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For beasts, the most direct way to distinguish a person is through smell; and Jiang Qing happens to have such a sense of smell similar to that of beasts. This talent once brought her a lot of trouble, but in some specific When it was time, it gave her a subtle... pleasure.

For example, when you are forced to hold a beautiful woman in your arms at this moment.

Everyone's smell is different, and unlike the messy men, women's smell is softer and more mellow.

From her point of view, A Niang's body is the elegant and tranquil lotus scent, Jiang Lingrao's scent is warm pomegranate flowers mixed with the coldness of bitter almonds, Ying Xi's breath is always mixed with a trace of blood... …

Jiang Qing found that for a while, she couldn't accurately distinguish the unique smell of the person in her arms.

Yu Shisan is undoubtedly beautiful, and her smell is naturally good, but apart from the orchid fragrance, which is so strong that it cannot be ignored, Jiang Qing can't tell anything about the aftertaste—it's not because the young master's smell is too mixed It's not that there is something wrong with her sense of smell, but that the senses she uses to distinguish are instantly deprived of control by other senses such as touch and vision, which makes her unable to separate more energy and focus on smell .

The man's eyes were bottomless black, clearer than black jade, and colder than black iron; the man's skin was as white as lotus and snow, smoother than silk, and smoother than tofu Soft and tender.

Warm and fragrant nephrite, nothing more than that.

The crisp feeling made her tremble slightly from the fingertips, and she wanted to close her fingertips, but she seemed to lose control of her body, and became stiff from the point of contact.

He couldn't move, his heart was beating like a drum, only the endless enthusiasm was transpiring from the bottom of his heart, reaching the sky, and gradually reflected on his face, with a thin crimson that couldn't be concealed.

When the four eyes met, Jiang Qing felt as if her sanity had been stripped away, as if her five senses had been infinitely magnified, as if she had become less like her... She really wanted to do something in her heart, but her rationality, which had not been completely lost, continued Tell her what not to do.

He could only stare deeply and silently into the other person's eyes, looking for his own reflection in those black jade-like pupils.

"... Offended." After a long while, Yu Shisan in her arms finally stood firm, and the strength to cling to her was a little weaker, and Jiang Qing immediately recovered from the distracted beauty, taking advantage of the situation and vain He gave him a hand, and said in a gentle and polite manner.

"Young master Jiang is serious, I should thank you." Lan Xiang in her arms did not fade away, but the woman who spoke modestly and calmly had no intention of retreating from her arms, as if she hadn't noticed The posture of the two of them was too intimate.

Jiang Qing coughed, and hesitated for a moment between the idea of ​​reminding the other party.

It was Ying Xi who broke the silent beauty at that moment, and said coldly, "Look!"

The two looked at each other, lowered their heads at the same time, and followed what she said.

I don't know when, the surrounding area of ​​Xingshen Bingluan's flight was covered by a layer of mist, and everything was blurred, only countless red dots appeared through the mist.

Jiang Qing faintly guessed, controlled the ice luan to fly a little lower, and looked at it calmly—it turned out that the countless red dots were not coquettish candles, nor luminous gemstones, but pairs of scarlet red dots. Eye.

Those scarlet eyes are not like living people's, cold and numb but filled with tyranny and greed, which made her feel cold behind her back, and the momentary thoughts faded away.

At this time, Tan Xinjue's shout was accompanied by the roar of his sword and slashing: "There are corpses down there!"

——Corpse man is a sad monster whose three souls and six souls have been extracted from life to life. Driven only by the remaining one soul, it feeds on the souls of other living beings. .

Each corpse man can exert nearly [-]% of its strength in life, because it is not afraid of death or injury, and when attacking in groups, it can explode with amazing strength. A monk at the second level of Sanxian poses a threat.

Because of its vicious technique, it is listed as a sorcery prohibited by the comprehension world. However, this rule is useless to those ambitious people with ulterior motives. Corpse people are often kept in secret outside forbidden places or tombs as guards. .

However, Jiang Qing did not expect that the Feng family, one of the eight great families, would have something to do with this kind of magic. In the absolute city under the Feng family's jurisdiction, this kind of monster was actually raised. No wonder this city is almost There is no return.

So, who put these corpses outside Juecheng?

If the man behind the raising of the corpses is the owner of Juecheng, the problems involved... would be serious.

Jiang Qing didn't dare to think about it any more.

As a matter of fact, she couldn't help her to continue thinking at this moment—the Xingshen Bingluan suffered an unknown attack, and one of its wings was damaged, making it impossible to maintain balance. Find a good foothold to avoid falling directly into the pile of corpses.

Almost without thinking, Jiang Qing embraced the person in her arms. Jiang Qing turned to look at Ying Xi whose eyes had turned crimson, and saw that her five fingers were slightly opened, and her nails suddenly became several times sharper, piercing straight into the thick flesh of the Luanniao. Among the feathers—maybe even pierced the skin of the poor monster, causing it to let out a mournful cry—but in this way, he firmly fixed himself on the back of the luan bird, so there is no need to worry about the large tilt. And tumble and fall down.

Ying Xi fixed herself with one hand, and was about to pull Jiang Qing with the other, but the latter rejected her kindness, a silver-white light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, she and Yu Shisan in her arms disappeared On the back of the star mark ice luan.

At the same time, comforted by Jiang Qing's spiritual sense, the Luanniao quickly turned sideways to avoid the dark green vines thrown by the corpse below, and turned over lightly, enduring the severe pain in the back and the injury on the wings. The flight distance was suddenly increased.

