From Puppet Prince To Night King

2021-09-29

Chapter 77 76. The Battle of Ping An Fang 2 (4.2K words) "Liu, just now That assassin's sword has a strange and strange poison that is not owned by Central Plains.There are only two ways to save it. First, before the poison has penetrated the heart, break the arm to survive!"

" Second, your uncle grandfather once gave me a medicine pill, he said that it was obtained in a cultivator far away from the human area. Monster core."

"After eating monster core, there will be many There is a possibility, first, you can get powerful power to force the poison out of your body;

second, although you have gained powerful power, you will also become inhuman;

Third Type, you will go crazy;

Fourth, you may not be able to survive and will die.

Your uncle grandfather said that this monster core has a very good character Gentle, should. should be fine, as long as you have a strong will, you won't go crazy or die."

"You choose."

Mother Mo's body trembled.

The boy asked: "aunt, my right hand is broken, can I still practice the sword?"

Mother Mo said: "Left hand. You can use the left hand sword instead, but the martial skill , exercise jin, Qi Refinement's cultivation technique Because the arm is missing, so the cultivation technique will be a little harder to find, and it will be more difficult to practice, but it's okay"

The boy said: "Is that right? Can't practice Ghost Shadow Sword Art anymore?"

Mother Mo said: "Liu Liu."

Boy said: "Left hand. I don't know how to use it and I have no confidence to use it well My father always said that I was stupid before he died. I tried my best to cultivate and want to prove to him that his son can become a great swordsman.

Even a fool can become a great swordsman.

.

I finally got the uncle teaching of the nameless, how can I stop there?

I am not reconciled”

The two lines are hot Hot tears flowed down his cheeks.

The boy gritted his teeth.

“aunt, I eat monster core.”

Mother Mo reached into her bosom, took out a splendid pouch, and took out a chilly jade box, thumb and index finger gently Squeeze, the jade box opens, revealing a black hard object the size of a pigeon egg.

The hard object was streaked up, like blood vessels on the heart, and around it was haunted by faintly discernable black smoke, like poisonous snakes circling, exuding some kind of strange evil.

Tu Liuzi stared at the monster core, reached out and grabbed it, put it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Mother Mo saw that he had eaten monster core. Although she was extremely worried, she no longer hesitated and shouted: "Old Zhuang, you carry the second Gang Lord, leave the secret passage in front, and the secret passage leads to The Longevity Building can be recognized by the decree of my Ping'an Square.

After recognition, let someone come to the rescue quickly."

"Yes, Gang Lord."

An old man with white hair came out, carried Tu Liuzi on his back, turned around to cast the movement method, and ran away instantly.

Mother Mo wiped the sweat from her forehead, took care of her wet temples, stood up proudly, clenched her pipe and knife in her hand, took a deep breath and said, "The movement just now must have attracted that person. The assassin of Xuankongfang is gone.Our speed is far inferior to those of the assassin. If we forcibly escape, we can only be beheaded, and there is no hope of survival.

Everyone, please forgive Mother Mo for being selfish. I have given Xiaoliu and Lao Zhuang hope, and I want you all to live and die with me here.

If you don’t want to, you can leave now.”

For a while, She has an extraordinary bearing, and the appearance of Gang Lord is unobstructed, far from the charming and beautiful woman in normally.

The rest of the cadres in the workshop looked at each other with fear in each other's pupils.

The assassin too terrifying headed by Xuankongfang, two exotic short-handled sickles, their tricks and tricks are changeable, even the trajectory is elusive.

As long as you get close, you will be hit by the knife in two or three rounds at most. Moreover, the blade is actually coated with exotic poison, colorless and odorless. And gradually green, no wonder the brother who was injured before was not able to chase after him.

In addition to the headed assassin, there are three or four other people, each of whom is armed with Absolute Art, and the weapons used are extremely strange, even the hooked sickle spear only used by battlefield generals.

The bizarre weapons, combined with the unseen murder tactics, are really terrifying matchless.

And the twin pupils full of baleful aura behind the waning moon masks can even show how many people assassin normally kill.

Although they can be regarded as men who are rolling on the rivers and lakes, they are far worse than these perverts who think about killing people every day.

Even if they are stronger than others in frontal combat, they will not be their opponents.

even more how, now even the frontal combat is no match for others.

They are nothing but a motley crew on the edge of the Longevity Building, but Xuankongfang seems to have sent a regular army to deal with them. It's not an exaggeration to crush them.

Then, stay here. It's nine deaths and still alive.

If you run away, with so many people blocking you, you should have a little more hope of surviving.

