The real young master is also the real devil

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The mummified corpses overlapped to block the scorching sun, Qiubai sank into the quicksand, closed his eyes in despair, and even had some dizzy thoughts before dying, finally cooling down.

At the moment when he was dazed, a gust of wind blew past him, blowing away the strong smell of corpses, and the mournful cries of his companions, sisters and brothers stopped abruptly. Just when he was surprised, he lost a lot of blood. Afterwards, my body was a little sluggish, and I felt the scorching sun spread on my body again, and the quicksand on the ground was also surprisingly hot!

Qiu Bai opened his eyes suddenly, the sunlight dazzled his eyes, someone came from the backlight, bent down and looked at him with a smile, and teased: "Beach sauna?"

"noob!"

"Time Dive!"

The exclamation finally sounded again, and everyone gathered around.

Qiu Bai suddenly came back to his senses: "Brother Shi Qian!"

Shi Qian nodded, looked around him, and raised his voice, "Little Bailong!"

As soon as he spoke, Qiu Bai saw that the companions around him who had opened their mouths and were about to inquire about their health shut their mouths instantly. He blinked suspiciously and turned his head to look.

I saw a man in white walking slowly, his eyebrows like jade carvings, and in this pervasive summer heat, he was also like a snow-cast statue that never melted, exuding a powerful and icy aura.

Qiu Bai's initial curiosity turned into a tight mouth in an instant, he recognized this man, it was the man who had rescued them a few days ago and took Shi Qian away.

The man approached step by step, his eyes swept over him inadvertently, and the icy aura around him seemed to spread to him with this glance, Qiu Bai couldn't help shivering, and the last bit of curiosity was completely extinguished.

He is very clearly aware of the strength of this man. It can be said that this man is the most powerful man he has ever seen in his life. Even Qiu Bai feels that this man has broken away from the category of a human being, no matter how convenient he is. , he is closer to God.

However, when the eyes of the gods fell on one person, the eternal ice melted like spring sunshine.

His voice is also very nice, like the wind blowing the trees, and like the spring stone hitting each other, there is gentleness hidden in the clearness: "What's wrong?"

"Did you bring the elixir?" Shi Qian stretched out his hand as a matter of course: "My friend is injured."

Qiu Bai was startled, and he didn't dare to look at the man who made his whole body cold at just one glance, and felt like an ant, so he wanted to refuse.

But I heard the man say: "Bring it."

Then a small jade-white medicine bottle appeared in the man's palm, Shi Qian took it away without any hesitation, put one around, and asked, "Is this for internal use?"

The man hummed lightly.

Qiu Bai squatted down when he saw Shi Qian, and handed the medicine: "Take it quickly." While handing it to him, he raised his head and asked, "Then do you have any medicine for external use?"

Qiu Bai didn't dare to answer, "I..."

Seeing the long sleeves move slightly, the man's side face appeared in his line of sight - the man bent down, put the ointment into Shi Qian's hand, and held Shi Qian's wrist with slender and white fingers like jade, Gently pulling the man, said: "Let his elder sister take care of him."

Shi Qian was not surprised that Bai Xuzhi could see the relationship between Qingjin and the three of them, and felt that what he said was reasonable, so he put all the medicine into Qingjin's hands: "Just eat this directly, and apply this to Qiubai. "

Qing Jin took it: "Okay."

When Shi Qian saw that Qingjin had been fed Qiu Baiyao, he went to see Jiang Rulian and He Zhizhou, looked him up and down, and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that they had skin injuries: "What's the matter with you? Even a little mummy can't handle it."

He Zhizhou has always been very nervous, but his intuition is especially accurate. Although he is also afraid of Bai Xuzhi, he can tell at a glance that the relationship between Bai Xuzhi and Shi Qian is not simple. Since they are both friends, there should be no threat, so he said with confidence. : "Is that a little bit? You haven't seen that piece after piece before, like a zombie movie, we were almost swallowed by that group of things."

Shi Qian clicked his tongue, "Weak chicken."

As he said that, he walked to the half-body mummy, squatted down and took a closer look, and suddenly his expression turned slightly terrified, and he said loudly: "Little Bailong! Come and see!"

Bai Xuzhi followed behind him, "What?"

Shi Qian pointed to the shattered chest of the mummy: "Do you think the things inside are a bit familiar?"

Bai Xuzhi lifted the hem of his clothes and squatted down beside him. The sword energy precisely sliced ​​open the mummy's chest, revealing a puddle of minced meat inside and an imperceptibly thin silk thread: "Puppet thread."

Shi Qian nodded: "The skill of manipulating puppets was lost thousands of years ago. At that time, I was interested and searched a lot of ancient books. I didn't expect that the successor appeared at this time when I couldn't find it everywhere!"

Hearing the excitement in Shi Qian's tone, Bai Xuzhi said: "I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend, so be careful."

Shi Qian ran to the side and continued looking at other mummy corpses without looking back: "I must be careful!"

Seeing that Shi Qian did not get together with Bai Xuzhi, He Zhizhou came up to him: "What are you looking for?"

