One Step to The End

"Huh~"

A **** glow swept across the crowd. Except for Zhao Guanren who threw Gao Jie down, almost no one reacted. More than a dozen people were cut in half on the spot, and the roaring crowd exploded at once. Some Some drew a knife and fled.

"Kill her!"

The instructors roared and launched a group attack. Who knows that the little ladies are extremely fierce. She can't break the defense when the sword light hits her. Her hands are like ten sharp swords. There must be a head under one wave. Landing.

"Ah~"

The instructors and museum owners all screamed and fell to the ground. Their protection could not stop the opponent's attack. The best thing was that they broke through the wooden door and flew out. In the blink of an eye, the opponent set off a **** storm. It was like a human flesh harvester. .

"When~"

A clear sound came from the ground, only to see Zhao Guanren tug Gao Jie to curl up on the ground, using the giant corpse warlord’s large forehead guard to block them, and the red dress woman’s claws couldn’t break the forehead, leaving only three. Road shallow scratches.

"Puff~"

Zhao Guanren wiped the blood from his face, pushed Gao Jie and said anxiously: "Climb back, this is definitely a red-eyed one, people here can't stop her!"

"If you can't stop it, you have to stop it. This is the Zhan Wutang, the backbone of the cultivator..."

Gao Jie drew the ring head knife on his waist, jumped up and slashed at the woman in the red skirt. The ring head knife burst into a dazzling white light, and the startled opponent hurriedly turned and raised his paw to block.

"Huh~"

Dao Mang slashed through her sharp claws, and unexpectedly removed her entire arm. The black corpse blood spewed out immediately, and the cut opponent staggered to sit on the ground.

"this……"

Gao Jie looked at the ring head knife in surprise. He didn't expect that the knife would have such a terrifying power, but at this dazed effort, the opponent swung another sharp claw.

"When~"

A golden shield suddenly appeared in front of her, promptly helping Gao Jie to block the fatal blow, but the other side kicked his legs and broke the rear window with one end. He jumped over the courtyard wall and disappeared, leaving only one place. Black corpse blood.

"Call an ambulance!"

Hallmaster Sun fell in embarrassedly from the outside. A lancet had already been broken in half, and more than a dozen museum owners had died, but Zhao Guanren got up and said angrily: "Who owns the golden key? Come on, if you don't take it out, just wait to die!"

"Here...here I am..."

An injured museum owner sat up and tremblingly took out a wooden box from his pocket. When it was opened, it was a golden antique key, which was much larger than the normal key. Just looking at this head, you can tell , It must be the key to the big warehouse.

"What is this, how can it attract zombies..."

Hall Master Sun looked at each other in disbelief, Zhao Guanren snatched it over and cursed: "These people who are obsessed with money dare to pick up any ghosts. The zombies have killed more than a dozen people in order to find it, and today they have lost dozens of them. You must be responsible for every human life!"

"Don't talk about responsibility..."

Hall Master Sun hurriedly said: "This thing is not safe in our hands, and the zombies are still at large. We have to quickly invite the gods over and let him be the master. You must go to the back and hide. You must get the keys. Hide it, this thing must have a dead clan's big secret!"

"go!"

Zhao Guanren took Gao Jie and walked out. At this time, all the disciples of the main school came out. Hundreds of people were all carrying knives, guns and clubs, in a posture of fighting zombies, but their masters were all killed. This group of rookies is even more useless.

"Let's go to the retreat room, Duo is still over there..."

Gao Jie took Zhao Guanren and walked quickly to the side of the mountain. There was a courtyard with a high wall between the forests and a row of semi-enclosed stone houses. After the two walked in, they discovered that none of the disciples who were practicing in retreat were affected in any way. , Li Shishi also practiced in it very well.

"No one in room six, come in..."

Gao Jie opened the last door of the house and walked in. There was nothing on the floor except the futon. She closed the door and handed the ring first knife, and said, "You are such a powerful knife. I have never seen such a powerful weapon. And there is so much firepower that can be accommodated!"

"Damn! You have used so much, you have to fill it up..."

Zhao Guanren took the knife and forced it hard. Originally, half of the firepower was left, but now only one-fifth is left.

"I can not……"

Gao Jie said apologetically: "With my ability, it is estimated that it will be filled for several months. You might as well ask Duo Duo to help you charge it. She can absorb it much faster than me, but who did you charge it before? "

"The firepower was full when I picked it up..."

Zhao Guanren inserted the knife back and sat on the futon. Gao Jie also sat beside him and said, "Give me your hand, and I will help you absorb the soul film. There is no one who can not absorb the soul film, unless you are really a cultivator. , Repel these things from entering the body!"

"I don't reject it, I also want to become a master nine times a night..."

Zhao Guanren held her slender and tender hands and looked straight into her eyes and couldn't help but smile, but Gao Jie said in a grotesque manner: "Look at your prowess. I think about it nine times a night. Okay! Close your eyes and concentrate on feeling it. , I'm going to help you ignite your natal fire!"

"You have ignited the fire in my heart..."

Zhao Guanren stretched his head and glanced at her neckline, and made Gao Jie kick her feet before closing her eyes. Zhao Guanren soon felt that a warm current of warmth entered his arms, followed into his body, and began to move towards The brain surged.

"Ah~"

Gao Jie suddenly let go of her hands with an exclamation and opened her eyes in shock: "You...why is your natal palace closed? There are many black chains locked on it, and my spirit power was swallowed as soon as it got closer! "

"I let a zombie curse, and I can never practice..."