But one of the strong men took a step forward and said solemnly first: "May I live and die with Gang Lord." Said: "I would like to live and die with Gang Lord."

No one escaped.

"Okay!" Mother Mo praised, then flicked the pipe knife to disperse the stagnant airflow.

Her beautiful eyes glowed with brilliance, and she immediately stood up to the center of the corridor.

The faint light of the fire zhezi shone out the blood-stained blue and white on the blue-and-white silk garment, which was extremely dreary.

The rest of the people are also clutching their swords, with death ambitions and ruthless faces, centering on Mother Mo as a wall of flesh and blood, ready to meet the upcoming battle of nine deaths and still alive.

Time passed by second by second, and the corridor was eerily quiet.

Mother Mo suddenly said: "Throw the fire book to the front."

The big man grasping the fire book understood and hurriedly threw it forward.

In this way, if the opponent appears, they will be the first to be exposed to the light. They can attack with a hidden weapon first, which may have miraculous effects.

This is a tactical detail.

The big man couldn't help but admire the fact that he was able to take into account these details when he was in such a panic.

It's been a while.

May be many, many seconds.

It may have been two minutes.

Everyone held their breath.

And the sound of footsteps finally came from the distant entrance of the tunnel.

The sound of footsteps is slow and slow, as if it indicates that the person who comes is leisurely and the odds of winning are in hand.

Da. Da. Da. Footsteps are not covered, echoing in the corridor.

Everyone exhaled lightly, their bodies tensed like a big bow, their five fingers moved up and down soothingly, and they clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, while the other hand was clasping some common rivers and lakes. hidden weapon , such as darts, locust stones, etc.

And in the distance, a black shadow was holding a hooked sickle spear that was eight feet long in his left hand, and was pointing forward to the ground.

His footsteps were almost non-existent, and the "da-da" sound he made was the sound of the spear point of the zhangba hooked sickle spear.

Da.. Da.. Da. The footsteps are getting closer.

Looking to be aware of the light, the shadow stopped abruptly at the corner of the corridor.

The air was frighteningly quiet, like the calm before a rainstorm, filled with a terrifying oppression.

Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of everyone, a straight silhouette suddenly folded from the corner and swept over.

The people who were tensed up were instructed to shoot, and for a while, the hidden weapons in their hands shot out one after another, and flew towards the silhouette.

The next moment, everyone was stunned.

It wasn't a silhouette at all, but a hooked scythe.

Just when they were in a daze, a silhouette determined the direction through the sound, then showed a bright mirror in the void, and instantly appeared behind them. Guang Guang saw a familiar woman in the crowd.

"Gang Lord Mo??"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind everyone.

When everyone heard the voice behind them, their hearts trembled, and they almost exploded in shock.

For a while, they turned around and looked back.

In the darkness, a silhouette was blurred between the corridors.

Mother Mo was stunned for a while, then tentatively asked: "Mr. Wuming?"

Bai Yuan indifferently said: "Yes."

Mother Mo stared intently. Staring at the darkness, he said, "Huo Zhezi."

The big man beside him ignited another Huo Zhezi.

The fire spreads out, illuminating the silhouette not far away.

The grey cloak, the copper face covering the face, and the solitary sword is hard to find This normally ordinary dress, normally ordinary silhouette, in the eyes of today's Ping An Fang final cadres, is actually saying Not out of terrifying.

He seemed to be a devil who burrowed out of the darkness, appeared suddenly, and gave them a powerful oppression and a sense of trepidation, like the heavy snow in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, making their hearts icy cold and unable to breathe.

It can be said that if he didn't speak out just now, but shot directly, then at this moment, blood is flowing into a river, and there is no chance of luck at all.

The cadres secretly rejoiced that this was their own family.

At the same time, the words of the previous two Gang Lords sounded "Uncle is the swordsman of the martial arts, you really underestimate him."

didn't expect . It's true!

They were all wrong.

Gang Lord and two Gang Lords are right!

Mr. Anonymous is not just a swordsman of the world, but a terrifying assassin.

Such an assassin is absolutely impossible on the rivers and lakes, but it is a Legendary with a glorious past.

But he's wearing a mask.

No matter what kind of past he has, it is the past after all.

When he puts on the mask, he has no name, and the past is disappeared.

"I've seen Mr. Wuming!!!" Everyone cupped one fist in the other hand, and their voices changed from slightly mocking and distrustful to respectful and respectful.

As for the fake person, there is almost no probability.

First is the voice, shape, and dress, second is the logic, and then the feeling of Mother Mo.

