In front of the gate of Qifengguan Mountain.
Pei Yong jumped off the blood-sucking tarantula and looked at the broken lock on the mottled wooden door with a little struggle in his eyes.
He knows that as long as he steps through this door and completes the tasks assigned to him by the organization, there will be no turning back. From the day he was lurking in the city, he has been clear about his identity. Human identity lurking, is a chess piece, but also a discarded piece.
Taking a deep breath, Pei Yong looked at the blood-sucking tarantula expressionlessly, signaling it to go in first. The blood-sucking tarantula rubbed against Pei Yong with its hideous head, and entered the courtyard first. Eight icy spider pupils glanced at the courtyard and observed it carefully.
Didn't find anything, looked around again.
"Okay, don't look at it, don't you think I have high myopia?" Pei Yong helped his forehead, don't look at the spider's eight eyes, unfortunately it is a famous high myopia.
"Hey~" The blood-sucking tarantula scratched its head with its forelimbs embarrassedly, and retreated to Pei Yong's side. The almost transparent spider silk was pulled out between the two front limbs and spread around Pei Yong. The eight sharp claws tapped the spider silk from time to time. , to prevent others from attacking.
After Pei Yong waited for the blood-sucking tarantula to arrange the spider web, he squatted on the ground and observed the messy footprints on the ground. He dipped a little powder with his fingers, rubbed it, and smelled it with his nose.
"The smell in the footprints hasn't dissipated, and it doesn't seem to have gone far." Pei Yong patted off the powder in his hands, stood up and looked at the messy footprints, trying to find the direction Shao Zifeng left.
"Um?"
Pei Yong's eyes swept across the dead sycamore tree in the middle of the courtyard, and when he saw the pedals cut out by the knife, he stepped forward to check it, and the blood-sucking tarantula quickly followed, spreading the spider silk around Pei Yong from time to time.
Reaching out and stroking the new marks that were cut out, Pei Yong was a little puzzled in his heart as he looked up along the pedals.
"Little spider, climb up"
"Crack!"
Before Pei Yong could finish speaking, the sycamore wood in front of him made a crisp sound, cracked from the middle, and a red fire flashed.
A figure jumped out of the dead wood, holding a crimson kitchen knife. The red kitchen knife drew a red line in the night, with bursts of scorching aura, and slashed at him. His pupils shrank rapidly, staring blankly at him. The red glow in the eyes rapidly enlarged.
"boom!"
"grumble!!!"
Shao Zifeng held the knife in both hands and maintained a slashing posture. A jet-black spider leg blocked this near-kill blow.
The place where the blood-sucking tarantula was chopped was eroded by the fire element wrapped around the knife, making a zizi sound, wisps of smoke rose, and an unpleasant smell spread out.
The blood-sucking tarantula's sharp neighing continued, disturbing.
"Shao! Zi! Feng!" A drop of cold sweat left on Pei Yong's pale face. He staggered back and took a step back. He was afraid for a while, and he almost died. He was protected by the blood-sucking tarantula behind him. His face gradually turned hideous.
"You sure know me."
There was a smile on Shao Zifeng's handsome face, and he secretly said a pity in his heart. He originally thought that it would be easier to deal with his pet beasts after catching the thief and the king first. be discouraged.
Since he decided to stay for the sneak attack before, it was because only here would he have a higher chance of surviving.
"Little Spider, kill him for me." Pei Yong didn't answer, looking at the smile on Shao Zifeng's face, some bad memories were reawakened.
Why do you laugh, why do you laugh when you are attacked, do you look down on me too! !
Shao Zifeng's smile was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Some of his sensitive nerves were provoked. The negative emotions he had accumulated these days burst out instantly. Those painful, shameful, and unbearable memories made him want to go crazy and hideous. His face became contorted.
"Gee!!" Hearing the master's order, the blood-sucking tarantula let out a neigh and suddenly exerted its strength, tossing Shao Zifeng's knife apart, sticking the two blade-like forelimbs together, and poking at Shao Zifeng's chest.
Shao Zifeng's expression remained unchanged, he quickly retreated, and at the same time turned the blade over, blocking the forelimbs of the blood-sucking tarantula with the blade.
"Clang~"
"grumble!!"
The sound of gold and iron came, and a burst of white smoke came out of the forelimb that hit the blade surface again. Although it did not cause actual damage, the pain made it extremely annoyed. Eight slightly bloody spider pupils stared at it. Shao Zifeng, who was four or five meters away, slipped backwards.
