The spectators who had just been dissatisfied were all full of expectations and thought that tonight's show was worth it. Except for a few people, such as Lin Qing'er, whose soft voice lost its usual charm and said feebly: "Fellow spectators, Fighting against a horse is no small matter, you need to make some preparations in the audience, please be patient."
The reaction of the spectators was unprecedentedly enthusiastic, calling the boy's name repeatedly: "Dawn! Breaking dawn! Breaking dawn..."
The young man took a deep breath, stepped forward slowly, and opened his arms like a general ordering troops on the battlefield to face an unknown but destined to be dangerous battle.
Lin Qing'er silently got off the stage and made preparations.
Li Xiao's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly discovered that there were two more people sitting at Hu Buwei's table.
Hu Buwei was originally sitting in the middle of that square table, with no one on either side. Now he is sitting on the left side, and the person on the right has a wooden face and a bun. Who is the head of the medicine shop?
Sitting between the two was a middle-aged man, dressed in a white robe, without a mask, with a white face and beard, sword-shaped eyebrows and majestic eyes, casual smiles, and an awe-inspiring righteousness.
Hu Buwei was leaning forward and talking to the middle-aged man, appearing to be very respectful.
Who is qualified to sit at the same table as the head of food and medicine, and who is in the right position? The identity of the middle-aged man is ready to be revealed.
The ghost market thrives on water, and the three leaders who control the lifeblood of the ghost market are respected by the water leader. Who else could the middle-aged man be besides the water leader?
The heads of the three groups were sitting together, and no one around them seemed to know each other. It can be seen that the higher the status, the more low-key they are.
Hu Buwei was very excited about the conversation. After talking to Shui Xingshou, he also boasted about Yao Xingshou. He must have thought that Li Xiao was going to die today and he just had to sit here comfortably and appreciate Li Xiao's death.
For a moment, Li Xiao's consciousness was withdrawn, and everything around him gradually distorted, gradually turning into an endless giant network, gradually closing in, trying to strangle him and tear him into pieces from the mesh...
It wasn't until he heard Lin Qing'er's voice that his consciousness returned to his original form: "Please choose a weapon, please!"
Since he was fighting against the strongest of the Corpse Demons, Dawn at least had the freedom to choose weapons.
He looked back at the row of weapon names on the white wall, his eyes hesitated slightly, and suddenly, like lightning, he stretched out his hand in the air and shouted: "Stick!"
The front end of the arena protruded, and an iron rod slowly stretched out. At dawn, he raised the iron rod, shook it into the air, and stood upright.
Breaking Dawn is not good at using sticks, but just as he has never seen a Jian, he doesn't know what weapon is more suitable to deal with it, but somehow, he feels that a stick is the best choice.
Maybe there is a huge net in this world, and everyone is in the center of the net, but there are always people who are born to break this net! He, Breaking Dawn, may not be this person, but he wants to be this person!
As if feeling his confidence, Lin Qing'er's voice on the side of the stage changed from soft to charming, and loudly announced: "Lin Qing'er of the slave family, please be a witness today! As long as you win this challenge at dawn, the slave family will marry you. He will follow you through life and death in this life, and he will never regret it!"
At dawn, his body was shaken, knowing that Xiao Niangpi's seemingly inspiring his fighting spirit was actually a way of comforting him before his death. In other words, she also thought he was dead.
He didn't point it out, but looked up to the sky and laughed: "The wind is rustling and the water is cold. A strong man will never come back when he is gone! Death is enough for me to find this beautiful confidant!"
For a moment, all the girls in the audience were moved to tears and heartbroken.
Even a man with a hard heart can still feel the tenderness of having his heart hit hard.
Hu Buwei, who was in the front row, had a trace of doubt and worry in his eyes full of jealousy. What was he doubting and what was he worried about?
Shui Xingshou, who was sitting in the middle, twirled his beard with his hand and nodded slightly.
The head of the medicine store on the right has an erratic look in his eyes, not knowing what he is thinking.
The touching prelude is finally coming to an end, and the cruel drama is about to begin.
The exciting drumbeats sounded, the audience suddenly went dark, and the sound of machinery rang out from the exceptionally bright arena.
All the spectators held their breath and stared at the slowly rising iron cage.
Unlike the corpse demon with a yellow talisman on its forehead, Jian is on stage in a cage, indicating that the ghost talisman has no effect on it.
The three-sided net is raised to the white gauze above the head, like a thunder in the sky, obviously to prevent the fish from falling out of the net.
With the sound of a gong, Li Xiao's eyes suddenly widened. He saw a familiar figure slowly crawling out from the lowered iron cage. He had a disheveled shape and looked like an ape. Suddenly, Li Xiao had seen him in the Earth Temple. The appearance of the god of drought.
But it is different, it is more real and vivid, its whole body is covered with a layer of fine silver hair, shiny and curvy, with a smooth tail trailing behind it, weird but not inconsistent.
Is this Jian? The corpse first transformed into a demon, and then into a jian. It must have been a human being, and a woman, because the female characteristics were obvious.
It turns out that the ignorant commoner that Lin Qing'er talked about was not a statue of Hanbao god made up out of thin air, but the real thing.
The spectators in the audience were all silent. The legendary feng was a dangerous creature second only to the demon, and no one dared to provoke it or attract its attention.
