Thriller Tour Group

No one expected that Wei Xun would fly in front of General Silver Lock the moment Huntian Ling whipped him!

"younger brother!!"

Nezha Ling was horrified and quickly stopped his hand, but Huntian Ling's momentum was already out. Even if he stopped Huntian Ling at the critical moment, the scorching fire was still like a whip, lashing out at Wei Xun!

"Snapped!"

The black figure with the devil's wings spread all over was ignited by flames, falling like a wild goose with broken wings, without even a groan of pain, as if he passed out directly. He fell straight into the Yin Army. The nearby Yin Army moved out of the way in an uproar, but no one dared to hurt him. Not only did Nezha Ling call this man his younger brother, but he was also afraid of the blazing fire of Samadhi in him.

The most important thing is that this man just helped General Silver Lock block a fatal blow.

What on earth do they have to do with each other? !

"Bing 250!!"

Yu Hehui screamed in sorrow and rushed towards the Yin Army camp regardless. The other party subconsciously blocked it, but Yu Hehui became furious and instantly turned into a huge white fox, roaring: "How dare you stop me from saving him!"

"Director Cui!"

"emerald!"

"Oh, fuck!"

It was not only Yu Hehui who rushed forward, but also Zhou Xiyang, Ban Ming Taoist, Devil Merchant and others. They were in chaos. The entire Yin Army camp was completely in chaos. Furthermore, Mia took advantage of the chaos of the Yin army to urge the funeral procession out of the city, causing chaos outside Xizhimen.

The fall of Wei Xun disrupted the entire battle!

"Third Prince, this is a misunderstanding——"

The six ghosts were also shocked. General Silver Lock, who was holding the decree of Emperor Dongyue, was shrouded in a faint divine light. Emperor Dongyue's majestic but helpless voice came from the decree.

Nezha Ling took action for the second time. He was supposed to be able to descend, but was interrupted by a person crossing him.

To say that General Silver Lock has a personal relationship with this man - who would believe it.

But if it was said that he and Nezha Ling were teaming up and deliberately plotting against each other, Nezha Ling didn't hold back at all! Nezha Ling's panic just now was not fake at all. If Hun Tian Ling whipped him, he would definitely beat him to death and burn him to death!

This thing didn't end well!

"It's been too long since I've been out."

Nezha Ling's face was gloomy, his eyes were dark, and there was a circle of fire outside, which made him look even more powerful.

"I want to avenge my brother."

He gritted his teeth and became more and more arrogant. In an instant, the wind surged and the wind roared. The city rumbled and the earth shook. The whole city resonated with Nezha Ling's sadness and anger. Everyone who heard Nezha Ling's words A sudden thought occurred in my heart.

Could it be that Nezha Ling’s younger brother is dead? !

The six great evil spirits looked at each other in confusion. After a moment of realization, they secretly screamed in their hearts. The man's vitality was almost non-existent, and he was indeed almost dead. If the flames continue to burn, even if there is a panacea, I'm afraid it won't be able to save him!

The only ones who really rushed to Wei Xun's side were Yu Hehui. At this moment, the giant white fox was whining next to the unconscious Wei Xun. It carefully licked his face, ignoring the pain of the flames, biting the corner of his clothes and carrying it on his back. Silently ran outside, a tear was about to fall from the corner of his eyes.

"Director Cui!!"

All the passengers who saw this scene were like crazy. Zhou Xiyang, who was charging into the Yin Army, even used the title forcefully. Like a sunset hitting the Yin Army, a large area of ​​the Yin Army could not bear the sunset and screamed. into the ground. The devil merchant couldn't bear to show weakness, and the undead monarch was directly released by him. In an instant, the evil energy was overflowing, and the ghost energy was overwhelming!

But their actions here pale in comparison to Nezha Ling in mid-air.

"My brother has always said that... I want to meet my brother's beautiful baby."

Nezha Ling muttered to himself, his voice becoming more and more painful, but his expression returned to a frightening calmness.

"Okay, brother, I will let you see enough today."

Bai Hu, who was carrying Wei Xun and quickly left the range of the Yin army's formation, stopped when he heard this and murmured sadly: "The third prince is interested."

"Xiao Cui, look... isn't this what you've always wanted to see?"

