Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 69 Mysterious Woman
Zhang Xie secretly thought that something was wrong, he tried his best to turn himself around in mid-air, widening the distance between the saint and the wolf king, and his own face was pressed against the wolf king's slap.

Bang, Zhang Xie was shot flying tens of meters. The moment he landed, he forced himself to turn around and landed on his back, acting as a meat pad for the saint.

Even though all six layers of internal force were running on his face, he still felt a burning pain in his cheek, pain and numbness, as if he was no longer his own face. He touched his cheek, and the severe pain hit him He took a deep breath, the pain on his back was nothing compared to his face.

He got up slowly, and looked at the saint's injury with concern. Fortunately, it was just a little scratched, and coupled with the violent vibration, he was a little dizzy. The saint lay on the ground on her back with her eyes closed tightly. Talking, but breathing is relatively steady, it should be fine.

Zhang Xie got up and took two steps, but felt an indescribable pain all over his body. He looked at the raging wolf king not far away, and he rushed forward again.

This time Zhang Xie was more careful, he knew that he couldn't withstand the wolf king's attack, just now he was slapped flying like a mosquito with an ordinary slap, and he resisted the opponent's full blow head-on, the chance of surviving was infinite tends to zero.

Zhang Xie avoided the sight of the wolf king. He used the fastest speed to go around behind the wolf king. There were tall jungles around him as a cover, which was very suitable for a sneak attack, but the wolf king had a height advantage. Zhang Xie hid in the grass, and the wolf king Looking down, Zhang Xie can be easily locked.

The dark golden light filled his fingers again, and he rolled on the spot, turned forward, and happened to stop at the foot of the wolf king.

The wolf king grinned, raised his foot and stomped on it. With a height of tens of meters, just standing in front of him gave people a great sense of oppression. When he stepped on the black soles of his feet, it was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, and the rumbling sound rang out above Zhang Xie's head. : "Little bug, go to hell!"

Zhang Xie mobilized all his senses. He stretched out his hand and pointed his sword at the sole of the wolf king's foot. At the same time, his foot sank deep into the ground, and his foot was entangled with air visible to the naked eye.

boom.

The ground rolled, and the black soles of the feet finally came down. Under the huge force, Zhang Xie's surroundings had become a vacuum. He couldn't breathe, so he could only hold his breath, and quickly circulated the internal force in his body, intending to buy a moment.

"Unbelievable!"

The soles of the Wolf King's feet collided with Zhang Xie's fingers, and the dark golden color dissipated immediately. Zhang Xie's body shook, his feet went limp, and half of his body sank immediately, only his hands and head were exposed.

Wow.

A mouthful of blood was spit out, the internal organs seemed to be displaced, and the pain was unbearable. Zhang Xie moved his fingers lightly. The knuckles were extremely stiff, as if a bit broken. He moved his body again, and the body stuck in the mud could not move and was exposed Every slight movement of his body caused severe pain, and he was sweating profusely, trying desperately to struggle out.

The wolf king just took a step back and stared at Zhang Xie jokingly: "You are too weak, go die."

Zhang Xie was a little dizzy, and had trouble breathing when he moved. He was seriously injured in the brief confrontation just now, but he didn't want to give up just like that. He was still struggling, trying to get up from the mud pit, but his hands couldn't use his strength.

The wolf king walked up to Zhang Xie, lowered his head, and looked at Zhang Xie with the eyes of a dead man. He raised his foot again, and stepped on the top of Zhang Xie's head, muttering: "Vulnerable ants."

boom.

Huge pressure, the suffocation of death, descended on Zhang Xie's head, without giving him the slightest chance to resist. When he was on the verge of death, he saw the revolving lantern, from his infancy to the present, the memories he had almost forgotten , now clearly displayed in front of my eyes, I didn't expect that I have experienced many things in the past 20 years of mediocrity.

Beautiful memories, painful memories, these 20 years have been filled with all kinds of tastes. Along the way, Zhang Xie tasted them carefully. His mind suddenly felt empty, as if he was walking on an empty wooden bridge. This was a wonderful feeling. But his eyes suddenly opened wide. He didn't want this feeling, he didn't want to give up the remaining hope of survival. He shouted to the sky, and all six levels of internal energy were poured into his fists.

The fist seemed to be magnified several times. It was the airflow formed by internal force that circulated on the surface of the fist. This was his strongest blow so far, burning all his energy. He stared at the ever-enlarging sole of his head, clenched his fist and then clenched it again. Tight, the joints made a crackling sound due to exertion. I don't know if the bones are overwhelmed or the air is squeezed violently.

Suddenly a white light bloomed in front of Zhang Xie, stabbing him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He closed his eyes, and it took him a while to get used to the strong light. When he opened his eyes, the white light had disappeared, replaced by a petite figure , dressed in snow-white clothes, swaying gently in the gentle breeze.

