Black Wizard Zhu Peng

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Even in modern China, there are still many unfortunate families, but the increasingly powerful country can finally provide a certain degree of maintenance. The environment of the Qingshan Orphanage is not very good, and the teachers are insufficient, but at least they will not let them. The children living on the street freeze and starve to death like wild dogs...I would rather be peaceful dogs than chaotic people.

"Daughter-in-law, that child is genuine leather and chubby, so let's take him." A thin and gentle man with glasses stared at the chubby man who was chasing a group of little girls running around on the playground. Said the pale woman next to her.

"This kid... is too big, right?"

"He just grew up, but he was only five years old, and his surname was Zhu, which happened to be the same ancestral name as your man." The aunt on the side was adding to the flames saying that if the children in the yard can be adopted, it is for orphans. It is undoubtedly a relatively good destination.

There was enthusiasm and affection in the husband's eyes. Although the pale-faced woman always felt that the little fat man in the distance was wicked, she looked at her stomach and sighed and said nothing.

Weird:

That child is really evil. A five-year-old child arrives in an unfamiliar environment. He doesn’t cry or make trouble, and even helps with work. He seems to know who the master of the family is, and he coaxes her husband around. However, when he is alone, he always likes to stay in a dark room.

From time to time, the white-faced woman could see the child whispering to an unknown existence in the dark, he giggled, with a creepy feeling, and whenever she appeared, the child walked out of the darkness and recovered. Normal...but I can always see a dark red light in his eyes.

demon:

The retribution for adopting the little catastrophe came quickly. The husband who was a teacher in the village suffered from uremia. The white coat in the hospital said that there is no cure for this disease... It was all his fault, it was all his fault. It must be his fault.

It was raining heavily outside, the sky was ripped apart by thunderstorms, the muffled rumbling sound resembled the sky's rage, and the dilapidated house creaked as if it was about to collapse at any time. The white-faced woman picked up a kitchen knife. She rushed into the house and saw the fat boy who was feeding her husband with medicine. She was going to hack this little cat, and she wanted to hack this little cat. Did this.

The weak husband coughed up blood and took her knife, but the white-faced woman pushed down the already weak husband. She pulled the boy by the collar and threw him out of the house.

Only in this way can there be good, so as to be good.

She knew that she was right to do this, but she would never forget the eyes that the child looked at her outside the door of rainy night, that creepy eyes, dark red like eyes overflowing with blood.

"what……"

Suddenly supporting her body and waking up from prone, an old woman with deep wrinkles and pale complexion was dripping with sweat. I seemed to see that the evil spirit with blood in his eyes came back with the kitchen knife that slashed him back then.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang, what's wrong with you, have you had a nightmare?"

"Hey, in these years, who doesn't have nightmares as soon as they close their eyes."

"I'm going to ask the leader for leave, let you rest for two days."

Noisy and chaotic words came from all around, and after ten minutes or so, the white-faced woman realized that she was now in the back kitchen of the military area, and that nightmare that had entangled her for more than 20 years would still attack her from time to time. With ten thin fingers inserted into the gray hair, the white-faced woman lowered her head as if it were a fish falling on the shore, panting hard and laboriously.

...Love and hate are fascinating, they can drown people like water...

At the same time, in Zhu Yin's home, Zhao Chenglong was sitting on the table and Zhu Peng was sitting on the chair. Both of them flipped the materials in their hands.

Since you are afraid, then face it, look at it directly, and don't let it swallow you back.

"Even in the entire wizarding world, there are not many spells with direct "instant death" effects. Except for those particularly remote, there are only a few relatively well-known and commonly used spells: the third-order legendary spell dark soul-seeking curse, four First-order legendary spell death finger, fifth-order legendary spell Underworld Feather.

Among them, the dark soul curse requires the caster to have extremely strong negative emotion control and control. Temporary strong emotional fluctuations are not good. It must be a long-term continuous negative emotion, and after completing this trick, it will be cast every time it is cast. The magical wizards cause a reaction force. Most of the third-order legendary wizards will not survive the promotion to the fourth-order after practicing this method, but once they are promoted to the fourth-order, they are basically the dark witch king in preparation. Up.

