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On the third day after the tragedy that shocked Donglin and even the entire Yuandu, in the wild mountain forest at the junction of Nanguo and Donglin City, a thin but flexible figure fled rapidly, followed closely by a waist-hip golden sword , Kong Wu powerful man.

After more than a dozen breaths, the two had reached the depths of the mountain forest.The figure in front seemed to be exhausted, and his movements gradually slowed down. Seeing that he was about to be overtaken, he simply stomped his feet, leaned against a towering giant tree, and turned back to stare coldly at the chasing man behind him.

The gray veil was pulled down, revealing a beautiful face, and the voice was as clear as a Yingluan, but it was also a bit immature: "Your Excellency has been chasing me for a day and a night, what is the matter?"

"Xingzheng, Donglin City belongs to Yabutou; we Ming people don't speak dark words, I just want to ask you, Miss Zhongli, who was supposed to be buried in the ground, why is here? And... not a hair hurt ?” Seeing the face of the other party with the hood pulled down, the amazement in the man's eyes disappeared for a moment, and he quickly returned to solemnity, with a trace of worry added.

Undoubtedly, in his opinion, the beautiful girl in front of him is one of the victims of the accident three days ago, the bride who is about to get married in Zhongli Mansion, the second young lady—if God hadn't mercifully brought this young lady back to life, That is, there is another mystery in this case, and the key lies in this young girl.

However, as an ordinary person, Xing Zheng had already arrested him and brought him back to the Yamen for interrogation. Why did he need to take such a lot of effort, even the chief executives in the Yamen went out alone before asking for instructions?

It's really that this girl is too cunning, and she is a bit unpredictable from head to toe, so she can't take it lightly.

It stands to reason that the aura fluctuations on this girl's body are no more than the third level of innateness. Although she escaped here with her flexible body skills, she is definitely not her opponent in a head-on confrontation. But for some reason, years of experience in headhunting made him There is still an inexplicable intuition - the girl in front of him is far more dangerous than anyone he has ever hunted down.

Because of this intuition that had saved him many times at critical moments, he involuntarily raised his vigilance to the highest level.

Just like what he said, this elegant girl with simple and even tattered clothes is Zhong Liqing, the bride who was theoretically burned to death.

But at this moment, her standing here represented a conspiracy in itself.

Xing Zheng thought to himself: If he hadn't discovered a clue by accident, no one would have known that this Miss Zhongli's ability was beyond imagination.

She still looks very young, at the best age of a girl, but her skin is too fair, as if she is sickly and weak without seeing the sun all year round; her hands are slender and white, with well-proportioned bones, as delicate and beautiful as jade carvings, but the blood vessels on the back of her hands are The roots are distinct, and it seems that she has a kind of slenderness that is different from ordinary people, as precious as porcelain, and as fragile as porcelain.

Not to mention the hands, the most amazing thing is her face—it is indescribably beautiful, and it seems to be the pinnacle of beauty in the world.

Judging from the appearance alone, maybe the whole Yuan couldn't find anyone more beautiful than her.

Presumably, this kind of appearance that makes people feel pity spontaneously may also be the reason why Miss Zhongli is hidden in a deep boudoir—after all, an overly beautiful appearance is not enough for a girl who has no ability to protect herself. Not a good thing.

But who could have imagined that it was such a beautiful, delicate and fragile girl who was actually the mastermind behind the plan and implementation of the massacre?

Even Xing Zheng, who had chased her to this point, was just suspicious of her deceit and never thought about it.

If he could guess the real method of this Miss Zhongli, maybe he turned around and ran away instead of raising his vigilance.

It was precisely because of this hesitation that he regretted it too late.

"Xing Butou's words are wrong—I survived this catastrophe, and I was lucky to survive. It was because of the blessing of my ancestor Zhong Li's family, and it was also my life that I should not die. Why did it become a crime when it came to your mouth? "The girl's voice is also extremely beautiful, clear and soft, and as lingering as a spring, even if she retorts and questions, it also has a bit of a girl's sweetness and sweetness.

But Xing Zheng was not affected in the slightest, and he didn't show any pity and pity for jade. His big hand didn't move away from the golden knife at his waist for a moment, his tiger eyes were piercing, and he stared at the girl in front of him viciously—if someone who knew him well The subordinates must be able to see that this prestigious chief arrester is extremely rare and thought-provoking for this girl's posture of facing a big enemy—he just sneered: "This chief arrester will not talk to you too much, this Zhong Li's death is strange, and your resurrection is even more strange. Anyway, you should go back to the yamen with Ben Catcher! After a thorough investigation, if it is really a misunderstanding, Ben Catcher will definitely take the blame Plead guilty."

