The defenders within a radius of 500 meters have already withdrawn.
Zuo Wuzhou soon noticed that the security in the city was much tighter than a month ago, and there was an extra sense of tension and oppression. Even the air seemed to be filled with a trace of blood from time to time.
After a month of fierce resistance, almost no one among the red delirium soldiers dared to walk alone in the city, because at some point a group of people would be dragged into the dark alleys and hacked to death.
Disguised as an older man, Zuo Wuzhou chose remote routes to wander. When he encountered patrols, he activated his "transformation soul" to sneak past.
Seemingly leisurely, he came to the square and took in all the scenery in the square. Like five thunders hitting his head, Zuo Wuzhou was shaken all over, and all the blood in his body rolled back into his head in an instant!
More than 500 heads were densely stacked into a small tower, and they were full of rage!
Every head is dead with eyes closed. Despair, fear and hatred mix into a ferocious evil spirit, and the evil spirit fills the night!
Their heads are like looking at you, the look goes straight into the heart, making people feel endless fear! It makes people's blood boil, and they want to explode with anger.
No one dared to look directly at the densely packed head, because there were five to six hundred pairs of gray eyes that refused to rest in silence.
But Zuo Wuzhou used the greatest courage to look straight at him without saying a word. His eyes were red, as if they were about to drip blood! He seemed to feel the five or six hundred unwilling souls. Those resentful souls were in the square, right there.
In the eyes that do not close their eyes!
It was as if he was communicating with their resentful souls, as if he was saying to himself: "Go in peace, I will avenge this revenge for you! Just watch carefully."
I don't know if it was Zuo Wuzhou's illusion, or if there really was such a sinister wind blowing over him, as if he was surrounded by countless resentful spirits. Until he made this promise, the resentful spirits seemed to let out a low moan and left willingly.
.
That warm feeling came back again, because a warm wind and sunshine finally came down!
It's not an illusion. There is a sad man in the square, playing a low voice on an unknown musical instrument!
The wind whines, the musical instruments whine, and the soul... is dark!
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"They died because of me. I will take up their vengeance and avenge them. Red Deli, I will remember it."
"It turns out that people and countries can be despicable and even cruel to this extent. If I were still at home, how could I have gone through so many trials, how could I have learned so many things, and seen so much viciousness and madness in human nature.
"
Until this moment, Zuo Wuzhou really believed that people could be so crazy and vicious. This time it was not his family that was killed, but what if it happens next time? What about the next time?
As long as there are people, there will never be a shortage of such vicious and crazy people. Once you confront such a person, you will never give the other party any chance. Eliminating the evil and eradicating the roots is not an empty talk.
Zuo Wuzhou was dejected and furious. If he hadn't been sane, he would have been so impulsive that he immediately rushed to find the red delirium and started killing him.
"What would have happened if I had come out at that time?" Zuo Wuzhou said miserably: "If I had appeared, I would have died. Even if I didn't die, the red delirium would have known how to deal with me. This time they can take a thousand people.
If you come to coerce me, next time you can bring 10,000, 100,000, or even more people to coerce me."
"In this case, even if I have cultivated to the ninth and tenth levels, I will still be controlled by the enemy my whole life. What's the use? Even if strangers can't intimidate me, they can use my relatives to intimidate me. How can I remain indifferent?
"
"If someone dares to coerce me in a similar way, I will fight violence with violence and kill him ten times to scare Xiaoxiao. The enemy is powerful, cunning, and vicious. I must be stronger, cunning, and vicious than the enemy!"
After experiencing this experience, Zuo Wuzhou truly understood that a bad good person would not work in the world of soul cultivation. Fortunately, he was not a bad person himself. The world of soul cultivation was originally a place with strict classes and the law of the jungle.
There is no room for much mercy.
After this incident, some of the weaknesses in Zuo Wuzhou's mind were cleansed and he was able to firmly understand how dangerous and indifferent the path he was going to take was.
He learned how to use indifference and bloodiness to disguise the still boiling blood, to arm the weaknesses of his family and friends under the hard shell!
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After disguised as a "transformed soul", Zuo Wuzhou hurriedly walked past the Yamen Prison. He glanced at it several times from the corner of his eye, carefully observing every place and the strength of the guards.
