At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the sun disappeared behind a cloud.
Less than an hour has passed since Yang Xiaoxiao and Xiaolang fought off the last wave of black corpses, and Ceylon Square has become a white world.
The early morning sun provided a brief window of visibility. What Yang Xiaoxiao didn't expect was that an even worse dense fog was still to come. In just a few minutes, the visibility nearby was already less than 20 meters. If you accidentally encountered a puff of fog, the visibility would even plummet to less than 10 meters.
As a qualified assassin, this environment should have been Yang Xiaoxiao's favorite hiding place. But unfortunately, she was in the light at this time, and the enemy was in the dark. No matter what she was doing, she felt like she was being watched.
It feels really uncomfortable to go from being a butcher to being a fish on the chopping board.
I heard Fu Lianhe mention this "elephant trunk curve" before at the base. It was meteorology knowledge he learned in an elective course in college. It's a pity that Yang Xiaoxiao remembered it too late, otherwise she would have escaped first no matter what.
Walking in the center of the square, surrounded by thick white fog, Yang Xiaoxiao could only judge roughly where he had gone by the number of steps he had taken.
It's not like she hasn't thought about leaving here to find rescue first. A whole day has passed since she fell into the fog, and the people in Langya City must be looking for her. But they don't know what's going on here, the vicious intentions of this mysterious force, and they don't know who she meets here... What if she rushes out of the city to rescue her? What if she is ambushed?
I was thinking about it, but I heard a few roars in front of me, and there seemed to be a monster waving its claws in the fog, and it was about to emerge from the next moment.
"Here we go again." Yang Xiaoxiao secretly gritted her teeth in anger, "Is it over or not?"
A group of ordinary black corpses emerged from the mist. After being torn and bitten by the little wolf, many special feelings emerged from all directions, and the number almost surrounded this person and the wolf.
At this time, the sun appeared and penetrated the clouds to illuminate the world. The light and shadow in the center of the vast white fog swayed, and the fog was unevenly dense, blurring Yang Xiaoxiao's vision.
In silence, Yang Xiaoxiao suddenly caught two golden lights coming from the corner of his eye.
"brat!"
She shouted to warn the little wolf, but she narrowly avoided the attack of the light arrow.
But the little wolf was shot, and a black bloody hole immediately appeared on his belly. The edge of the wound was scorched black as if it had been burned, and blood quickly flowed out along the wound as if it were free.
"Ouch..." The pain turned into a sad cry at this moment.
The man in the mist seemed surprised, as if he didn't expect that this casual attack would be effective. He immediately thought of something and laughed to himself.
"The defense will be reduced after becoming huge, so that's it, hahaha..."
Yang Xiaoxiao was anxious and angry, her knuckles turning white from her soft little hands. She hurriedly shouted: "Stupid dog, change back quickly."
The little wolf quickly shrunk back to its normal size. The little guy, which was dozens of centimeters long, flashed and moved in the mist, nimbly dodging the incoming light arrow attacks. For a moment, the man behind the scenes was unable to hit again. The man suddenly became fierce, and the light arrows formed a rain of arrows, which densely covered the direction of the little wolf, instantly blocking all its escape routes.
"Little beast, let me see where you are going to hide this time."
Suddenly, a soft howl appeared ten meters away. The man watched helplessly as countless light arrows hit the bricks of the square, turning the pieces of marble into layers of powder. He opened his mouth and cursed: "What the hell, Phantom? You're treating this little The mark of the beast became a servant?"
The "you" in the question naturally refers to Yang Xiaoxiao. The latter watched the little wolf disappear into the fog and disappeared, and then he was in the mood to ridicule that person.
"Better a beast than an ungrateful man," she said.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." The man replied.
The little wolf dragged his injured body and ran away. This time, the only target of the light arrow was Yang Xiaoxiao. The man in the fog found a new way to play, and kept harassing Yang Xiaoxiao with light skills, making him physically and mentally exhausted from the battle with the black corpse.
The mist is composed of water vapor. Under the sunlight, it feels like you are in a maze of light and shadow. The kaleidoscope-like reflected light reflects on Yang Xiaoxiao's face, which can easily cause visual errors. Inadvertently, a light blade grazed his neck and immediately cut off a strand of chestnut brown hair.
Yang Xiaoxiao was sweating coldly. At this moment, she felt a slight chill coming from her. A long and narrow wound on the snow-white neck was slowly oozing out a trace of blood.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Cengcengceng" many hidden weapons flew over and hit them in the direction where the laughter came from. One of them seemed to have hit the target. Because the other party's laughter stopped suddenly, and his screams of pain were mixed with curses.
