Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 390
After night, dawn comes.

The golden rising sun jumped out of the horizon, gradually dispelling the fog accumulated in the evening.

Both sides of the official road are green, with dewdrops hanging on the grass stems.

Under the sunlight, it reflects the crystal clear light.

Suddenly, there was a rush of hoofbeats.

Breaking the silence of the summer morning.

The horse's hooves fluttered, and its mane and tail fluttered.

On the back of the saddle lies a warrior pretending to be a warrior, heaving up and down with the gallop of the horse.

He appears to be injured.

There were many openings on his body, and the clothes he was wearing were soaked through.

There was also blood dripping down, leaving an intermittent red mark on the ground.

After the first horse passed by, there were more than ten horsemen following closely behind at a distance of about ten feet, and a long gray and yellow dragon was raised along the way.

Everyone was whipping their whips desperately, regardless of the fact that the steed was already foaming at the mouth, and was about to reach the verge of losing strength.

They have only one idea, and that is to make the speed faster.

Other than that, everything else is out of consideration.

Suddenly, the last warrior tightened the reins without any warning, and when he came to a complete stop, he turned his horse's head and began to charge in the opposite direction.

He drew out his long knife, hissed and roared, but soon there was no sound.

As time goes by, the physical strength of the war horse is rapidly depleted.

Then a person fell out of the team, and just like the warriors at the beginning, he drew his weapon and turned his head to launch a counterattack.

Only the man at the front maintained his speed, and he was getting farther and farther away from the warriors behind, until he could see the faint city in front of him.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Even though he heard angry shouts and howls coming from behind him from time to time, his eyes didn't see the slightest fluctuation.

Now he only has one thought, and that is to rush to Cangyuan City as quickly as possible, and pass on the news of the investigation, so that they can make preparations in advance.

So even if you die, at least you have to send out the information in your hand before you die.

"Sorry..."

Passing through a forest, the man in hard attire suddenly tightened the reins of the horse.

The galloping horse stood up, abruptly stopped from the hurricane rush, and almost fell backwards with both the horse and the horse.

The man let out a mouthful of stale air full of bloody smell, and stared at the dark red mist that suddenly thickened around him.

His vision suddenly became blurred, and he couldn't even see the road under his feet.

Faintly, there are also strange rustling sounds quietly coming from the fog.

"You still can't escape?"

"They don't have horses, how did they catch up?"

The man looked back, and there was no one behind him. He followed his brother before, but now he doesn't know where he went.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

He just smiled, but two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Then he kicked the horse's belly violently and accelerated into the depths of the red mist.

After galloping for tens of feet, the steed under its crotch suddenly neighed mournfully, its front legs bent and knelt down, and it suddenly fell forward.

The man leaped high at this moment, staggered after landing, and struggled to stabilize his figure.

Click!

He felt like he crushed something.

When he looked down, he realized that it was a white bone skeleton.

It opened its mouth, as if it was laughing, but it also seemed to be crying in pain.

There are also two black eye sockets, which seem to be connected to a frightening dark abyss.

The man drew out the long knife, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and continued to move forward slowly.

pat!

At this moment, light footsteps sounded.

Following behind him step by step.

The man held his breath and turned around abruptly.

He saw a group of people approaching slowly.

The leader was an old man with white beard and white hair.

The man's abdomen was wrapped with a thick bandage, and it was clearly visible that the blood had been oozing from the inside to the outside, dripping down to the ground, and then quickly melting into the soil and disappearing.

Behind the old man is a woman in a red dress and a red skirt.

She had open wounds all over her body.

It even made people doubt whether the red dress was the original color, or was it stained red by a large amount of blood.

The next moment, everyone turned their eyes and focused on him.

Gudong!

The man's throat surged, and his whole body suddenly tensed up. The fingers holding the knife were even white and twisted because of too much force.

"Why are you ignoring our kindness?"

The white-haired old man took a step forward slowly, and said in a puzzled tone, "To be able to see the spirit god and be favored by the spirit god, for ordinary people like us, it is definitely a great opportunity that cannot be obtained even if we ask for it.

However, the old man never imagined that you would refuse directly without even thinking about it. This is not only an insult to us, but also a great blasphemy to the Supreme Spiritual God. "

The man was silent for a moment, then laughed out loud, "A group of people who are neither human nor ghost, dare to lick their faces and say something to me. It's a great chance, you don't take a picture of your piss, take a good look at yourself now dirty and ugly."

"Stubborn, there is no need to save."

The old man lowered his eyes, his voice became cold at this moment.

"The old man knows that you guys want to rush back to the city to deliver information, but I have to tell you good news. Even if you can fly back from here, it's already too late."

"What do you mean!?"

"It's obvious what I mean."

