Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Just when Song Qiao and Shang Yuxue were flirting, a black shadow hid in the darkness, entered the professor's tent with a bronze mirror, and silently replaced the fake in the professor's bag.

The wind and snow came, and the group trudged hard. The professor fell first. He tremblingly took out the bronze mirror from his arms and handed it to Shang Yuxue, "NANA... I, I can't keep up, you take it with me It, we are almost there, almost..." He was old after all and could no longer hold on.

Celine also felt uncomfortable. She was a witch, not a warrior, and her physical fitness could not keep up. Shang Yuxue held the professor's hand sadly.

Song Qiao suddenly said, "Can you let me see the bronze mirror? Maybe I can find some clues."

There was nothing to hide in this place, so Shang Yuxue handed the mirror to Song Qiao.

Of course Song Qiao couldn't find anything. She pretended to look at it for a while and handed it to Lin Xiao beside her.

Lin Xiao didn't think much about it. After taking it, he looked at it. His fingertips stung, and a drop of blood fell on the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror bloomed with light, and the reflected sunlight hit the mountain pass not far away. There was a wave and the ground shook.

On the other side of the mountain pass, changes began to occur.

At the same time, there was a roar overhead and the avalanche collapsed.

"Let's go!!" No one had time to think about why Lin Xiao could open the secret of the bronze mirror. Randy carried the professor on his back, Shang Yuxue supported Celine, Mao Xiaolan supported Ma Xiaoling, and the group ran quickly towards the mountain pass. .

Bang bang bang! !

The guide was the first to be shot and fell to the ground. A group of men in black, fully equipped, came from nowhere and began to surround them.

Song Qiao tilted his head, dodged a bullet, and casually pulled out the short gun from his waist. He fired one shot at a time without aiming, and started to counterattack.

After Song Qiao, Celine was the second to fight back!

She broke away from Shang Yuxue's support, took out a black branch from her pocket, and threw it to the ground. Then she chanted an incomprehensible spell. The branches spread on the ground like a long black snake. They spread out in the blink of an eye and began to kill. Those men in black.

After fighting and retreating, the group arrived near the mountain pass. Looking at the entrance of the barrier that looked like ripples of water, the professor did not hesitate, as if suddenly having a flashback, he struggled and rushed in, "Alawa!"

Song Qiao was left at the end. She glanced at the man in black who was running over quickly, then looked at the tsunami-like avalanche above her head, then turned and walked into Alava.

After Song Qiao and his party, the man in black followed closely.

A few minutes later, just when the avalanche was about to completely flood the entrance to Arawa, the snow and wind in the sky suddenly seemed to be paused. A black road to death appeared, and black evil spirits ran out screaming, behind them. , followed closely by SS-level ghosts with terrifying auras!

A silvery laughter appeared, and the cute little girl ran out. Behind her, a boy with white hair slowly walked out.

If Song Qiao and the others were here, they would definitely recognize that this was He Tu who had been killed by her!

He Tu, no, he should be called the Ghost King now.

His scarlet eyes looked at Alawa on the other side, "I didn't expect that the memory of the remnant soul was actually the real place of mending the sky..."

'Hetu' smiled cruelly and led his evil spirits into Arawa.

All kinds of monsters and monsters are beginning to appear, and it is still unclear who will win.

After Song Qiao passed through the door, he appeared in a primitive jungle.

The bad news is that she is not with Lin Xiao and the others, and there is no one around her.

The good news is that she can take unlimited shots.

The soul power spread out, farther and farther, her 'vision' passed through the vast virgin forest and saw... the village in the distance.

No, it should be said, ghost village.

During the Taiyuan Dynasty of Jin Dynasty, people in Wuling made fishing their main occupation. Walking by the stream, I forget how far the road is. Suddenly I came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank. There were no trees in the middle, the grass was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful. Fishermen are very different. Going forward again, I want to exhaust the forest.

Song Qiao walked step by step into the picturesque village with peach petals under her feet.

"Dear guest, distinguished guest, this is a rare sight in this village. Come in quickly." The kind-looking village chief greeted politely.

In Song Qiao's eyes, he was a pale skeleton.

The strange thing is that there is no evil spirit or resentment in this village.

These 'people', in their normal lives, they don't seem to know that they are dead.

It was as if someone was forcibly casting a spell to make them forget the fact that they were dead.

Song Qiao followed the village chief and visited the entire village. It was very simple and simple, just like the place described in the book, a paradise-like place. She did not stay here and did not kill the ghosts because it was not necessary. She is now It is no longer possible to improve oneself by absorbing the soul power of those ghosts.

As we move forward, the villages become denser and denser, and when we reach the town, there are more and more people.

Song Qiao was more and more surprised at such a powerful method!

The dead come back to life!

She was almost there, almost there, her final destination. Her soul power had already touched the outermost wall of the bustling city.

Full of heavy traces of time.

On the other side, Lin Xiao and Zhuge Yu, who had been arranged by Song Qiao, were constantly disrupting the footsteps of the others.

But Lin Xiao had little success. After all, she was a son of the plane. No matter how many times she pointed the wrong way, Shang Yuxue would always return to the right direction and walk firmly towards the city.

When they encountered a village, they immediately attacked after being frightened. This also caused those 'people' to become resentful and gradually spread.

"No! There are too many! Isn't this Nuwa Village! How come there are so many ghosts!"

"Help! Help me quickly!!"

The men in black suffered heavy losses, and it was difficult to hurt those ghosts with thermal weapons.

The fastest one is Hetu. He is the Ghost King himself, so he can devour them all the way.

Shang Yuxue's speed was not slow either, after all, Ma Xiaoling and Mao Xiaolan were there.

"All the combatants are arrayed in front! Kill the evil!" The golden dragon roared out and destroyed most of the ghosts in the blink of an eye.

Under the city, at the city gate, as soon as Song Qiao walked in, the city gate was closed, and a group of skeleton soldiers hurriedly ran up the city wall.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!! There is an enemy invasion!! Several Zhuangzi have been killed!!"

"Is it another demon? Go and report it to the city lord!"

"This person just arrived! Could he be a spy?"

Surrounded by a group of skeletons, Song Qiao did not resist, "Take me to the City Lord's Mansion so that I can prove my innocence."

The soldiers hesitated for a moment, then took Song Qiao to the city lord's mansion as instructed.

To Song Qiao's expectation, the person responsible for receiving her turned out to be a woman.

Live, woman!

"It's been three thousand years, and finally someone can come here." The woman looked at Song Qiao with complicated eyes.

"Madam...what's going on?" Song Qiao asked softly.

"Since you can enter here, I believe you are a descendant of the guardian clan outside. Are you the only one in your family?" the woman asked.

"Yeah, I'm the only one left."

"What ethnic group are you from?" The woman didn't seem to be completely convinced.

"Ms. Lin." Song Qiao's expression remained unchanged.