The white fox turned its body slightly to allow Wei Xun to see the scene in mid-air. It lowered its head and licked Wei Xun's face, actually 'licking' his eyes open!

[He opened his eyes, he opened his eyes! Bing250 is not dead, right? Did he open his eyes? ! 】

At this moment, the barrage in the live broadcast room was also boiling, and the barrage almost covered the entire screen like a heavy rain. But there was a shock ‘! ! ! ’ ‘Ahhhhh——! ! ’ In the middle, there are many sober people.

[Laughing to death, another person who believes in true feelings. I just entered the hotel this year, so naive]

[Damn, wake up, there is a confrontation mission between the east and west areas, okay? If Bing250 is really dead, why won't it be broadcast around the world? 】

[It’s so funny, all the big guys are pretending to be real]

[As expected of the big guys, I believed every one of them who cried]

[Hey, I took a screenshot of the scene where Captain Zhou was half alive and his deputy was crying. It would be great if Deputy Mei was here too.]

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu If our tour guide was so seriously injured, I would be so distressed that I would shed tears. What? Our team doesn’t have a tour guide, so that’s okay. 】

[To be honest, I feel really distressed, right? Nezha Ling really didn’t hold back at all just now]

[Oh, the Yin soldiers and Yin soldiers look aggrieved and unreasonable. They don’t even dare to refute. The death countdown of Bing250 is definitely very low. I suspect that it will reach zero]

[Nezha Ling is so cruel, he really beats me! 】

[I think Nezha Ling’s acting skills are worthy of an Oscar! 】

"Third Prince! Your brother can still be saved!"

General Yinsuo noticed this in mid-air and spoke in a hurry, but Nezha Ling did not hold back at all. He grew a second left arm under his left rib. He waved his left arm towards the west Fucheng Gate and shouted: "Fire Spear!" After years of changes, Nezha Ling now has only three weapons in the Eight-Armed Nezha City. The red walls of the Forbidden City and the Imperial City are the Hun Tian Ling, and the Dongyue Temple outside Chaoyang Gate in the east of the capital is the Qiankun Circle. And the Miaoying Temple in Fucheng Gate in the west, the big white pagoda in the temple, is the Fire Spear in Nezha's left hand! In the past, when the Dragon Lord and the Dragon Lady stole water, Gao Liang chased them and shot through the fish scale water basket transformed by the Dragon Girl. He was holding the Fire Spear transformed into a clear white silver spear! "Roar--!" A dragon roar shook all directions! The Great White Pagoda of Miaoying Temple was pulled up out of thin air by Nezha Ling, and the light burst out. It suddenly shrank several times and turned into a bright silver spear with dazzling silver light. Nezha Ling shook his hand, and the flames ignited, burning from the spear body to the tip of the spear.

The silver light faded in the flames, and the tip of the spear was as dazzling as gold. The fire was burning, and the dragon roared again, as if a golden dragon was entangled on the fire spear, which was the resentful spirit of the dragon girl who was killed in the past!

"Boom!"

The thunder exploded, and heavy rain poured down. The red flames did not diminish in the storm. The water and fire burst into surging white mist, which instantly enveloped the sky and the earth, like thick clouds falling to the ground, and the sky and the earth connected. There was a white mist everywhere, only the golden dragon roared, tearing the clouds and mist - it was Nezha Ling who threw the fire spear at the Yincha Yinjun!

"Third Prince!"

In the thick fog, the Emperor Dongyue raised his angry voice, and the divine light of the token rose sharply, revealing a powerful shadow. The phantom took the Fire Spear with one hand, but was stunned after taking it. The Fire Spear seemed to be coming with great force, but its power was less than half of the Hun Tian Ling!

"Hmph, I give the emperor face and I am too lazy to attack those Yin Jun and Yin Messengers."

Nezha Ling took the spear back and snorted arrogantly: "But the underworld has its own rules, and I, Nezha, also have my own rules. If you want to take action again in the future, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Third Prince, you...ah!"

Emperor Dongyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Naturally, he understood that Nezha Ling had never intended to completely tear his face off from the beginning to the end. The Fire Spear was just a feint, and its power was not great. The dragon soul attracted heavy rain and hit the Samadhi True Fire, causing thick fog to cover the whereabouts of the funeral procession. This is the key point!

