Spirit Realm Walker

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Yuanqing kicked the young man in the face with high kicks one after another, causing the opponent to stagger back. Several times he tried to organize a resistance, but was interrupted by fierce attacks.

However, after receiving a series of beatings, the official practitioner was unscathed. He only felt pain in his flesh and grimaced.

This is a monster with amazing defense.

On the other side, after informing his companions, the middle-aged man immediately put away his walkie-talkie and put on a dark brown, strange mask made of tree bark.

"Puff puff"

The middle-aged man was more than ten meters away and exhaled continuously towards the two people who were fighting fiercely.

The small and sharp wooden thorns made an undetectable "whoosh" sound and shot towards the enemy silently.

The bark mask is a tool of the Wood Demon profession. The wearer can shoot out tiny wood thorns by exhaling. It is not very lethal, but the wood thorns contain biological toxins that can cause paralysis, pain, and difficulty breathing.

There is no limit to the number of spurs that can be spewed. As long as the user has enough lung capacity, he can keep shooting, which is very cost-effective.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing the Eye of the Insight, sensed the attack of the wooden thorn first, kicked the monster on the chest, used the force to jump to the side, rolled, and avoided the attack of the wooden thorn with unusual agility.

The young man was not so lucky. He was instantly covered with more than a dozen wooden thorns, causing tiny earth-yellow ripples on his body.

The strength of the wooden thorns is not enough to break through the defense of the earth monster.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's eyes penetrated the reinforced concrete wall and saw three walkers with powerful auras running towards the gate.

Behind the building, the official who was responsible for guarding the rear was also bypassing the nightclub building and heading this way.

When it was almost over, Zhang Yuanqing no longer hesitated, stood up, and ran towards the street opposite the nightclub.

"Want to run?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man spit out wooden thorns to block the escape route, and attacked the enemy's back as quickly as an ape.

His palms were like knives, and his skin was quickly stained with the growth rings of the trees. His palms and fingers turned into sharp wooden thorns, piercing the enemy's back.

This is a level 3 wood demon, a captain-level expert.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped, twisted his waist, and thrust his fist backwards like a carbine.

The middle-aged man crossed his left arm, allowing wood grain to appear on his skin, turning it into wood as hard as iron.

"boom"

Zhang Yuanqing dodged the wooden knife that turned into his palm, and cut his clothes. His fist also hit the opponent's forearm, making a dull wooden sound.

Thump thump thump. The middle-aged man stepped back repeatedly, his arm cracked open, and streams of blood flowed out from the cracked gap.

Becoming stronger? !

His expression changed slightly.

The level of this bewitching demon has been learned not long ago, and it is not that strong. Logically speaking, if it is injured by the deacon, its combat power will only decline, not improve.

By the way, the bewitched demon went berserk when he saw blood, and he killed people in the nightclub.

This guy is weaker than I thought. No, I'm too strong. I'm already level 3, and now at night, when the Night Travel God is at his strongest, if he doesn't dare to use Xiaoyue for fear of exposing his identity, I feel like ten moves Within, life and death can be distinguished.

Thumb thump! Zhang Yuanqing took two quick steps, stepped heavily on the ground with both feet, and the power rushed from his tense legs to his shoulders and neck, and finally vented along his arms.

Snapped!

Another straight punch made a crisp explosion.

The middle-aged man took a breath, his center of gravity sank, and he swung to the left like an acrobatic, narrowly avoiding the fist that smashed the dog's head.

Immediately afterwards, he flicked his waist, jumped back, and at the same time made two "Puff" sounds, and sprayed out sharp wooden thorns.

Zhang Yuanqing let the wooden thorn embed into his chest, stepped forward with his right foot, and punched from bottom to top.

boom!

The middle-aged man's body was as hunched as a shrimp, and his eyeballs were protruding and bloodshot.

At this time, three official travelers happened to rush out. When they saw this scene, the leading man was wearing a white suit, with a slicked back hair, a muscular back, and a strong posture. He ran two steps quickly and made a gesture of throwing a javelin.

Chichi~

Flames spurted out from the palm of his hand, condensing into a flaming spear of flames.

The deacon let out a low cry and threw hard.

The spear turned into a stream of light and shot away. At the same time, the middle-aged man snapped his fingers and tried to use fire, using the flame spear as a medium to close the distance with the enemy.

Zhang Yuanqing grabbed it from the void and pulled out a black Taoist robe with yin and yang on its back, embroidered with silver patterns on the top and embroidered with flames on the bottom.

"Crash!"

The Taoist robe unfolded and automatically draped over his shoulders.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the roaring spear, stretched out his palm, and shook it suddenly.

