Qin Yang did not hesitate. A powerful soul that surpassed the third level is definitely something that excites him. Although hell has only just begun, it is also an exciting fact to be able to communicate with a high-level soul. The three behind him
The man also quickened his pace. The girl held the wooden box and led a few people around the entire antique street. Qin Yang was able to find her exact location with the help of his yin and yang eyes, but the three men in black disappeared.
.
I don’t know how long I ran, but finally in a deserted place, the girl stopped, breathing heavily, just like that, her hands still held the wooden box tightly, for fear of being snatched by others.
Gone.
As if noticing someone behind her, the girl turned around flexibly, looked directly at Qin Yang, and said, "Who are you?"
"Wow, what a beautiful little girl." Qin Yang was stunned. There was no flaw on her white jade body, and the fullness on her chest made people's blood boil. Especially those two buds, which made Qin Yang feel like there was a fire in his abdomen.
He was busy removing his yin and yang eyes. If he continued to look at it, something big would happen. Only then did he have the intention to look at the girl's face. Her cheeks, mixed with a little sweat, were as red as a ripe apple, which attracted people's imagination.
He opened his mouth slightly to take a breath, but it felt different.
"Who are you?"
The girl subconsciously took a step back, feeling that she had no cover in his eyes.
Qin Yang coughed to cover up his embarrassment and said: "I'm not a bad person, don't worry, I'm just interested in the box in your hand."
"Damn it." The girl cursed softly and hugged the box tighter. Before Qin Yang could speak, she sprinted forward, jumped up and kicked, and Qin Yang could feel the whistling wind.
, it can be seen that this girl is very powerful, so she took a step back and said, "Don't do it, I just..." However, the girl did not listen, and a series of attacks came, her movements were smooth and smooth, and she was full of murderous intent. Every punch and move almost hit her.
There is no room for reservation.
Qin Yang didn't want to take action and could only retreat one after another.
"Damn, I see you are a woman. If I don't do anything, don't push yourself too far." Qin Yang couldn't help but cursed when he saw her kicking her nose and face.
The girl raised her eyebrows, jumped forward, and slapped his abdomen with her palms mixed with great force. Qin Yang was furious, turned his hands over, and grabbed her wrist. The girl was stunned, but immediately after, Qin Yang
Feeling a strange strength on the girl's wrist, as if she was about to break free from her restraints, she sneered, and the manic power swept through her body instantly. She could even hear bursts of crackling sounds, and all the girl's strength was instantly squeezed out.
Jing, with a cry of pain, fell to the ground.
Only then did Qin Yang gather his strength, shook his neck, and said: "I told you not to do anything, I really don't know what to do."
"kindness?"
Almost at this moment, Qin Yang felt a gust of wind behind him. His hair suddenly rose, he grabbed the girl and rushed forward, barely dodging the attack from behind. When he looked again, he saw three people wearing black clothes.
The man in the suit came over, and it was one of them who made a move. Seeing that they were even more unreasonable, Qin Yang was furious, and the huge power brought by the seven hundred undead souls surged through his body again, even faintly under the sunlight.
You can see the streaks of black smoke puffing out of the 36,000 pores on the body.
"mlgb's!"
Qin Yang roared and rushed forward with brute force. The guy opposite didn't take him seriously. There was a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth. He kicked the ground with his right foot and gathered huge force on his right fist and rushed forward.
, Qin Yang could not tolerate being so arrogant, he punched head-on, and only heard a few clicks. The face of the guy opposite him was instantly distorted, and his whole right arm was trembling slightly.
Lao Qin kicked him up again and kicked the sneak attack three or four meters away.
"Monster?" When the girl behind saw this scene, her mouth twitched. The strength of these three guys was not low, but there was no chance to fight back in front of Qin Yang? The guy struggled to get up, but
Qin Yang had already stepped forward. The other two accomplices were startled and rushed forward in a hurry, attacking Qin Yang from both sides. Qin Yang took a step back in panic.
"let's go."
The guy who was kicked to the ground stopped the attack of his accomplices, and fled in a hurry with their help. Qin Yang did not catch up, but spat and cursed: "You bastard, if I don't show off my power, do you think I'm a sick cat?