"That means that our people are already preaching in Cangyuan City. Maybe when you return to the city, you actually bumped into our newly opened base camp."

"Damn you!"

The man stopped drinking and suddenly became violent.

The long knife sliced ​​through the scarlet mist, cutting out a streak of snow-bright horses, which fell towards the white-haired old man like lightning.

The old man neither dodges nor evades, neither retreats nor yields.

Didn't even raise a hand to block it.

With a blank expression on his face, he let the long knife slash on his body, and a ball of bright sparks burst out.

Click!

A few sharp blades whirled and flew out.

Submerged into the depths of the dense red mist.

The long knife forged from hundred-refined fine steel was broken at this moment, and what was still held in the man's hand was only a bare hilt.

The man staggered back after landing, sinking into a deep pit step by step.

It didn't stop until tens of meters later.

He raised his hand to wipe away the blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, and seeing the old man slowly approaching again, he couldn't help closing his eyes in despair.

"Those who blaspheme spirits and gods will surely fall into the endless hell, and will never be reborn forever."

The old man sighed faintly, raised his skinny arm, and pointed his five fingers at the man's face.

Click!

A paw fell.

There was a gust of wind.

The man closed his eyes and waited for death, and unforgettable scenes flashed through the depths of his consciousness.

Click!

Suddenly flesh and blood splattered and blood scattered.

A strong fishy sweet taste rushes into the nose.

The man was recalling the first time he held the plain hand of the girl he admired when he was a teenager, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"To be able to die with sweet memories is a worthy death."

He secretly sighed, his originally desperate and fearful state of mind became calm and peaceful inexplicably.

Bang bang bang bang bang!
A series of shattering and crashing sounds came from my ears, which sounded like the sound of firecrackers.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Maybe it's still going backwards.

He still closed his eyes and stood there motionless.

A little doubt flashed in my heart.

"Blood is coming out, why don't you feel any pain?"

"More importantly, why am I not dead yet?"

"If you go back in memory, she will turn into a tigress, it's just..."

Boom! ! !

Suddenly there was a thunderclap.

Woke him up from his stupor.

The man opened his eyes with a dumbfounded expression.

He stared blankly at the blood and flesh all around him, for a moment he even thought that he had died and fell into the endless blood prison.

Looking at the woman standing not far away, he immediately confirmed his judgment.

Isn't this Miss Huang Jiayun Huang Jiaoyun?
When the riots at the Red Lantern Festival were put down, the Huang family ran away in a hurry because they were deeply involved. I don't know how many people died in the vicinity of Cangyuan.

It's just that he didn't expect that even the young lady of the Huang family had a faint soul, and she was still lingering outside Cangyuan City until now.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Pulling his flying soul back again.

"I'm not dead."

"I survived."

"So, the dismembered corpses all over the floor turned out to be those weird and terrifying guys?"

He stood there blankly, his clothes were soaked in sweat in an instant, and he even felt like he was dreaming.

"I think I've seen you before."

Wei Tao paced slowly among the blood and flesh all over the floor, reaching out his hand to press the space between his brows from time to time.

The man opened his mouth to speak.

Huang Jiaoyun also planned to speak.

But they were all interrupted by Wei Tao.

"Don't remind me, let me think about it."

After a few breaths, he exhaled lightly, and a blazing flame was ignited in the scarlet mist.

"Fortunately, I remembered it. This proves that although I often have headaches, I am still in a clear state of mind and not crazy."

Wei Tao put down his arms, sighed, "You are a descendant of the Hong family in Cangyuan City, your surname is Hong and your name is Sheng, am I right or not?"

Looking at those eyes that seemed to be burning with scorching white flames, the man was inexplicably surprised and confused.

But in this situation, he didn't dare to have any hesitation, he immediately bowed and said respectfully, "I'm Hong Sheng, but I don't know the name of benefactor Gao?"

And he also clearly understands that, let alone saying that he is Hong Sheng, even if he is not at all, he must admit it immediately, so as not to embarrass this young man who seems to be a bit abnormal.

However, taking another sneak peek at Wei Tao's face, Hong Sheng couldn't remember at all. When the two met, he didn't even have the slightest impression.

After a while, Wei Tao sighed again, "At the Plum Appreciation Garden Party in the Inner City of Cangyuan, I used to have a good talk with Brother Hong about martial arts practice, but now that I think about it, it feels like a lifetime away. "

"I also remembered it!"

Hong Sheng took a deep breath and let it out heavily.

He looked at Wei Tao, then turned his eyes to Huang Jiaoyun, and a sense of enlightenment suddenly rose in his heart.

Then he threw his body to the ground and kowtowed, "Hong Sheng has seen Senior Brother Tan at the Red Line Gate, thank you Senior Brother Tan for saving his life!"

There was silence.

Until the scarlet mist gradually dissipated, no one responded to it.