"The funeral of a paper figure is not tolerated in the underworld. It is the duty of the underworld to send the underworld army to arrest and interrogate him."

Dongyue Emperor was actually too lazy to care about this trivial matter. After saying this, he said: "The old dynasty has been gone for a hundred years. There is no emperor or king in the new era. There is no belief of the people. It is difficult to sacrifice the jade seal and turn the dead dragon into a dragon."

General Yinsuo and his men had the order of Dongyue Emperor mainly because Nezha Ling had always wanted to return the seven emperors of the Ming Dynasty to the imperial tomb. Dongyue Emperor is considered the patron saint of the emperor. If there is one more emperor in the world, he has to report to the heaven.

Since the founding of the country, there have been no emperors, and Dongyue Emperor's duties in this regard are almost gone. It is rare that one of the seven emperors of the Ming Dynasty wants to return to the imperial tomb. No wonder it attracted his attention.

"Things are in the hands of people. My brother is no less capable than I was in the past."

Nezha Ling threw it casually, turning the Hun Tian Ling into a city wall again, and the Huojian Spear into a white tower, and bowed to Dongyue Emperor.

"My brother's life or death is unknown, I am so anxious that I won't stay."

After saying that, Nezha Ling turned into a ray of light and disappeared in mid-air.

"Hotel..."

Dongyue Emperor murmured. The souls of the tour guides and tourists in the hotel all returned to the hotel, not to the underworld. Therefore, even the Ox-Headed Horse-Face holding the Soul-Catching Order and the General Jinyin holding the Yin-Yang Book's secondary page could not determine whether Nezha Ling's brother was dead or not. They could only identify him through his anger. The other party was indeed dead.

Looking at Nezha Ling's anxious look, it didn't seem to be fake at all. If he recognized that his brother was really dead...

Dongyue Emperor shook his head. Anyway, the soul would not return to the underworld, and Nezha Ling couldn't make trouble even if he wanted to.

The divine light gradually dimmed, and the power of Dongyue Emperor dissipated. The two powerful men left, but the thick fog did not dissipate. The funeral team had already taken this opportunity to leave the city and disappeared in the thick fog, and no trace was seen again.

The ghost messengers reorganized the team and led the ghost army to continue tracking, but General Jinyin left with Dongyue Emperor.

Just now, the two of them had made a rule in their conversation. Nezha Ling would not attack the Yin Jun and the Emperor Dongyue would not attack either.

Next, it was the battle between the Yin Jun and the tourists.

"Chase!"

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[The second scenic spot is completed! ]

The thick fog was like a cloud covering the ground. You couldn't see your hand in front of you. Even the heavy rain couldn't disperse the fog. The sound of the rain covered the sound of running footsteps. The funeral procession ran in the fog, as if it was rushing in the clouds. The paper people and horses were all white, and the black coffin was also covered with white paper, which was completely hidden in the fog.

They were moving very fast, far faster than long-distance runners. At this speed, it would take about an hour and a half to get from Xizhimen to Yangshou Town at the foot of Xiaotangshan.

This hour and a half still included the time to avoid the ambush of the Yin Jun. But even so, time was still tight.

"Hurry up, we have to reach Yangshou Town before six o'clock in the evening."

The devil merchant was a ghost in an alienated state, and was not blocked by obstacles at all. At this moment, he was floating in front, holding a guide flag to lead the way, but he looked back worriedly from time to time.

Today is September 22, the third day of the journey, and the sun will set around 6 pm. And they left the city at 4:30, so there is only an hour and a half until sunset.

The strength of the Yin Cha Yin Army will become stronger and stronger with the coming of night, and the restrictions will be lifted. They must arrive at Yangshou Town before sunset at six o'clock. Otherwise, you will face the terrifying Yin Army.

The entire team accelerated again, and it was no longer at a speed that normal people could understand. If it were placed in Zuimei Xiangxi, even if Wei Xun was carried by Shi Tao and ran for his life, he would never be able to keep up with the team. But now he no longer needs to ride Shi Tao. Wei Xun has a beautiful and luxurious white fox to ride.

It's just that the fur on the fox's back was a little burnt by the Samadhi True Fire, which looked a pity.

"how do you feel?"