If these are all fake, then they will admit it, anyway, if the other party doesn't make a sound to remind them, they are already dead.

After a short whileMother Mo and Bai Yuan walked together and came out of the corridor.

Outside The five assassins from the Hanging Square were cut off their tendons and hamstrings, and they were lying in the lobby with acupuncture points, unable to move.

The moment Bai Yuan walked out, the five assassins had extremely complicated expressions in their eyes.

Fear and worship.

When I saw Death God, I was afraid of being killed, and I wanted to crawl in front of him and kiss the ground in front of him.

These eyes fell into the eyes of Mother Mo and many other cadres, and everyone was shocked.

Fear they understand.

But why is there a touch of worship? Shouldn't they hate it?

Isn't it time to complain? Why so much admiration for those who cut off their future and put them on the chopping block?

How terrifying and maddening these assassins are, they know it, but these murderous perverts show adoration to another person, what does that mean? What does that mean? !

It's easy.

That is, the person who shot is not only powerful and terrifying, but also of the same kind as them. Although they are of the same kind, they are already standing on a Peak that they cannot reach.

There is a saying in Confucianism, "If you hear about Dao in the morning, you can die in the evening." Although these assassins have not reached such a high realm, they are all tirelessly pursuing Slaughter Dao.

However, they have limited aptitude and limited opportunity, and it is impossible for them to reach the realm in mind, let alone the Supreme Realm.

But, they just saw it.

Although the price was that their tendons were broken, they finally saw it.

For example, a prisoner who has been imprisoned in the dark for a long time longs to see the sun in his heart, even if the sun makes him blind, he still longs for it.

Mother Mo suddenly turned her head to the side, looking towards Bai Yuan . Bai Yuan also looked at her quietly.

The two looked at each other.

Mother Mo suddenly said with a smile: "The concubine really made a lot of money. A person like Mr. Wuming actually lived in my little Ping'an Square."

Bai Yuan asked: "Where is the sixth son?"

Mother Mo was stunned for a while, and then said with a gloomy look: "He's fine."

After that, she turned her head and looked towards the big men One of them said, "Old Zhao, do a search!"

The man understood, and immediately stepped forward, leaned over one of the assassin's arms and groped for a while, and grabbed a small jade bottle.

Generally speaking, the poisoner will carry the antidote with him, just like "there are hundreds of poisons in the world, there must be an antidote within five steps".

The poisoner wants to control life and death, and the world is the balance of all things.

The big man pulled out the jade bottle stopper, sniffed it from a distance, and then plugged it again, nodding to Mother Mo: "It should be the antidote."

Mother Mo Said: "Search again!"

Soon, the big man found some medicine pills and the like on other people.

Mother Mo said: "Go to the Longevity Building through the secret passage, take all these, and let the experts in the annex help identify it."

"Yes!"

The big man got the order and left quickly.

Mother Mo paused and said again: "Take these people along to withdraw and torture them, the sooner the better! Don't give them the chance to commit suicide! Others go out to support."

"Yes!" Several big men immediately put down the five assassins, and the rest went out in groups.

Bai Yuan glanced at it. Although he didn't like killing, he also knew that the benevolence of women born in war was purely sick. Since both sides were on the battlefield, they must have the consciousness of death.

There were only two people left in the cold house.

Mother Mo took off the appearance of Gang Lord, and said with a worried expression: "Liu Liu was poisoned, and now he has swallowed a monster core, but I don't know what will happen"

"I'm late." Bai Yuan said.

Mother Mo was stunned for a while, a smile flashed in her beautiful eyes, "How can you blame Mr.? It's just that the concubine thought she had overestimated Mr., but didn't expect to underestimate Mr. ."

"It doesn't matter." Bai Yuan said indifferently.

Mother Mo hesitated and said, "Tonight's war is a little weird, I always feel assassin in Xuankongfang."

She paused, as if she didn't know what to say, because of this speculation too unimaginable.

But seeing the swordsman's cold pupils beside him, he felt a little more secure in his heart.

"The people who attacked my Ping'an Square today seem to be some Foreign Race people. Xuankongfang is my assassin force in Central Plains. Even if there are Foreign Race people, there will be very few people. How can it be like this today? "

Bai Yuan said: "Is it a weapon? "

Mother Mo said: "Not only weapons, but also their martial skill, strength. Didn't you see it when Mr. "

Bai Yuan indifferently said: "There is no confrontation. "

Mother Mo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly clear comprehension.

"No confrontation" means, all in one second, why fight?

No confrontation , naturally can't see the number of each other's way - PS: Weakly continue to ask for monthly tickets~~ (end of this chapter)