Host special pet

Chapter 247
That is, they are all dying people. '

Time ticked away, half an hour, and in the blink of an eye, only 1 minute was left.

The ball exploded completely, and the person it was looking at had already sat up, and seemed to have regained some energy.

[9, 8, 7, 6...]

The system started counting down. At this time, Yang Mo didn't think twice and got into the body of the man closest to his fire without any hesitation.

This was the goal she had chosen long ago. The old man was too old, so it was easy to reveal his secrets.That Shumu didn't die so quickly; the woman did, but in troubled times, women are prone to trouble.

The best thing is this, not to mention dying, it's a man, and he's wearing a cap.

If it wasn't for her spiritual energy and the fact that she changed the system differently from other executors, she wouldn't have discovered that he was a dying person in the first place.

[3, 2, 1. 】

[Show fans! ! 】

As soon as Yang Mo's soul merged with his body, there was a moment of repulsion, and then it merged perfectly.

"Host, be careful!" Qiuqiu shouted loudly, because now only the host can see it, and it can't do anything about it.

After seeing the [Display Fan] fall, everyone in the originally quiet hall stood up, no matter the women, young or old, as long as they stood up, they were either holding a fan or a weapon in their hands.

And an old man next to Yang Mo stabbed Yang Mo with a sword in his hand.

"Yo!" Yang Mo rolled on the spot, and the memories of the original owner flooded into her mind, making her body almost dodge the stabbing sword.

She rolled on the ground, turned her body, kicked away the stabbing sword, and took out the snow-white folding fan from her waist.

The folding fan stuck to her palm and twirled a few times, and when it was held, it instantly turned into a dagger, with a sneer on her face: "You don't pick so much, did you use the capture card?"

The dagger pierced his throat with quick eyes and quick hands.The whole dagger sank into it without stopping, and directly split the person in half with the throat like the center of the body.

"It's a pity that you chose me."

Yang Mo's face behind the hat didn't show any expression because of the murder. He turned to one side of his body, dodging the attack from behind, and turned his body backwards. The bloody dagger pierced into the flesh again, only to hear the woman's pain.He was about to pounce on Yang Mo again.

Where would Yang Mo give him a chance, so he plunged the dagger into the flesh, with one force, one pick, from the back of the heart to the right shoulder, directly separating the upper and lower parts of the body.

The important place of Buddhism has become a place of chaos and killing at this moment.

The blood dyed the golden Buddha statue red. Instead of kindness and solemnity, it was only ferocious and terrifying.

A few minutes passed, the hall was full of people, now there were corpses everywhere, only five people remained.

Several people stood in different places, all keeping a certain distance.There were tattered corpses on the ground, but they chose not to care, and their eyes were all vigilant on those who were still standing.

Yang Mo was still wearing a hat, at least no one could tell what he looked like.

As for the standing people, during the few minutes of the fight, they didn't wear veils on their faces, so they didn't know where they took the hats and put them on.

From Yang Mo's perspective, he caught a glimpse of a man on his upper left hand. That outfit was the body that Qiuqiu was interested in.

Their eyes basically fell on Yang Mo, because the dagger in Yang Mo's hand was white, so they were all surprised how a newcomer could kill so many executors with a higher level than him.

Yang Mo stood where he was, obviously a thin-looking figure, those few people felt chills inexplicably, and for a while, they didn't act rashly.

In the examination room, there are too many people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

The executor who can kill so many people at once, they preconceive that the executor in front of him is also the executor who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

There was a stalemate for a while, and no one spoke or moved.

In such a confrontation and a situation where the fans are showing off, the executors are not willing to trust anyone.

It was still windy and rainy outside, with lightning and thunder.

In this way, five people stalemate for 3 hours.Until daybreak, the flood rushed into the temple and submerged them to their knees.

"Host, if you don't leave, it will be too late." Qiuqiu said as he looked at the water that was submerged from his knees to his waist in just one minute and was red with blood.

Yang Mo looked disgusted, and didn't want to stay in this ghostly place, so he was about to leave in a flash.

And someone was already impatient than her, snorted coldly, jumped back, smashed through a wall, and disappeared from their sight.

Then came the second, and then the third.

Every departure is a break through the wall, without revealing their backs so that they can be attacked again.

In the end, the fourth one also left, but when he left, he glanced at Yang Mo again.

Yang Mo didn't stop either. He sensed that there was no one within a hundred meters and left the temple.

Eight days later.

She went outside another city during the fight, and the rain had subsided two days ago.

Yang Mo stood at the gate of the city, raised his hand and looked at the three characters above.

'North half of the city'

"What's the meaning of this name? So there is still a half word?" Qiuqiu sat on her shoulder, looking puzzled.

"This is a transfer station." Yang Mo walked over and took out the original owner's document. After the soldier at the gate took a look at the document, he subconsciously glanced at the thin scholar in front of him, and finally returned the document. Go back and signal to the next one.

Withdrawing the document, she also took a look at the people outside the city. There were no spies, and they were all stopped outside.

Without much reason, he lifted his foot and walked in slowly.

Once in the city, the two characters displayed on the system interface become half-displayed.

"The identity of the original owner is amazing. It saved a lot of time and trouble along the way." Qiuqiu said, a little proud: "The host is still amazing. Fortunately, I didn't find that handsome man."

"But what is the transfer station? I don't know so much?"

"The old man said that this is the exam room transition city, um, a new game is about to start." Yang Mo took out a gold coin in the system, found an inn, asked for a room, and asked for some things in the lobby. Just sit and listen to what's going on in town.

In the era without the Internet, apart from correspondence, the places where people could receive information were teahouses and taverns.

As soon as I sat down here, I heard the voices of several people at the table.

"It's been raining for half a month. There are all refugees outside the city. I don't know if our city will be flooded too."

"It shouldn't be. When I came up ahead, the city lord had already left the city to give gruel."

"The ground here is high and I don't think it can be flooded. The city lord has never done anything. If it weren't for the orders from above, the city wouldn't be full of beggars. They are so dirty."

"That's not what you're saying. Our city can't hold so many people. If we let those people over, they have to go to the capital. Now the city lord won't let people in at all. If it weren't for the written ultimatum, the city lord wouldn't even let him die outside. Maybe let those refugees take a step here.

Otherwise!After going to Jingli Nao, the position of city lord has come to an end. "

……

"Host? Is there a problem with the city owner?" Qiuqiu bit a piece of pastry, wondering if it was a way to delay time.

Yang Mo was eating quietly, and there was no other expression on his face.

Not in the state of the soul, she must replenish her physical strength from time to time, otherwise, when she meets the executor, she may die tragically due to lack of energy.

After Yang Mo finished eating, he went back to his room to sleep, and bought a carriage and left early the next morning.

She is at the back door, although she has no experience in taking part in the assessment.

But there is another word, called subtlety.

She has known the main department for so many years, and she is afraid that it is so likely that she will forget what the main department said casually.

Of course, there is information about the transfer station of the special examination room.

(End of this chapter)