"Damn it, that stinky woman Chen Xinyan."
The other party's guess was correct. Yang Xiaoxiao did learn this hidden weapon skill from Chen Xinyan.
"Hahaha, Zhou Jin, you quack like a duck. Did grandma hit your lifeblood? Hahaha..."
But then she couldn't laugh anymore. The other party's revenge came very quickly, and the light skills swept in like a violent storm, sometimes even hitting the black corpses in her own camp. Yang Xiaoxiao was forced to use shadow clones three times, and was thrown out of the darkness three times to kill all the clones. Later, Yang Xiaoxiao hadn't used her skills for a long time. She didn't have much crystal energy reserves at the early stage of the third level, so she wanted to save some for use when breaking through.
Gradually, the opponent's light skills were no longer used unscrupulously. Yang Xiaoxiao seemed to have lost sight of that person. Apart from her breathing, the whole square was filled with black corpses screaming "ho ho".
The first batch of black zombies have long been dead, but more special black zombies are joining the battle. Under the control of the man behind the scenes, these black corpses were like puppets on strings. Every move was a formation, and the offensive and defensive advance and retreat were coordinated in an orderly manner. Many times, Yang Xiaoxiao's offense did not go smoothly.
But only in this way can Yang Xiaoxiao be sure that the other party is still nearby and has not left her to chase Xiaolang.
Strong dense fog cannot last long in daylight, and after three hours of fierce sunlight, visibility returned to normal levels. At this time, Yang Xiaoxiao, who was exhausted from killing all the black corpses and leaning against the wall like a dead dog, finally saw Zhou Jin.
He walked confidently out of the remaining curls of white mist. He was still tall, with a shiny hairstyle that was parted three-seven, and wore an Ouroboros seal on his chest.
He looked exactly the same as before he left the gas station, except that both hands were gone. Not only the palms and wrists, but also a pair of forearms are gone. Where the forearms were originally, a pair of shining golden alloy arms were fixed from the crooks of the elbows. One was a bionic manipulator, and the other was an iron hook like those worn by pirates.
"Hahaha, no wonder you hide in the fog and don't dare to see anyone. You are a useless person who doesn't even have a hand. I wonder if you can still hold a lightsaber?"
The more Yang Xiaoxiao talked, the more relieved she became, "I wonder, when you comfort yourself, do you use that prosthetic hand? Or do you use this iron hook? You can't use them interchangeably, how fresh it is, hahaha..."
When Zhou Jin heard this, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face. He secretly gritted his teeth amidst Yang Xiaoxiao's arrogant laughter and commented: "The damn duck has a tough mouth."
Seeing Yang Xiaoxiao's embarrassed look, Zhou Jin smiled again. He said arrogantly: "I have kept you alive until now, you should thank me."
"Bah, you are so shameless." Yang Xiaoxiao spat at Zhou Jin's feet, "My life has always been earned by myself."
She looked at the fallen black corpses all around, and said with ridicule in her tone: "What do you say about these black corpses? You bully the few with more, but you are really yours."
Looking at these dead black corpses, Zhou Jin seemed to be very painful, but he tried to stay calm and said to Yang Xiaoxiao: "I admit that you are much more difficult to deal with than I thought, but that's the end of it."
"Then why don't you kill me?" Yang Xiaoxiao shouted, secretly concentrating the remaining crystal energy in his body.
The long battle not only exhausted her physical strength, but also exhausted her crystal energy reserves. Nowadays, even the most ordinary first-order evolver is richer than Yang Xiaoxiao. She only had one chance to use "shadow clone" or "confusion" once, and she was waiting for the moment Zhou Jin showed his flaws.
"Kill you? Of course I will kill you. But if I keep you here, not only can you kill me, but I can also kill others!"
"Who else? What do you mean!"
"You don't understand? Oh, right, I forgot, you are just a junior high school student." Seeing Yang Xiaoxiao's anxiety, Zhou Jin smiled even more heartily, "If you surround them, you must save them and destroy their reinforcements. This is called the art of war. Don't you understand?"
"You want to use me to attract Sister Xinyan?"
"Otherwise? Could it be that damn brother of yours? I would like to kill him with my own hands, but it's a pity..."
"What's a pity?"
"Too bad you'll never see him!"
For a moment, Yang Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, and she looked at Zhou Jin smiling ferociously. Listening to the other party's voice full of hatred and resentment, my mind suddenly went blank.
"I owe these arms to their father and son. I can't wait to eat their flesh and bones every day! It's a pity that Yang Bensheng is not in the city, otherwise not only Lang Hua, I want them all to die in this explosion! Six rocket launchers! Hahaha, even an elephant cannot survive..."
