After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 1294 Chase
The Stone Helmet Head was destined to be chaotic tonight. The people hid in their homes and trembled, and heard the mixed sounds of footsteps and horse hooves coming from everywhere outside, often mixed with the sound of metal hitting each other, curses and screams.

Wanqi Liang chased a fleeing soldier, and when he jumped over a low wall, a crossbow arrow shot him down.

But in the blink of an eye, two enemies jumped down from a big tree on the street, jumped directly onto the horse's back, and engaged in close combat with him.

"Hurry, kill him!" Two more people jumped out from the street corner and tried to pull Wanqi Liang off the horse.

Kill the pursuers and steal the horses, and the chances of successful escape will increase. There are still clear-headed people among the defeated soldiers.

Unfortunately, they picked the wrong target.

Wanqi Liang swung his knife back and accurately cut the trachea of ​​the enemy behind him.

A stream of hot blood spurted from the enemy's throat onto his helmet.

He threw the spear and pinned the enemy who was running towards him from a distance to the ground - the man only had time to let out a short scream.

After freeing his right hand, he was able to raise his arm to cover his throat and block the enemy's neck-strike.

The black armor specially made by Songyang Prefecture has light but strong arm guards that can block swords.

He killed three of them with a single move, but the fourth one had already rushed over, got a sharp pitchfork from somewhere, and took the opportunity to stab him in the ankle.

There was no armor protection there.

Just as he was about to hit him, a stone the size of an egg suddenly flew out from the depths of the dark alley and hit the man's temple with a thud.

The man was hit so hard that his eyes went dark and he staggered. The tip of the fork became crooked and scratched Wanqi Liang's leg armor.

How could he miss this opportunity? He raised his sword and killed the last enemy.

Wanqi Liang rode over, first drew back his spear, and then looked towards the dark alley.

Behind a few broken baskets, a little man was huddled.

This was a little boy of about twelve or thirteen years old, with a big head, a small body, a pale face and thin muscles. The look in his eyes was full of fear.

You wouldn't have guessed from that thin arm that looked like a reed stick that the force with which he threw the stone was quite great.

There was still a dead body hanging on the buttocks of Wanqi Liang's horse. The unlucky guy he had just killed had not fallen off yet. He raised it with his backhand and threw it in front of the young man, then rode away.

The young man shrank back in fear, but as soon as Wanqi Liang left, he quickly searched the pockets of the corpse and found two pieces of dry food, which he swallowed without chewing.

……

On this side, He Lingchuan also shot a crossbow arrow, helping Wanqi Feng in the left front to kill an enemy, and then went straight to chase the other deserters.

Wherever he passed, there was blood everywhere, and no one was left alive. He also cut an enemy in half, and the food in his stomach was scattered all over the ground, but the man was not dead yet, and his cries were heard throughout the city.

The people around covered their ears and dared not listen anymore.

The other fleeing soldiers were so frightened that they covered their heads and fled away when they saw their leader in black armor. They were more afraid than seeing a ghost.

He killed three more soldiers along the street and passed by an inn, which was littered with debris but looked empty.

The mirror laughed twice and reported to him: "There are living people there!"

There?

The haystacks beside the wall were piled very high.

He Lingchuan sneered slightly, threw the Fu Sheng Knife casually, and walked away without even looking.

With two thuds, the Fu Sheng Knife pierced through the thick haystack and disappeared.

It was not until more than ten breaths later that blood began to seep out from under the haystack, spreading more and more.

He Lingchuan moved forward and suddenly heard the sound of wind in his ears and an arrow was shot at his eyes.

Just as he reached out to grab the arrow, a big man jumped out from behind, holding a mace in his hand, and hit the horse's legs from behind.

They might not be able to defeat the black-armored leader, but it would be good to cripple his horse, which would buy them more time to escape.

This man is not only the strongest, but also the bravest, so he was entrusted with such an important task.

But just as he raised the stick, he stopped, his eyes were wide open and his face was dull.

The companion not far away was sweating profusely: "Hurry up, smash it, what the hell!"

However, for the big man, the mace in his hand suddenly became heavier than a thousand pounds, and he couldn't swing it. He looked carefully and saw several people squatting on the ground, holding the mace tightly.

The ground was covered with mud, and these people were also very dirty, with mud and blood stains, but their faces were clean and pale, and their eyes were bulging out.

They smiled at him, opening their mouths as they laughed, and their upper teeth hit their lower teeth, making a clicking sound.

Some had yellow teeth, some had white teeth, and one woman had a piece of flesh missing from her cheek. From his angle, he could directly see her back molars.

These faces looked familiar, but the last time he saw them, they were not smiling so happily. Instead, they were terrified and crying bitterly.

Yes, these were all people he killed and ate with his own hands.

He had bitten off the woman's cheek flesh with his own mouth. He thought it was very tender at the time, but now he found it disgusting.

When the big man saw these dead ghosts, his back felt cold and his limbs stiffened. There were only four words in his mind:

"how is this possible?"

These people had died long ago and were eaten by him!
Is it a ghost coming to claim your life?

No, that's not right! How could someone who was so weak that he was eaten have the right to come back to claim his life after death?
He yelled, and just as he was about to cheer himself up, he felt a chill on his neck.

The woman he had eaten pounced on him, showing her white teeth, and bit his throat.

In the eyes of his companions, he was as dumbfounded as a chicken, not even knowing how to dodge when the black-armored leader drew his sword.

The latter chopped off his head with a knife and turned to chase after his companions.

Blood splashed on the wall. Before the head hit the ground, the expression of fear had already solidified.

These people naturally don't know that the ghost shadows flying around the Qianglong Armor are not decorations. Within its range, those with low cultivation or weak wills can easily be affected and confused and frightened by the bad things they have done or the fear in their hearts.

This is one of the special abilities of the Ghost King Xuanlu. When combined with the karma embodied by the Qianglong Battle Armor, it becomes the current fear formation - when the Divine Bone Necklace devoured the Ghost King Xuanlu, the Qianglong Battle Armor retained a little bit of its characteristics.

He Lingchuan chased the two fleeing soldiers into the alley, and the two unlucky guys couldn't escape more than seven steps.

The alley was so narrow that the horse couldn't turn around and had to keep moving forward.

With fewer people around, the neighborhood became quieter.

He Lingchuan suddenly frowned and heard rapid breathing coming from behind the earth wall.

One, two...five in total.

Do you think you hid well?

"There are three people hiding behind the wall, and two more in the corner." The mirror also reminded him, "Strictly speaking, three defeated soldiers broke into the house, kidnapped two civilians, and are now gagging them."

The defeated soldiers fled all over the city, not necessarily all heading north. It was normal for them to hide in the homes of ordinary people.

He Lingchuan turned his head and looked towards the earth wall.

The two defeated soldiers inside were winking at each other:

Don't move, don't move, death is just a wall away from us!
One of them covered the civilian woman's mouth, put a dagger against her neck, and threatened her not to make a sound.

(End of this chapter)