When Xinghen Bingluan perfectly avoided the attack of the corpse man, Jiang Qing appeared on the top of a giant tree dozens of feet away with her arms in her arms. She stared intently at the group of corpse men who were roaring angrily because they missed their prey—intentionally or unintentionally, she ignored the meaningful eyes of Yan Shisan when she used teleportation and opened the barrier.

Watching Ying Xi fly to the tree on the other side in a phoenix, while Tan Xinjue brandished a sword and rushed into the pile of corpses to fight. Jiang Qing observed the disparity in strength but couldn't end it for a while. After a rough assessment of Tan Xinjue's strength, he focused all his attention on the seemingly inexhaustible monsters.

Falling from the air into the valley outside Juecheng, although the fog did not dissipate, they were able to get a general view of the scene inside—even Jiang Qing, who prided herself on her determination, couldn't help but feel her scalp tingling for a while.

Stiff look, withered face, sharp claws, shrill howl... The sea of ​​corpses is like purgatory.

Taking Tan Xinjue's place as the origin, these corpses seem to have received a signal, and they keep coming here from all directions, and under the feet of these corpses, there is a thick layer of bones. If you look closely, there are human bodies. , beasts, and bones of unknown creatures. Because there are too many bones, they are piled up and paved into a road of bones. Against the numb and hideous faces of the corpses, it is really terrifying to the extreme.

To create such a corpse road and raise so many corpses, it is hard to imagine what kind of tragic massacres took place here.

"Why did you come to Juecheng?" The hand holding the tree trunk was tightened, and the fingertips sank into the bark leaving a few pits, but Jiang Qing's tone was very calm, as if talking about the good weather today.

"Looking for something." Yu Shisan looked at Jiang Qing who held her tightly in her arms just now, but now she had a face of refusal from thousands of miles away, pursed her lips, and then her eyes fell on Tan Xinjue, who was fighting bloody battle, then said emphatically, "It's something that belongs to me."

"Then did you know in advance that there are these outside Juecheng?" Jiang Qing glanced at the anxious Bingluan not far away, and the breath on its back gradually revealed an uncontrollable gloomy and wild Ying Xi, the steelyard in her heart was Torn between "past" and "stay".

"How do you know? So what if you don't know?" Yu Shisan shook her head lightly, and made a tactic with her bare hands, and a halo of ink wrapped in white twilight emerged from her interlaced palms—this scene is very strange, teach me She couldn't help but glanced a few more times, and almost missed the last sentence of Yu Shisan, "I only know that I must come to this impoverished city, and my things must also."

She seemed to be staring at the corpse underneath, but she seemed to glance over by accident, especially when talking about "my things"—that look made her heart palpitate and short of breath, and she couldn't help it. blushing.

After finishing speaking, she saw her clasp her palms lightly, and spread them to both sides, and the black and white light group was suddenly shaped into the shape of a sword by her - on the silvery white sword, there were circles of black circles. The flow of the runes is like black silk threads swimming one after another in Bailian, so weird but so strange that people can't take their eyes off it.

Jiang Qing was shocked by the ferocity in her last sentence. She didn't realize it was wrong until the black and white lightsaber flew out of her hand and joined the battle.

He raised his eyebrows and asked gloomily: "If I remember correctly, you said just now that you don't know how to control a sword?"

——Then what's going on now?

Sure enough, he was just perfunctory before... Are you too lazy to cover up now?

Although she knew that now was not a good time to pursue the matter, Jiang Qing still felt annoyed that she had been teased, and perhaps had a bit of desire to cover up her secret helplessness when it was revealed.

Sensing Jiang Qing's obvious displeasure when she asked the question, Yu Shisan did not show any guilt, and calmly explained: "This is the sword body that I transformed with spiritual power, not the real thing."

The implication is that this sword cannot fly people... So, she can't be considered a lie.

When her voice fell, the formed phantom sword had already walked back and forth among the corpses. Although it did not bring up half a drop of blood mist, wherever the phantom sword passed, all the corpses without exception He froze his movements, as if all his strength had been drawn out, his eyes were no longer red, and he fell down suddenly, without any breath.

The sword did not hurt the corpse man's body, but harvested the last soul manipulating the corpse man's actions, fundamentally solving the corpse man's disaster, but within a few vertical and horizontal intervals, the corpse man was eliminated at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye. Like the rice harvested by the sickle in the rice field, it fell down in pieces.

When Jiang Qing looked at Yu Shisan's delicate but indifferent profile for the third time, the wave of corpses below had disappeared, and only Tan Xinjue, who was wiping the blood on his sword with a cold face, proved that the terrifying number of corpses had been active Pass.

Such an understatement dealt with the tsunami-like corpses, and the method of Yan Shisan taught Jiang Qing to realize her strength so clearly and intuitively for the first time.

——This person is definitely a rare and powerful enemy in her life.

Jiang Qing let out a breath of turbid air slowly, suppressing the excitement and fighting spirit in her eyes, as well as the complicated entanglement in her heart.

There were two voices fighting in her mind, and it was hard to tell the winner. One praised the other party sparingly, while the other kept repeating three words.

kill her!

The author has something to say: Qing: Wow, my wife smells so sweet, I can't even describe it...

妘: ...Allowed.

Qing: Wow, this guy is too powerful, let's kill him first...

妘: ...MDZZ.

Ying Xi: My nails hurt.

Luanniao: My back hurts.

Tan Xinjue: My eyes hurt.

Corpse Man: Do group performers have no human rights?