At four o'clock in the morning, a ray of white appeared in the sky. The morning sun had no temperature. The soft white light shone on the frozen lake, and the cold air was lingering, like a fairyland.
The men in black on the ice were covered with a layer of white frost and were completely motionless. The men in black on the shore seemed to have lost most of their activity in the cold air.
"What happened to them?"
As a vampire, Yang Qianji should not be afraid of the cold. The temperature of the pond seemed to be too low. It was close to Yang Qianji's critical point. She shivered involuntarily.
"These men in black are difficult to deal with. They don't need to breathe, have no heartbeat, and are invulnerable. But they seem to have a fatal weakness."
Muzishan pointed to the backpack behind a man in black and said
"Those backpacks should be their life support system. Those people may have never thought of fighting in such a low temperature environment. At minus 20 degrees Celsius, most machines will have problems. The temperature here is at least minus 30 degrees Celsius. .”
As he said that, Muzishan shot out a stream of energy on those backpacks.
"It seems that this lively night is finally over."
"Chiji..."
"What's wrong."
"you shut up."
Muzishan has been teasing Yang Qianji that her mouth was opened by the ancestor of their blood race, and she has always been a good but not a bad spirit.
At this time, Yang Qianji also noticed something was wrong. The man in black, who was originally down, actually started to move. The man in black, whose backpack was shattered, burst out with stronger strength and faster speed than before.
An arm knife was stabbed towards Muzishan's heart. Everything happened so fast and suddenly that neither Muzishan nor Yang Qianji could react. When the tip of the knife came into contact with Muzishan's skin, Muzishan rarely made a handprint. The extremely hard alloy arm knife suddenly became as soft as noodles.
Muzishan's handprint is called the Yin-Yang Subversion Seal. Yin and Yang are infinite, and the universe is reversed. Muzishan changed the properties of objects in the moment just now. This method is a usage of the Hunyuan Qi Zhongqi that Master Zhang passed down to Mu Zishan.
After the man in black struck out with all his strength, he seemed to have lost all his energy and fell to the ground motionless.
Before he could think about it, more attacks came. This attack came from all directions, from heaven and earth. Muzi Mountain, standing on the Taihu stone in the center of the pond, had absolutely nowhere to retreat at this moment.
At this time, Yang Qianji wanted to help Mu Zishan block an attack from one direction, but Mu Zishan grabbed her by the back of the neck and threw her straight upward.
Muzishan roared and opened his aura field. In Muzishan's aura field, he can attract or repel all energy. For example, if a gust of wind blows towards Muzi Mountain, he can make it go back wherever it comes from.
When he was in Southeast Asia, Muzishan was once surrounded by hundreds of people who shot at him. After the bullets came out of the gun, they did not hit Muzishan, but shot at the gunmen.
At this moment, a tragic scene occurred. The entire arm of the man in black suddenly flung back against the laws of human body movement. Under the opposite force, some of the man in black's arms exploded on the spot, and even more tragically, half of his body was torn apart.
The leaping man suddenly fell and hit the ground hard, hitting the thick ice, and his lower body was instantly smashed into a pulp. The most miserable thing was those who swung their arm knives. Under the reaction force, the knives on their arms completely lost control. They would either cut themselves open or cut open their companions around them.
Yang Qianji once asked Mu Zishan why the same person couldn't bear the blow in the opposite direction if his body could bear it and caused huge damage.
Mu Zishan explained that if it were explained in an abstract way, it would be like the water of the Yellow River suddenly flowing back, even if it is only for a moment, what would be the consequences? There is no doubt that such a result must be devastating. Then he explained in relatively scientific terms that the most powerful boxers can punch nearly as much force as a meal. Such great strength cannot be born with it. This requires long-term training. Only by gradually building up muscles can and bones can get used to withstanding such a large force, but no one would practice hitting backwards with the same force.
If the physical body cannot bear the weight, it can only disintegrate.
Yang Qianji also said at that time that she also wanted to try this feeling. She said that her muscle control was not comparable to that of ordinary people, but Mu Zishan perfunctorily passed it.
In one breath, almost none of the nearly one hundred men in black was intact. The entire Jiangnan garden turned into a flesh and blood purgatory.
This is why Muzishan doesn't like to use his own aura field. The rules are too simple and just too violent. Mu Zishan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, concentrating his energy.
"The blood of these people is black. Who are they?"
Muzishan took a long breath. Open your eyes and say
"We have met several strong men trained by Scientology in the past few years. What do you think of those people?"
"Awesome, super physical fitness, inhuman reaction speed, and an iron will to fight to the death. If these people were placed in ancient times, they would be perfect royal deadpools. They would never be able to cultivate them within thirty years."