After all, without waiting for the other party to reply, the golden saber at the waist came out of its sheath with a "clang" and shot in the air, which was about to break the tendons of the girl's left leg and cripple her mobility—it has to be said, This Xing Tutou is really as stern and ruthless as the rumors say.

Just when the white shadow of the knife suddenly wiped the girl's hamstrings, those ridiculously beautiful hands finally moved.

Ten fingers fluttered like butterfly shadows, and a palm-sized piece of paper suddenly appeared between the fingers, and it was this inconspicuous thin paper that made Xing Zheng, who was bound to win, change his face, and with a twist of the blade, he Shengsheng pulled back the knife that was protruding towards her hamstrings, drew a half arc, and suddenly turned to the front of his own door, blocking!

Ding--

There was a deafening clear cry, the blade trembled, and the hand holding the knife swelled with veins and wobbled.

On the other hand, the girl stood there as if nothing had happened, just looked at him coldly, with a hint of ridicule hidden in her mouth.

"It's a black iron talisman!" Xing Zheng held his trembling arm, his face was dignified, and he became more murderous, "This black iron talisman is a defensive talisman that can only be refined by a talisman master in the Qi refining period. Thousands of gold are hard to come by, but I never expected that a little girl like you would have such a treasure! Presumably it is a trump card left by the elders in the family to protect you... But it can only end here, let's see!"

As he said this, he attacked again, and when he didn't guard against it, there was another Qingming. When the tip of the knife was trembling, a scorching heat came from the palm along the blade, and he subconsciously let go, almost unable to hold this never-leaving hand. weapon.

"This is... the Scarlet Fire Talisman!" This time he exclaimed, but it was three points more ruthless than before, with a hint of greed.

——This little girl probably has a lot of talismans on her body.

There may be no one who can capture her back alive, so it is better to get rid of her, these talismans... are all his own?

Greed suddenly arose, and Xing Zheng didn't keep his hand anymore, and suddenly increased his attack, a dark light flashed in his eyes, his clothes bulged without wind, his muscles were knotted, his momentum suddenly came out of the mountain like a tiger, and even the golden knife appeared A phantom of a golden tiger with eye-catching eyes came out—the tiger had ferocious teeth, roaring and biting towards her.

At the very moment, he saw that the girl had two more talismans between her fingers, and she patted her legs, only to see a flash of white light, and the girl suddenly disappeared from the original place, barely avoiding the ostentatious phantom—— If you think about it, in fact, in the blink of an eye, the girl's movement was several times faster, and she dodged away from the attack all at once.

If Catcher Xing recognized it, he must be more greedy.

It was only because this girl used it just now, and it is a light-weight talisman that is more precious than the previous two talismans. One can speed up body movement by [-]% and last for a stick of incense. It is a dream treasure for monks who are away from home.

Let me ask, if in a life-and-death struggle, your opponent suddenly bursts out with a speed increase of [-]%, catching you off guard, then how will you survive?

Dodging Xing Zheng's attack, the girl did not continue to flee, but turned around and slashed three times with the hand knife, facing the back of the knife that Xing Zheng hastily blocked three times.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Three collisions, three loud bangs, and finally both sides flashed back.

It's just that this frail and slender girl barely took three steps back, while the tall and mighty Xing Butou took... three and a half steps.

Don't underestimate this mere half-step.

Although Xing Butou of Donglin is only a low-ranking military officer with the lowest rank, he has practiced for many years. Naturally, it is not a problem to punish some small thieves with a seven-level innate cultivation base. It is rare for this innate master In Donglin City, there is already a party figure.

As for the lady from Zhongli's family, she has never had any reputation for cultivation, and the aura she is showing now is only around the third level of the innate, not to mention those mortals who cannot cultivate without spiritual roots. It's too ordinary, so ordinary that Zhongli's family in Donglin might be regarded as a piece of trash - a majestic talisman family, even the servants and maids of Sasa have innate four-level cultivation, not to mention the noble lady.

I'm afraid this is also the fundamental reason why the lady of the second wife's direct branch had to commit herself to a prodigal dude.

In this world, power is paramount.

Weakness, incompetence, and low strength are the greatest sins of a person.

So here comes the question - let me ask you, how did such a little girl with such a low level of cultivation manage to compete with the masters of the seventh level of the innate three moves without losing the wind, and still win by a half?

Although the benefit of the talisman is used, how can the difference between the four levels of cultivation be eliminated so easily?

The way of cultivating the truth is an act against the heavens. It is inherently difficult, and the more you go up, the more difficult it will be. If it takes a month to cultivate from the first level of the Xiantian to the second level of the Xiantian, then from the second level of the Xiantian to the third level of the Xiantian It may take half a year to advance to the first level, and I don't know how many practitioners are stuck on the threshold of the seventh level of Xiantian, unable to advance an inch.