Boom!

A fire hydrant not far away exploded, and the powerful water spewed out like a snow lion and a white dragon, extinguishing the flame spear.

The flames on the man in the white suit immediately extinguished themselves.

He did not pursue him immediately, but gave a confused "hmm" and looked at the unruly young man in Taoist robes.

This experienced deacon keenly sensed something was wrong.

This little kid is obviously a bewitching monster, when will he be able to control water? What's going on with that robe? Why didn't you take out such a prop before?

Where is his knife?

All sorts of doubts flashed through his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

At this moment, he saw the unruly young man who assassinated him, sneered, made a stroke with his thumb, and cursed:

"The Minotaur must die!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

The deacon in a white suit had bulging veins on his forehead, and his face became a little bit ferocious. With a final blow, anger spurted out from the top of his head.

He chased after him desperately, as if losing his mind.

The five subordinates immediately followed their immediate boss in a fierce pursuit, chasing the young man's back, running farther and farther away.

Just ten seconds after they left, a young man with a pale face and bright eyebrows carefully walked out of the nightclub. He sat at the door and looked to his right. After confirming that it was safe, he quickly left and disappeared into the darkness.

Kou Beiyue specialized in drilling in dark passages and sneaked in the darkness, not daring to stop for a moment. He didn't stop until he felt a dull pain in the wound and his breath began to become disordered.

Sitting on the side of the road, breathing heavily, his pores were like openings, sweat pouring out.

"It should be far enough away."

He breathed in the sultry air at night, panted for a moment, and suddenly punched the ground with his fist, roaring in a low voice:

"Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn."

Kou Beiyue punched the ground one after another, venting his frustration. It wasn't until the cement floor cracked and his fists were bloody that he took a deep breath and calmed down.

Kou Beiyue took out her cell phone and prepared to call Xiao Yuan back, telling her that she was safe and there was no need to worry.

Turning on the phone screen, he saw the unfamiliar number that sent a message half an hour ago: "Escape!"

He had already slipped out of the nightclub before this message was sent.

"Du~"

He dialed Madoka's phone number.

As soon as the call was dialed, Xiao Yuan answered in a cold voice: "Kou Beiyue?"

"Xiaoyuan, it's me." Kou Beiyue lowered her voice unconsciously, like a child who made a mistake.

Then, he heard a gentle exhalation on the phone, like an inflated ball that finally deflated at this moment.

Just when he thought Madoka was about to curse, the voice coming from the speaker was...

"Where is he, the person who saved you?"

"I don't know. I ran away after he lured away the official travelers." Kou Beiyue answered truthfully.

"You're really good!" Xiao Yuan sneered and said with a bit of gritted teeth: "Next time you are looking for death, don't call me again. Just die quietly by yourself and don't hurt others."

Kou Beiyue was dejected.

"I'm sorry, I'll go back to find him now." The unruly boy gritted his teeth.

"No need to look for it, I'm already here."

Kou Beiyue turned his head sharply and saw the figure of a young man a few meters behind him, outlined bit by bit in the dimness.

This is a young man with an ordinary appearance, a dull look, and a black frame. He is often associated with words such as "technical dog", "otaku", and "introvert".

Is he Madoka's friend? The person who just saved me? Kou Beiyue had just thought about it, and then heard Xiao Yuan's relieved voice coming from the speaker: "Give him the phone."

Kou Beiyue threw the phone away.

Zhang Yuanqing took it with his hand, raised it to his ear, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm not injured, and my identity is not exposed."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for more than ten seconds, and Xiao Yuan said softly: "Thank you."

She quickly added: "I promise to join your gang."

Zhang Yuanqing's mouth cracked into a smile and he said hypocritically:

"Oh, don't say that. It seems like this is a deal. Yes, I am willing to help. I do it because of Aunt Madoka's personality charm. We are all friends."

Hey, Madoka, you will be mine from now on.

Madoka took a deep breath, "Anyway, thank you very much. I will repay the favor."

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the unruly young man and said, "Let's not talk about it for now. I still have something to ask him."

He hung up the phone, walked to the boy, handed back the phone, and asked:

"what's your name?"

When handing over the phone, he glanced at the face reflected on the screen.

Zhang Yuanqing’s disguise this time was not Wang Tai’s, but a photo he found online by searching for words such as “otaku” and “social fear”.

With the disguise ring as a prop, you can become whoever you want, and you can't just keep an eye on Brother Wang Tai.

"Kou Beiyue!" The unruly boy looked at the young man who was much older than him and asked:

"Are you the Night God? From the Taiyi sect? How did you meet Madoka?"

