, his eyes suddenly blurred. A strange face with bloody flesh appeared in front of him, with flesh hanging on the white bones. It didn't look like a human being. The human ghost is not like a ghost, with two green fires coming out of the eye sockets, a grin, revealing a mouth full of black and yellow rotten teeth.
The fright of Mr. Xu was no small matter. His legs and feet were so weak that he sat down on the ground and screamed: "Ghost" but his voice was spinning in his throat, so low that he couldn't even hear it.
The evil ghost slowly opened his mouth wide, and a large bloody slit opened at the corner of his mouth, extending all the way to his shoulders. His lower jaw collapsed forward, and half of his head fell back, opening his squirming chest, revealing a dense The sharp teeth swooped forward, like a sack holding a person, and swallowed Mr. Xu in one gulp. Read the full text
After a moment, the head returned to its original shape, and it was tightly sealed. No abnormality could be seen. The chest and abdomen were bulging, vaguely showing the shape of a struggling human being. The evil ghost touched his belly and rubbed it hard with both hands. The stomach bag is tightened, and the sharp teeth in the belly are powerfully grinding the blood food, grinding it into minced meat, and extracting the essence. In no time, the chest and abdomen deflated, and the evil ghost's throat rattled, spitting out a ball of clothing residue, which was pressed tightly and was only the size of a fist, like the "coat shell" spit out by an eagle.
After completing the last step, the evil ghost showed a satisfied smile on his face, licked his bright red tongue, and moved forward to find the next target. He felt hungry. One meal was not enough. He needed to swallow more blood food to satisfy his master.
"Is this the price of prolonging your life?"
A strange voice sounded behind him. The evil ghost was startled and turned around suddenly, only to see a familiar figure. , an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly said: "It turns out to be you!"
No matter seniority or righteousness, he could not suppress his fate under the Black Dragon Pond. Wei Shiqi of the Kunlun Sect was still fresh in his memory.
Times have changed. The young man who had hidden under Pan Chengnian's wings had grown up to the point where he had to face it. Yin Mobei felt vaguely threatened. This threat seemed like a threat.The needling, not intense, but impossible to ignore.
Wei Shiqi said calmly: "Guan Ao is awake already?"
Not a senior, no respect, the other party's tone made him very uncomfortable, Yin Mobei's face His flesh and blood twitched, and Dong Tian's arrogance traveled through tens of thousands of years of time and space and returned to his body. He snorted coldly and said: "You are very courageous to speak arrogantly. Tell me, who is supporting you behind your back?"< /p>
Wei Shiqi smiled. He knew that Yin Mobei was once a Dongtian person. He practiced "Aiki Technique" and used the black dragon's demonic energy to cleanse his body. He cut off the hair and washed the marrow, and received enlightenment, so that he could live forever. , but everything has a price. Once he takes this step, he must give up all the magical powers of the Dongtian people and become the black dragon's puppet, taking life and death from him and never getting ahead. He seems to still not understand his situation, or he understands it but is unwilling to face it. His attitude of relying on his old age makes people feel ridiculous. Even if the cave gods reappear in the world, this world is no longer what it was before...
The temptation of words was a waste of time and seemed weak. He stretched out his index finger and gently touched Yin Mobei's shoulder, and then he stopped at the touch. Yin Mobei felt his eyes blurred, and there was no way to avoid it. A bit of strange soul power penetrated into his body and exploded violently. Half of his body was filled with flesh and blood. The demonic energy locked deep in his body lost control and shot straight into the sky. The black dragon His aura was fully exposed, and the three meat balls hidden in his belly rolled to the ground. They were fist-sized, pink and white, and were spinning on the ground.
The essence of the human body is all in this small meat ball. A meat ball is a person. Yin Mobei collected essence for the black dragon, but he did not know how many innocent lives were destroyed.
Yin Mobei was in a hurry, gathering the demonic energy in his body. His white bones regenerated one after another, and countless sprouts sprouted from the broken flesh, reshaping his body.
Wei Shiqi didn't stop him, and watched him quietly as he put away the meat ball. His thoughts were spinning, his eyes flickered, he lowered his head and raised his head again, as if he was unwilling to learn to be good, but had to learn to be good, all kinds of complicated things. His mentality is eloquent, comparable to the Oscar-winning actor, and thanks to his bloody grimace, he can make so many subtle expressions.
"Guan Ao is awake already?" Wei Shiqi repeated the question without even changing his tone.
The green fire jumped in Yin Mobei's sunken eye sockets. First he shrank slightly, then the flames surged, and his attitude became determined. The violent demonic energy spurted out. His mind was completely occupied by the black dragon, and he lost it. own will.
No retreat, no fear, no mercy, no compromise, just endless killing. Yin Mobei opened his arms and rushed forward. The demonic energy turned into invisible sharp arrows and shot at Wei Shiqi one after another.
In this world, there are sword cultivators, weapon cultivators, talisman cultivators, body cultivators, ghost cultivators, and demon cultivators. The ghost cultivates the soul, and the demon cultivates the body. Yin Mobei's situation is very special. He fills the body with the black dragon demon energy and reshapes the physical body. He is somewhere between the ghost cultivator and the demon cultivator. It is one of the few isolated cases. All the methods of Dong Tianren have left him, and the only thing he can rely on is...The body of destruction and the black dragon's demonic energy.
Wei Shiqi refused to evade, and the demonic energy pierced into his body, like a mud cow entering the sea, making no sound. The Five Directions Breaking Dawn Divine Weapon has extremely strengthened his physical body, far surpassing the "King Kong" body. Even the ultimate "glazed" body of the demon clan is inferior by three points. The black dragon demon energy is domineering, but against Wei Shiqi It's like a breeze blowing on your face.
Yin Mobei rushed forward with bared teeth and claws, but was defeated by Wei Shiqi's punch. This time, Wei Shiqi did not hold back, and the power of his soul spurted out. Yin Mobei was unable to resist, and together with the three essences, they turned into flesh and blood all over the sky. The demonic energy escaped again, gathering the flesh and blood in one place, slowly squirming, trying to reshape it, but was scattered by the power of the soul, and was unable to stand up.
"Come out." Wei Shiqi raised his head and looked into the dark alley.