For Xing Tutou, who is now in his forties, it has taken him 30 years to practice.

The difference between mortals and monks is the most basic qualification for cultivation, which is spiritual roots - if a person does not have spiritual roots, he will not be able to attract the spiritual energy of the world, let alone cultivate.

This spiritual root is roughly divided into five elements, and there are also rare mutant spiritual roots. According to the grade, it is divided into four grades: heaven, earth, Xuan, and yellow, and each grade is divided into four grades: A, B, C, and D. The higher the level, the purer the spirituality, and the faster the aura can be drawn, which is more beneficial for practicing fighting skills.

If you don't count the acquired hard work and adventures, a person's spiritual root almost determines his cultivation speed.

As far as his spiritual roots such as Huang Jiding are concerned, it is already a very good entry.

It can be seen that the road of comprehension is not so easy to walk.

Xing Tutou, who was quite satisfied with his advancement, is not very firm in his cognition—how can a little girl born at the third level be able to compete with herself at the same level as herself? layers tied?

So what's the point of his 30 years of hard work?

For a moment, the movement of the move couldn't help but slow down a bit.

Although his expression was still fierce and the wind of the sword was still fierce, but his heart was full of timidity, his state of mind was broken, his fighting spirit was gone, and there were many flaws, so there was no chance of winning.

Sure enough, it was another sweeping knife, the front body rushed in, the lower body was not stable, and the girl dodged sideways, and the backhand slashed hard on the vest, and there was a crisp click, and the spine seemed to be broken .

If ordinary people receive this palm, even if they are not killed immediately, they will definitely lose their ability to move. But Xing Tutou, who has a seven-level innate cultivation base, can still fight back with a burst of true energy.

His eyes sharpened, he bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and sprinkled it on the blade, the knife became sharper in an instant, and the speed was twice as fast as before, as if he used some secret technique It was like a blessing, and with a howling momentum of a hungry tiger coming out of the cage, it suddenly enveloped the girl who was close at hand.

With such a distance, not to mention retreating, even twisting around to dodge is too late.

At the time of crisis, the girl did not dodge or dodge, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, as if she had been waiting for the counterattack that Xing Butou thought she thought was unexpected - the slender jade fingers pinched several times at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye. A handprint, and then pointing to a sword, drawing a string of extremely mysterious runes in the void. Miraculously, where the void pointed, a rune shining with golden light really appeared out of thin air. After three breaths , that rune actually condensed into a physical seal, brilliant, dazzling, and extremely attractive.

When Xing Butou was shocked, the talisman suddenly turned into a beam of golden light, and suddenly pierced his eyebrows, like a needle pricking tofu, piercing through it all at once, and resolutely harvested away this infamous Donglin. The head catcher's life.

This headhunter, who has been in Donglin for many years and has been invincible in arresting murderers and bandits, would never have imagined that there are people in this world who can practice the ability to draw void symbols that are only available in legends, and this person is still a young man, weak and slender girl.

He also would not have thought that this girl had arranged everything, just waiting for him to throw herself into the trap, and without any effort, she would be able to wipe out the last person who saw through her plan.

I am afraid that no one else in this world knows that besides her astonishing beauty, this Miss Zhongli also has a superb talisman technique.

And this Xing Butou is just a whetstone for her to test the power of the talismans in her hand and her own fighting ability.

Now it seems that she is still a little insufficient. If it weren't for Xing Zheng's single means and no magic weapon to protect his body, he was hit by her, and the time dragged on for a long time. , otherwise, her lack of spiritual power is a big flaw, even if she has all kinds of tricks and the technique of drawing talismans in the void to surprise her, she still can't match the power of a master's move.

Breaking through ten tricks with one force, any strange skill is useless in the face of absolute power.

——So, let’s go to Yuandu.

The Donglin matter is over, it's time to go to Yuandu to disturb a pool of river water.

Whether it is the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the mud at the bottom of the water, or the turtle dragon king lurking in the deep sea, they must be lured out to exercise their muscles and bones.

The girl waved her slender hand, and a small black jade bottle appeared in her hand. There was a "tick", and the only sound was the scorching sound of the cloth, skin and flesh. Not long after, the corpse turned into a pool of blood, and the corpse The clothes and weapon accessories on his body were also melted into powder slag.

Withdrawing her hand, the girl jumped up and left without looking back.

Not long after, there was no one in the forest, only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, and the pool of blood quickly melted into the soil, leaving no traces.

The author has something to say: I would like to remind all the little angels in particular: Although the copywriting looks cheerful, this article is in a serious style.

The happiest part of the full text is probably the little green characters ╮(╯_╰)╭

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