Yu Hehui asked, his tone unusually cold. They ran at the end of the funeral procession. Yu Hehui was keen to avoid Augustus and others, lest they take advantage of Wei Xun's weakness to attack.

At the end, there were only Yun Lianghan and Bai Xiaotian, who could barely be considered one of their own.

"One of my own" Yun Lianghan heard Yu Hehui's voice and subconsciously looked at Bing250, his fingers moving restlessly.

Bing250...it should be fine, right?

"Something's wrong."

Yun Lianghan's heart immediately skipped a beat.

Wei Xun turned over with difficulty and lay on the fox's back. Xu Xu hugged its neck and laughed softly, complaining: "Your prickly hair makes me itchy. Can you shave it off?"

"You still have the strength to speak, but you won't die."

Dream Chaser snorted coldly, his tone unkind. Wei Xun smiled and settled down.

No wonder Yu Hehui and Dream Chaser were angry. They were completely unprepared when Wei Xun flew out and received that blow! And it seems that Wei Xun and Nezha Ling didn't discuss it in advance. Nezha Ling really went all out and didn't give in at all.

Wei Xun is really capable of dying!

It's really hard to make people who are not angry usually get angry, and that's the case with Yu Hehui. Wei Xun touched the fox's head, but his hand was thrown away. Yu Hehui was angry and dull and didn't speak, but Dream Chaser spoke harshly about Wei Xun without mercy.

"Only when you are fully prepared is it called taking an adventure. You are calling for death!"

"You are also a connected tour guide now. Do you want your tourists to go crazy?"

"It's not that you can't die. Yes, the tour guide can return to zero, but that is also the last resort when the situation is exhausted! What's more, even complete alienation is not omnipotent. No matter Nezha Ling or Dongyue Emperor, they can all be slapped Die to you.”

"If you really die by then, your soul objects will be taken back to the hotel and sold. The same goes for He Hui. Do you want He Hui to have his consciousness erased and go to the auction house?"

"It is my fault."

Wei Xun had a great attitude in admitting his mistake, and made a serious promise to Yu Hehui: "Don't worry, Huihui, I can't let you die."

"I think you just don't take him to heart at all."

The dream catcher looked strange and angry next to him. But when he said this, Yu Hehui, who had been silent, spoke up: "Xiao Cui is very good."

"But if you want to die in the future, you have to tell me."

"OK."

Wei Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and then bargained: "I will definitely tell you in advance in the future, but some things have to be urgent, and you have to understand me. I won't die anyway, trust me."

Yu Hehui was finally coaxed.

‘Thank you very much, Chai Meng’

Wei Xun communicated with Dream Chaser secretly. When Dream Chaser scolded him before, it was just to give Yu Hehui a chance to vent his anger. If he scolded him too much, Yu Hehui couldn't stand it, so he would naturally speak up for Wei Xun, and naturally there would be no one-sided cold war.

‘You are taking too many risks and have scared Yu Hehui. ’

The dream chaser hummed: "The tourists and we have different feelings about returning to zero." ’

The tour guide has a death countdown. As long as he doesn't completely lose his mind after it reaches zero and can exchange points for the death countdown in time, then this is a more dangerous tactic.

But when tourists die, they really die. Their understanding of death is different from that of tour guides.

Wei Xun and Dream Chaser had previously discussed whether stabbing the heart would return to zero faster or lowering the SAN value to zero faster, but he would not discuss this kind of thing with Yu Hehui, and Yu Hehui couldn't stand it either.

‘There used to be a saying that only useless travelers would let their tour guides return to zero’

The dream chaser sighed: 'Actually, when I was in the Hope Brigade, I would not return to zero unless I had to. ’

After the tour guide connects the brigade, if he dies, the whole brigade will be finished. So many times, even if the team member will die and the tour guide can save him, he will never let the tour guide return to zero. It is too dangerous.

