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Chapter 139 Imprint

In just a short moment, outside the bustling North City Gate, a bloody catastrophe occurred.

Zhang Wenfeng quickly jumped on the corridor full of corpses, and waved his hands to extinguish the black fire that was still burning on the disabled who fell to the ground and screamed in agony. Without the control of witchcraft, the vicious black fire could be easily destroyed with Yuan Qi.

There are other simple ways to extinguish the black fire, but there is no preparation and the materials are not at hand.

"Damn soul-shattering black witches never cared about the lives of mortals. They used to use the crowd to create chaos and sneak attacks from them. Hundreds of years have passed, and their evil deeds are still the same as before.

The Dafan dynasty no longer exists, why haven't they died yet?
I stopped you from killing that wizard man for your own sake.

That group of soul-shattering black witches has a lot of power. Just now, four people showed up, one martial artist, one black witch, and two beast witches lying in ambush. They have more than that.

This time, I obviously came prepared to deal with everyone in your Daolu branch.

You only need to kill one of them, if you don’t dig them out and kill them all, those lunatics will use the cruelest means to take revenge on everyone related to you. For imperceptible imprints, their goal is still in the Daolu branch, and they will not spend time and energy just targeting you.

If the buffalo that was cursed by the curse of the house animal wedding dress was taken to the Daolu branch by you, and suddenly burst open while many people were watching, what would be the consequences?There will definitely be heavy casualties.

Their purpose is most likely to explode the buffalo, defile the formation of the Daolu branch, and suspend the formation for a period of time.

Of course, they didn't understand the situation. They didn't know that some people in your Daolu branch had broken through to the fading state in recent days. After they suspend the protective formation with insidious means, they will disrupt the city, leaving a mess of countless casualties, and will eventually be killed Retire, or get wiped out by one or two, but they don't care.

Before the truth is known, no one knows what the real purpose of those lunatics this time is?Maybe they don't know it themselves, they are just hateful pawns being manipulated..."

Zhong Wenyong was a little rambling with anger.

The only one who understands the means and style of black witches best is the witch repairer.

He hated those guys who ruined the country and the people and caused the country to be destroyed. Hundreds of years of hatred were aroused, and he couldn't finish talking for three days and three nights. His hatred was about to overflow the bottle.

Zhang Wenfeng was able to use the law enforcement wristbands to deal with the Wuwu man who fell to the ground after being trapped in a tight siege.

That's the best chance for a kill.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to injure the shaman man even if he got close.

He heard Zhong Daoyou's voice transmission at that time, and at the last moment, he hesitated for a while and gave up the kill.

Hearing Zhong Wenyong's somewhat chaotic long speech at this time, he stopped suddenly, thinking of an extremely terrifying possibility, facing the gloomy homeowner who was also helping the disabled people, he shouted via voice transmission: "Quick, Feige sends a message." Inform the county, there are probably more than this group of Wuxiu thieves, be careful that they use the same method to attack Daolu branches in other counties!"

Wu Ganping, who was thinking about his thoughts, was suddenly taken aback, and ran towards the city.

He was almost caught by the bloody Wuxiu, and he was so angry that he forgot the important matter. He could not wait for the damage of the city gate to be cleared up.

Peace has been too long, and many monks don't know the horror of witchcraft.

Even he only came to his senses at this time, and shouted: "I'm going to send a message to warn the police!"

Yun Qiuhe supported Chen Qingqiao, who was seriously injured, and jumped from the bottom of the ditch to the corridor.

Fu Gujing was not injured much, he was extremely uncomfortable with the fighting style behind Wu Xiuqian.

It was too fast, punching and punching, leaving him with no time to cast all his spells.

After receiving a punch, most of the body protection spells and magic tools on his body were dissolved, and his arms were a little numb, but it was shameful to be knocked down into the moat, so he followed Master Wu and ran into the city.

With such a dangerous new situation, he wanted to report it to the sect immediately, and he didn't even bother to collect the swords inserted on the city wall.

He has no extra sympathy for the casualties everywhere.

If it weren't for the commandments, he really wanted to say "deserve it" to these innocent people who like to join in the fun.

poor person must have something mean.

If he didn't want to avoid the fleeing crowd, wouldn't he be able to use the powerful Thunder Bead in his hand?

It made him useless and passive, what a disaster.

Zhang Wenfeng quickly stopped the bleeding of all the wounded who were still able to move in the corridor. In fact, there were not many alive, only a dozen or so, and it was horrible. Then he had time to go back and visit Chen Qingqiao who had taken the medicine powder.

Faced with caring and greetings, the sad Chen Guanzhu lamented in his heart: Why is it always me who gets hurt?
"It's not a serious problem. Three ribs are broken, and the viscera are injured. After more than ten days in the city, they can basically recover. Fortunately, Guanzhu Zhang showed his might and beat the culprit away... Alas, what a pity."

