As the words came out, Feng Xue felt his leg being touched by something. He knew that this was Chen Xiyao reminding him, and she heard it.
Feng Xue took a breath of Zhenqi, and Hunyuan's internal energy circulated throughout her body. The breath was blocked and matched with the assassin's pace. Her whole person seemed to turn into a faint light and blend into the shadows. She was obviously wearing a white robe, but there was nothing dazzling about it.
Chen Xiyao, who was staring at Feng Xue, suddenly lost her target. She felt guilty at the same time, but she braced herself up, moved with small steps, lifted the carton and headed towards the room that was not too familiar, but seemed to have something.
A force connected her room.
Two hundred meters is really not a long distance for Feng Xue now. In the blink of an eye, he has shortened the distance to about fifty meters.
Looking at the patrollers carrying lanterns, Feng Xue suddenly felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill. After all, the manager had been sent away by him, and the rest were just a group of trash fish. Maybe he just carried Chen Xiyao on his shoulders.
Would it be faster to rush in all the way?
Thinking of this, Feng Xue couldn't help but feel a little annoyed about the way he asked Chen Xiyao to drill into the cardboard box. As the saying goes, after you have a hammer, everything you look at is a nail. It is precisely because of such a hidden prop that he subconsciously focused around
Carton carried out tactical planning, but ignored the possibility of direct combat.
"Tsk... But now I don't even know where Chen Xiyao is, and it's too late to change my plan." Feng Xue muttered, but kept measuring the distance between herself and the door.
The mist field he can expand now is about a low column with a height of five meters and a radius of fifty meters. If you want to maximize the help for Chen Xiyao's stealth, not only to reach the door, but also to at least keep the distance
Pull it in to about twenty meters.
But when he was still forty meters away from the door, a soldier who looked lazy suddenly shouted with all his strength:
"Enemy attack!"
All the surrounding gang members cheered up almost at the same time, and Feng Xue could clearly feel that with the shouting, more and more eyes were on him.
"It's not that someone else infiltrated, they did find me! But how did this happen? And the one who called for enemy attack didn't report the coordinates?"
But now that he had been exposed, Feng Xue did not dwell on how the soldier discovered him. Instead, he simply gave up on the idea of sneaking in slowly and rushed out with a single stride. In just two seconds, he had crossed a distance of more than ten meters.
Before those soldiers with long swords and short swords rushed in front of him, they directly opened the mist field.
In an instant, thick white weapons spread under the night, and the visibility suddenly dropped to a level comparable to a heavy haze. At this moment, Feng Xue took out a filter from his bag and put it in his pocket.
In the middle of the belt.
At this moment, everything in Feng Xue's vision also changed.
The group of strong men who used to be in groups have now turned into charming girls. Their ferocious expressions and delicate faces are even a bit cute.
Introduction: A magical filter that can make all creatures observed by the wearer beautify and girlish. Its power is not to create illusions, but to directly rewrite cognition.
Note: Except for me, they are all girls!
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Although this phantom, which Feng Xue nicknamed "Yujiro Filter", looks a bit silly, it is actually very useful in certain special situations, such as in conjunction with the Virgin of Disintegration.
Yes, as a phantom, since this thing is not an "illusion", it means that for Feng Xue, these people's effeminacy is real. In the words of Futama, this filter can "give itself
Except for all [female] characteristics”.
So, as the fog rises and the night shrouds, in front of Feng Xue, beautiful girls are falling down one after another, blood and internal organs are spilled on the ground, and only the twisted and ferocious look is left on the originally beautiful face.
In the mist, Chen Xiyao, who was slowly moving towards the door of her home by relying on that mysterious connection, suddenly felt her feet slipping. When she looked down, she saw a section of internal organs that exuded a disgusting smell.
Because of her stepping on it, it lay softly on the ground.
Chen Xiyao, who could only hear screams of pain and screams one after another because of the fog, turned pale. It was only then that she truly understood the meaning of those screams.
Chen Xiyao's calves began to tremble, and an uncontrollable nausea surged in her stomach.
The barbecued meat he had eaten before uncontrollably surged out of his throat along with stomach acid and bile, mixing with the blood and stench that kept seeping into his nose and mouth, creating an even more nauseating smell.
But Chen Xiyao did not stop there. Although she was still retching and even though her clothes were covered with a lot of dirt, she clearly understood one thing, that is, she had to move.
At such a moment, the girl burst out with strong willpower and pushed her body towards the door.
The already narrow space inside the carton was filled with an unbearable smell, and her shoes had been stained with indescribable filth by the thick blood and internal organs fragments. Even if tears kept pouring out of the corners of her eyes, even if all she spat out of her mouth was
Despite the acidic water, she was still moving diligently.
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Feng Xue didn't know where Chen Xiyao had gone, he only knew that he couldn't stop!
Just like the little soldier who faced the bad omen, these gang members were so fearless that in just ten seconds, more than twenty corpses fell beside Feng Xue, six of them were
They died from the curse of the Holy Mother of Disintegration, and the rest all rushed forward and were split open by Feng Xue's sword.
Although the Suffocating Blade cannot inherit the Anatomy Curse as an active ability, the attack special effect of "becoming sharper after gathering the elements" can be inherited in its entirety. Under the attack of this Hidden Blade, almost no one can withstand a blow.
In a normal battlefield, these miscellaneous fish should have fled long ago, but they still pounced on them without fear of death, and there were more and more of them.
Only then did Feng Xue realize that it was probably not the individual ability of the soldier who had been discovered before, because even with the obstruction of the fog, these soldiers rushed towards him without any hesitation.
Feng Xue must constantly raise and lower the sword to ensure that she will not be directly surrounded by the enemy.
Seeing the "beautiful girls" being chopped down by him, Feng Xue suddenly felt that it might be a mistake to wear this filter. After all, hacking beautiful girls to death and hacking to death adult men are two completely different psychological pressures.
"The frequency of attacks has dropped. Are the people left behind almost dead?" Feng Xue gradually felt the pressure decrease, and he breathed a sigh of relief. However, before he could be happy for a long time, a strong pain exploded in his heart.
What also exploded at the same time was the label belonging to "Corpse Collector" deep in his consciousness!