"Miss Lu! You!"
Lu Yaoqin's expression was ferocious, but the expression in his eyes had already lost their brilliance, as if he couldn't help himself. She suddenly attacked in the arms of the emperor and was caught off guard. The tip of the hairpin broke through the skin, and blood splashed out, but Lu Yaoqin's expression became more and more difficult, and she tried her hands to push forward, but she couldn't go any further.
I saw that at the end of the silver hairpin, there were two strong fingers, which came from Dugu beside the emperor. Almost at the same time when the tip of the silver hairpin touched the emperor's skin, Dugu's hand had already grasped the hairpin, and the silver hairpin could not penetrate any further by cutting through the surface skin.
The emperor's hand was originally attached to Lu Yaoqin's vest, and his palm was full of infuriating energy.
"Mr. Fang, Abbot, what's wrong with me, ah, why am I doing this!"
He hurriedly let go of the silver hairpin in his hand, the emperor did not scold her, but just protected her by his side, staring at Qi Mei with a solemn expression. The emperor has a heroic personality, and as he grows older, he becomes more and more gentle. In recent years, he has rarely seen such a stern look on his face.
"This is the soul-killing demon technique! You demon girl actually practiced this kind of evil art!"
Qi Mei smiled and said calmly, "I'm a demon girl, so what if I don't practice evil arts? Do you also practice righteous martial arts? I don't have that patience."
The soulless evil art did not come from the northern border, but a wonderful martial art spread in the southern border. This martial art specialises in the five senses of human beings, and uses people's psychological shaking to create illusions to achieve the purpose of manipulating people's minds. Dreaming with Mingfei's true consciousness can be described as a profound internal study that is indistinguishable from one another. In terms of aggression, it is far beyond the consciousness that needs various conditions to be activated.
However, this martial art is extremely difficult to practice. The living theories about the soul art are both broad and profound, and they are talented and intelligent, and they may not be able to form their own family by studying it after burning ointment. The only thing that can be done is to increase practical experience, in other words, to practice on living people.
This kung fu itself is extremely risky, and the mind and soul technique is in danger of backlashing at any time. Therefore, those caught must be inferior in martial arts and wisdom. The human mind is very delicate, and once it is destroyed, it is extremely difficult to recover. Therefore, those who are caught to perform the magic are truly living sacrifices, and it is extremely rare that they can retain their spiritual integrity.
The reason why this soul-killing practice is despised by the martial arts, is despised by many famous schools, and it is denounced as an evil practice. It is precisely because of this inhumane cultivation method. Soul-killing exercises attack the five senses of human beings. When practicing the exercises, one has to use the human heart as food. And the higher the level of cultivation, the higher the level of human sacrifices needed, and gradually it is necessary to use martial arts masters as sacrifices. If you can practice this feat, then the number of sacrifices must be not small.
The emperor pondered: "It doesn't take a moment for you to manipulate people's hearts. It can be seen that your evil art has reached the level of success. How many martial arts heroes have you sacrificed in order to practice this insane martial art!"
"Isn't it stupid to ask? Since you know that I am a gang of ghosts, you naturally know that we are all evil. Can you count how many meals you have eaten?"
The emperor snorted coldly and said: "Yes, I should have known that you people are no longer inhumane. Today, even if I don't have my personal affairs, I will also eliminate a big harm for the martial arts!"
"Yo, this is not a small tone." Qi Mei said scornfully: "What are you guys and I being serious about? You Yeluobao are not famous and decent in Jiangnan, do you really not know?"
The emperor frowned and said, "What Yeluo Fort? Do you think I am a member of Yeluo Fort?"
"Do you think this girl is an idiot? Nizi's martial arts skills are higher than mine, and she is very clever. Although it is easy to go crazy, it is very difficult to catch. Just a few of you want to be captured alive. She? If it wasn't for the Lord Yeluo to take action, why would you catch the sprite alive?"
But it was the first time that the emperor and Dugu heard about this, and their faces were stunned.