Kou Beiyue's knowledge is not shallow. On the contrary, he can become a level 3 bewitching demon and trains with Master Wuhen. Just by looking at the scene where the other party appears, he can guess that this man's profession is the night wandering god.

After asking, he realized that he hadn't thanked him yet and quickly added:

"Thank you, thank you for saving me, I will repay this kindness."

Do you care how Madoka and I met? By the way, are you his son? Zhang Yuanqing said calmly:

"My saving you has nothing to do with you. Madoka will naturally repay you. Now I ask you, why did you assassinate the deacon of the Five Elements Alliance?"

Kou Beiyue frowned.

Zhang Yuanqing continued: "Since you know that I am the Night Travel God, you should know that the Taiyi Sect and the Five Elements Alliance are in the same spirit. It is a capital crime for you to kill the official deacon. Although I saved you for Xiao Yuan's sake, I need A reasonable explanation.”

Kou Beiyue was silent for a long time, as if remembering the past that he couldn't bear to look back on, he gritted his teeth and said:

“Because he killed my sister.

"I was born in rural Jinshan City. I was expelled from school for fighting before I finished high school. My sister is more promising than me. She went to university in Songhai and stayed in Songhai to work after graduation.

"The year before last, my parents felt that I was not doing my job at home all day long, so they asked me to come to Songhai to join them and find a decent job. Everything was fine at first, but suddenly one day, my sister disappeared.

"I went to her company to find her, and her colleagues said that my sister had resigned a long time ago and said she was doing business with a fellow from Jinshan City. But she never told me. The next day, she didn't come back, so I immediately reported Called the Sheriff's Department and notified the family.

"For a whole month after that, there was no news about my sister, and I quit my job. I went to the Sheriff's Department every day, but the reply I always got was that I was waiting at home and investigating.

"Until one day more than a month ago, my sister came back."

Speaking of this, Kou Beiyue's eyes flashed with deep hatred:

"She was covered in injuries, became very haggard, and had mental problems. I noticed that she was wearing slippers. She must have escaped. When she got home, she immediately packed her things and kept talking. Tell me, run quickly, run quickly

"I asked her what was going on and where she had been during this time, but she wouldn't tell me and just repeated "Run away". I couldn't control it and questioned her loudly, but she was so frightened that she squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, shouting Don't hit me. It's hard to imagine what kind of torture she suffered in more than a month."

More than two years later, when he talked about these things, the pain and hatred flowing in Kou Beiyue's eyes were still so strong that it was difficult to separate.

Zhang Yuanqing's face gradually lost expression and he listened silently.

"What happened next?" he asked.

"Before we left, that beast came after me. Yes, it was the deacon you just dealt with. He slapped my sister to death in front of me. I can't forget the words he cursed when he killed someone. He said, "You bitch, how dare you run? I haven't had enough fun yet, how dare you run away?" Kou Beiyue laughed, cracked the corners of his mouth, and showed his white teeth:

"Then I was also killed, but I didn't die. The spirit realm gave me a character card, so I was reborn and got a second life. Maybe the spirit realm also felt that there were too many evils in the world, and it was necessary to use violence to fight violence and evil. To control evil.”

That shouldn’t be the case. With your position as a deacon, what kind of woman can’t you want? Whether it is an ordinary woman or a female practitioner, as long as the deacon is willing, there is no shortage.

Why treat an ordinary person like this? Unless there are special hobbies or other inside stories. Tsk, if what Kou Beiyue said is true, then I can't turn a blind eye to this matter.

Zhang Yuanqing frowned secretly and said, "Then how did you join the Wuhen Master Team?"

"Because I don't dare to kill. Every time I see the pleading of the weak and see them trembling with fear, I will think of my sister's appearance before she died. If I also indulge in killing, show my claws to the weak, and cause death What's the difference between my sister's beasts?" Kou Beiyue looked painful.

You are quite principled, and to be valued by Master Wuhen must be a "wonder" in the evil profession. Zhang Yuanqing was about to give his approval when he suddenly heard a smiling voice coming from beside the two of them:

"That's right, that's right. Showing your claws to the weak is different from being a beast. The essence of killing is to use violence to fight violence, and to use quick and efficient means to cleanse this dirty world."

Zhang Yuanqing and Kou Beiyue were startled and turned their heads simultaneously.

Under the light of the orange streetlight, a young man wearing a sports headband stood with his hands behind his back, looking at them with a bright smile.

PS: I stayed up very late yesterday. At 5:30 this morning, my leg cramps woke me up crying. I really cried. The cramps were so painful. I've been lame for a whole day since morning, and coupled with lack of sleep, I feel so confused that I sit in front of the computer and can't write anything. It's so painful.