The guards didn't pay much attention and watched the man hurriedly passing by outside the prison.
He hurriedly walked through and circled the prison building. He found a place, changed into a set of clothes, and waited for a while before "passing" the prison again.
After several "passings" and observations, Zuo Wuzhou already had some understanding in his mind: "On the surface, it seems that there are four guards at the door, about the fourth grade."
"There are many burnt black marks from the door of the prison. They are new marks. In the past few days, someone has tried to rob the prison? But they must have failed. From this point of view, the prison must be loose on the outside and tight on the inside."
"The guards alone are of the fourth grade. It can be seen that under normal circumstances, there will be at least one sixth grade guarding the place. Since it is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, there must be more masters guarding it, and it is definitely more than just the sixth grade."
"However, Grade 9 is already a top master. He respects his status and will never go to the prison to sit there for days. In this case, the strongest one inside should be Grade 8." Zuo Wuzhou walked slowly with his head lowered, doing everything in his power.
consider.
Generally speaking, a ninth-grade soul general can even support a family, and a family can already maintain development if it has only one ninth-grade soul general. Therefore, Zuo Wuzhou's speculation is also reasonable. The ultimate power of a family, in terms of status,
, it is unlikely that he would go to a place like a prison and stay there.
"Eighth-level, he is not a strong person that I can compete with!" Zuo Wuzhou frowned slightly. With the "Ruyi Ring" and the merging of two souls, he has absolute confidence that he can kill someone one level higher than him in a one-on-one battle.
Sixth grade.
Even against the seventh grade, there is at least a certain degree of maneuverability. But against the eighth grade, the difference is too big. Without good materials, it will be difficult to write any good articles.
"Even if you are lucky enough to save someone from the Eighth Grade, it will be difficult to escape." Zuo Wuzhou has refined his soul and tempered it to be extremely strong. Naturally, he is not as impetuous as a young man and will not lose his reason and become impulsive.
Therefore, he was able to correctly understand how difficult this matter was. He even thought that it would be better not to be so sober and rely solely on hot-blooded impulses without reason.
More than half of the more than a thousand people are dead, and the rest are all implicated because of him. Regardless of whether Chen Zongzhi is still alive or not, he must try his best to rescue them.
At least I want to have a clear conscience.
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at the same time!
In a certain large house, several soul monks gathered in the hall to secretly discuss rescue matters.
"We can't let the red delirium continue to kill us. They are slaughtering us Xilin people like cattle and sheep. We will never stand at their necks and suffer death."
"It's them today, and it might be us in the future. As soul monks and locals, we have the responsibility and right to rescue them."
Ichiban's words are not very organized, but they are definitely full of sincerity and are definitely spoken from the heart.
Someone whispered: "But other people have rescued him several times before, and they were all broken. No one knows how tight the guards in the prison are."
The man in the middle clenched his fist fiercely: "The worst case scenario is that I will risk my life."
"This is the largest rescue we have prepared. Everyone must coordinate with each other to avoid causing trouble when we take action."
"Tomorrow, at noon, we'll do it when they escort the people out!"
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"The 'Transformation Soul' is really a good thing. If it hadn't been for it, I wouldn't have been able to walk around Bazhong City with such arrogance."
It’s not that Zuo Wuzhou has never known the function of “Transformation Soul”, but it’s not until today that he discovered more functions and benefits of “Transformation Soul”.
The "Spiritual Eye Soul" cannot see through the effect of the "Transformation Soul", which provides a perfect opportunity for close-range assassination. The "Transformation Soul" has been cultivated to the fourth level, and the use time can be extended to about half a cup of tea (about five minutes)
).
At a critical moment, half a cup of tea is enough to determine the success or failure of many things, including the survival of a small life.
Under the scorching sun, Zuo Wuzhou seemed to be wandering around the prison casually, until he saw the guards outside the prison moving. He was energized, and he adjusted his state and was ready to go!
Zuo Wuzhou was not the only one in the prison area, there were many people waiting. Seeing a group of guards escorting twenty people out, someone shouted anxiously: "Do it!"