The probability of death with one finger fight is generally about 75%. Some people who are very lucky have more than a dozen deaths with one finger and they are unscathed. The advantage of this trick is that there is no backlash, but the disadvantage is that it consumes magic power and often fails at critical times.

Underworld's Feather is a ranged spell that means death. Note that this trick is actually not a negative energy spell. In other words, even the fifth-order white wizard can also cast the Underworld's Feather. It will be possible to spread the Underworld's Feather with the caster as the center. There is a certain chance to trigger the instant-death effect. This trick is also a classic spell out of many enemies. Once a wizard used this trick to easily kill a dozen dragons and a large number of legendary heroes. "Zhu Peng looked at the information that Yi Wen had passed over the Internet, and explained it to the bald man in front of him from time to time. He and Zhao Chenglong became very good friends after the battle three days ago, and the two exchanged their practice. Experience, researching spells that can produce instantaneous effects together, these days, each has benefited a lot.

"What does a legendary hero mean?"

"Those who have super strength and great fame at the third or fourth level, sorcerers do not need great fame, promotion to the fourth level is a legend, they generally refer to the existence of the opportunity to attack the fifth-order extraordinary life." Zhu Peng Explained this way, and gave an example to Zhao Chenglong:

Li Jingxuan of the Chinese Samurai Association and those alchemists, they are promoted to the third rank, I am afraid they are all strong third ranks, and they will have the title of legend in a very short time.

"It seems that even in the Wizarding World, there are not too many such instant spells, but is there any way to prevent it?"

"The most once-and-for-all way is to have extraordinary qualities or divinities, so that all instant-death spells will have no effect on you... If you really can't, prepare some high-priced equipment and cultivate some light-type abilities with defensive and death effects. If you have a spear, you have a shield.” Zhu Peng warned Zhao Chenglong, and at the same time, he wondered where to get a piece of defense-and-death equipment. After possessing extraordinary qualities, the ability to prevent death and death would have no effect, so he specially practiced related defensive skills. ,It is not meaningful.

"...In the information you just read, this instant spell is something that should be cultivated at least at Tier 3, why did you have it in advance before Tier 1? Last time I lost so wrongly." Think of my own devastated war demon. On the second, Zhao Chenglong was in pain. If it weren't for his mental backlash, he wouldn't have been on Zhu Peng's three-day long vacation.

"It was an accident. In fact, if I do it again, I can't guarantee that the instant death effect will be triggered. However, I summarized the possible trigger conditions of the'Death Gaze':

First, the opponent must be very weak. The heavier and weaker the injury, the easier it is to trigger the death gaze effect. If the target is a healthy existence with strong vitality, the golden bull may stare to the ground and fail to trigger the death effect;

Second, it seems that the higher the negative emotions of the golden bull, the higher the probability of triggering and death, but this point cannot be verified for the time being;

In summary, I usually pay attention to all kinds of existences that have instant death ability. Once they meet them, they will try their best to complete the grid kill in a short time. The shorter the battle time, the lower the probability of triggering and killing.

In fact, you really don’t need to care too much about this. There are too few low-level professionals with instant death ability, and this trick is far less useful than you think. Physical damage, energy bombardment, this is the elimination. The opponent's kingly choice, the so-called death, is nothing more than accidental success. Indulging in this ability is a typical example of choking and generalizing. "

"...It makes sense. As long as you don’t let your bull stare at me, I don’t think I will ever encounter a second existence with instant death ability in my life. The general died in battle, I just can’t accept my own death. It’s inexplicable and unclear.” At this point, Zhao Chenglong’s phone suddenly began to vibrate. After opening it, he took a look. The Gestapo-like bald soldier stood up, and then he took out some A4 papers from his arms. To Zhu Peng.

"This is my experience in training and controlling life in the abyss. It may not be of much use to you, but after all, it is my painstaking effort to help me keep them. Let's go first. Some military affairs need to be dealt with."

"Your body has not been fully recovered. If there is a place to fight, call me. Now even you have been beaten by me in the demon battlefield, and I am quite bored."

"Oh, it's a pity that you are not a soldier. We can't join hands with you for some things." Shaking his head, Zhao Chenglong patted Zhu Peng on the shoulder, and then he left.

