Hu Qing still went to the city gate. She was not the only one who refused to give up. She was inconspicuous among the crowd. She wanted to find companions on the road.
More people went to the city gate. Probably the entire Fengtu City knew that something had happened at this time, and more people wanted to leave from the city gate. After all, it was expensive to take the teleportation array.
But halfway through, more soldiers suddenly appeared and forced the crowd to go back to their respective places. Their persecution was not by shouting or threatening, but by announcing orders and killing directly. Those who dared to resist and those who could not run, all fell down.
Hu Qing quickly hid, cursing the beast in his heart, how could he trample his life like this.
Silk cloth: "This is the Demon Realm. What is rare in the Immortal Realm is very common here."
Hu Qing said coldly: "The rights granted to demons by the Great Dao are not indiscriminate killing."
Silk cloth: "What is that?"
Hu Qing's mind froze: "It's not an indiscriminate killing anyway."
Silk cloth: "Isn't indiscriminate killing the right of the superior to the inferior?"
Hu Qing: "You are thinking too much."
Silk cloth muttered: "I don't think about you as much."
There were screams and bloody shadows. Hu Qing was heartbroken. There was a reason for the massacre in the fairy world, but here, there was no reason. These people didn't even resist, and even obeyed the orders to escape for their lives, but they were still massacred.
Those soldiers didn't even receive such orders from above, they were just used to it.
Such inhumanity makes words like sanctimonious seem so pale and powerless.
"They should resist. They should have the ability to resist." Hu Qing lowered her head and looked at the several heads that rolled into the shadows at her feet. Some were of the same type as her, and some were demons that had changed their appearance.
Bang bang, two more heads rolled in, and blood splashed on her shoes. The two furry heads stared at her with dead eyes, and there was still hope of life in their eyes, as if they were asking her for help.
"No one resisted? Why no one resisted?" Hu Qing asked himself.
Silk cloth replied: "Those soldiers are too fierce."
Hu Qing stared at the mark on the soldier's armor: "It's Qiongqi."
What?
"This is a soldier from the Jie Demon Clan."
Silk cloth felt bad: "What are you going to do? You can't beat Qiongqi. Hu Qing, don't act rashly!"
Hu Qing took a deep breath and laughed at himself: "What qualifications do I have to act rashly now?"
Silk cloth: "Yes, that's right, you——"
The next second, Hu Qing transformed into a female ghost king.
Silk cloth: "You!"
Hu Qing himself was so surprised: "My conscience, I really just wanted to bear it. I was going to find Shuixin, but why suddenly - But having said that, I didn't feel any discomfort at all during this transformation.
Well, even——"
She took a deep breath with her much higher body: "I feel the air of death, ghosts, resentment, blood and evil that are floating around the whole city. You can't kill them with blood, and you can't stop kissing them at all.
.Bush--"
"What?"
The female ghost king's voice was calm: "We can't leave, they are going to massacre the city."
Massacre the city.
Why?
Silk Bu has only one thought: Why do Hu Qing always encounter this kind of bad thing?
The female ghost king unfolded her body, instantly jumped into the dark sky, and ran wildly.
"They want to massacre the city."
Somewhere in the city, a group of people were hibernating and the atmosphere was solemn.
"What an unfortunate coincidence, we are in big trouble."
"What does it mean that the Jie Demon Tribe suddenly occupied Fengtu City? Seize it? Fengtu City has always looked up to Summer City, so why bother with this?"
"Si, shall we continue?"
Si's face was calm and he said: "Continue. It's better to cover up the chaos in Fengtu City for us. Once this matter is over, we will leave and leave this ghost place completely."
Everyone was silent, knowing that the ghost place Si mentioned was not Fengtu City but the Demon Realm. They... could return to their hometown.
"We'll take action as soon as we can lure people here."
White snowflakes are flying in the wind, ink cloaks and silver chains have long hooks, blood is like splashing ink, and the mountains and rivers are spreading on the white snow, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the blood.
The long hook of the silver chain hooked again, and the woman in black stood on the roof: "What the hell, it's flashy."
The soul chain clattered in her hand and she wanted to compare it.
"Gouqi, what are you doing? Come and help me." The man in red in front yelled.
Gouqi said impatiently: "Here we come." Weak chicken.
The half-masked man looked up and saw the woman in black swinging the chain away. I didn't know which party this was.
There were blood paintings all over the ground. His mission had been completed. Hearing the approaching breath, he curled his lips with satisfaction and quickly drifted away the second he saw the figure of the visitor.
"Slaying the devil on a snowy night, stop right there!"
One runs away and the other chases.
At the same time, in the gorgeous and exquisite pavilion, Shui Xin held the breathless woman in his arms and had a headache.
The person opposite was accusing: "If you don't marry her, why bother killing her?"
Shui Xin smiled slightly: "If you are willing to kill her, why don't you admit it."
The man named Helan opposite... No, at this moment, he is transforming, and his gender is not easy to define.
He said with an indifferent expression: "I didn't kill her. She said she couldn't marry you and would rather die. You were the one who killed her. I was just helping my friend."
Shui Xin is a monk, is he afraid of such unreasonable sophistry? If he had time, he could argue with him for three days and three nights, but now, he is the one taking care of his family due to changes in the city.
So he turned to another client and asked politely: "If you don't take him away, I will kill him."
Another person involved was half-covered in blood: "Helan, the time agreed between you and me has come. Please come with me."
Helan said: "I will go with you, but I have to kill this person first."
Shui Xin laughed: "Your clan lost all their cultivation when they changed genders. You can kill her because she has no defense against you. You want to kill me?"
He pointed at the two of them: "You two combined can't beat me."
There was hidden fear and forced calmness on Helan's squirming face: "I don't know where you heard the rumor, but I want to see if I can kill you."
The man was stunned and said: "It turns out that you will lose your cultivation when you change, so you have been avoiding me at this time before?"
Helan: "Shut up. At this time, you should kill him quickly."
Shui Xin smiled and said: "Why let him come? Wouldn't it be better to avenge your friend by killing me yourself?"
After saying that, he retracted his arm and the dead woman slid to the ground, with a look of disbelief on her face. Her pale and fragile look deeply hurt Helan's heart.
"Why can't you listen to me? Why do you insist on having your own way? When I turn back into a woman, my appearance will not be inferior to him..."
The man was sad: "You really fell in love with her."
Helan suddenly yelled at him: "Why can't I fall in love with her? I am a man! If you had waited for me to come back to find you, I would not have brought Helian to Fengtu City. It's all your fault, it's all because of
You! If you still want to be with me, kill this man immediately!"
Shui Xin smiled good-naturedly, and a faint black-gold light shone from the palm of his hand: "Then, you're welcome, little monk."
In the Lord's Mansion of Fengtu City, the Lord has turned into a mummy hanging on the rockery.
A group of noble men and women gathered in the hall, happily surrounding the sand table in Fengtu City.
