unscrupulous male concubine

Although the teleportation technique is convenient, it consumes a lot of cultivation, even the elders of the clan dare not use it casually, let alone Chun Jing's serious injury has not recovered, and there is still a cloud of Tianchi aura on his body that may riot at any time.

Poof... A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth. Chunjing wiped his lips casually, holding his heart and looking at the surrounding environment. He is positioned as the home and noodle shop of the Wolf King City, but here... there is a wall behind him, There are also walls on the left and right, and it's a dead end.

Chun Jing dug out a medicine at the bottom of the box from her purse, suppressed the churning blood in her chest, took a long time to take a deep breath, raised the corner of her mouth, rubbed her face, shook her head and reflected, "I'm still too impulsive! Ruirui is not such an unreasonable person. Hey! If I tell her well, she will definitely understand me. Let her give me a few more medicines, and this trip will be safer!"

"Now..." He reached out and touched the purse in his arms, "Not only is there no medicine, but also no money. I hope that when I go out, it will be Qin Le's noodle shop."

Chunjing walked out of the narrow and long alley in the dark, making a creaking sound when he stepped on the snow, but the closer he got to the street in front, the more strange he felt, why didn't anyone come out in front?And it was so quiet that he couldn't hear human voices.He raised his eyebrows, and his steps became hesitant.

He walked out of the alley, the street was empty, without a single lamp, it was pitch black like a ghost town, the only light around was the white light reflected by the white snow on the green tiles covering the walls.

The snow on the ground is still fluffy, and the newly fallen dead leaves have not yet frozen on the snow. A gust of wind blows, mixed with snow and sand, flying from this end of the long street to the distance.

"Where is this...?" Chunjing raised his eyebrows, looking at the blurred buildings around him in surprise, he was sure that he had never been to this place before, could it be that he was injured, and the accuracy of the teleportation technique was also abnormal?It's a pity that he spit out two mouthfuls of blood because he used the teleportation technique.

He took a few steps forward, his feet sunken in the snow, freezing cold, he walked forward against the wind, trying to find one or two familiar buildings to determine his position.

He walked all the way to the gate of the city, the gate was half-closed, and the half-drawn tower had been destroyed, like a monster without half of its face.He turned around and looked at the street when he came, his brows were furrowed, and when he raised his hand, the foxfire flew from his palm, flew along the long street, and lit the lanterns that were shaking in the wind.

After a little blue, orange light illuminates the long street, and there is only one set of his footprints on the white snow.

The foxfire circled around the whole city and finally returned to his palm, beating for a while as if alive, and finally died down, melting into his flesh and blood.

Chun Jing took a deep breath, he was sure that his positioning was correct, but the error was really a thousand miles!This is an abandoned city, and there is no one in the city.He looked back at the tower, and the place where the name of the city should have been written on the tower had completely collapsed, leaving no trace at all.

But one thing is certain, this city is not within the scope of the main city of the wolf clan. When he came out of Qingqiu to go to the wolf clan, he walked all the famous cities. All the way to the completion, it was all enjoyment!He slowly closed his eyes and tried to mobilize his spiritual power. After a while, he opened his eyes with a look of helplessness and frustration. Given his current physical condition, it was impossible to use the telekinesis technique again. It wasn't that he couldn't do it, it was him His body can't determine the landing point, so he will most likely return to Qingqiu in the next second!

After thinking about it again and again, Chunjing decided to stay here for one night, and wait until dawn to see the situation before going out of the city to Wangcheng.Along the way, he found a few inns that looked pretty good, and if he stayed there for one night, he didn't need to pay any money, maybe he could get some money.

"If I knew I was going to sleep on the street, I might as well wait until dawn!" Chunjing sighed, and walked back complaining, rubbing her belly with her hands, "At least I can eat something delicious at Ruirui's place! Hey ...Zhi Leng, if you know that I have suffered so much because of you, Young Master, it would not be a loss if you even invite me to eat in that Xianweiju for a year!"

He walked forward muttering, stepping on the snow, he suddenly had the feeling of stepping on snow when he was a child. It was still in Luo Jiayuan's Chenwang Mansion. Before the snow fell, Yue Ling's twin sister Yue Ling picked a new leaf The blooming red plums were brewed with white snow, and they were buried under the plum tree in the courtyard. After many years, I don’t know if the jar of red plums brewed with snow is ready.

He stopped abruptly, his shoes stuck in the snow.His ears stood up suddenly, and he tilted his head slightly. He heard a noisy voice in the dead of night. He frowned slightly, and found that the voices came from all directions, rushing towards him, and... seemed to have arms.

Chun Jing felt strange, she frowned and tilted her head. There is no human breath in the whole city?So what happened to these armed men running here?He licked his lips, raised his head and widened his eyes suddenly, in front of him was a group of armored soldiers, holding their swords high, shouting and rushing towards him.Chunjing pursed his lips and swallowed a mouthful of spittle, turned around to run, and when he turned around, there were the same soldiers behind him, he stepped back two steps, looked left and right, turned around and entered an inn behind him, and closed the door tightly.

