Under dusk, the evening breeze is swaying, and the yin energy is getting heavier and heavier.
The ghost slave market fell into boundless silence. The buyers and the thugs in the market were all so arrogant that they dared not breathe. They were used to seeing the ghost slaves, timid and humble, and used to watching the ghost slaves.
They looked so servile. But they had never seen the ghost slaves so angry that they looked hideous.
I never saw the ghost slave who walked out of the cage and dared to angrily pick up hard stones or wooden sticks from the ground at his feet, and cast hatred eyes at them.
Whether those buyers or thugs, they didn't know how the ghost slaves opened the cage? How did they remove the handcuffs and shackles? They didn't have time to think about it, but they were trembling in the angered gaze of the ghost slaves.
Little did he know that the male ghost who shouted a high price and his followers were all Xuan Cultists from Jiuyou Kingdom. Jiuyou Kingdom also installed religious figures, and encouraged the ghost slaves for many days, and sent the gangsters to steal the keys.
He secretly prepared several imitation keys. Finally, he acted according to the opportunity. After the human soul shouted a high price, he opened the prison door and shackles, and released the ghost slaves in the cage who had been suppressed for a long time.
"These three thousand taels of Mingyin, but I want to distribute them, the condition is to kill you inhumane ghosts." The Xuan Sect's disciple who was shouting for the price looked at him with interest, and his breathing was rapid.
The shopkeeper, fear and panic appeared on his face, deliberately said slowly: "I didn't expect that they were all willing to make this money, and they were willing to beat you to death in exchange for freedom."
"Bitchers! Why don't you come and suppress the riot!" Looking around at the ghost slaves who had already surrounded them, all of whom were angry and trembling, the iron shopkeeper who had trembled for a moment, spread his dry and cracked lips, and his sharp big
He shouted.
He screamed so hard that the ghost slave behind him had already taken a step forward, and swung the iron shackles that had not been opened on his hand, accurately putting them on the iron shopkeeper's neck, and immediately with both arms.
After exerting force, he tightened the iron shopkeeper's neck with an iron chain, and scolded several ghost slave market thugs around him in a deep voice: "If you dare to do it, I will strangle him to death."
Seeing this, the thugs were immediately jealous of the mouse and stood there in a daze. They didn't know what to do? They didn't dare to take a step.
This strong ghost slave is also a scholar of the Xuan Sect. He finally got into the ghost slave market here, and ate and slept with the ghost slaves in it, and encouraged the ghost slaves by the way.
Then wait for an opportunity before the riot begins to control the iron shopkeeper of the market here.
"Let me put down all the weapons." The Xuan Cultist who shouted a high price immediately roared.
The roar was like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth, scaring the thugs around them involuntarily loosened their five fingers, and the swords and guns in their hands fell one after another.
When those weapons landed, the ghost slaves holding wooden sticks and stones could no longer help but be angry and could not resist their urge to kill. They waved the weapons in their hands and headed towards the surrounding ghost slave market thugs and buyers.
, kill and leave.
The ghost slaves with empty hands also took advantage of the chaos to pick up the weapons that the thugs were so scared that they threw away and slashed and slashed.
There was chaos and dust everywhere. Hundreds of blood-covered red eyes were flashing in the darker and darker sky. Under the cold light, muffled sounds accompanied by screams, amid the spreading blood
One after another, there were sounds.
The Xuan Cultists who had already been dormant in the market quickly solved the secret whistles from all over the market and then rushed out one after another, fighting side by side with the Xuan Cultists who shouted high prices. The two swords in their hands danced in the twilight, and the cold
The light flashed and the sword flowers were reborn in succession, bringing out ghost blood splattered everywhere.
In a blink of an eye, the thugs of the ghost slave market near the bidding platform, as well as the buyers who were excited about the price before, were already overwhelmed by the crazy ghost slaves.
Under the sequel of ghost energy, they were beaten to the point of blood and fell into a pool of blood and dying.
These buyers and thugs in the ghost slave market were often beaten to their eyes burst out in an instant, and burst out from their eye sockets, but they still had the fear and fear before their death.
The ghost energy spreads in the ghost slave market, and the smell of blood overflows in the night wind. The remaining flesh and blood are accompanied by the ghost blood. Under the heart-wrenching screams, this was once filled with
In the ghost slave market with smell of copper coins and dirty transactions, there is only the pungent blood on the ground, which has become a living Avici Hell and a slaughterhouse.
The thugs who were raising them were all stunned. They only knew how to bully ghost slaves for a long time, but they had never experienced resistance. They were already fighting like a storm and forgot how to resist, but just stood there in a daze, letting them go
The Guinu and the Xuan Cultists used their weapons to slash and assassinate them.
On the platform, the iron shopkeeper with his legs shaking like sieve bran was even more frightened and his crotch was wet.
He has been a ghost slave for hundreds of years, and has never seen ghost slaves gather like a torrent of riots, and has never seen ghost slaves with red eyes, waving weapons in his hands, fighting around with buyers and sellers.
The scene in front of him had already scared his already little courage.
"This is the end of not treating human souls as human beings." Seeing that the thugs around had been beaten to death, the Xuan Sect disciple who strangled the iron shopkeeper's neck angrily exerted his hands and put them around the iron shopkeeper's neck.
