Charles was shot by Nanfeng and stabbed by Cheng Mo's flying sword, but he was still alive.
"Give me more blood!"
Charles' eyes were filled with anger, and he looked at Cheng Mo from afar.
The pastor of the beautiful country quickly started to breastfeed Charles.
Cheng Mo waved his hand, and the flying sword was withdrawn from Charles' body and stabbed him again!
"drink!"
Charles swung the tennis racket vigorously and knocked the flying sword away with a heavy blow.
"You are dead."
Charles stared angrily, with a ferocious look on his face, and stretched out his hand to wipe his neck.
Cheng Mo's face hardened: "Brother Nanfeng, he is threatening you!"
Nanfeng curled his lips: "Fart, he is obviously threatening you."
Even so, the two of them launched an attack, preparing to kill Charles here.
Charles snorted coldly, turned around and ran away, blending into the crowd.
The chosen ones of the beautiful country ran away very quickly, hiding in the mountains and disappearing in a short time.
Lin Tianqi looked at the direction they were leaving with red eyes, his heart filled with anger.
In this battle, even if Nanfeng, Cheng Mo, and Xiao Angran came to support them, the casualties in Area 381 were still very heavy.
Counting it all together, a total of 43 chosen ones were sacrificed in District 381 today, and now there are only 187 people left in the entire theater.
"Oh no, I really want to kill them all and avenge my brothers." Lin Tianqi said with anger on his face.
But he knew this was basically impossible.
He has the heart, but does not have the strength.
The overall strength of District 381 is still a little weaker.
Nanfeng walked slowly with a sniper rifle in one hand.
Cheng Mo had his hands behind his back, his face was calm, and he was limping behind Nan Feng.
There is no one else who can act cool even if he has a broken leg.
Nan Feng looked at everyone: "What do you mean, do you want to catch up and continue fighting? I still have half of my magic power, so I can fight again."
Xiao Angran asked for stability and said: "Don't pursue the enemy when you are poor. There are many people on the other side. It is very risky to continue to pursue. Forget it."
Cheng Mo spread his hands: "It's a pity. There must be a village chief opposite. I want to kill him to upgrade the village."
The two theaters that invaded Area 381 this time were Area 8 and Area 472.
Among them, the village chief of District 8, Mike, has died at the hands of Nanfeng, but the village chief of District 472 is still alive.
It's just that Nanfeng doesn't know who the other party is, otherwise he would definitely have targeted him just now.
Nan Feng stepped forward and patted Lin Tianqi on the shoulder without saying a word.
Everyone in Area 381 also recovered from the fierce battle. Looking at the corpses of their brothers around them, they couldn't help but feel sad.
The brother who was still laughing and joking yesterday has passed away today.
Tomorrow or accident, who will come first?
Nobody knows.
"The strength of our war zone is too weak." Lin Tianqi suddenly spoke. He looked at Nanfeng and others seriously, "Three brothers, I have something to ask you for help."
Nanfeng: "No need to ask for help. We are all compatriots. If you can help me, you will definitely help me."
Cheng Mo and Xiao Angran also nodded.
Lin Tianqi said: "I would like to ask your help to conquer the [Quartz Stone Cave]."
"We have found the [Quartz Stone Cave], but the strength in our battle zone is too weak. It takes a lot of time to kill the [Quartz Spirit], and the efficiency is very low."
"I originally planned to rush to level 15 today and take my brothers to attack the [Quartz Stone Cave] tomorrow. I didn't expect that something like this happened today..."
Except for Lin Tianqi, the Chosen Ones and Divine Weapons in Area 381 are all still [E-Level Peak].
On the other hand, the Chosen Ones in District 8 have already obtained a large amount of [Quartz Stone] in their war zone, and everyone's natal magic weapon is [D-level inferior].
It's normal for area 381 to be unable to beat area 8.
After hearing this, Nanfeng and others followed Lin Tianqi directly to the [Quartz Stone Cave] without any hesitation.
Unlike Area 48, the entrance of the [Quartz Stone Cave] in Area 381 is very small, and only two or three people can stand side by side.
The defense of [Quartz Spirit] is ridiculously high. It takes Lin Tianqi and the others ten minutes to kill one, and they may not even explode [Quartz Stone]. The efficiency is indeed very low.
But when the south wind comes, everything changes.
Nanfeng mentioned Gatlin and walked in the front: "Let me open a way for you!"
Firepower spurted out, and the [Quartz Spirit] blocking the road was instantly blown to pieces.
Cheng Mo murmured in a low voice: "Damn it, all my experience has been robbed by this kid."
Nanfeng smiled and said nothing, carrying Gatlin all the way forward.
After killing countless [Quartz Spirits] along the way, Nanfeng found that the front became wider and he had arrived at the cave in the middle of the mountain.
In this huge cave, [Quartz Spirits] are everywhere!
Nanfeng put away his gun: "This place is very wide and can be used freely. Brothers in Area 381, go up on your own. I won't steal your experience."
"Thank you!" Lin Tianqi nodded heavily and began to instruct his brothers to hunt down the [Quartz Spirit].
"Group of ten, form a team freely!"
"Melee combat to control hatred, long-range full output, daddy to increase blood..."
"The obtained [Quartz Stone] will be distributed to the remote brothers first to increase efficiency!"
Under the command of Lin Tianqi, everyone in Area 381 began to hunt down the [Quartz Spirit] in an orderly manner.
This ferocious beast's defense power is very high, but its attack power is not very good, so it is not a big threat.
The three people from Nanfeng stood aside and watched the battle, preparing to wait for the [Quartz Giant] to appear before taking action.