Chen Qingqiao clasped his fists and said a few words, then walked slowly into the city.

The monk has a strong recovery ability. While he is grateful, he also sighs for the withered innocent lives.

Zhang Wenfeng took a few steps, picked up the straw hat dropped by the martial artist, and accompanied Yun Qiuhe, who was full of anger and couldn't vent his anger, wandering around the pothole left by the giant beast after it fled. Plant a mark on the warriors, but is there a way to find their hiding place?"

"It's not convenient for me to show up now, so it's hard to find them."

Zhong Wenyong replied via voice transmission: "I marked the martial arts practitioners to know when they will appear near you, so that you can prepare in advance to avoid losses. Next time they come, they will definitely be out in force."

Zhang Wenfeng was silent, why did he feel that Zhong Wenyong had the intention of taking a long time to catch big fish?

He also knew that no matter how much he asked about things that the mountain god didn't want to say, he would never reveal his mouth.

Zhong Wenyong suddenly transmitted the voice again: "The straw hat you picked up is a bit weird. They are still nearby, and they have cast a witch mark on you through the straw hat. Don't look around and pretend you don't know. It's okay, they left. "

Zhang Wenfeng said via voice transmission: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Zhong Wenyong shouted his injustice, and said: "The black witches have strange methods. Even if you don't pick up the straw hat this time, they will send mortals into the city to collect your information, and send you some items through other channels. As long as they touch it, they will leave a mark." , Those guys are insidious and difficult to deal with."

Zhang Wenfeng warned: "Don't make up your own mind next time. If you have anything to do, discuss it with me in advance."

"No, not in the future."

Zhong Wenyong agreed, tantamount to acquiescing that he intentionally imprinted the viewer.

He hated those rat-like guys to the core, and he was itching to have a chance to catch them all. By the way, even the Goddess was involved in it, and he wished he could slap himself.

What does it mean to do bad things with good intentions, and what does it mean to do good things and not get a good word?

The habit of calculating people at any time is a disease, and it needs to be changed!
People who have died several times don't improve their memory.

Zhang Wenfeng gave him a warning last time, and after a period of peaceful coexistence, the mountain god of the previous dynasty gave him another moth.

When you find a problem, hit it in time, so as not to be played like a monkey by others, and it is taken for granted.

After a little quarrel, he calmly asked Daoyou Zhong how to identify the curse mark under the black witch.

If you suffer a little, you will gain something.

Zhong Wenyong didn't hide anything, and the sound transmission told a lot about black witches, how to distinguish them, and ways to prevent them. He didn't mention white witches and red witches. This is his bottom line.

Five or six men from the Daolu branch came out of the gate of the city gate, and called trembling guards, yamen servants, etc. to help the wounded and pick up the dead, and the yamen servants behind them called some people to clean up the northern city with shovels and dust. The door was stained with blood.

Yun Qiuhe felt sullen for a while, and suddenly said: "Guanzhu Zhang, I will return to the sect tomorrow, so I have to leave for a while."

Although she has made a breakthrough, she needs to go back to the sect to copy and practice the spells and cultivation experience of the gradually diminishing realm.

For example, she doesn't know the flying technique that can be practiced in the Gradient Realm, and she can figure it out by herself after some time. After all, it doesn't have the convenience of the cultivation method provided by the sect, and it is unnecessary.

If she knew the flying technique before, the time to come here would be shortened.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the busy and vigilant crowd, then walked out without hindering other people's work, and asked, "Are you back?"

Yun Qiuhe frowned slightly, with a look of distress on his face, and said: "My master definitely wants me to stay in the sect, meditate quietly, and ignore the worldly affairs. I still want to come back... I won't rob the headmaster The position, that is not suitable for me, and it is too troublesome."

The two walked away side by side.

Yun Qiuhe said via voice transmission: "I'll go back and find some spell books for you and give them as gifts. What types do you need?"

She received a great favor, which made her realize the opportunity for a breakthrough, and she must repay it.

Zhang Wenfeng tilted his head and glanced at the woman. He was lacking a lot of things. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he said via voice transmission: "Can you help me get some vine-like spiritual plant seeds? I'm casting a spell, and I lack suitable seeds." .”

Ordinary seeds are used as the source of curses, and they cannot bind masters.

Since Yun Qiuhe wanted to repay, he would not refuse if he had no hindrance in his heart, so let's be more practical.

Otherwise, he would spend time and effort looking for it himself, and he still doesn't know when it is.

Like the martial artist I met today, if he used beans or the like as the source of the curse, it would be a waste of an opportunity to cast the "Intertwined Curse", and it would not be useful, so he would break through it casually.

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(End of this chapter)