Zhu Peng sat in a chair alone in the room and looked through the materials in his hand. He defeated Zhao Chenglong. While obtaining a considerable amount of destiny through the victory oath, the mutant green clay also gained a certain degree of oath power. Blessing: HP+6, but this is of little significance for the mutant green mud. It does not need to use its own attributes much in the battle, but it is indeed possible to be interrupted by the opponent's assault during the form change, so hold one Supporting blood volume is also considered a good thing.

"Sir, I'm back. Here, this is some of the latest information, but Adjutant Cui said that you will burn it after reading it. This is absolutely not to be passed on, otherwise it will easily cause trouble." Zhu Yin rushed in. Passed a file folder to Zhu Peng. Although there is no shortage of formal wizards in the Jinling Military Region, both Adjutant Cui and Zhu Yin are more willing to believe in Zhu Peng, a Chinese with a true roots.

"Wailing Bell Tower... Your Highness... Sacrifice... Athol... Darkwing White Dragon Freddy. Let me first ask someone. There are hundreds of schools of various schools in Wizard City, and the Wailing Bell Tower is not the most. A top-notch organization, but someone who can be called your Highness is not an easy role to provoke. What is there in Jinling City worthy of their plot?" After sorting out the information obtained and sending it to Yiwen, Zhu Peng recalled that he was in An In the future picture that Enni saw, there were some conjectures in his heart, but he didn't dare to be completely sure. If Zhu Peng's conjecture is correct, it would be impossible to let the Wailing Bell Tower let go of Jinling City. The benefits behind this are indeed too great.

"Uh... sir. My mother came back today, please make something delicious... Besides, my mother is a little bit'phobia of persecution'. If she offends, please excuse me." Zhu Peng After sending the message and reading the material that was just received again, Zhu Yin prayed with her hands together.

"Don't worry, I don't care about anything with the elderly. Do I need to let the room out? It doesn't matter if I go to other places to make peace for a while."

"No, really no, my mother sleeps with me."

"Intimate little padded jacket..."

At sunset, the haggard white-faced woman was walking on the way back to the family area with a blue child in her arms. From time to time along the way, "Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang" greeted her affectionately. Old women with deep wrinkles one by one. Nodded in response, very kind.

At this moment in Jinling, only the military district can maintain such order and tranquility.

When she returned to her home, the old woman's spirit became more vigorous. She took the key and opened the door. First of all, she smelled the fragrance of vegetables in the room and the sound of her daughter's cutting of vegetables in the kitchen.

"Xiaoyin, you actually learned how to cook!?" I came to the table and looked at the table full of delicious dishes. Such a table is not a thin meal even in the sunshine age, and nowadays, I am afraid that even The heads of the military districts may not have the dietary treatment they are currently enjoying.

"Xiaoyin, how did you do so much, what can you do if you waste it?"

"Mom, how can it be, it's not much at all... If you don't have a little change in your house these days, I have recognized a big brother who can cook with the flesh and blood of the Abyss Demon. Let us eat one more bite to relieve the military area." A bite of ration burden." The bright military uniform girl ran out of the kitchen with flour on her cheeks, and plunged into her mother's arms like a bird thrown into the forest.

The gray-haired woman had never seen her own girl so happy, and her keenness made her realize something.

"You recognize a big brother... someone cooks in the house, why is your child so ignorant." As she said, she walked to the kitchen and wanted to see who was the man who made her daughter so attached . The warm and happy atmosphere of the room was disillusioned as the white-faced woman and the man in the apron were looking at each other in and out of the kitchen. After twenty years, they actually recognized each other at a glance.

"...You...you are finally back, demon, you demon." The whole body was trembling, and the gray-haired woman stared at the man in front of him with a knife-like gaze, when she moved her gaze to Zhu Peng's hand. When holding the kitchen knife, she smiled: "I really didn't read it wrong, did you come back to kill me?"

She walked towards Zhu Peng step by step, step by step coincides with the image of the woman holding the knife 20 years ago. Under the strong mental impact, Zhu Peng's mental power and magic power were intertwined and boiled. They were cheering at this moment, and the main consciousness completely let go of their suppression, allowing them to run unscrupulously.