Qi Mei is an exquisite person. Seeing that their expressions don't seem to be fake, she said strangely: "Isn't this? It is rumored that the Lord Yeluo will drive to Huzhou, and his spokesperson will be in your motorcade... What are your expressions? Really? have no idea?"
Although the emperor and others already knew about the Lord Yeluo, they didn't know who else was the spokesperson, so they looked at each other in dismay. Mingfei's real figure appeared in the emperor's mind at this time, and it was expected that he could not get rid of this matter.
Dugu said in a low voice, "If you capture this woman alive, you will naturally understand."
The emperor nodded: "Extremely."
And Qi Mei, who was waiting quietly, also thought about it for a while, and the more he thought, the more wrong it became, and he asked: "You are not from Yeluobao, so why do you want to arrest Qi? How can you know my identity? Open, where did you find out?"
Dugu smiled and said: "It turned out to be really a misunderstanding. Girl, we are not from Yeluobao, and we don't care why your master and Yeluobao are so big, we will arrest you and sprite, just because of the relationship between us. It's just Liangzi."
"Liangzi between us? We just met for the first time today. There is no grievance and no hatred. How did we forge Liangzi?"
The emperor said: "No grievances and no grudges? I was about to ask you, since there are no grievances and no grudges, you are a gang of ghosts-why did you kill Vice Governor Shen of Six Gates!"
This sound was uttered from the inner force, and the shocking Qi Mei blood swelled, and said in shock, "Are you from the imperial court?!"
Tang Ye, who had been silent for a long time, blurted out, "Aren't you tired of talking too much?" A big spear swept away with fire like a fire dragon. Before the gun arrived, the air in front of him was already scalding hot, and the fire wind hurt his face.
Qi Mei has mastered Tang Ye's musket technique, and knows that he is not very combative. This has almost nothing to do with the level of martial arts, but the question of whether a person's hand can touch the soldering iron. She doesn't have Tangye's iron hand skills. No matter how strong her finger claw skills are, she can't touch the soldering iron with her fleshy hands. Can only be avoided by the way.
However, Tang Ye only fired his first shot, and suddenly fired a horizontal shot, intercepting a knife that was slashed at him by a court warrior beside him.
Dugu exclaimed: "It's a soulless evil art! This demon girl has performed magic on him before!"
Qi Mei slowed down a little and floated straight to one of the court warriors. Soul-killing evil art requires a person to be excited to be able to perform it. Without saying a word, Ji Mei digs a piece of flesh from the warrior's face with one claw. The warrior screamed in pain, and Qi Mei's eyes suddenly flashed an unusual yellow light, and the warrior's eyes showed the same gloomy look as Lu Yaoqin before. Her method works very quickly, and giving pain is one of the methods of manipulating people's hearts. However, it is rare to have a bad face and dig out the flesh at the first sight.
The emperor's internal function dispels evil and calms the mind, and one palm helps his warriors regain their consciousness. However, the evil spirit of death is extremely domineering, and even if he regains his consciousness, he will not be able to fight again for a period of time.
The emperor said angrily: "Come on! You can't let this demon girl go!" But he said in his heart: Ming Feizhen is also in the mountains. Whether he is a member of Yeluobao or not, you will know as soon as you see it in the mountains! Leading people to chase.
Ji Mei Zhiji escaped and used his body technique to escape, but he was always wondering: they could actually be members of the court? It was to find Liang Zi for Shen Yi people. But it is clear that today we are here to deal with Lord Ye Luobao.
The imperial court joined forces with Yeluobao? How can this be possible. And from their expressions, it is clear that they don't know about the messenger of Yeluobao... This is too strange, why did the master choose this time... In the end he...
Hearing the rumors that the emperor and others were chasing after him, he had to step up his luck and escape into the mountains. Thinking of the uselessness of trying to save people but being calculated, he couldn't help hating: "My soulless puppet, and the black bear king I raised. They are all placed in the mountains to deal with those idiots who are hunting. If they are here, they will not help me to show my power! How can I allow you bastards to run wild!"
