Female boss Bai, cupping the rice dumplings at the beginning

Chapter 283: A weird and short figure

After speaking, he raised his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he looked at Zhang Qilin's eyes that had gradually become pitch black, and his ups and downs in his chest perfectly interpreted his inner emotions.

"Zhang Qilin, wake up, don't be controlled!"

The roar with all his strength resounded through the heavens and the earth, but it only made Zhang Qilin pause and continue to walk forward.

Coming to Qi's face, Zhang Qilin's condescending gaze, without any emotional fluctuations, as if he was looking at a dead person, the black gold big knife clenched in his right palm slowly raised, and the sharp blade reached his neck.

"Damn!" Looking at Zhang Qilin, who was still in the chaos, Qi's breath was already extremely depressed, his face did not know whether it was because of pain or helplessness, and became extremely hideous, he gritted his teeth, stood up with difficulty, and looked at his half-black and half-white eyes without food.

"Zhang Qilin, take a good look, who am I?!"

roared as always, but Zhang Qilin was unmoved, the sharp blade had already climbed up Qi's neck, the strength in his palm was slightly forced, and the black gold broadsword slashed towards his white neck without hesitation.

"Damn!" The original 900 Qi who was already unable to resist, but the fighting instinct for many years made his body subconsciously lean back, and when he fell, the corner of his eye keenly noticed that a short figure in the distance was quietly watching them, and his green eyes were full of playfulness, which made people feel angry.

Qi is obviously the same, and he naturally understands in his heart that the strange thing that happened to him and Zhang Qilin must be because of that monster.

In an instant, his mind moved, and the only remaining power in his body poured into the body of the Thousand Blades of the Demon Knife that had been shattered without hesitation.

In an instant, thousands of fragments rose into the sky, striking towards the short figure.

"Quack!"

As if he didn't expect his own existence, he could actually be discovered, looking at the thousands of fragments with a strong killing intent coming in front of him, the short figure suddenly screamed, and just wanted to dodge away, the fragments had already come to him.

"Puff ——!"

Suddenly, there were several dull sounds.

The battle was over in the blink of an eye, and the dwarf figure collapsed to the ground, motionless, as if it had lost its life.

Seeing this, Qi's nervous heartstrings relaxed, and when he looked up, he saw a blade that kept dilating his pupils, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Isn't the monster already dead?

Why...... Why hasn't Zhang Qilin been freed from control yet?

Can...... The blade that had already come at him cut off the hair on his forehead, leaving him no room to think, and slashed towards him with a deadly killing intent.

Feeling the blade less than half a minute away from his face, the death that Qi felt for the first time was so close to him, his beating heart seemed to have stopped, and the scene in front of him was like a bubble dream, but then it shattered.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a high-pitched roar suddenly brought his thoughts back to his senses at the Ghost Gate, a layer of fine beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead, and he looked up tremblingly, but saw that Zhang Qilin's originally dark eyes had regained their clarity.

"You... Are you okay?" Zhang Qilin's face was extremely tired, he raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, withdrew the black gold broadsword that had pierced into the inner layer of his skin, and reached out his right hand to him.

"It's fine. The sharp pain in his neck suddenly brought Qi back to his senses, grabbed his right hand, stood up straight, and a layer of fine beads of sweat also oozed from his forehead.

Previously, the experience of the ghost gate was particularly real, so that he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

They just stood still, panting violently, calming the restless emotions in their hearts.

Obviously, the strong killing intent that inexplicably emerged in his heart before was also a big shock to Zhang Qilin.

The inexplicable killing intent seemed to have magnified the primordial desires in the deepest part of his heart more than a hundred times, wanting to turn him into a killing machine that could only kill.

If it weren't for the fact that at the critical moment, Bai Yue's handsome face appeared in Zhang Qilin's mind, which curbed his actions. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Otherwise, he is bound to follow the desires of his heart.

"By the way, how did you get here, and what about them?" After resting, Zhang Qilin, led by Qi, came to the short corpse from before.

"When I entered the ghost town, I was the only one around, and I didn't know where they were. Qi shook his head lightly twice, leaned down and squatted next to the corpse, forcibly endured the foul smell coming from his nose, examined the corpse in front of him, and fully informed Zhang Qilin of the hydrogen explosion that had entered the ghost city so far.

It turned out that Qi, who entered the ghost town, also encountered the strange mural.

However, the patterns depicted on the mural are not the same as what Zhang Qilin saw.

It was a huge figure, standing in front of a large altar with an unclear facial features on the altar, and several bowl-shaped objects on either side of the altar.

Rite?!

Hearing this, Zhang Qilin was even more sure of his inner speculation, the figure engraved on the mural must be carrying out some kind of strange ritual.

And the place where the strange ceremony is held must be located in this ghost town.

Thinking about it, Zhang Qilin's heart couldn't help but panic, as if something big was about to happen.

Regarding the inexplicable emotions in his heart, Zhang Qilin shook his head vigorously, dissipated the haze in his heart, and calmed down again, no longer thinking nonsense.

"What are you doing?" suppressed the emotions in his heart, Zhang Qilin also leaned over and squatted, looking at Qi who was wrinkling his nose and fiddling with the strange corpse with both hands, and forcibly endured the meaning of rolling in his abdomen.

Qi was silent, and he didn't know how to explain to Zhang Qilin, so he had to tell him everything he had seen and guessed in his heart.

"The monster that controls us?" Thinking back to the killing intent that inexplicably surged in his heart before, Zhang Qilin no longer cared about the stench that came to his face, his hands also turned over the corpse in front of him, and his eyes keenly observed the green liquid like a big snot, trying to find some clues, but he didn't notice anything.

After a while, the two of them, whose faces were helpless, looked at the green liquid stained with their hands with disgust, shook it off vigorously, and wiped it on the wall, and the discomfort in their hearts was relieved a little.

Without any useful information on the corpse, the two set it on fire and turned to the only path ahead, intending to exit the eerie labyrinth.

The light of the flames behind him flickered, like a ghost like the Nine Hells, which made people shudder.