Under the impact of the spirit and magic power in the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhu Peng only felt a headache for a while, and his past memories overlapped with the reality at this time. In his eyes, his dry cheeks were covered with knife-like wrinkles and long. The white robe female ghost with long black hair covering her eyes, she staggered towards her step by step. It brings fear, despair, and darkness of death like a wave.

"Kill me, take this knife to kill...ah!"

Zhu Peng held the kitchen knife as if a swift leopard broke out, but in an instant he threw the old woman in front of him against the wall, and the kitchen knife slashed against the woman's neck, directly embedded in the wall.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? What are you doing, that's my mother."

"You don't pretend to be mentally ill with me, pretending not to be afraid of death. In fact, you are very afraid of death, you just know in your heart that I will never kill you because of my foster father, so I dare to scream in front of me." Own Zhu Yin, at this moment, Zhu Peng's eyes only have a white face old woman, then normal and sometimes turned into a ghost face.

"I know you hate me, but I have never regretted what I did back then. If you don’t drive you away, who knows how badly you will harm our family, you have been abnormal since you were young, and you like being alone in the dark Stay alone and don’t play with other children. Your biological father is a smoker, drunkard, and gambler. When you were three or four years old, he was caught in a prison, and your body was filled with dirty and disgusting blood. What's wrong with me driving you away?" The white face flushed with fear or anger, she tried her best to stare at the man in front of her, expressing her integrity.

"Yes, you were right to drive me away back then."

"..."

"If... if you just drove me away back then, I wouldn’t hate you at all. At that time, the family conditions were not good, my father was seriously ill, and you were pregnant with children... At that time, driving me away was indeed what the family could do. The most correct choice. If you just do these things, I will not hate, let alone blame, and I will definitely come back to take care of you and my foster father when I succeed in my studies.

But you drove me away, is it really for that family?

What did you do after you drove me away? Have you taken good care of your foster father? Have you taken good care of that home? You stole all the life-saving money from your family with your child, and then ran away with the lazy man in the village... Back then, my foster father was buried by the parents of his student's child. You old bitch, I really want to cut it. I slashed you. "At the end of the speech, Zhu Peng was utterly distraught. He was a martial artist, and when he returned to the village and town, all he saw was the ruined house. The crumbling house has not collapsed for many years. It was the human heart inside that collapsed.

After the elders in the village recognized Zhu Peng, he lamented and told the young man what happened before and after the incident, which also allowed Zhu Peng to see the darkness and ugliness in human nature.

The white-faced woman who knew that the man in front of her knew all the truth immediately became paralyzed, and slowly sat down with a nasty smell from her body... This woman was afraid of poverty, hardship, and death, but In the end, he turned himself into something worse than death.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, I won't really hurt you. I won't let Xiaoyin, who has the blood of her adoptive father, hate me, let alone killing you this kind of **** is simply dirtying my hands, for so many years you It’s fun to cheat yourself to play, isn’t it? Then you slowly cheat, but have you ever thought about it, when you know all the truth, how should your daughter face her mother?" Peng turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Zhu Yin staring at his mother with an unbelievable look.

For Zhu Peng, this level of revenge is enough.

When he returned to the room and began to pack his belongings, the phone rang again. This time it was not the Changhong Changdong mobile phone, but Zhu Yin replaced him: "Song of Pigs", I have to say, at least better than Changhong mobile phone prompt sounds much better. Zhu Peng adjusted his mood, then connected Yi Wen's call from the Abyss City.

"Hey, let me tell you a bad news."

"Come on, I know enough bad news today, so it doesn't matter if I add another one."

"The Wailing Bell Tower is a school of wizards with contract wizards as the main body. There is a fifth-order supernatural wizard, but he is currently participating in the Hundred Years War on a different plane. The real host is currently two legendary wizards from the top of the fourth-tier. A wizard with the legendary title of Domination of Shadows, he is very good at the three types of black magic of Necromancer, Shadow, and Summoning."

"...I am good at necromancers, shadows, and summoning. He wants to sacrifice the survivors of Jinling City?"

"You are still as sensitive to bad news as you have always been. Inferring from the material you provided me, yes.