Hong Sheng was silent for a long time, carefully raised his head.

Suddenly seeing Huang Jiaoyun's expression of inexplicable anxiety and worry, he was shocked in his heart.

"It's over!"

"I recognized the wrong person. I'm afraid that I will be directly beaten to death by my savior."

"It will even affect Miss Huang."

Hong Sheng shivered Lingling, and wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start in this situation.

"It seems that I really have no problem."

Wei Tao suddenly laughed, "Brother Hong is not a mysterious martial artist, nor is he a master of martial arts, so he will definitely not be disturbed by mysterious thoughts. Since I remember it better than you, it means that I have no problems.

So it is only necessary to solve the headache that makes people almost schizophrenic, and there is no need to be too anxious about other things for the time being. "

After finishing the words, he suddenly popped his finger, waking up the woman in red who was lying motionless on the ground not far away.

"You, you have blasphemed the Supreme Spiritual God, you will be punished..."

The woman in red spoke sharply, but her voice quickly dropped until it became silent.

"Are you also a goddess of the Spiritual Cult?" Wei Tao asked.

"I, I'm not..."

The woman in red moved her lips and muttered to herself.

The next moment, her pupils shrank suddenly, and an uncontrollable look of horror flashed in her eyes.

Bang!
There was a sudden muffled sound.

Her head exploded.

Blood and flesh splattered in all directions, mixed with gray-white brains, covering a large area of ​​the ground.

Only the headless body in the red dress and red dress remained, standing upright for a moment before collapsing to the ground.

"It's my fault, I just missed it."

Wei Tao sighed secretly, turned his head to look at Hong Sheng who was once again sluggish, "Looking at Brother Hong's eagerness, could it be that there is something wrong with Cangyuan City?"

Hong Sheng quickly told the information he had, and finally pointed to the half of the face of the white-haired old man on the ground, "Just now this old man said that the Spiritual God Sect has begun to take root in the city to preach, and now we don't know what it is like. Condition."

"Apart from Beixu Town and Xiashan Village, has even Cangyuan City been affected?"

Looking at the looming city outline in the distance, Wei Tao restrained his smile a little bit.

"Originally, I didn't intend to provoke them."

"To be honest, as long as those people don't get too far, we and them can go our own way, and we don't need to pay attention to each other. Naturally, we won't meet each other and fight to the death."

"It's a pity that that thing has to provoke me. Don't blame me for being ruthless and cutting off all the tentacles that penetrated into it, so that it can't be reborn in our world."

Inner city of Cangyuan, the residence of the Hong family.

The head of the Hong family, Hong Longyue, stopped in front of the back door, and looked back at the chief steward who was following closely behind him.

"Xiao Sheng went out of the city on business, are you back now?"

"After calculating the time, it should be back. The old slave will arrange the city gate guards to keep an eye on Young Master Sheng's whereabouts later."

The chief steward paused for a moment, then continued with a smile on his face, "Master, Madam said in the morning that in order to celebrate the young lady and Ji, a banquet was held in the Chunhua Hall, please come and join me."

"Unconsciously, Xia'er has grown so big. Time is like water, and people pass away like this. People don't even realize that they have already flowed away."

Hong Longyue sighed as he spoke, "Have you checked out the recent association incidents in the outer city?"

The chief steward said, "Returning to the master, the people we sent asked about it, and they all said it's nothing serious, it's just some idlers looking for an excuse to gather together to cheat money."

"Is it just gathering together to cheat money?"

Hong Longyue thought about it and said slowly, "We still have to check it carefully, and don't forget what happened at the red light festival that year.

The three masters in the inner city, Mr. Hu in the outer city, died and fled because of this. The family business accumulated over the years was ruined, and there was no possibility of recovery. "

"The old slave knows, and will send someone to investigate carefully after going down."

The chief steward respectfully responded, and followed Patriarch Hong into the inner house, "If the master has no other orders, this old slave is going to find Granny Liu and fetch the gift that Madam gave to Miss Xia."

"Go ahead, remember to get an extra 20 taels of silver from the family account for Xia'er's daily pocket money."

"Yes, the old slave will do it now."

The chief steward bowed and quietly left the inner house.

Patriarch Hong sighed again, staring at the golden ground in front of him with some ecstasy, and narrowed his eyes involuntarily.

In that sunny place, apart from the flowers and plants spreading freely, there seemed to be a very light red mist lingering in it.

He looked again, only to find that the red mist had disappeared.

Summer morning, sunny and warm.

Everything is normal.

It seems that it was just dazzled just now, but in fact, this kind of weird scene has never appeared before.

But for some reason, Patriarch Hong felt the slightest bit of chill, inexplicably creeping up from the bottom of his heart.

Not long after, the head of the Hong family hurried back from the outside.

