Secret Talent At The Beginning, Burning Corpses Can Make You Stronger

The two sides were chattering loudly, and no one knew who was calling it.

Wei Wu just heard someone yelled that, so he took aim at the big monk's fat butt, and stabbed it with a mace with all his strength.

"Pfft~"

Just heard such a soft sound.

"what!!"

The great monk jumped three feet high, clutching his buttocks and howling at the top of his voice.

Qin He was shocked, Wei Wu, this little bastard's execution ability is not ordinary.

Wherever you point and hit, you can still hit the bullseye.

He has the style of his own in the past, as expected of someone who has seen his own craftsmanship.

Young people have a strong ability to imitate.

The great monk felt very uncomfortable at the moment, not only the pain, but also a corpse gas rushing from behind, pointing at Wei Wu with his back buttocks against the wall, his face distorted, "Shameless wild fairy, why is there something on your mace? Dead breath?"

Seeing that the great monk was injured, Wei Wu's eyes glowed, and he said with a sinister smile: "Hey, to tell you the truth, my mace stabbed the back of the ghost corpse, and today I let you have a taste."

"Aren't you surprised, are you surprised?"

The great monk's face turned green when he heard this, and pointed at Wei Wu, "You, you, you... you are not a son of man!"

"I only know now, it's too late!"

"Brothers greet him!!"

Ding Ling bang, Ding Ling bang, hit again for a while, the monk who was found to be flawed couldn't bear it anymore after all.

Two fists can't beat four hands, and a group of people greeted from the back, even the gods can't hold it.

With a feint move, the great monk turned around and ran quickly. When he looked carefully, a knife was stuck in either side of his back.

Wei Wu led his men in hot pursuit.

Qin He watched them go away, what he saw was unfinished, the scene was wonderful, but it was too short.

Wei Wu didn't know about Salmonella, and there were still flowers in the backyard under the cover.

I only cracked a dozen or so melon seeds, but it wasn't enough.

But at the same time, Qin He was also very strange, how could these two have such a big hatred, so big resentment?

If you want to say that the great monk saw Wei Wu gnashing his teeth, it was because the monk mistakenly thought that Wei Wu hit him while riding a bull.

What about Wei Wu?

How did the great monk recruit him?

And it seems obvious that Wei Wu hates the monk much more strongly than the monk hates him.

That kind of gnashing of teeth, wanting to peel off the skin and cramping, obviously hates to a certain extent.

Unable to figure it out, Qin He shook his head, collected the melon seeds, picked up the shroud corpse, and continued to open his eyes in all directions.

After watching the play, the masked man had to look for it. It would be convenient to store the corpse in the yellow cloth bag, and it would shrink automatically when it was packed.

Besides, I also need to talk to him about the mass grave. In addition to the shroud corpses I dug up, there are still several mouthfuls.

Do your best.

Qin He was planning to go to the vicinity of the imperial city to see if it was the blind area of ​​the qi-watching technique, maybe it was hidden there.

Getting ready to go.

"Whoosh!"

He heard a loud arrow soaring into the sky and exploded in the midair of the capital.

The fireworks overflowed, showing a "flying fish" pattern.

Immediately, many people roared out from every corner, filtering towards the west city like a wave.

Rush to the street and arrest everyone!

But if there is resistance, it will be a stab at the head.

The Dali Iron Order imposed a curfew at night, and people who were not on night duty were not allowed to go to the streets.

Those who dare to roam the streets at night are either rape or robbery. Nine out of ten will not be wronged if they go down with a knife.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion, and a loud shout sounded: "Bold Bailian monster, catch him quickly!"

Qin He called out the good guy, Feiyuwei had already ambushed him, and today he was going to catch all the big fish and small fish regardless of their origin.

"You are standing there as a high-ranking monk, come down, you bastard!"

A group of three Feiyu sent people to come under the big tree, and the leader pointed at Qin He with his hips akimbo and cursed him, calling him a thief too.

When Qin He heard the accent, he was so powerful that even the Flying Fish Guards in Taiyuan were mobilized.

Without further ado, shapeshifting.

In the blink of an eye, the Flying Fish Guard with his hips akimbo was standing on the tree, and he almost fell off the tree with a fright.

The remaining two flying fish officers could not believe their eyes, they turned their heads and looked again, they had already run away.

...

Qin He didn't run away, but was in a hurry to chase someone.

As soon as Feiyuwei startled the snake, the masked man appeared and was pursued by two Feiyu Qianhu.

The loud shout just now was one of Qianhu.

Feiyu Qianhu was wearing light yellow brocade clothes, easily identifiable, one of them was holding a mace, the other was holding a knife, it was astonishing that the two great catchers of the arresting team shot together.

The masked man obviously couldn't hold on, his arm was weakened by Chuangben, and he was hunted down jointly by the two great gods, and he was already on the verge of collapse.

Sooner or later, a large net descended from the sky, engulfing the masked man in it.

With swords and maces sandwiched between him, he was captured alive.

Qin He slapped his thigh and thought to himself, it's a pity, Fei Yuwei made up his mind before moving, and there is no chance for now.

It's not impossible to be reckless, but it's easy to cause trouble.

no need.

What's more, he also sensed that there was an aura stronger than the two great gods lurking in the dark.

It's not good, just wait for yourself to make a move.

Accept it as soon as you see it, it's not that Feiyu Zhaoyu himself can't get in.

Without any hesitation, Qin He locked on to a person within a hundred steps.

Apparate.

flash!

Flash again!

Flash again!

The more Qin He used this skill, the more he felt it became more useful. He didn't realize it before. Apart from consuming more mana, it had no disadvantages.

Not only this, in fact, many skills have not been well developed, and more research is needed in the future.

After flashing three or four times in a row, Qin He had already left the range of the lurking aura.

At this time, he took a closer look and came to a ruined temple.

There were five people sitting in front of them, with a lamp above it, the light was like beans.

One of them had a sallow complexion, and he was the left servant of the Ministry of War, Liu Chang'an.

Except for him, the room is full of dog fur hats, under which there are vaguely scraped money marks.

The five looked at Qin He who suddenly appeared in astonishment, and one of them said to Liu Chang'an, "Lord Zuoma, is this... a normal situation?"