Chapter 120 Finally Found You

As far as the eye can see, there is thick fog, and the granular fog moves with the air current, like a stream, like a flying tulle.

Zhang Yuanqing did not wander around, but stood cautiously.

Did Li Xianzong summon this heavy fog to give up? The longer he delays, the less likely he is to escape. Does this guy have someone else to rely on, or is there something wrong with his brain?

In addition, although Fu Qingyang couldn't be contacted, the Public Security Bureau must have reported the matter. It is understandable that the deacon couldn't get there in a short time, and Elder Gou couldn't get there either?

Next time I see him, I will rub his head angrily

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the sound of a gunshot, and immediately his heart trembled, and he instinctively fell down and rolled over.

"Bang bang."

There were two more gunshots, and Zhang Yuanqing felt a pain in his lower abdomen and knew that he had been shot.

Relying on his memory, he rolled all the way to the public seat and used the information desk to ward off subsequent bullets.

"Da da da"

The sound of footsteps came from the depths of the thick fog, followed by a scattered laugh:

"I still have two minutes, Yuanshi Tianzun. If you can last two minutes under my hand, then we can play again next time. Otherwise, I will end the trial early today and exchange your head for a reward."

Arrogant! ! Zhang Yuanqing was particularly irritable and irritable. He subconsciously raised his pistol and shot at the source of the sound, then suppressed his violent temper.

He was motivating me to take action. Zhang Yuanqing recalled the details just now.

When the gunshot rang out, he stood still. If the other party had locked onto him at that time, his head would have been blown.

However, when he made a rolling movement, the bullet hit his lower abdomen.

Is it because moving targets are better hit than fixed targets? Obviously not, but because he was unsure of his strength, his position was not exposed at the time, and he was locked when he rolled later.

The other party was probably judging my position based on the shaking of the mist. Give it a try. Zhang Yuanqing quietly summoned Little Funny, controlled him to climb onto the information desk, and knocked over the potted plant.

"Bang. Bang."

The sound of broken potted plants and the sound of gunfire sounded simultaneously.

Sure enough, he relied on the vibration of the fog to determine the location. The moment the gunshot sounded, Zhang Yuanqing jumped out and shot at the source of the sound.

The sleeve slid, the muzzle spit out flames and gunpowder smoke, and the warhead scratched a reddish trajectory in the thick fog.

The bullet missed the enemy and turned into a stray bullet ricocheting between the walls.

This is his true shooting level.

Damn it, missed. Zhang Yuanqing rolled continuously, entered stealth, and fled out of the waiting hall.

There is no need to confront this guy head-on. The hostages have been rescued and escaping is the right choice.

I have plenty of companions, why should I challenge you to a duel?

As soon as he made a move, the mist surged behind him like a frenzy.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't even think about it, he turned around and shot him.

The attacker behind him seemed to have anticipated his movements in advance. Before he turned back and raised his arms, a light red stream of light shot past the opponent's ear on the side of his head.

"You can't escape from my fog."

The distance between the two sides was close enough, and in the thick fog, a face with sharp edges was revealed, with a high bridge of nose, sharp eyes like knives, and a mocking and provocative smile at the corner of the mouth.

When Zhang Yuanqing saw the face clearly, he also saw strange dark red runes protruding from the other person's eyes.

Bewitch!

The signature skill of the Bewitching Demon in the extraordinary stage, long-term bewitching can reach the level of manipulating others, and short-term bewitching can have an impact on people's mental strength.

Zhang Yuanqing was indifferent, he raised the muzzle of his gun and fired a bullet.

With the experience of fighting Ou Xiangrong last time, he gave himself a purification shot in advance.

Li Xianzong's face showed obvious astonishment. He showed the reaction that a bewitched demon should have. He leaned back, moved his right leg, and kicked Zhang Yuanqing's wrist with a "snap", and the bullet hit the ceiling.

The explosive pistol in Zhang Yuanqing's hand flew out, spinning and falling out of the guardrail, falling towards the lobby on the first floor.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Yuanqing used his night wandering skills to disappear.

At this time, he saw Li Xianzong raise his gun and point it at himself, who had already dodged aside.

Can he see me? He judged my position based on the flow of fog. Zhang Yuanqing was shocked.

Night travel can mask sounds, breath, and heat, but it is not a true blur. Movements will definitely cause airflow.

