Interstellar Sound Kill

Chapter 10 Conspiracy
"Has there been any movement from the rulers of the other districts recently?" The poisonous snake casually fiddled with his poison.

"The red spider and the violent bear are still the same, but the black monkey is not very peaceful!" Jin Snake, the number one expert under the poisonous snake table, responded.

"Black monkey?" The poisonous snake put down the poison and looked down at the third district, the fangs in its mouth were shining faintly, and the cold and dark eyes of the snake narrowed slightly.

"Yes, he seems to be secretly uniting scattered forces in the other four districts." Jin Snake reported all the recent secret inquiries.

The poisonous snake picked off a poppy flower thoughtfully, and the golden snake couldn't help looking at the red flower on the white and delicate finger. Weaving a web that cannot escape, like its master.Observe carefully that the poisonous snake with flowers has dark green curly hair, black pupils, but is actually an extremely deep blue, pale skin, and charming red lips, but the whole body is indelible. It was cold.There is indeed a pure black heart hidden under such a perfect face.

"Have you confirmed the identity of the mermaid?" The poisonous snake felt something was wrong when he saw the mermaid last time, as if he had known him before.

"Confirmed, she is the princess of the mermaid clan."

"No wonder." The poisonous snake said viciously, "Spread the news that Jianhu got the mermaid princess immediately."

"Okay." Golden Snake immediately felt that this was a strategy to kill two birds with one stone. The mermaid tribe has a very strong influence and fighting power. They are the overlords on the water spirit planet. If the mermaid tribe knew that their princess was auctioned and bought, they would definitely send troops to come. If they were rescued, both the third district and the first district would have to bear the wrath of the mermaid tribe, and two of them would be removed with one threat.

"Wait, that mermaid, let Jianhu's spies help out." The poisonous snake fell into memory.

"However, our spies may be exposed in this way."

"Do you think it's necessary to keep a subordinate who can't do such a small thing?" The poisonous snake was impatient when his memory was interrupted, and he scolded the golden snake to back down.

The golden snake had to obey the order.

The poisonous snake seemed to see that scene again: the sun smashed on the beach, the waves beat against the rocks, a dark green fish tail drew a graceful arc in the air, and the splash of water disturbed the man on the shore.

"Molly." She murmured sadly and numbly, and the icy breath emanating from the poisonous snake seemed to be a few degrees colder.

the other side

As soon as Leng Yumo walked into the third street, she could feel that someone was watching and following her with her spiritual sense, and felt something was wrong.If it comes, it will be safe, and it is better to solve the problem of food and clothing for ordinary people first.Looking around, I found that it was either a bar or a residential building, so I had to walk into a bar that didn't look so noisy.As soon as he entered, he was kicked out without mercy.

"I'm sorry, we don't have the guts to entertain you, why don't you change places." After speaking, he looked around in fear, and immediately retreated into the shop.

Leng Yumo looked at the waiter's swift behavior in a speechless manner. Could it be that she looks very vicious? Of course, this is just a simple thought.Leng Yumo thought for a while, it couldn't be that my identity was exposed, otherwise the black monkey would send someone to arrest me, the only thing I provoked this day was the scarred face killed in the alley, according to the evil human nature on the sinful star, the knife Scarface is not strong, but he can be so arrogant on this street. There is only someone behind him, but he is not very clear about the relationship between this person and Scarface. Judging from the situation, it seems that they are very close. Since I came in Someone is watching, and it is estimated that that person will bring someone over to arrest me soon.As soon as I thought of this, a group of people in blue clothes rushed over aggressively with weapons in front of them. The leader was somewhat similar to Scarface.Leng Yumo's heart skipped a beat, it seems that they should be brothers.

"You are the little kid who killed my brother!" Zhang Long glanced at Leng Yumo, who was only as tall as his stomach.

"Little boy?" Leng Yumo twitched his eyebrows, no one had ever dared to call me a little boy, thinking that my majesty as the lord of the first palace would be belittled by the man in front of me.

"You have the guts to kill my brother, take your life today!" Zhang Long said angrily.

Leng Yumo carefully grasped the strength of the comer with his spiritual sense, and settled down, it seems that today he must expose his strength, and it is time to frighten these people who look down on children.

Leng Yumo quickly took out the harp, and the harp, which had undergone multiple transmissions of spiritual power, was also a little broken, like an old man in his twilight, weak and weak.It seems that after this time, I have to change to another instrument. After all, it is not a magic weapon, nor is it a phantom weapon transformed by spiritual power. It is not easy to persist until now.

Zhang Long, as the little boss of the third street, is not weak in his own ability. He is a second-level supernatural person, and his mental power is also C-[-], but it is a pity that he does not have a mecha. Otherwise, the mental power above C-level can be used to control the mecha. Now In addition to the special spiritual powers without special abilities to study mental attack and defense, the supernatural powers are used to control mechs and control abilities. For them, abilities are means of attack.The size of the mental power determines the amount of energy absorbed by each person, and the amount of energy determines the storage and upgrade of the ability.No one has ever managed to balance both abilities and mental power, and they can attack separately.There have been people with supernatural powers who imagined that people with psychic powers used their mental power to attack, and were finally backlashed and turned into waste.No one dared to try again after that.

Zhang Long was still a little jealous of Leng Yumo, after all, all the people he sent to his younger brother were those who had accomplished physical skills under him, and now they died together at the hands of this little girl.

As soon as Zhang Long fought Leng Yumo, he resorted to "thousand cuts", a tornado was formed immediately, and the ruthless wind was no longer soft, but became sharp, blowing on the face like a knife, Zhang Long brought His subordinates quickly retreated to the distance, confidently watching how the flesh of the little girl in front of the tornado was scraped into pieces.And Zhang Long wished that Leng Yumo's face was covered with blood, and his body was bloody and bloody, so that the murderer who killed his younger brother would be tortured like death.

"This tornado will be very similar to my protective wall, except that one is used for protection and the other is used for attack. It can be used for reference." When Leng Yumo was about to make a voiced sound, he thought about it and immediately chose Enter the eye of the storm to see the structure of this tornado.Leng Yumo silently formed a protective cover with his spiritual consciousness, used "Misty Phantom", entered the tornado, hid in the eye of the tornado, explored the mystery, and found that Zhang Long's tornado contained wind power Each height will have one at the outermost edge, but there is only one wind blade at the same height. When the tornado is running at high speed, it seems that there are thousands of blades hidden in the tornado. Cut into pieces with a knife, suffered all kinds of hardships. "This trick is not bad! It's vicious enough, but it's a pity that it's used against me." Leng Yumo casually plucked the strings, and there were bursts of rapid shifts and vibratos, one after another.

"Who told you to offend someone who shouldn't be offended." Zhang Long looked proudly at the tornado, waiting for a shattered corpse.

At this time, a burst of high-spirited music sounded, and the sound of the harp, which should have been melodious, became intense and rapid at this moment, just like the uniform hooves of mighty war horses, "Whispering."

(End of this chapter)