If it were in the past, the mountain temple on Funiu Mountain would have been closed, with only a copper lamp emitting a faint light.
But today, the copper lamp was not lit, and the two wing rooms were even quieter, without a trace of movement.
In fact, there was no one in the mountain temple at the moment. Peng Mi and her sister were sent by Mu Yi into the bamboo forest behind the mountain temple, and Nian Nuer also stayed there to protect them.
Based on Nian Nuer's strength, if it weren't for this bamboo forest and her accompanying bamboo tree, then her strength would only be a slightly more powerful ghost.
But in this bamboo forest, her strength will definitely increase a lot, and she can be respected among the fierce ghosts.
Therefore, this bamboo forest is undoubtedly the safest place.
Nian Nuer is a little dissatisfied with Mu Yi for asking her to protect the two girls, but she will not make trouble unreasonably. Even if she hates the two girls, she will fulfill Mu Yi's instructions, which is to protect the two girls and prevent Mu Yi from having any worries.
As for Mu Yi, he had selfish motives in sending Nian Nuer away. He wanted a hearty battle without any worries.
Just like that night on the top of Xiaohan Mountain, he and Qiu Yuezhen fought with all their strength.
It's a pity that the battle was smooth and smooth, but it lacked a touch of feeling, a touch of killing.
Mu Yi is not worried that he will really become that kind of murderous demon, because he knows what he wants, and he also believes that he can control his heart.
Just fighting, just having fun.
"Woo!"
In the silent night, a clear flute sound suddenly came, with a sad and sad mood.
Mu Yi also opened his eyes at the same time and silently muttered in his heart, "Here he comes!"
He was not sure whether the person who came was the protector, but even if it was not him, he would definitely be involved in this situation.
Mu Yi cheered up, this battle was crucial to him.
"Da da!"
Soon, there was a sound of footsteps, and several crooked figures appeared in Mu Yi's sight. Although it was night, the moon above his head was very round tonight, enough for Mu Yi to see clearly.
When he saw these figures, Mu Yi's eyes shrank slightly, because these figures were the same people he killed during the day. At this moment, they were exuding a strong aura of death, and they were walking
He was also stiff and awkward, as if he was being controlled.
"Control the corpse?" A thought quickly passed through Mu Yi's mind. At the same time, he also understood why the other party still sent people to die after knowing his strength. It was not to test him, but to deliberately send him to kill him.
Its real purpose is obviously for this moment.
Several figures staggered to the top of the mountain. They looked miserable, their bodies were bloated, their exposed skin had black blisters the size of fingers, and they also exuded a fishy odor.
Mu Yi looked at these slow-moving figures surrounding him and instinctively felt something was wrong. Because their speed was too slow, they might not even be able to catch up with a normal person, and they wanted to attack him at this speed.
, is nothing more than a fool’s dream, but the enemy in the dark still did it, and he must have his reasons.
So out of caution, Mu Yi began to physically step back.
The enemies hiding in the dark seemed to have noticed that Mu Yi was about to retreat. The sound of the flute suddenly became passionate, and then the bodies of those few people suddenly swelled.
Mu Yi felt a warning sign in his heart and accelerated his retreat again.
“Bang bang bang bang!”
At this moment, those people suddenly exploded, with black blood mixed with pieces of human flesh and bones flying everywhere, and Mu Yi was the first to bear the brunt.
Looking at the black blood rain all over the sky, Mu Yi finally understood the opponent's plan. It was too late to hide now, and he didn't dare to let the black blood fall on him. Unfortunately, the Ghost King Banner had already been given to Nian Nuer.
At the critical moment, Mu Yi took out the copper lamp and poured all his mental power into it.
"call!"
The copper lamp suddenly became brighter in Mu Yi's hands, and the light even took on the shape of a flame.
I saw the black blood falling behind the area covered by the copper lamp, suddenly burning up, then turning into bursts of white smoke and disappearing.
Mu Yi felt that his mental power was greatly consumed, but he did not dare to stop at this time. Just looking at the effect of the copper lamp, he knew how terrifying the black blood was. If it was poured on him, the consequences would be disastrous.
Fortunately, this rain of blood came and went quickly. When everything stopped, with Mu Yi as the center, there were already a lot of bones around him, and even a skull rolled to his feet. As for the flesh and blood, it had already been
Dissolve completely.
The sound of the flute had stopped long ago, but Mu Yi was not careless because of this. The opponent's methods just now were full of weirdness and cruelty. Facing this unknown enemy, Mu Yi could only adapt to the ever-changing situation by remaining unchanged.
"Dong dong dong!"
At the same time, a dull sound of footsteps came again, and Mu Yi immediately looked over.
Under the moonlight, a giant was walking towards the mountain. He was called a giant because he was almost one foot tall and his body was extremely burly. His arms stretched out horizontally were as thick as Mu Yi's waist.
.
There was a chair installed on his outstretched arm, and a man in white was sitting on it with his legs crossed. Judging from his age, he was only in his twenties. He had a kind of monster appearance and a trace of frivolity on his face.
, seemingly carelessly, in his right hand, a white jade flute was slowly turning.
Behind the giant, there was a figure following. It was Zhao Feng Er who had gone up the mountain to ask Mu Yi for help. Compared to the embarrassment when he left, Zhao Feng Er's face was filled with pride and the pleasure of revenge.
Soon, the other party came closer.
"Mu Yi, surrender to this protector, and I will spare your life." The strange man sitting on the giant opened his mouth and said, but it was completely opposite to his appearance. His voice was full of the tenderness of a graceful woman from the south of the Yangtze River.
, if you just listen to the voice, this is definitely a charming woman, but in fact, what Mu Yi is looking at is a man.
"Submit to you? Will you become a lackey of the Thousand Sons Cult?" Mu Yi said coldly.
"No, you only need to obey the orders of this protector. I can even promise you that in the future, I will give you a position below one person and above ten thousand people." The voice of the strange man was full of bewitchment, but it was him who
Behind him, Zhao Feng Er's eyes were filled with fanaticism, and he seemed to only have eyes for the monster man in front of him.
When the strange man's voice reached his ears, Mu Yi felt as if he was in a trance. There was even an instinct in his heart that made him surrender to the other person.
However, at the critical moment, the copper lamp in his hand suddenly lit up. This time, Mu Yi did not even pour in the power of his mind. Everything was just an automatic reaction of the copper lamp.
Mu Yi suddenly woke up from that trance. He glanced at the surprised and strange man opposite him, and felt a chill in his heart. Although he had been cautious before, he still didn't expect that he would almost fall into the trap of the other person. Even if
If it weren't for the copper lamp, he might have been controlled.
(Thanks to Ruyanshihai, Dreams and Sleep, Demon in the World, and Sister Ju for the reward, and I wish everyone a happy Valentine's Day. In addition, before I knew it, it has been forty days since I opened the book, which is exactly one day.
Hundred Chapters, to be honest, the new book has achieved good results, and naturally it cannot be separated from everyone's support, especially Sister Shu, Sister Man, Su Su, cici, Guangkun, Banished, Ruyan, Xiaoshi, Yun Shang, Xiaoyan
There are many, many friends. I am very grateful to have you, as well as the brothers and sisters in Kunkun’s hometown group. There are thousands of words, but only one sentence - if you are well, it will be a sunny day.) (To be continued)