"That's it?" Shao Zifeng tried his best to keep his body from falling. On the ground covered with powder, there were two drag marks four or five meters away. He shook his wrist, which was numb from the shock. He looked at Pei Yong with a smile.
The bright moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and the environment in the courtyard was even darker. A large amount of raised powder floated in the air, and the silhouettes of the two sides were slightly blurred under the cover of the powder.
"Laugh at me! How dare you laugh at me! Kill! Kill! Kill, I'm going to kill you!" Pei Yong roared like crazy, the blood-sucking tarantula seemed to be stimulated, and eight long legs covered with black hair The force, like a spring, soared into the air and rushed towards Shao Zifeng.
When Shao Zifeng saw the spider attacking, he opened the shelf to avoid it, but found that the blood-sucking tarantula's landing spot was not with him at all.
It turned out that vision was the weakness of spider pets. The disappearance of the moonlight and the dust in the courtyard aggravated its judgment on the location.
"boom!"
The menacing blood-sucking tarantula slammed heavily on the ground, fluttering lonely, and the violent impact blew dust off the ground again, and the visibility in the courtyard was even lower.
Shao Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not ready to sit still. He put the kitchen knife in front of his chest with his backhand, and the other arm to protect his nose and mouth, and ran quickly in the direction of the Taoist Temple. The concentration of dust in the air was getting higher and higher. For his purpose, he must get out of here as soon as possible.
"Little Spider, prepare to perceive, and use the tearing claw strike in the direction of the wave." Pei Yong discovered Shao Zifeng's intention, and commanded the blood-sucking tarantula with a grin. He was not planning to participate in the battle in person.
Although he was stimulated by Shao Zifeng, he didn't really lose his mind. Facing the war trainer who had the power of the "fetter response" element, he didn't have the same power, and the war trainer himself would be courting death if he jumped into the war.
As Shao Zifeng got closer to the mountain gate, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more sinister.
Hearing Pei Yong's command, the frantic blood-sucking tarantula stopped to look for Shao Zifeng, stood silently on the spot, and tapped the spider silk from time to time with its eight legs. prey
"Sigh~"
Shao Zifeng, who ran to the door, stopped suddenly, looked down, and saw that his shoes were stuck with some translucent spider silk, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.
Just after all this was done, the dust in front of him began to tumble violently. Suddenly, a pair of jet-black spider claws flashing white light tore through the dust and stabbed at his chest with a cracking sound.
"laugh!"
The kitchen knife resisted a little, broke from the middle, and the huge force knocked Shao Zifeng flying. The energy wrapped around the spider claws still left a bloodstain on his chest, and the gushing blood instantly dyed his shirt red.
"boom!"
"Cough cough!"
Shao Zifeng flew out from the Taoist temple gate, slid far on the ground, left a dazzling blood trail, and hit the mountain peach tree, his mouth was filled with the smell of rust, and the bright red blood gushed out from his slightly opened mouth.
"Run away, keep running away!"
With a teasing smile, Pei Yong stood at the door of the Taoist temple and looked down at Shao Zifeng, with a sense of revenge in his eyes, as if the person in front of him was the one who laughed at him back then.
Ye Feng shuttled between the withered peach forests, making a whining sound, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright and quiet moonlight swayed on the ground again.
Shao Zifeng coughed a few times violently, spit out a mouthful of blood, and stood up slowly with the help of the mountain peach tree, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked up at Pei Yong, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Raising his right hand, a fist-sized fireball hovered above the palm of his hand. Shao Zifeng smiled, his lips moved slightly, as if he had something to say to Pei Yong, and then threw the fireball towards Pei Yong.
The fireball flew out dragging the tail flame. After leaving a certain range of Shao Zifeng, it seemed to have lost its fuel and quickly dissipated. When it was in front of Pei Yong, it was only the size of a marble, emitting a faint flame.
Pei Yong obviously understood the principle of the elemental power endowed by the "fetter reaction".
"whoosh"
The fireball flew past Pei Yong's head, with a touch of warmth, and disappeared into the dust behind him.
Suddenly, his face changed, as if he remembered something, with a strong look of horror in his eyes, he slowly turned back.
The previously silent dust was now violently tumbling and expanding. After reaching a certain point, the bursting firelight occupied all his sight. Time seemed to stand still in an instant. It should have said "goodbye".
"boom!!"
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