"Zhao Guangming can't last long, the woman's heart is missing, Meng Yu hasn't woken up yet, and the others have lost their ability to fight."
Wang Jin described the current situation to Mustache in as concise terms as possible. The latter nodded and took out two metal books from his pocket.
"Crash..."
The pure white book page in his hand turned again, and countless white figures appeared inside the barrier.
Following his gesture, Bai Zibing swarmed towards Liuli in overwhelming numbers, and some of them protected Leonard and his group.
"The entire upper capital is under the influence of a natural disaster. I must take this woman in as soon as possible."
Mustache spoke slowly, and all Bai Zibing made sounds similar to his at the same time.
"Oh, then it won't be my turn."
Zhao Guangming grinned, jumped away from Liuli's attack, and stood far away.
Things are prioritized, and given the crisis in the entire Shangjing city, personal grudges are not worth mentioning.
Of course, if you want to completely make Liuli disappear, he is still indispensable, so Zhao Guangming is not worried.
Bai Zibing rushed towards Liuli frantically. The latter seemed to be facing this situation for the first time, but after a brief daze, he chose to take the initiative to attack.
The curse echoed in the air, and Bai Zibing seemed to be made of paper, being consumed quickly.
But every time one of them disappeared, more would come up, and Liuli was even suppressed for a short time under the human sea tactic.
"It's you again, why are you disturbing us?"
The woman turned to look at Mustache, her tone was not as playful as when she spoke to Zhao Guangming, but was instead cold.
She frowned and rose into the air again.
The amber clouds formed quickly, and after a few muffled thunders, countless shining raindrops quickly poured down.
No, that's not raindrops, that's some kind of crystal with a terrifying weight.
Bai Zibing, who was bathed in the rain, was smashed to pieces in an instant, and for a while he couldn't keep up with the consumption.
Mustache frowned and flipped through another metal book.
Suddenly a strong wind blew in the sky, and a knight riding a thin old horse could be vaguely seen walking out of the void slowly.
He was wearing broken armor, but the spear in his hand was shining brightly.
Without a mustache to direct him, he launched a fearless charge towards Liuli.
A relentless charge.
The sound of horse hooves sounded, and the knight shouted and ran towards the invincible enemy.
The crystal falling from the sky actively avoided him as if it had become conscious, and the wheel of fate slowly twisted, temporarily exchanging his and Liuli's personalities.
Mustache muttered something softly, and it was only when Wang Jin got closer that he heard it clearly.
"Destiny spins like the wheels of a waterwheel. Those who were at the top yesterday are now at the bottom of the pack."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and showed a faint smile.
He had already guessed the name of the book from this familiar sentence.
The Great Mystery - "Don Quixote".
As for what it does…
Forcibly swapping the identity of the tragic knight with another person for a short time.
The tattered armor became brand new and shiny, the thin horses became strong and handsome, and even the spear radiated light.
The knight whispered and rushed towards Liuli with an aura that could not be ignored.
The latter has fallen to the ground, and the amber light all over his body has disappeared, just like a mortal.
"Ahem..."
The mustache coughed violently, and a few wisps of bright red flowed from the corners of his mouth.
The use of the secret ritual is not without cost, let alone changing Liuli's personality.
The man in a luxurious suit jacket took a breath, took out a small remote control from the box he carried with him, and pressed it lightly.
His breath returned quickly, as if he had pressed the reverse button.
Wang Jin could feel from the aura that it was a dangerous and strange story.
Da da da…
The sound of horse hooves still echoed, and the knight raised the woman with the tip of his spear and shouted in victory.
"cough…"
Mustache's face turned pale. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wang Jin suddenly felt that he was a little older than a few minutes ago.
But this did not stop Mustache's next move.
He took out the third book from the box.
This one is completely different from the previous two. It is not made of metal, and the shiny paper has a reassuring familiarity.
For some reason, Wang Jin suddenly had the urge to open it.
"This can only suppress her temporarily."
Mustache looked at Wang Jin, his expression and tone seemed to be explaining the funeral arrangements.
"I may lose consciousness after using this secret instrument, and then I will leave it to you."
"good."
The young man said nothing and just nodded.
The situation leaves no room for hesitation. Since Mustache has chosen himself, Wang Jin will be responsible to the end.
"call…"
Mustache looked at the knight whose aura was gradually weakening, and slowly opened the book in his hand.
The towering city wall appeared out of thin air, and the blue bricks seemed to tell the traces of history.
Wails and roars came from inside the city wall, as if something was trying to escape.
Liuli, who had broken free from the knight's spear, was suddenly startled, her eyes became blurred, and she slowly walked towards the towering city wall.
One step, another step.
Although the pace is slow, it is extremely determined.
It's as if she comes from there and everything is so natural.
"People inside want to come out, and people outside want to get in."
Wang Jin squinted his eyes, and this time he didn't have to mutter with his mustache. He had already seen the name of the secret book.
Unlike Don Quixote, the name of this secret book is taken from a famous Chinese book.
The Great Mystery - "The Siege".
From that famous sentence alone, Wang Jin could infer its general purpose.
"Mustache said that this secret ritual can temporarily suppress Liuli."
Wang Jin frowned and looked at the phantom of the city wall and Liuli who was getting closer and closer.
squeak…
The heavy city gate was pushed open, and the woman in white stepped in, even with a smile of relief on her face.
Bang!
The city gate suddenly closed, followed by fierce slapping and banging sounds, as if something was trying to break out of it.
"Ahem... I can't last long."
Mustache suddenly closed the secret ritual in his hand and stuffed it into Wang Jin's arms.
The next second, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
At the moment when the secret ritual was in his hands, Wang Jin finally understood why Mustache couldn't hold on.
This thing is like a bottomless pit dedicated to absorbing inspiration, even he can't stand it.