The wind was blowing under my feet, and I ran into the forest to find the Black Bear King.
Chapter 76
The black bear king of Wuthering Mountains is now on the verge of dying. If he hadn't let out a faint roar to express his dissatisfaction when something was smashed on his body, he could almost have assumed that it was a dead bear.
But the thing that hit the bear wasn't much better. He was even more dying than the Black Bear King. There were almost two people in the Black Bear King's height. This stout man was small and pitiful lying on the Black Bear King's body, and his cast iron body couldn't stop trembling slightly. Even though the whole body was surrounded by the rough fur of the black bear, a few injections of pitch-black blood could still be seen dripping from the black bear king. Not to mention the smell of blood in the dark night.
He was weak and confused, but he still seemed to have some strength, and his big hand seemed to want to raise it and swing it.
Tie Hanyi had always been tough, and he had never acted so close to begging for mercy. Ye Luo has been with him for half a year, and he treats him as his own brother. How can he not be worried when he sees it
"Big Brother Iron!"
Ye Luo was about to rush up, but was pulled back by Ming Feizhen.
Ye Luo turned around and said angrily, "My surname is Ming! Where are you going!"
"Not the time."
Ming Fei's tone was really cold, and he didn't seem to have a trace of emotion: "Old Tie is seriously injured, I'll treat it. You can see the surrounding situation clearly first."
Ye Luo held back his anger, but Tie Hanyi was bleeding profusely, and he didn't know where the injury was, so he really couldn't touch him at will. Ming Feizhen approached slowly, carefully inspected Tie Hanyi's injury under the faint light of the torch, and said calmly.
"It's an internal injury... The enemy is a master, watch carefully."
After speaking, his hands were so fast that it was almost impossible to see them clearly. Identifying the injury, acupuncture to stop the bleeding, tearing the clothes and wrapping the wound, and applying medicine, this series of movements was incredibly fast and orderly, and it was faintly like a national hand. Especially his understanding and judgment of the injury, the calmness and confidence with which he acted immediately after the judgment, completely surpassed all the doctors they had ever seen, the impression that they had to touch their hair and scratch their heads for a long time to see a doctor in their hearts. It was refreshed again and again, and the three of Long Yesu's eyes widened and they almost wanted to cheer.
Long Zaitian couldn't help but say, "Do you still see a doctor?"
Mingfei's face was expressionless: "If you are not blind, you can see it." Long Zaitian was choked to death.
Seeing that Ming Fei really knows medicine, Ye Luo and Su Xiao didn't think too much.
Ming Feizhen was originally a disciple of Daluo Mountain. Although people are still a little clever in ordinary times, the reputation of his poor martial arts is comparable to that of Da Dung, but it was spread all over the three divisions through Su Xiao's small mouth. Always be the same. Since he is the most strict disciple of Daluo Mountain among the three sects, even if his martial arts skills are not good, he always has some experience when he wants to come to the miscellaneous studies of medical astrological astrology. It seems that Ming Feizhen is especially proficient in medicine, and he does not think it is a pestle. In particular, Su Xiao has long been surprised by Ming Feizhen's miscellaneous knowledge, but when he sees Ming Feizhen's seriousness once in a while, he shows his skills, and instinctively is happy for his eldest brother, even if he is in danger. With a sweet smile, it was not until the cold wind swept his neck that he was relieved and restrained.
Only Long Zaitian, who had already been suspicious of Ming Feizhen, couldn't let it go. He had other thoughts in his mind, but when he knew that he didn't care, he didn't mention it.
Only Ming Feizhen said the suggestion to see the surroundings clearly. Long Zaitian agreed incomparably, and immediately raised his voice: "Where is the master driving here? Please show up and see."
Su Xiao even scolded directly: "Things that hide their heads and show their tails! Come out if you have the ability!"
However, it was a dead silence that answered their loud scolding. A night wind blew from the originally empty mountain forest, but at this time it felt strange and did not feel the cold. The only thing you can do is to pay attention to your surroundings and prepare to escape.