To a certain extent, the ability of the Bewitching Demon restrains the Night Walker God's stealth.

Bang bang!

The bullet hit the ground and cracked the floor tiles. Zhang Yuanqing, who had avoided the bullet, ducked behind Li Xianzong, closing the distance and not giving the opponent a chance to shoot.

He holds the Demon-Conquering Pestle in one hand and the bloodthirsty blade in the other. The former stabs at the back of the heart, while the latter cuts at the neck.

Li Xianzong raised the corner of his mouth, took a step diagonally to the side, turned around, and the fingers of his right hand flew. During the flight, the silver butterfly knife opened its wings, revealing the dangerous blade.

Li Xianzong made a sweeping backhand, hitting the blade of the bloodthirsty blade. Ding, sparks flew everywhere.

Zhang Yuanqing's mouth went numb and he could hardly cover the handle of the knife.

Suddenly, in Zhang Yuanqing's vision, he saw Li Xianzong's leg muscles swelling, and the muscles in his back immediately tightened, bursting out with a force from top to bottom.

The Eye of Insight gives him the ability to predict the opponent's actions.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed down with one palm.

"Crack!"

There was a slight sound of bone cracking, and his metacarpal bone was cracked by the hard knee.

Zhang Yuanqing staggered back.

The thick fog still somewhat blocked his vision, otherwise he would have been able to react faster.

Flames ignited in Li Xianzong's knees, burning through his pants and burning his knees, but he seemed to be immune to pain and launched subsequent attacks without hesitation.

The butterfly knife stabbed or picked, chopped or stabbed, and cut bloody scars on Zhang Yuanqing's body that were difficult to heal.

At the same time, his free hands and his legs were all terrifying weapons, beating Zhang Yuanqing back steadily.

Li Xianzong's close combat ability is several levels higher than Zhang Yuanqing's, and his level 3 physical fitness is also higher than that of level 2 Yeyoushen.

If it weren't for the "Eye of the Insight" that gave him the ability to predict and the thug's gloves that gave him agility, Zhang Yuanqing would be dead at this moment.

"puff!"

Li Xianzong opened Zhang Yuanqing's chest with a knife, and blood spurted out in large amounts. The bewitched demon tasted the blood, his eyes were scarlet, and his fighting spirit was high.

Thump thump thump. Zhang Yuanqing stepped back while kicking for breath.

He is now in a very bad condition, with severe pain all over his body, and the wounds that cannot heal are gradually showing signs of excessive blood loss, causing dizziness, fatigue and other symptoms.

Obviously, the butterfly knife in Li Xianzong's hand also has the function of bleeding.

Why haven't reinforcements arrived yet? Is it because the thick fog has hindered them? I can't hold it any longer. Fortunately, the Tianchan incense burner was not used, otherwise Zhang Yuanqing's physical condition declined.

Faced with a torrential attack from the enemy, he didn't even have time to take out the red hijab. Moreover, summoning the Ghost Bride requires two to three seconds of "charging" before she appears, which is not suitable for use at this time.

You must find a way to create time.

"Not bad, but much weaker than I expected." Li Xianzong stuck out his tongue, as if he wanted to lick the blood on the blade, but for some reason he held it back and grinned:

"You have one minute left. Don't think that reinforcements will come to rescue you. The thick fog will make them disoriented and create an effect similar to a ghost hitting a wall. No one will come to save your piece of meat on the chopping board."

As he spoke, his hands and feet did not slow down, and he jumped forward without giving Zhang Yuanqing a chance to breathe.

You are so arrogant! Zhang Yuanqing's eyes flashed with fire, he made fists with both hands and touched his chest hard.

boom!

Flames and air waves roared through the waiting hall.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes boiled with anger, and he kept banging his fists one after another.

Boom boom boom!

The explosions came one after another, and the impact was like a sea wave.

Li Xianzong was stunned by the dense explosion. The air wave pushed on his chest and threw him away, forcing him to curl up with his fists and give up the attack.

The explosion lasted for more than ten seconds and finally subsided. Zhang Yuanqing collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all his orifices, and damage to multiple organs, but he finally created a chance.

Without hesitation, he immediately summoned the red hijab.

But at this moment, Zhang Yuanqing coughed violently, coughing up blood, and the tip of his nose was bleeding. He had hallucinations before his eyes, his lungs were burning, and his kidneys were failing rapidly.