Drag out the bones of the gods that have fallen into eternal sleep from the star world between your faces, communicate and awaken their consciousness, transform their life forms through a large-scale black magic sacrifice, and flush the shackles of faith with blood and soul. Turn them into horror familiars with fifth-order extraordinary traits. This is the most common promotion method used by the wizarding world to be trapped in the fourth-order peak contract wizard in the past seven thousand years.

The success rate is very high. Although the cost is high, and although the backlash is huge, after becoming a Tier 5 life body, it naturally has a long, long or even endless life span to make up for the damage. The difference between Tier 4 and Tier 1 is the difference between heaven and earth. Tier 4 is a legend on earth, Tier 5 is an epic myth, especially as a wizard to be promoted. After that step, it will almost become the eternal king of the world. "Yiwen's words revealed a sense of heaviness and fear, Tier 5 lifeforms, no, Tier 4 Legends and their little miscellaneous fish professionals can't afford it either.

"Thank you, Yi Wen. However, this is actually good news for me." Suddenly he smiled silently, Zhu Peng stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, conscious of the strong negative emotions in the country suddenly got a catharsis. , In this man's eyes, two dark red lights even faintly shot out.

"Hey...Zhu Peng, don't mess around, I'll beg my sister to find the Wailing Bell Tower to negotiate a solution, hello?"

Pulling out those dusty weapons and re-equipping them one by one, Tier 3 Great Witch Zhu Peng certainly can't provoke him, but Zhu Peng may not be unable to kill a weaker Tier 1 wizard or even a summoner.

(Perhaps there is really dirty and depraved blood flowing in my veins, otherwise...Why do I want to kill people like this when I am upset.)

...Cast a sword in the name of a god, forgive the innocence of killing...

The skinny old man lay on his back among the soft and warm thick fur. While drinking a good iced wine, he kissed the cheeks of a pretty girl under twenty years old in his arms. This earth girl was instinctively slightly Struggling makes him feel full of fun.

"I have worked hard all my life, only mellow wine and beauties make me feel that what I have paid is not in vain." The old wizard murmured, enjoying the wine and color in the upside down and drunk, savoring the whole life in the half-awake and half-drunk Experience. It's not just the girl in her arms. A moment later, a group of unarmed girls wrapped the old man, indulging in sensuality.

However, abruptly, there were hands wrapped around the neck of the old wizard. If it were the girls around, these hands would be too big.

The old wizard's spirit paralyzed by alcohol and wine was instantly awake, and the defensive talent rooted in the mind was stressed, but it was too late. His whole body was thrown out of the window by a huge force, although the talent defensive force field was already there. Rise, but after knocking out the window, looking at the fast approaching earth~www.readwn.com~ the old wizard screamed, then slammed into tomato egg noodles, red, white, and yellow, all mixed Are together.

The wizard’s natural defensive field is indeed intrepid. Compared with other professions, it is almost an absolute combat advantage. Objects exceeding a certain speed will be blocked, and those that cause a certain degree of harm to the body will be blocked, and even arouse the wizard’s instinctive vigilance. The same will be blocked. It is almost impossible for an official wizard to be killed by an assassin. Even Zhu Peng’s hands just touched the old wizard’s neck, but it was impossible to break his neck, so Zhu Peng chose to throw him at Outside the window, in the current Jinling City, wizards with a certain status like to live in high-rise buildings, and once the floor exceeds five floors up, the talent defensive field of the first- and second-order wizards simply cannot stop the high gravity and potential energy. There is no reason to fall and die.

"Run, even though you will die in the end, run as far as possible."

The girls in the room were horrified and looked at the man who did not know when he appeared in the room. He was carrying a javelin and a big sword in his leather armor. At this time, the noise of the wizard’s followers was faintly heard outside the door. Zhu Peng originally planned to throw The javelin escaped from the window, but looking at the girl in the room, he thought for a while, he drew the big sword on his back, kicked the door open, from the front, among the many followers of the old wizard, raised the sword. Kill it out.

Fengchen three-foot sword, Shenji a uniform.

I do what I can do, just ask for a clear conscience, I only kill people I can kill... I don’t believe it, kill all the backbone, there are only one or two great wizards left, and can also deploy super large black magic. Circle?

Facing the cold light of the sword, Zhu Peng's eyes were red, and the sword rushed to kill.

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