Things that don’t know whether to live or die.”
Looking at Qin Yang who looked like a street shrew, the girl felt that her brain was not enough. This guy was turning too fast?
After cursing and cursing, he felt that he felt more comfortable. He turned around and smiled, completely losing the ferocity and mania just now. He said with a smile: "Little sister, let me see the box in your arms, okay? I promise.
If you don’t take it away, of course if you don’t let me look at it, I will knock you out and leave you here.”
"Shameless." The girl cursed angrily.
But looking around, there was really no possibility of escape. He hesitated and handed the box to Qin Yang.
"Thank you." Qin Yang took the sunspot. It was just a sandalwood box with no opening. It was a square box with some exquisite and mysterious patterns carved on it. Qin Yang carefully placed the box in front of him and took a step or two back.
, after opening his yin and yang eyes, the aloof figure appeared in front of him again.
"He can maintain his soul entity and has powerful wave energy. He is definitely a level five undead." The butler was no longer excited at this time: "You try to communicate with him. A level five undead will be of great help to you."
Qin Yang nodded, looked at the arrogant figure, took a deep breath, and said: "Which senior are you?"
"Can you talk to me?" The voice of this fifth-level soul came directly into his mind: "Are you also a soul?"
"No, no, I'm still alive, but for some special reasons, well, I can channel spirits." Qin Yang hurriedly shook his head, and at the same time stopped making any sound, but communicated mentally: "I noticed you just now by chance.
That's why I followed you. You are the first undead with consciousness that I have ever seen. The rest are of too low a level and cannot even transform into their own bodies."
"Oh?" The undead was obviously interested. He looked at Qin Yang carefully and said, "You are very strange. There is a kind of power that can attract me. It's just that this power is too weak, but I can feel it growing.
"
"That's hell." Qin Yang said simply: "It's a place where the undead live, but my current level of hell can't bear your presence. I wonder if you, senior?"
"My name is Han Mufeng, and I am the chief instructor of Huangpu." At this point, a hint of pride flashed in Han Mufeng's eyes.
"Huangpu, chief instructor."
Qin Yang swallowed, what a joke, he turned out to be a person from decades ago, and he was quite heavy, and then asked: "Han, instructor Han, I want to know why you are in this box?"
"I don't know." Han Mufeng said cheerfully: "After dying together with thirty-two Japanese special forces soldiers in World War II, I have always existed in this box, unable to leave or communicate. I didn't expect that today there would finally be someone who could see me.
People."
"It turns out he is still a national hero." Qin Yang carefully flattered him and said, "Then I wonder if instructor Han Mufeng has considered leaving this box?"
"You want me to enter the hell in your mind?" Han Mufeng half-smiled: "You are too weak."
After being said like this, Qin Yang suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. Indeed, a powerful fifth-level undead is only at the first level of hell. The difference is too much. To reach the fifth-level hell, the number of undead needed is simply countless.
Recruiting this powerful undead is indeed a long way off, Han Muxia said: "But if you can take good care of my descendants, I can wait until your strength increases to enter hell."
"Your descendant?" Qin Yang subconsciously glanced at the girl behind him and said, "Is that her?"
"That's right." Han Mufeng's eyes revealed a kind of tenderness: "She is the only descendant of my eldest brother and the last child of my Huangpu Han family. If you can take good care of her, I can help you."
"Help me?" Qin Yang was stunned.
Han Mufeng said: "The strength in your body is huge, but you only know how to use it brutally. Although I am a military instructor, I also learned some martial arts from my elder brother, so I can teach you."
"Who is your eldest brother?" Qin Yang asked curiously, seeing how proud he looked after mentioning his eldest brother.
Han Mufeng said loudly: "The chief instructor of Huangpu martial arts, Han Muxia!"
"MLGB, we've run into a big problem." Qin Yang was stunned.
Han Muxia, who is Han Muxia? The top ten masters in the late Qing Dynasty. The most important thing is that when Mr. Zhou first came to Whampoa to learn the art of physical fitness, he was apprenticed to Han Muxia! In other words, this person in front of him is a real master.