Zhao Guanren smiled indifferently. He guessed that the soul chain was doing the strange thing, but Gao Jie firmly held his hands again and said: "I have seen in an ancient book that the fire of human beings is except for the natal palace. Besides, you can ignite it in your heart, and I will try it for you!"

"Come on, don't kill me..."

Zhao Guanren smiled bitterly and closed his eyes, Gao Jie's spirit power entered his body again, this time it kept spinning back and forth in his heart.

gradually……

Zhao Guanren felt that his chest was getting warmer and warmer, as if a small flame had been ignited in his body, but it seemed as if it would be extinguished if he took a breath.

Gao Jie also seemed to have tried his best, his teeth clenched and rattled, and finally after more than ten minutes, the erratic little flame was stabilized.

"Ignite!!!"

Gao Jie opened his eyes in surprise, and said, "I didn't expect this to be really successful. Now I can really be your master, and the speed at which you can absorb the soul film is not too slow. As long as you study well, you will be able to Become a master nine times a night!"

"Master! Can it be used on you nine times..."

Zhao Guanren looked at her with piercing eyes, Gao Jie's pretty face blushed, and said angrily: "I'm your master, please respect me in the future, otherwise you are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor. Have you heard?"

"Haha~"

Zhao Guanren leaned against the wall and smiled: "Look at you, your face is blushing, but I always forgot to ask you, have you been married or have a boyfriend?"

"Of course! My boyfriend is studying in Chishan Fort, and he is likely to become the eleventh **** general..."

Gao Jie's full-faced arrogant jealous waved her hand and said, "Hurry up and sit down. I will start to teach you how to absorb the soul tablets, and soul power has many functions. It can not only strengthen the body, release it to fight, but also speed up the wound. Heal and help other people heal their wounds!"

"Don't you think that Zhan Wutang's path is wrong..."

Zhao Guanren said: "The instructors of the combat department do not know how to fight themselves. They only know how to release their soul power and how to release their power to the greatest extent. It's all a bunch of rubbish!"

"In fact, we also understand, how can a capable instructor stay in the Battle Martial Hall..."

Gao Jie said frustratedly: "Zhanwutang is a place where you get deadly wages. Ambitious people go to private martial arts halls, or the army has made achievements, and the rest are people who only want peace and peace, and where are they who dare not go out of the city? The actual combat experience, not a government-run organization, has long been trampled on the ground!"

"No! This is not the reason for the low wages..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head and said: "This is because the leaders of the Association do not want to delegate power, and do not want outsiders to meddle with their turf. Otherwise, invite the instructor of the private martial arts gym to give lectures and give some paper honors to ensure that many people are willing to rush to become instructors. !"

"Oh~"

Gao Jie sighed: "You didn't know when you first came here. The water in the Xiu Association is deep. President Wu's wine and rice bags are dogs that protect food. Even if the dishes in the bowl are covered, they won't let outsiders lick them. One bite!"

"Gao Jie! Are you guys here..."

Outside the door suddenly came the shout of Hall Master Sun, Gao Jie quickly got up and opened the door, only to see Hall Master Sun leading a large group of people standing in the courtyard, headed by a burly, tall, middle-aged man.

This man is dressed in golden plate armor and white robe. He is holding a hollow golden broad sword in his hand. He has wild and unruly black curly hair. He looks wild and domineering. If it weren't for the face of a Chinese, he would think Here comes a western armored warrior.

"I'm going! Isn't it tired to wear such a heavy armor..."

Zhao Guanren whispered a word, but there was still someone outside the courtyard leading a tall white horse. Seeing that the black riding lance carried on the horse, it should be the mount of this golden armored warrior.

"I have seen Situ, this is our new honorary deputy hall master, Mr. Zhang Jiuri..."

Gao Jie led him out and introduced him to him. God Situ looked at Zhao Guanren with great interest, and smiled in a rough voice: "I heard that you are a cultivator. Use your most powerful trick to attack me. Let me see. What is the strength of the cultivator!"

"Haha~ The **** will believe this kind of rumors, but it's just a trick for me to earn a small amount of money..."

Zhao Guanren hurriedly handed the small wooden box, Situ opened it and looked at it, and asked: "I don't believe in cultivating immortals, but everyone says that you have a lot of knowledge. How about body armor?"

"Hehe~ I don't understand! I don't understand..."

Zhao Guanren humbly shook his head again and again, and said, "Master God! You must pay more attention to this key. The zombie will find it where it is. I don't know the specifics. I have never seen this thing. You can go. Ask them the Master Chen of the Black Flag Martial Arts Hall!"

"Huh~ I'm afraid they don't dare to come, just because their hands are itchy, use them to practice hands..."

Situ God would put away the small wooden box and turned away. He creaked as he walked, and he had deep footprints on the muddy ground. He would have been exhausted if he hadn't been riding a big horse.

"What do you pretend to be, when you are the Eight Demon King..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head disdainfully, but Gao Jie said in amazement: "People are the patron saint of our Dongjiang Fortress, and the gods rank sixth on the list of gods. How come you are dressed again... what's the matter?"

"Cut~"

Zhao Guanren curled his lips and said, "His suit is all pretty. Only the horse-riding lance is the real guy. It should be a weapon from the captain of the black armored cavalry. I hope that the mother's corpse infiltrated has no accomplices, otherwise people will screw his head. Come down and play the ball!"