Shi Qian pointed to an almost invisible filament in the chest of the mummy under his hand: "Did you see it, Puppet Silk?"

"Puppet silk?" He Zhizhou was curious: "What? Manipulating the puppet?"

Shi Qian nodded: "If the puppet thread is to be manipulated, if it is connected to a living thing, it will be tied to the chest and heart of the living thing. If it is a dead thing, it will usually be tied to the top of the head or limbs. This mummy is obviously dead. The puppet silk is the living law, which is weird."

Jiang Rulian also came over, and upon hearing his words, he said, "The minced meat and internal organs in this chest are all fresh, and the mummy is dead, but these internal organs are not necessarily there."

As soon as he said this, He Zhizhou was so disgusted that he shivered, and Shi Qian also expressed admiration: "Yes! Why didn't I think of it!" He turned his head: "Little Bailong!"

"Why do you..." You have to call that powerful man for everything!

As soon as He Zhizhou said these words, he was blocked by the coercion of Bai Xuzhi, who seemed to be walking calmly, but in fact, he had already reached here in two steps.

Bai Xuzhi: "What's the matter?"

Shi Qian repeated what Jiang Rulian said to Bai Xuzhi, and Bai Xuzhi nodded calmly and said, "These pieces of meat are the pieces of meat from evil cultivator disciples. The combination of evil energy and puppet silk may have a miraculous effect on puppetry."

Shi Qian: "You thought about it a long time ago? Why didn't you say it just now?"

The corners of Bai Xuzhi's lips twitched slightly: "I just want to investigate clearly before I tell you."

"In that case..."

As soon as he spoke, Shi Qian realized that the puppet at hand was wrong, and Bai Xuzhi immediately waved the jade flute, and a barrier immediately protected several people in it.

This happened in an instant, and when they came back to their senses, they saw the mummies who had just bottomed out twisted their bodies and climbed up again. At the same time, the sky was getting dark, and the visible evil spirit was spreading towards this side.

Qingjin and the others quickly gathered towards Shi Qian and the others: "What's going on?"

Everyone leaned against each other and formed a circle, watching the mummies approaching with vigilance.

Shi Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to say something, when he suddenly noticed a mist in the distance, which seemed to be invisible, and was fleeing rapidly between the shadows under the cover of the mummy, as if he had sensed his sight, and disappeared without a trace in an instant no trace.

Shi Qian: "Little Bailong, protect them, I'll go over there and have a look!"

Without waiting for their reaction after speaking, Shi Qian took off a few times and chased after the fog to disappear.

"Time Dive!"

He Zhizhou's voice rose high, and then suddenly stopped in the temperature that dropped all over his body.

He happened to be on the left side of Bai Xu. Shi Qian stood between him and Bai Xu before. When they were talking, they could occasionally catch a glimpse of the big man's expression. Although he was cold, he vaguely revealed a bit of gentleness. Looking at it now, All the expressions on his face had disappeared, the dark gray eyes seemed to be shrouded in some kind of cold and gloomy air-conditioning, and solid ice had condensed all over his body.

"This……"

Qiu Bai's hesitant and astonished voice woke He Zhizhou up. He stroked the bristling hair on his arm, turned his head and asked, "Why—?"

As soon as he spoke, his eyes widened.

I saw that the mummies who were still besieging them just now had been cut in half by the invisible sword energy. The mummies were of different heights, but the cut surface was very uniform—a split of the head from the middle of each pair of eyes For two, each skull was flat, and the red and white ones fell all over the place.

"vomit--"

He Zhizhou didn't dare to vomit, so he covered his mouth and looked left and right, but within a second or two of moving his eyes, he saw the silver pattern embroidery on the sleeves of the big brother swaying in front of his eyes, and the scattered corpses were all under the scorching sun , was turned into annihilation by a burst of freezing cold.

He Zhizhou's throat rolled, and he swallowed the nausea that had just come up.

I don't know why, but he always felt that the big boss who was commanded by Shi Qian to protect them, waved his hand calmly, was a million times more terrifying than the pile of mummy besieging them.

On the other side, Shi Qian followed the black mist around and walked into the depths of the desert. Further forward, it seemed to be an excavated cemetery.

He stopped, always feeling that he had some impression of this cemetery, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Just as he was thinking, the scorching sun above his head was gradually covered by dark clouds, and an invisible evil spirit spread towards him, and even in his ears, there were illusory calls, as if there were countless hands stretching out from the rolling evil spirit. Come out, waving and beckoning, attracting him over.

Naturally, Shi Qian would not be confused by such a low-level illusion formation, but just as he saw the black mist, this illusion also gave him a familiar feeling.

It’s just that this kind of familiarity only stays in the cortex of memory, like a stranger who just passed by on the street. When meeting again, it takes a lot of hard thinking to find its distinctive features and recognize this person.

——What is this familiar feeling?

When Shi Qian always felt that he was only a little short of finding the answer, a hoarse voice came from behind:

"Daoist Yao Ling, you are finally here."