He was poisoned.

Li Xianzong, who was curled up on the ground, laughed, and his arrogant and joyful laughter echoed. He slowly got up and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Yeyoushen's vitality is indeed strong. The poison I fed on the blade took more than a minute to take effect. Although the witch and Gu masters are humble and dirty, their methods are indeed effective."

He had killed a level 4 witch and Gu master who had poison. Zhang Yuanqing's vision became increasingly blurry, his hands and feet could no longer use strength, his heart began to beat weakly, and he felt despair in his heart.

Without further ado, Li Xianzong pulled out the pistol from his waist and aimed it at Zhang Yuanqing's head:

"Sorry, I'll take your head."

The next moment, he lost his vision.

A small infant spirit tightly hugged Li Xianzong's calf, taking away his vision.

Xiaodoubi Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. He did not convey the attack instructions to Xiaodoubi. On the one hand, he was tired of dealing with the enemy, and on the other hand, the thug's gloves made him reckless and brainless.

But when he saw his master was in danger, Xiao Dou took advantage of him. Having said that, he already had quite a lot of intelligence.

Seizing this opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing put the red hijab on his head with trembling hands with difficulty.

"snort!"

Li Xianzong, who lost his vision, did not panic. He grabbed a foul-smelling coat from the inventory and put it on himself.

Then, he clasped his hands together and bowed to his feet.

Blessings and curses!

The blessings and curses of the witch and Gu master do not distinguish between physical and spiritual bodies. Although they are not as good at dealing with ghosts as the illusionist, this saint-level prop can have a good effect on low-level resentful spirits.

The dirty coat rippled with black light, washing towards the baby spirit at the calf like a tide.

Little Dobby screamed, and his body quickly dissipated, becoming muddy and stained with filth, but he refused to let go.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds

After the visual exchange, Xiaodoubi persisted until the end, fell softly to the ground, and became lighter and lighter.

As soon as he regained his vision, Li Xianzong looked at Zhang Yuanqing and found that his head was covered with red cloth, and the terrifying and majestic Yin Qi was coming overwhelmingly, like a tide or a tsunami.

Li Xianzong's hair stood on end, and his intuition from the bewitching demon began to warn him.

He shot the enemy twice in the head. Without looking at the results, he quickly took out a piece of chalk from his pocket and drew a circle on the ground.

The next moment, a yellow curtain of light enveloped the circle and enveloped him.

Li Xianzong disappeared into the curtain of light.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's body was taken over by the ghost bride, his arms became black, his muscles were knotted, black blood vessels bulged, and sharp nails popped out of his fingers.

But the enemy has disappeared.

The ghost bride couldn't find the enemy and stayed there blankly.

Go, go save him. Zhang Yuanqing said silently in his heart.

The Ghost Bride sensed his will and slowly walked towards Xiao Dou Bi who was on the verge of dissipating.

Zhang Yuanqing influenced the ghost bride, slowly knelt down, opened his arms, and held the dying baby spirit in his arms, just like holding something lost and found.

He integrated the little Doubi into his body, and finally lost consciousness with relief.

Fujiawan.

The sun was setting in the spacious conference hall.

Fu Qingyang's face was as frosty as he listened to the reports of his subordinates.

Sitting in front of the conference table were Kangyang district captains such as Bailong, Qingteng, Fujiyuan, Big Muscle Ba, Boxing Champion, and some important members.

"In this attack on Pingtai Hospital, seven people were killed and 23 were slightly injured. The bomb has been defused, but it caused a very bad impact and has been handed over to the Public Security Department for processing."

Li Dongze simply ignored the aftermath. These were not the responsibility of the Five Elements Alliance. Their main task was to kill the rebellious Spirit Realm Walkers.

"Except for the main messenger Li Xianzong who escaped, all the other gangsters have been killed. Li Xianzong had planned this for a long time. He bewitched the degenerates, deepened their belief that they would be destroyed together, and made them launch a suicide attack. Li Xianzong himself was already prepared Way out." Li Dongze lifted the remote control and turned on the projector.

A picture appeared on the curtain, which was a circle drawn with chalk.

"After on-site investigation, we found the means for Li Xianzong to escape. According to the analysis of colleagues in the atrium, this should be a prop of the 'local monster' profession. Unfortunately, the surveillance was turned off at the time and we did not see the specific situation." Li Dongze said.