Holding two beautifully decorated gift boxes in his hands, he quickly walked towards the house where Miss Xia lived.

Stopping on the porch in front of the door, the chief manager whispered a few times, looking for a maid to deliver the gift.

But never got any response.

He was puzzled, but after looking around for a week, he was suddenly stunned, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

A pool of dark red liquid began to overflow from Miss Xia's room at some point.

It even touched the soles of his shoes, and smelled a palpitating fishy-sweet smell.

In addition, there was also the sound of chewing and swallowing, which also came from the room.

The fishy-sweet taste became stronger and stronger, the chief steward's throat surged, and he swallowed with difficulty, his legs felt a little weak for no reason.

He really wanted to break in and see what happened inside.

But he couldn't restrain the fear in his heart, and wanted to turn his head and leave, the farther the better, he would never return to this place again.

In the midst of hesitation and entanglement, suddenly there was a soft creak, and the tightly closed door was opened.

At a glance, the chief steward's face was distorted and his eyes were dull.

Staring blankly at the slender figure that was once very familiar, but now is extremely unfamiliar.

Miss Xia stood quietly inside the door, with the corners of her bright red lips slightly raised, she smiled at the silent old man who was like a statue.

The chief steward stared at the blood dripping from her mouth, then slowly moved his gaze upwards, and saw her black and white eyes, but cold and indifferent eyes, feeling as if all the energy was being sucked in, It was cold from the tips of the hair to the heels.

"Miss Xia, you, why do you..."

He muttered to himself, lowering his eyes as if he didn't dare to look directly.

The line of sight happened to pass through the half-open wooden door, and then over Miss Xia's body, to see clearly the scene in the room.

Gudong!

The chief steward's throat surged again, and he almost vomited it out.

At this moment, he finally knew where the blood that overflowed the room came from.

On the ground not far away, lay a mutilated female corpse.

No wonder he didn't respond to the maid's name, it turned out that she was lying here with less than half of her body left.

Suddenly, a more terrifying thought came belatedly, and at this moment, the chief manager came to mind.

"She looked like she was eaten."

"So, who is eating her!?"

Thinking of this, and then glanced at Miss Xia's bright red lips, the senior manager finally couldn't help the churning in his belly, and he vomited it out as soon as he lowered his head.

He wanted to escape, but his body was so stiff that he couldn't even move a finger.

He could only stare at her as she slowly walked out of the house, approaching step by step.

The next moment, something that frightened him even more happened.

Miss Xia grinned little by little, reaching behind her ears.

The dense and sharp fangs exposed inside, coupled with the twisted and weird smile, completely lost the original bright and lovely appearance.

"Demon, demon!"

The chief manager muttered to himself, watched her come close, and then put his mouth close to the edge of his neck.

Click!

She bit down hard.

Blood splashed suddenly, and large and small white fragments fell down at the same time.

The chief steward wailed bitterly, flew out like a cloud and fog, and fell into the courtyard with a plop, shivering on the ground like a sieve.

He subconsciously touched one side of his neck, but was extremely surprised to find that there was not even a single wound there.

Not even a scrape of oily skin.

The chief manager didn't know what was going on, so he raised his head in a daze, and saw a fantastic and strange scene at this moment.

It turned out that Miss Xia didn't bite him.

Instead, it bit someone else's hand.

What was even more strange was that a blazing white light was still shining on that hand.

Not only did it fail to make her bite down, but it also broke several of her razor-like fangs.

What's more, he even smelled a strong burnt smell, which was mixed with the fishy and sweet smell.

Click!

The white-glowing hand stretches forward and spins, then retracts back.

She crushed an unknown number of teeth, burned half of her cheek, and pulled out a tongue that was forked like a snake.

Wei Tao took a step back, calmly stared at the blood-stained girl, and casually threw a long tongue in his hand to his feet.

After a moment of silence, a puzzled expression flashed across his brow.

"You are also a person favored by the spirit and god, you seem to be a little different from them."

"This is also the main reason why I didn't kill you directly, but spared your life for the time being."

After a pause, he continued, "So you kneel down first, and I want to ask you something."

Even though her cheeks were torn, scorched black and bleeding, the girl's expression remained calm.

She blinked her black and white eyes, with an inexplicable smile on her face.

Even the eyes that looked at Wei Tao were full of interest and curiosity.

The next moment, she put her hands behind her back and opened her mouth to speak.

But he stopped still without warning, and his originally calm and indifferent expression suddenly became angry and difficult to understand.

Wei Tao waited quietly for a moment, a sudden look flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he moved his toes slightly and kicked the pink tongue in front of her.

"Can it still be installed? If it can be installed, we will continue."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the courtyard was suddenly cold and tense, and the tension reached the extreme.

There is a great momentum.

(End of this chapter)