Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

"Uncle, what is that?"

A voice pulled Zhou Yun's gaze back.

Lin Jiu looked shocked, as if he had seen something incredible. .

Zhou Yun looked down.

I saw Lao Liu clutching his throat, kneeling straight on the ground, his eyes were bulging, and blood was spurting from his nostrils.

The throat was swollen to the point that it was thicker than the head, the mouth had been opened to the limit, and there was blood red inside, which was the base of the tongue.

The base of the tongue seemed to be forced out of the mouth.

It was this strange appearance that made Lin Jiudu shout in horror.

"This is..." Zhou Yun also stared at it.

At this time, another decadent force appeared on the old man.

When Zhou Yun saw Wei Dabang for the first time before, he saw a decaying causal force in his luck.

These sworn brothers of his also have it.

But it was all covered up by the luck on his body, and Lin Jiu didn't notice it at all.

But at this time, the decaying causal power completely exploded! .

"Wow!"

The sixth child only had time to snort, and the corners of his mouth were torn apart.

It seemed that something in his throat was about to come out.

Old Six's pupils trembled crazily, and the eyeballs were gradually filled with blood.

until.

"Whoa..."

Like a hole in the water bag, a mass of dark mucus spit out from Lao Liu's mouth.

There seems to be a mass of debris in the black liquor, which cannot be seen clearly.

But when the mucus fell on the ground, the rotten Yin Qi swept from all directions.

The sixth child also fell to the ground without a sound.

On the side, the eighth boy next to him looked startled, bent down and pushed away the sixth.

What I saw was Lao Liu's jaw burst and his chest collapsed.

Especially the cracked jaw, a big hole like an abyss, bottomless.

Moreover, there was a trace of fear that could not dissipate in those bloodshot eyes.

The old eight screamed in fright, and fell to the ground.

The consequences of this sudden situation are tantamount to fatal.

Wei Dabang and the others were still in place, and everyone who had finally stabilized.

Especially those fighters, they all exploded at this moment, each one letting out fearful roars.

"Give me peace of mind!"

The white-haired brother was awakened by the panic, and he raised his gun and shot it towards the sky again.

Under the gunfire, the chaotic crowd gradually fell silent.

But it was obviously much fuller than before, and various emotions appeared in the eyes of those soldiers who couldn't suppress it.

"Lin Jiu."

Wei Dabang pulled Lin Jiu, his eyes were full of panic, as if he was waiting for Lin Jiu to give him an answer. .

At this moment, Lin Jiu's expression was also terribly solemn. He had never seen such a situation.

"Let me see."

Lin Jiu knelt down to look at Lao Liu's body.

The other warlords formed a circle one by one, with sweat dripping from their faces.

Outside the crowd, Zhou Yun was looking down at the mucus.

This puddle of mucus, in Zhou Yun's eyes, is the cause and effect of that decay.

In other words, it was this thing that had such a powerful connection with this treasure house.

The root is this.

Suddenly, a roar passed by Zhou Yun's ear.

Zhou Yun turned his head to look at the sky, and there was a blood-red light flashing above the sky.

"This is?"

There was doubt in Zhou Yun's eyes.

Behind him, the puddle of mucus on the ground suddenly flew up, looming and turning into a person, and directly pinched Zhou Yun who turned his head.

The moment he touched Zhou Yun, one of Zhou Yun's hands was lifted just right.

"boom!"

Little hands lightly.

The flying figure was torn into powder and dissipated in the sky and the earth.

"Are you here to distract me? You still want to shoot me?"

Zhou Yun still looked at the sky.

"You can't wait for me to trouble you?"

Zhou Yun's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but the blood light on the other side disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

On the side, Lin Jiu finished inspecting the sixth child, and frowned when he got up.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Lin Jiu shook his head with difficulty.

"I don't know that either."

Wen Shengwei Dabang and the rest of the people swayed from their feet, and there was an inexplicable feeling of emptiness in their bodies.

Suddenly, a trembling voice sounded.

"It's him, it's still him, after so many years, it's still him."

It was the fourth child who spoke, as thin as a hemp stick, and his voice was sharp and accented with a seaside accent.

"For so many years, he has been waiting for today. He wants our lives. He can't hide. He can't hide for so many years. There is no chance."

The fourth child shivered and backed away step by step, his face was covered with cold sweat, and he looked at everyone with trembling pupils.

"Today, we can't escape."

The fourth child suddenly pulled out the gun from his arms as he spoke.

"Fourth!"

The white-haired brother and Wei Dabang rushed over at the same time.

But it was too late, the fourth child raised the gun to his head and pressed it directly.

In an instant, blood spurted into the air, and the fourth child hit the ground hard like a fallen ear of wheat.

Blood gushed out of his temples and flowed down the muddy ground.

On the side, Zhou Yun looked at the fourth child.

At the same time, I gradually figured out what was going on in my heart.

What happened before Zhashan, including the appearance of those dead souls, all caused fear in the hearts of Wei Dabang and others.

This is also the reason why Wei Dabang's luck fell for a moment before, but in the end Wei Dabang forcibly supported it.

But now, the appearance of that mucus seemed to have defeated their inner strength.

Especially this fourth child, from the moment he opened his mouth to cry, his luck plummeted to the bottom, and then he drew his gun and committed suicide.

The universe is reversed, covering up the secrets of heaven, in order to cover up the blessing of the will of heaven and earth.

And when the luck of the people like Wei Dabang decreases step by step.

Murder emerges! .

Of course, the most critical reason here is... What is this slime? .

Can cause such a great fear in their hearts.

Looking at the fourth child, there was no blood gushing from the temple of the fourth child at this time, but a stream of dark mucus flowed out.

In front.

The two brothers were killed in an instant, and the remaining six stood still in place.

Several of them were trembling all over, their faces were covered with cold sweat, their eyes seemed to be caught in some kind of inextricable fear, and their hands unconsciously touched their waists.

"Calm me down!"

Wei Dabang suddenly roared hysterically.

With this roar, the rest of the people were shocked severely.

"Listen to me. The sixth child was poisoned. It's unlucky for him. You all cheer up. Don't be like the fourth child who went crazy and killed himself with a gun."

Wei Dabang roared in a low voice, his chest rose and fell rapidly as he spoke, these words seemed to be comforting himself and others at the same time.

Hearing the sound, those marshals who unconsciously pulled out their guns reacted and put down their hands hastily.

But the fear in his eyes will not dissipate just because of these words.

On the side, Lin Jiu also came to Zhou Yun's side, hesitated for a long time and gave him a questioning look.

Looking at the blankness in Lin Jiu's eyes.

Zhou Yun shook his head: "I told you before that Wei Dabang and the others have a great cause and effect, which is related to the luck of the Qing Dynasty."

Hearing the sound, Lin Jiu's eyes were full of doubts, and Lin Jiu had thought about this before.

But it is undoubtedly nothing more than digging the prince's tomb. It is normal to dig a grave and dig a grave.

But looking at the uncle's appearance, it must be that the karma is far more than that.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiu turned around and glared at Wei Dabang almost instantly. What is this guy hiding! .

But even faster was Zhou Yun, who grabbed Lin Jiu.

"Don't worry, your troubles are coming now!" Zhou Yun looked ahead.

Hearing the sound, Lin Jiu had doubts in his eyes.

"Dixuan Twelve Armors." Zhou Yun said softly, and glanced ahead: "Now it's on stage!"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Jiu changed drastically. After coming here, he encountered this series of weird things. He just forgot the most dangerous Dixuan Twelve Armors.

At the same time, Zhou Yun also grabbed Qiusheng.