Turning around, a figure flashed by, Chunjing's heart tightened, and the fox fire in his hand rose. He squinted his eyes to see the whole picture of the inn, and couldn't help frowning. There were many people crowded in the inn. People are dressed gorgeously, and they look either rich or noble. Some of them are dressed in coarse linen and are ordinary people, some are young and beautiful, and some are already [-] years old and have wrinkled faces.The waiter greeted the customers with a towel on his shoulders, and the shopkeeper stood behind the counter, flicking his abacus.

Chun Jing put her hand on her chest and felt her heart beating unusually.But he soon discovered that none of these people seemed to see him.There was the sound of weapons being exchanged from outside, roars and screams mixed together, which made people feel hair-raising.

Chunjing gently opened the door a crack, and saw a young soldier in armor was cut open by the enemy. Before he could react, another knife was stabbed in his back, and he lay on the ground with the stomach Intestines flowed all over the floor, his immature face showed horror, he supported the ground with one side of his body, and used the other hand to go to the intestines in the pool of blood, trying to stuff them back, tears gushed from his eyes.

Chun Jing clasped the wood tightly with the hand holding the door, clenched her teeth, her nose was sore, and tears slid down her cheeks.Even the murderous Shura would feel fear when facing death.

A young general with red silk tied on his arm like the boy swung his long sword, swept away the enemy, turned his head to look at the struggling boy, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes, and finally put the sword on the boy's chest. throat.Feeling the coldness on his neck, the young man who was still picking up his intestines froze for a moment, turned his head slowly, followed the cold long sword, and saw the general he admired.

He opened his mouth, tears rolled down, he stretched out his hand to hold the blade, stared at the young general, and begged, "General, help me, I don't want to die."

The young general looked at him, his usually cold eyes flickered for a moment, he looked at the young man in pain, bit his lips tightly, looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, lowered his head and told the young man coldly, "Let go!"

The boy's broken body shook violently, he stared at the young general for a while, and then slowly let go of his hand.

"Remember! You are a warrior!" His sword touched the boy's throat again.

The young man seemed to have lost his sense of pain, looked up at him, and held the corner of his mouth with a smile as pure as snow.

"Wait for me." There was a tear in the young general's eyes, and the moment he slit the boy's throat, it dripped along with the splashing blood, the blood splashed on his face, and the tears fell on the corner of the boy's mouth.

He turned around and looked at the enemy soldiers surrounding him, his eyes were cold, like Shura who came up from hell.

Wherever the long sword passed, corpses littered the field.

The enemy set up their long spears, and the long sword in his hand was already at a disadvantage.With an order, the spear pierced his body, holding him in the air, and the sword was thrown into the snow.

Chunjing stared blankly outside, with mixed feelings.

Red snow suddenly fell from the sky.The victorious soldiers outside looked up at the red snow all over the sky and cheered resoundingly.The red snow covered the original white snow and buried the corpse on the ground.

Looking at the blood red eyes, Chunjing opened the door uncontrollably, stood in front of the door, looked up at the sky, with endless sadness in her eyes.

The cheering soldiers on the street suddenly turned into screams. They threw away their armor and armor, stretched their necks and screamed in pain.Chun Jing looked back at the inn, and everyone screamed in pain. The moment the screaming stopped, her body exploded, turning into little scarlet and flying into the sky.

After a cup of tea, there is nothing left in the world, only the red snow is still falling.

Chunjing walked down a step, sat down on her knees, looked at the world like Shura's hell, and remembered an ancient book she had read.It is a kind of secret technique, imprisoning the living and dead souls, and recreating the scene before their death at midnight and three o'clock day and night.

The detained souls cannot be reincarnated, but can only repeat the most painful things before death.

No wonder there are no strangers in this city. They all made sacrifices to the magic circle in that war.I just don't know who organized this sacrifice?Qianhangzhi may know the cold.

Do not trespass into the house of living and dead souls. Those who trespass will sacrifice the living beings, behave like ghosts, and are not allowed to reincarnate.Chun Jing meditated on what she read from the book, her brows were furrowed tightly, the book said a mansion, but this is a city, which can manipulate so many living and dead souls at the same time, it can be seen that the priest has an extraordinary spirit force.

Chunjing sighed, no matter who it is, this is a matter of great harm to morality!And... he can now be sure that this place is definitely the dividing line between Zhi Leng and Qian Hangzhi who split the wolf clan!

"This telekinesis! If I don't handle it well, I'll pay for it here!" Chunjing gritted her teeth, slapped her thigh, and jumped up, "Hey, now we can only wait for the dawn, the sun is at its peak at three o'clock in the noon At that time, let’s see if we can find a chance to leave.”