‘But I don’t agree with this sentence’

But the dream chaser changed his mind and said: 'Because the tour guide has zero danger, you just sit back and watch the tourists die? Then why should I join a brigade and serve as a tour guide? ’

‘Xiao Cui, you have to remember that the more afraid a person is of death, the more likely he is to die. The better it is protected, the more it becomes the weak point of the entire brigade. ’

Dream Chaser's voice was a little cold: 'It's normal for Yu Hehui to be sad. Even travelers who are closely connected to you will feel sad when your death countdown is extremely low. This is a natural emotional reaction. However, they have to adapt to you. ’

‘You have to make your own decision whether to return to zero or when to return to zero. Just like this time, even if it really returns to zero, it doesn't matter, as long as you can 'live' again. ’

‘If you can’t survive, it’s because you are incompetent. Your passengers will die because they believed in your incompetence and paid the price. ’

"Um."

Wei Xun raised his upper body with some difficulty and touched the big fox's face. Even though Yu and Hui quickly turned away, Wei Xun still felt wet and the big fox was secretly shedding tears. But he was also very sensible. He didn't say anything like not being allowed to return to zero in the future. He just said, 'Let me know.'

Wei Xun was indeed seriously injured this time and almost died. However, when he used his body to block Hun Tianling, he was also prepared to return to zero.

Gui Ling is the legendary tour guide's strongest move. You have to try it in advance. Otherwise, do you really have to wait until you are cornered before using it? Wei Xun would not trust his life to a 'trick' that he could not fully master.

Others would reset it to zero if possible, but he wanted to reset it to zero a few more times when it was safe and master it first.

Nezha Ling's purpose this time was not just to feel Hun Tianling up close and experience the strength of a 'mythical' figure, but for Wei Xun, this was a 'safe' death.

First, Nezha Ling, Yu Hehui, and Zhou Xiyang are all here and in good condition. Even if Wei Xun 'dies', there will be no chaos in the team.

Second, Wei Xun just drank An Xuefeng's blood, which still has limits on the demon's power. The demon's power will not increase greatly after returning to zero, and it will completely lose control.

Third, Huntian Ling is Nezha Ling’s weapon. If it comes to mitigating the damage caused by Huntian Ling, Nezha Ling is better at it.

Also, the victory of the east-west district confrontation mission depends on which side collects all the pendants first, rather than the devil merchant winning if Wei Xun returns to zero.

Wei Xun had calculated everything, but he had not calculated anything.

"Look, I haven't even returned to zero, and you're like this."

Wei Xun sighed and rubbed the fox's ears: "It seems that I will have to practice more in the future."

That's right, Wei Xun did not return to zero this time!

Although Nezha Ling took away Huntian Ling in time, the fierce pressure wrapped in the true fire of samadhi still hit Wei Xun like a whip, and with one whip, his newly grown devil horns were reduced again. The most terrifying thing is not the external injury, but the fire that invades the body tyrannically and wants to burn all the internal organs.

Even if Nezha Ling withdrew the fire immediately, the Samadhi True Fire would be enough to completely burn Wei Xun to ashes. But something strange happened. As soon as those flames entered Wei Xun's body, they were all absorbed by An Xuefeng's blood!

An Xuefeng's blood still has this effect?

Wei Xun was deeply curious.

The yang energy contained in this drop of blood is very sufficient, enough for Wei Xun to spend the entire journey. It originally wandered peacefully in Wei Xun's body, driving away the cold. But after absorbing the true fire of Samadhi, it actually condensed into a small ruby-like ball that floated on Wei Xun's forehead and heart.

Wei Xun only felt a slight itching on his forehead and heart, but he was wearing a mask and could not see the specific condition of the blood bead. He did not know what it looked like now.

It needs to be informed by someone in the know.

"My brother really scared me this time."

Nezha's spiritual voice rang in Wei Xun's ears, he was complaining a little, but he was also really frightened.

"You are not that stone monkey. If you are really beaten to pieces by my stupid Tianling, then it will be difficult for me to save you."

After all, Wei Xun's soul does not belong to the formal underworld system. It's not that simple to ask for someone from a hotel. But when he felt that the samadhi flame that fell on Wei Xun was absorbed by him, Nezha Ling knew that Wei Xun was fine. The subsequent attack, taking the opportunity to pull out the spear, was all just an act.

"My younger brother has seen his Hun Tian Ling and Fire Spear, and they are really powerful."

Wei Xun praised, and in just a few words he was satisfied with Nezha Ling. After I became happy, I told him some details about how to use the baby.

‘Are mythical characters real? ’

On the other side, Wei Xun was asking Dream Chaser.