Lingjun, who rarely attended the meeting, said:

"Fortunately, this kind of attack is difficult to replicate. According to the moral value punishment mechanism, although people were killed by degenerates, Li Xianzong bewitched them and a certain amount of moral value would be deducted. For a long time, he did not dare to do this played."

The mechanism of moral value is divided into direct and indirect. Indirect killing means that the spiritual realm practitioner uses his ability to control others to commit crimes.

It's just that compared to direct killing, the moral value deducted indirectly will be less, and the score will control the strength.

For example, if you directly control a "puppet" to kill someone, the moral value deducted will be the same as directly killing someone. However, if you instigate or encourage others to commit a crime, the moral value deducted will be reduced or halved depending on the degree of instigation.

There are no bugs in the spiritual realm. It is like a carefully written program. It has anticipated all the loopholes that people can think of.

At this time, Jiang Jingwei complained: "If the elder could arrive in time, the matter would have been solved long ago."

She said what the captains were afraid to say.

They knew that Fu Qingyang had been attacked by Yi Chuanmei, the female guardian of the Nihility Sect, but they didn't understand why Elder Dog didn't arrive for so long.

Fu Qingyang looked around the table and said, "Elder Dog goes to the capital to do business."

Purify the pair of red dancing shoes for Yuanshi Tianzun.

After a brief explanation, he looked at Guan Ya and asked:

"How is Yuanshi?"

Guan Ya was a little depressed: "He has been injected with the essence of life. His life is fine, but he felt a little depressed after waking up."

The captains couldn't help but think of the scene when they found Yuanshi Tianzun. He fell to his knees, his hands seemed to be holding something, motionless, and his vital signs were very weak.

When checking his injuries, it was found that he had more than ten stab wounds, two gunshot wounds, severe blood loss and organ failure.

It's hard to imagine what kind of blow he suffered in just a minute or two.

Fu Qingyang frowned slightly, then relaxed, and said: "It's a luck to survive under Li Xianzong. Yuan Shi's momentum is too fast, it won't hurt to take some blows."

After a pause, he added: "No one should comfort him."

This only whets his ego.

Fu Qingyang continued:

"Next, your task is to search for Li Xianzong with all your strength in your own jurisdiction, and to warn the subordinates in the team to be prepared for possible attacks."

"You Level 3 Walkers, stop being alone and keep your phone open. Yichuan Mei has been injured by me and will not appear in the short term. Lingjun and I will be online 24 hours a day."

"Yuanshi, let him stay at home these days and don't go out."

The trial mission of the evil organization is jointly initiated by the Psionic Society, the Soldier Bishop and the Void Sect. It is aimed at all evil professions. Anyone can hunt down the official practitioners and obtain bounties.

But most of the time, the fight between little people is just a small fight in the eyes of most people, lacking attention. The showdown between geniuses or strong men is the highlight.

The captains nodded slightly.

They are experienced official practitioners who have been through this situation many times.

Every year in the middle and end of the year, evil professions will launch unilateral hunting and killing of official practitioners. Both sides carry out investigation and counter-investigation, hunting and counter-hunting, causing casualties on each other.

Generally speaking, the government has more advantages. The only trouble is that these gutter rats are good at guerrilla warfare and their whereabouts are erratic, making the official practitioners very passive.

I'm not afraid of them fighting hard, but I'm afraid they'll sap them.

"Let's adjourn the meeting!" Fu Qingyang looked at the mixed-race beauty: "Guan Ya will stay here for a moment."

Everyone exited the conference room, and only the cousins ​​were left in the huge room.

"You should be entering the spiritual realm soon, right?" Fu Qingyang asked.

"Within half a month." Guan Ya nodded.

Fu Qingyang opened the inventory and grabbed a rifle, about 1.2 meters long, with a jet black body painted with hot gold patterns, which was extremely gorgeous.

He pushed the rifle to Guan Ya: "I remember that you applied for this prop to the family, but the clan elder was dissatisfied with your laziness and did not approve it. From now on, it will be yours."

Guan Ya raised her eyebrows: "Will the clan elder agree?"

Fu Qingyang shook his head:

"This is a reward given to me by my family, to celebrate my entry into the Presbyterian Church in advance, as long as I can be promoted to master in the killing dungeon in the middle of the year. You have been stuck at level 2 on purpose for a long time. This time in the spiritual realm, I hope you can rise to level 3. Level, this rifle can make you eligible to participate in the mid-year dungeon.