The iron chain was immediately tightened, and the iron shopkeeper's two eyes were bloody; when he opened his mouth hard, stuck out his tongue hard, and at the same time, a pair of tricks immediately went from his wide open eyes.
It was protruded out of it.
A thug who fainted from the high platform just started to riot survived when he was scared and woke up inappropriately. He was so dizzy that he suddenly looked up at the high platform, taking advantage of the last glimmer of sunset
When he saw the hideous and terrifying death of the shopkeeper, he was so scared that he didn't care about anything else. He rolled and crawled in a panic, and crawled towards the entrance and exit of the market in the dark.
As he climbed along, the thug was shaking like a sieve under the broken arm and the splashing ghost blood. In his opinion, a journey of ten feet was a thousand miles away.
Finally climbed to the entrance and exit, he was about to find a corner without riot to take a breath. When he took off his fear and escaped to report to the official, he suddenly saw a pair of soap boots appearing on the ground one foot in front of him.
Even in the dark, the silver cloud pattern decoration on the raised head of the black cloth boots was clearly visible to the thugs in the ghost slave market.
From the size and style of the shoes, he immediately recognized that the owner of the boot was not a ghost in the ghost slave market. There were no ghosts wearing such boots in his market.
The panic arose again. The thug opened his eyes wide, looked up, and looked in front of him with big eyes. He saw a group of human souls, standing in front of him in a row with swords, guns and crossbows. The human soul in the middle was standing in front of him.
, with one hand, he raised the long sword that was flashing in his hand and carried it on his shoulder. In the other hand, he was carrying a ghost head that gradually turned into blood-colored powder under the night wind.
But after a moment, there was a scream of exclamation, blurting out of the thug's mouth. The thug looked at it for a few times and recognized the ghost head, which was from the city god here.
The thug turned around in a hurry and crawled back toward the way he came.
Just at this moment, opposite him, the human soul with a ghost head in one hand and a bearded face full of steel needles flashed in front of him again, blocking his way,
He snorted coldly: "Where are you going to, brother?"
After he finished speaking, he followed all his souls and laughed grimly in the darkness of the night. He looked at the thug who was so scared that he dared not move, and a bloodthirsty light appeared in the eyes of the thug...
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On the Qinglong Sea where night falls, the lights sway with the sea breeze, rising from the mountains and reaching the top of the mountain, around the Sanshan Island, which is thousands of feet tall, spreading within a radius of hundreds of miles, like stars falling to the ground, embedded in the night.
The roaring and tumbling green dragon on the sea.
The expedition fleet of Jiuyou Kingdom, together with the craftsman guards who were dispatched by Hu Hui, arrived here at the same time and had already worked overtime to start building Sanshan Island. The Sanshan Island under the night sky was also brightly lit, surrounding the mountains and peaks.
The surging waves on the sea surface shine brightly and beautifully.
If there were no sounds of cannons coming from time to time, the beautiful scenery here would be perfect.
The craftsmen of Jiuyou Kingdom built a pass through the mountainside near the sea, using blasting and digging, and built a castle secret passage from the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Other craftsmen were digging plank roads and open-air forts on the mountain.
Two-pronged approach will save time and effort.
Amid the sometimes blasting sounds, the craftsmen used hammers, pickaxes and chisels to drill rocks on Sanshan Island, making a jingle sound that made continuous echoing in the night, resounding around Sanshan Island.
Tens of thousands of craftsmen worked at the same time and started work from all over the Sanshan Island. In addition, Jiuyou Kingdom had already sent ghosts to sneak into the place, drew an accurate field map, and mastered all the data of Sanshan Island. It took more than ten days.
The passes here can build a city.
King Yama stood on his flagship deck, staring at the firelight on Sanshan Island not far away, without saying a word, and didn't know whether he was thinking or simply finding something to play the boredom of this long night.
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"Master, I want to talk to you about something." Just as King Yama was so impressed, the tree swallow walked out of the cabin and stood beside King Yama. After he wanted to speak, he lowered his head and said with a slightly lowered head.
There was a little hesitation on his face, as if he didn't know whether he should say it.
The night breeze blew, blew the cloak covered with Yama King. The Yama King recovered after hearing this, showed a slightly stiff smile, and nodded slowly to the tree swallow and said, "Okay, tell me."
However, the smile was stiff, and his ferocious face was still terrifying.
"I feel that the lord sent troops too hastily this time." Seeing him nodding, Shuyan stopped hesitating and then said: "First of all, he did not go to the East China continent to send spies who could collect intelligence behind enemy lines, nor did he send them.
A small team of ghost soldiers who can carry out destruction behind enemy lines. Moreover, there are many new recruits in our army who have been on the battlefield several times, and the long-term comfortable Sanmiao ghost soldiers in Yunmengzhou, and there is also a lack of integrated drills on the terrain of the East China continent, which is really true.
It's too hasty."
As soon as these words came out, the tree swallow's frown even more tightly, and a look of worry appeared. The King of Yama smiled loudly, which made the tree swallow, who was a little worried, suddenly feel a little confused.
"Thuyan, don't underestimate the lord, he is very foresighted." King Yama, who knew a lot of insider information about this battle plan, stroked his thick beard and said slowly: "The combat experience of the field is integrated, and
These two points that the recruits need to experience. Although the lord cannot satisfy us, the operation behind enemy lines has begun." (To be continued)