‘Underworld, heaven, do these things really exist in the world? ’

'maybe. ’

But even the dream chaser couldn't give an accurate answer. He just expressed his own opinion: "If you believe it, there will be it. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing." Just like Nezha Ling, he was born from people's belief and understanding, and the same is generally true for other mythological characters. ’

People believe that there is such a god who will control the rising and setting of the sun, regulate the weather, protect their safety, and worship them year after year. Then there really is such a God.

‘Maybe a long time ago, there was a time when there really were gods. The ‘gods’ of today are just the remnants of the souls of the gods from that time. ’

The dream chaser added: "In short, the current 'god' is closely integrated with the people." ’

‘Look at Nezha Ling’s Huntian Ling and Fire-Pointed Spear, they are real buildings in the Eight-Armed Nezha City. Over the past hundred years, they have gathered a lot of popularity and are extremely powerful when used. ’

Wei Xun nodded thoughtfully, and asked another question: 'There are very few people in Western countries and they have less faith. Will their 'mythical characters' be weaker than those in the East? ’

‘It’s not like only Westerners know about those gods. ’

The dream chaser sighed: "If you ask anyone here, most of them will know about the sun god Apollo, the god king Odin and so on." ’

‘Although I don’t believe in those Western gods, in this day and age, who would still devoutly believe in the Dragon King, Earth God, etc., and burn incense and make offerings every year. ’

Cognition and belief are the basis for the existence and strength of the mythical figure currently recognized by the hotel's top brass. In this day and age, few people believe in such nonsense. Just from the perspective of ‘cognition’, the two sides are actually not far apart.

‘And there are still cognitive biases, so let’s go back to my original question, which one is stronger, Apollo, the sun god, or the three-legged Golden Crow. ’

The dream chaser said: 'Everyone knows the myth of Hou Yi shooting the sun. The sun we know here is the weakest three-legged golden crow left in the past. But in the west, Apollo has always been a powerful sun god. ’

'I see'

Wei Xun nodded, thoughtfully: 'If I were a three-legged Golden Crow, then if I killed a Westerner with the title of 'Sun God', would the title become stronger? ’

‘Hahahahaha, you really have such thoughts. ’

The dream chaser couldn't help but laugh: 'But that's not necessarily the case. On the bright side, you may get both titles at the same time. But at the worst, you might go crazy. Because the perceptions of people in the Eastern and Western Districts are ultimately biased. ’

‘So there are stronger orange titles going up from the mythical titles. For example, Team An's journey home at dusk, no matter where in the world, there is dusk, and all living things always have their way back. This orange title with the widest coverage is the strongest. ’

‘So that’s it. ’

Wei Xun understood, and suddenly asked: "But I heard that no one has been able to get the most powerful title of a tour guide, 'Crazy Demon Horror'?" ’

'right. ’

The dream chaser sighed: ‘But this involves many problems, and it is still too far to say now. So, what did you gain this time? ’

‘The harvest is okay——’

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Wei Xun and Dream Chaser had been chatting secretly for too long. Although Wei Xun did not forget to talk to Nezha Ling, he still felt a little left out. Wei Xun's shoulders sank, and Nezha Ling landed on his shoulders.

Um?

After this contact, Wei Xun was surprised to find that Nezha Ling was not spherical or juvenile-shaped, but more like——

"Without the Eight-Armed Nezha City, I can't move with my original body, so I simply changed my appearance."

Nezha Ling jumped from Wei Xun's shoulder to him, and patted Wei Xun's face affectionately with the tip of its wing - that's right.

He is now a small red bird like a miniature phoenix, obviously imitating An Xuefeng. The feather pattern on his back is like a snow leopard's spots, and there are tentacle-like patterns on the tips of his tail feathers. But its legs and feet look like two lotus roots, which is quite unique.

But the scariest thing is that his face is not a bird face!

Although Nezha Ling carefully transformed into a half-mask of the same style as Wei Xun, covering the upper half of his face, Wei Xun could still recognize it.

This phoenix bird actually has the face of Zhang Wei Xuechen!

"Are you thinking about me, brother?"

Nezha Ling flapped her wings, let out a small breath of fire, turned her face in front of Wei Xun, and said proudly.