That back view gave Zhang Xie a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but the aura emanating from the other person made Zhang Xie feel strange. He could conclude that he had never seen this person before, because the other person had something like this world. Out of place outfit.

It would be too vulgar to describe it as a fairy, but other than that, Zhang Xie couldn't find a more suitable word. He widened his eyes and stared blankly at the beautiful figure in front of him. He moved his body with difficulty. , The severe pain made his brain a little clearer.

"who is it?"

The wolf king's voice was full of surprises. He stomped with all his strength, but he couldn't finish it. His feet were stopped by the white light, and he seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force. No matter how much force is used, the force fed back to him is also the same.

The wolf's head became ferocious, and the hairs that were docile on the face stood up one by one, glowing coldly in the sun.

"Strange," the wolf king withdrew his feet and took two steps back. He stared closely at the white light that had become dazzling again. Look, it is impossible to judge the identity of it, and even the appearance of the woman is unclear.

Zhang Xie was even more shocked than the wolf king. If there were one or two super powerful characters, he could barely accept them, but now that powerful characters appeared again and again, his understanding of the world collapsed. I don't know if this woman It is an enemy or a friend, but one thing is certain, she saved herself, Zhang Xie licked his chapped lips, he let out a long breath, the pressure just now made his physical functions almost stagnant, and he barely recovered after a while, He opened his mouth, barely able to make a sound, and even his vocal cords were a little dry, making his voice a little hoarse: "Thank you!"

The figure in the white light didn't look back, nor did she respond to Zhang Xie's thanks. She just stood quietly in the middle of the white light, and when Zhang Xie barely got used to the strong white light, the white light suddenly turned into a shooting star and slammed into the wolf king fiercely. .

The wolf king let out an angry wolf howl, and the sound shook the forest. The surrounding dust was pushed up high by the sound waves, forming a khaki barrier. The white light pierced through the barrier like a bamboo, and hit the wolf king's chest hard.

boom.

A muffled sound.

The ground was churning, and the villagers standing not far away fell to the ground. They lay on the ground, not daring to move, feeling that the whole ground was turning, and if they were not careful, they would be swallowed by the loess.

Zhang Xie was immediately buried by the loess, and the sand blown by the wind sealed his mouth and nose, and his eyes were darkened, and he secretly cried out. No one was around, so naturally no one dug him out. When the place calmed down a little, he had already Buried alive, he couldn't make a sound, and when he opened his mouth, it would be filled with sand. Driven by the desire to survive, he endured severe pain and kept waving his arms to tell everyone that he was here.

But now no one cast a glance in his direction, the villagers were too busy to take care of themselves, the white light had dissipated on the wolf king's chest, even the woman disappeared, the huge body of the wolf king fell to the ground, unconscious.

The battle has been decided, the villagers stood up anxiously, looked around, but did not see the white light, nor the woman in the white light, the huge body of the wolf king lay not far away, destroyed a lot of houses, the villagers had no time to feel sorry The house was focused on solving the scourge of the wolf king. They walked forward cautiously, and they dared not move forward when they were tens of meters away from the wolf king.

They gathered around not far away, looking at each other, undecided, wanting to step up to check, afraid that the wolf king would suddenly get into trouble, but just let him lie there, he would wake up sooner or later, no matter what, he was a member of the village. In the catastrophe, when I wanted to ask the saint for advice, I realized that the saint was no longer there. Thinking of the saint, some villagers burst into tears.

They didn't know that the saint had been rescued by Zhang Xie, and she might also be buried by the sand at this moment.

Zhang Xie heard a faint movement not far away, and he immediately waved his arms. Fortunately, the sand was not deep, and his hands were still exposed.

"The saint is gone, what should we do?"

"That's right, the saintess has always been the one who decides the affairs of the village. Now that the saintess is gone, should we immediately elect a saintess?"

"I don't think the position of saintess has any meaning anymore. Let's elect the village head or patriarch, right?"

All around immediately fell silent. The duty of the saint is to communicate with the mountain god. Now that Wuying Mountain Village has no mountain god to protect it, the existence of the saint is naturally meaningless, but the villagers don't want to think so. For hundreds of years, the saint has been the village god. The highest status and monopoly power. In Wuying Mountain Village, the saint is the village chief and also the patriarch. It's just a different title, and the villagers are not used to it suddenly changing back.

"Whether it's the village chief, the patriarch or the saint, we urgently need someone who takes the lead." The speaker was a small man wearing a straw hat, with sweat on his forehead and fear in his eyes. Still having lingering fears, his voice was relatively high-pitched, making the surrounding villagers frown slightly.

Zhang Xie was still waving his arms. He felt that the oxygen stored in his lungs was running out. After a while, he would suffocate in the loess. Even with strong internal strength, it would not help.

"We should find the body of the Holy Maiden and bury her properly, as well as those who died in the village, they all need to be buried in peace."

As a native farmer, he has worked in the fields all his life and has a deep obsession with the land. He lives on the soil and returns to the land after death.

(End of this chapter)