"I heard Qin Dao tell me that they go to great lengths to create these apocalyptic warriors. They divided these apocalyptic warriors into nine levels. So guess how many people have failed to withstand their test and are improving? I was eliminated during the leveling process.”
"You're saying a lot of people died in their experiments."
"Yes, many people must have died on the way to becoming strong,"
Yang Qianji took a deep breath.
"Yes, you guessed it right. These men in black should be the corpses of those losers. Their path is so domineering, it is simply against the will of heaven."
"Everyone is dead, why can't we rest in peace?"
"You are thinking like a Chinese."
"That's not what they think. These corpses are also a resource for them."
"Inhumane."
Muzishan smiled, he couldn't even stand a vampire anymore.
"Of course you need to be rewarded for your investment. When these people choose to join, they are not qualified to rest in peace after death."
"Then what are these backpacks? After you break them, they won't be able to do anything anymore."
"Blood circulation provides them with necessary nutrients."
"Bah! Such a cruel method."
"I think they may have borrowed some of the vampire's secret methods. You can take a look."
Yang Qianji frowned when she heard this and kicked an iron backpack to pieces. A pool of black blood flowed out of the backpack. Then she placed her palms over the blood.
Muzishan didn't know what Yang Qianji was doing, but he didn't interrupt Yang Qianji. Not long after, the black blood on the ground began to smoke and began to collect under Yang Qianji's palm.
Yang Qianji jumped away and hid behind Muzishan.
"What's wrong?"
"It's kind of like the power of a vampire, but not quite."
"What's the meaning."
"It's like, the difference between orangutans and humans."
"Whether the vampire is a gorilla or a human."
"Of course we are humans. These black bloods have some powers similar to ours, but they are not complete, as if they have not evolved well."...
"It must be clear."
"This black blood is like a synthetic thing. It looks like the blood of vampires, but it has no vitality and no soul."
"No wonder you seem a little afraid of these black bloods. Will they infect you?"
"A feeling of panic. I'm sure that direct contact with this black blood will not do anything good."
"According to what you said, can this black blood also give these people in black the ability to heal themselves like your vampires?"
"Yes, it's very possible. If you weren't here today, the Xiang family might really be in danger."
"No, Qi Lu and Qin Dao are both better than me. Even Xiaoxiao is not far behind."
Yang Qianji pointed around the pond and said
"They may not be able to do it
When you are like this, you can kill all these men in black in an instant. They are likely to be in a tug-of-war. As long as one or two of these things escape, the Xiang family will inevitably suffer casualties. "
"Yeah, if a dozen of them run out, the consequences will be disastrous." Muzishan sat down, leaning against the Taihu stone, looking at the sun that had just emerged.
...
In the Shiwan Mountains in southern China, there is a newly built Miao village. There are hundreds of stilted buildings of various styles, large and small, in the woods surrounded by mountains and rivers.
The sun has just emerged, and people in the village are already busy.
Legend has it that a pair of fairy-like men and women suddenly descended here five years ago. The man was tall and mighty, wearing silver armor, like a heavenly soldier descending to earth. That woman combines all the beauty in the world and is simply a fairy.
They settled down in this picturesque landscape. The men hunted and the women took care of the house. They lived like this for a year until their child was born.
After that, the man began to travel around the Miao villages. Every time he entered a Miao village, he would take away hundreds of Miao people and join his tribe.
The man was born with supernatural powers and could split mountains and rocks with his bare hands. No one could refuse him, and soon this man was regarded as a god by the Miao people.
Their village soon became a tribe of a thousand people.
In the deepest part of the Miao Village, there are stilted buildings built on the mountainside. A man, a woman and their three children lived in it.
The woman was lying on a big bed made of logs. Her body was weak, her face was pale, and her breath was like a gossamer. She seemed to be terminally ill and dying, but this did not affect the woman's beauty at all.
The man was sitting by the bed. There was no sadness on his face, only infinite tenderness. He was giving medicine to his wife.
The woman opened her eyes and reluctantly pushed the man's hand away.
"General, no need."
"Madam, have you really decided to leave like this?"
"I've been very happy in the past few years. It's beautiful here. It's like living in a fairyland. People can't be too greedy. I'm content."
"But madam, our child is still young. You know, as long as you get out of these mountains and grab some medicine, your disease should be curable."
"No need, you and I will get into trouble if we appear in the world. General, don't you recognize who the Taoist priest who rescued us is?"
"He is Zhang Liang."
"Yes, he betrayed the King of Han and came here in disguise. Thanks to him, our family has lived here for five years. How can we let down this kindness?"
The man didn't hesitate, he hugged the woman and said some love words. After a while, the man took out some rouge and gouache he made and began to paint the woman's eyebrows.
In this intense love the woman closed her eyes.
Five years after the Battle of Gaixia, Yu Ji left that world happily after giving birth to three children, two boys and one girl, for Xiang Yu.