I saw Jian carefully crawling to the dawn, raising his head, revealing a pointed face covered with fine silver hair from the black fluffy hair. It looked like a human but not human. Perhaps because of the small face, the two eyes were particularly big and round. Blinking, looking innocent, he looked at the dawn curiously, and then slowly stood up.
Li Xiao's eyes were in a trance, and he actually saw a trace of innocence in Jian's eyes. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind that even surprised him. Could it be that Wuxie was reborn in Jian's body?
In folklore, there are several kinds of rebirth of immortals, such as reincarnation, body seizing, corpse dismemberment... among them there is soul possession.
Since Wuxie is the main soul of the female demon, it is not impossible that after her body disappears, her soul will be attached to the body of Jian, who is also of the same lineage as the drought demon. There may also be an awakening process.
Thinking of this, Li Xiao couldn't control himself, desperately reminding himself that this is his opponent, the opponent who will kill him!
At this moment, Jian's big black and white eyes suddenly turned red, as if a drop of blood dropped into the clear water and spread quickly. In the blink of an eye, its whole body turned blood red. I don't know whether it was the skin turning red or the fine hairs turning red. Red, her little face changed, she opened her very small pointed mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth, sharp and sharp, like the fangs of some kind of animal, and thrust forward like lightning, aiming at Dawn's neck. Bite it down!
The aura of death suddenly awakened him at dawn, his Dantian became hot, and his innate instinct exploded. The world in front of him suddenly slowed down, but it did not affect Jian's speed. Obviously, its instinct was also innate.
But somewhere in the dark, Li Xiao seemed to have received some instructions. He turned his body to one side instantly, and with only a slight difference, his fangs bit into the empty space, making a crisp sound of porcelain.
It was obviously a little confused, and it took another bite, but it was empty, because Li Xiao turned sideways by a hair's breadth.
The spectators in the audience exclaimed in surprise. Jian's movements were very fast, too fast to be seen clearly, but Li Xiaoming clearly seemed to have stayed where he was and avoided it very easily.
Hu Buwei, who was in the front row, cast his surprised and suspicious eyes on the head of the medicine shop.
The face of Yao Xingshou is hidden under the wooden mask, sitting as calm as a mountain, calm and composed.
On the stage, Li Xiao wanted to fight back, but felt that he couldn't do anything against Jian, who might be innocently reborn. He hesitated and missed the opportunity.
At this time, Jian's little face returned to innocence and ignorance. Although the blood was still red, he looked at the dawn pitifully and opened his arms to hug him with great tenderness.
Li Xiao knew that he shouldn't have such an anthropomorphic feeling about it, but his head was confused for a while. He felt that the Jian in front of him looked like Wu Xie and Lin Qing'er. It was indescribably close and endearing. He forgot to dodge and let it go. With its body attached to it and the soft jade in his arms, he had never tasted that feeling in his life.
Suddenly, he felt two rows of hard things protruding from the soft jade, quickly reaching towards his ribs, like blades, piercing into his body, attacking his internal organs, causing severe pain...
At dawn, he felt that his internal organs were about to be dug out. He instinctively used all his strength to push outwards, but he didn't pull away. The two rows of blades seemed to have grown into his flesh. Looking at Yuan's hazy blood eyes, he His mind was confused, his body was weak, and he was willing to let it be slaughtered.
Jian's eyes!
On the line between life and death, I was enlightened at dawn. I immediately closed my eyes and stopped contact with its sight. My brain caught the fleeting light of inspiration and suddenly inserted the iron rod between myself and its chest. A cold line separated the nephrite. The body twisted to both sides, and finally broke out of the gentle land of death.
At dawn, he swept the iron rod in front of him several times before he dared to open his eyes. He saw a graceful girl standing not far away, with a pair of big bloody eyes looking at him lovingly. She was looking at him with two eyes. The bloody fingers were put into the mouth in turn to lick and suck, as if they were eating the most delicious food in the world.
It was obviously in the shape of a monkey, but it had an indescribable sense of enchantment, which made Li Xiao's body sway again.
In fact, not only Li Xiao, but almost all the male spectators were dazzled by the sight, and had the urge to be eaten by the cock willingly.
Most of the female spectators feel ashamed and ashamed of themselves.
A ferocious creature can charm all sentient beings. Sure enough, evildoers emerge from troubled times. The ancients sincerely did not deceive me.
Li Xiao felt that he couldn't get rid of Jian's fascinating gaze. He shouted loudly, opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow, but it bit his own tongue and awakened his mind that was almost lost.
He covered Jian with the corner of his eye, picked up the iron rod with both hands, and struck it down on the head. He no longer had any sympathy for the beauty. It was definitely not Wu Xie's rebirth, because Wu Xie would rather sacrifice himself than take his life!
"Giggle..." Jian let out a human-like shrill laugh, jumped back slightly, and the iron rod fell under its delicate feet, causing sparks to fly.
Dawn broke without delay, and he swung several sticks in succession, sparing no effort, swish, swish, swish...
The light and graceful body continued to roll backwards, and the black hair and glossy tail fluttered, which was extremely touching!
Dawn seemed to have the upper hand, forcing it to the edge of the ring, but not hurting it even a hair.
Jian's last flip turned into a limb hanging upside down on the net, like a big gecko. With a scream, it launched a counterattack without warning and kicked the iron rod at dawn.
"Ah!" He screamed at dawn, and he was thrown out like a broken sack with his stick and his body. He didn't even have time to dodge, he was too fast.