"We can't keep going like this. Yuanshi is already at Level 2."

This time, Guan Ya didn't refuse. She looked at the weapon she had been coveting for a long time and fell silent.

Suburban Songhai, underground bar.

The lights were soft, the air was filled with the smell of smoke and sweat, and soothing music played on the speakers.

Although it is a bar, there are no dazzling lights and noisy noises here, because this is a black market where evil professionals gather to exchange information, transactions, and secret contacts.

Indulging in sensuality is the next best thing.

The booths were full of evil professionals, about twenty or thirty people. Some of them were talking in low voices, some were bargaining, and some were doing indecent exercises in public.

Li Xianzong walked up the stairs to the underground bar, sat down next to "Tian Lingling" and said, "Give me a bottle of wine, anything is fine."

The bartender brought over a beer.

Li Xianzong drank it in one breath and burped comfortably.

"Killing and drinking are the best in the world." Tian Lingling patted the younger generation on the shoulder and said with a smile: "We have all heard about what you did today. Your boy has become famous as soon as he came to Songhai."

Li Xianzong sneered and said: "I haven't killed Yuanshi Tianzun yet, you want to celebrate for me, wait until I kill that kid."

Tian Lingling shook the wine glass: "Have we fought? How about that kid? Is he really as evil as the legend says?"

"It's indeed quite evil. There is a Saint Realm prop. As for me, he's pretty good, but it's not difficult to kill him." Li Xianzong said casually.

"As long as you are confident." Tian Lingling nodded and asked, "What kind of props?"

"A piece of rag, from the Night Travel God profession, Uncle Tian, ​​do you have a way to get me an illusionist prop? If I don't restrain that prop, it will be difficult to kill him." Li Xianzong said the purpose of coming here today.

Tian Lingling smiled when he heard this and said, "Go find Yi Chuanmei. With your body and appearance, you can give me a lot of money."

Li Xianzong rolled his eyes.

Tian Lingling stood up, looked at everyone, and said loudly: "Everyone, have you heard about what happened at Pingtai Hospital today? Are you relieved?"

The evil professions stopped what they were doing, turned their heads to look here, and shouted.

"Relieve anger!"

"Do you feel good?"

"Cool!"

"Let's welcome our heroes. Drinks are free today."

The calls became more intense.

"You kid are really not afraid of death. You managed to escape unscathed. Well done. I like lunatics like you."

"Hahaha, right after the trial started, you gave the Songhai branch a head start. You are much more arrogant than those guys who went to the capital."

"Have you beaten the shit out of that boy Yuanshi Tianzun?"

"Big hero, we will follow you from now on. Take us to kill the official travelers together to make some extra money."

Strange screams and laughter came and went.

A woman doing exercise deliberately lets out a high-pitched scream.

Li Xianzong grinned and said: "A bunch of idiots!"

When the noise subsided, Tian Lingling said:

"You're not being followed, are you? Have you taken care of your tail?"

Li Xianzong said casually:

"I knew it well, and I took advantage of the time to leave before the saint and the elders arrived."

Among the travelers in the extraordinary stage, the people who can follow him have not been born yet, and neither can the scouts.

Just as he was talking, footsteps sounded from the stairs.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The footsteps were weird, and they paused for a few seconds with each step, like a toddler.

No one paid attention at first, but gradually, more and more people frowned and turned to look at the stairs.

The footsteps went down in an orderly manner, maintaining a slow rhythm, as if they were deliberately trying to attract attention.

Finally, they saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.

It was a woman wearing a bright red traditional dress, embroidered with gorgeous gold thread, and a silver mask.

She was holding a looming red rope in her hand.

Li Xianzong's expression changed. He lowered his head suddenly and saw that a red thread as thick as a hair had been tied around his ankle at some point.

The woman in the red dress put down the red thread and let it dissipate. Behind her hands, she stood on tiptoes like a little girl and said with a smile:

"Hey, it's so lively. What are you guys playing? Can you take me to play with you?"

The eyes under the silver mask moved, looking at the bald man, she said in surprise:

"Ah, it's you, Tian Lingling. I finally found you~ Do you still remember the massacre of the Chu family twenty-one years ago?"

PS: This chapter is quite long, so the update is late. The typo will be corrected tomorrow, go to sleep!