"In the small world of [Territory War], did you encounter Sikong Boxue? What happened next?"
Xiao Angran suddenly turned his head and looked at Nanfeng.
Speaking of this matter, Nanfeng thought of the terrifying pocket watch and the terrifying scene of more than two hundred brothers being instantly hypnotized.
Nanfeng's face was solemn: "Is Sikong Boxue too aggressive? He hypnotized our entire district by himself!"
Nanfeng described the situation at that time in detail, including the fact that when he returned to Area 527, everyone was suspicious and distrustful of each other, and he also spoke out.
When Cheng Mo heard this, he called out: "Is it true or false? Is there such an exaggeration? Don't blame me."
Xiao Angran's expression was serious: "It's true, Sikong's learned ability is indeed very terrifying."
As he said that, Xiao Angran looked at Nanfeng seriously, stretched out his hand and touched his nose: "You just said that the brothers in your war zone are suspicious of each other and don't trust each other?"
Nanfeng nodded: "Yes, it feels like there is a barrier between us, and we can't believe each other. But now after a day or two, this suspicion seems to have disappeared."
Xiao Angran shook his head: "I studied psychology for more than two years before traveling through time. In your situation, it is obvious that Sikong Boxue planted psychological hints."
Nanfeng was confused: "Psychological suggestion?"
Xiao Angran: "This is a very mysterious thing. I don't think any explanation can fully explain it. Let's give a simple example: [Dewdrops wet the sand wall, Mo Youxiao is silent]. What do you think of this poem? How about it?"
Nanfeng pondered for a moment: "Uh..."
Xiao Angran touched his nose: "Do you feel normal?"
Nan Feng nodded: "It's indeed quite average."
Xiao Angran touched his nose again: "If I say this poem was written by Li Bai, do you still think it is ordinary?"
Nanfeng was stunned: "This was written by Li Bai? Are you just talking nonsense here? But after saying this, I suddenly feel that this poem has a certain artistic conception."
Xiao Angran: "This can also be regarded as a kind of psychological suggestion. Li Bai is the poet in everyone's heart. Deep down in your heart, you will think that the poems he wrote must have special meanings, so you will feel that this poem has a different feeling. .”
Nanfeng nodded thoughtfully: "I seem to understand, but I don't seem to understand."
Xiao Angran: "To put it simply, Sikong Boxue has left some kind of hint in your hearts. When this hint is triggered, something uncontrollable will happen.".81zw.??m
Nan Feng reached out and touched his nose: "Why don't I believe it? I haven't even met him, so he can leave me psychological hints?"
Xiao Angran laughed: "Don't underestimate Sikong Boxue. You see, I have inadvertently planted a psychological suggestion on you."
Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, suddenly came to his senses, and glanced at his right hand that touched his nose.
Xiao Angran: "Every time I asked a question just now, I would subconsciously touch my nose. You didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but in your subconscious, a hint has been planted, that is, when you ask a question, you should You need to touch your nose.”
"Psychological suggestion is actually a subconscious ability of human beings to learn and imitate when facing a strange environment. It can also be understood as being assimilated by the environment."
"The first lesson my psychology teacher taught me back then was to touch my nose."
Nanfeng was a little frightened. He had been tricked out of nowhere?
But Nan Feng was still dissatisfied and said stiffly: "Just touch your nose, that's okay, right? If it's something dangerous, I definitely won't imitate it."
Xiao Aungran shook his head: "When many kinds of non-dangerous actions are combined, it becomes dangerous."
"I'll share with you a case: College student A was given a psychological suggestion. Every time he saw fruit, he would subconsciously lick his lips; his roommate B was also given a psychological suggestion. B thought that it was inappropriate to show off in public. Sticking out the tongue means that the person is gay, so every time he sees A licking his lips, he will show an expression of disgust; their roommate C has also been planted with psychological hints and will buy some fruit platter every day and go back to the dormitory. eat"
"You should be able to guess what happens next. When A sees the fruit bought by C every day, he will always lick his lips subconsciously. When B sees A sticking out his tongue to lick his lips, he thinks he is interested in him and feels disgusted, so he will use a Look at him with disgust."
"Over time, A and B had violent conflicts, quarreled, and fought each other. Finally one day, B stabbed A to death with scissors late at night."
"As their roommates, C and D saw A die in the dormitory with their own eyes and suffered a huge mental shock. In order to appease him, the school gave him a postgraduate guarantee."
Nanfeng and Cheng Mo looked at each other, their scalps numb.
This sounds like a real case!
Is this the so-called psychological suggestion? It's so terrifying!
Licking your lips, is that normal?
I don’t like seeing other people sticking out their tongues. Is that normal?
Is it normal to sell fruits to eat every day?
It is these three very normal behaviors that can lead to such terrible consequences.
Isn't it terrible that the person who planted psychological hints on them is terrible?
Cheng Mo felt a little dry in the mouth and was about to lick his lips, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it: "The person who planted psychological hints on the ABC trio should be D, right?"
Xiao Aungran chuckled and shook his head: "Wrong, it's C."
Cheng Mo suddenly felt even scarier.
Nanfeng took two deep breaths and looked at Xiao Angran seriously: "According to what you said, our entire district has been planted with psychological hints by Sikong Boxue, and problems may break out at any time?"
Xiao Angran nodded.
Nanfeng asked anxiously: "Then can you remove this hint? In other words, do you know what hint he planted for us?"
Xiao Angran thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I'm only a half-dabbler, not at the same level as Sikong Boxue."
"I can't even hypnotize a single person, but he can exert psychological suggestions to the chosen ones in several war zones through text and let them kill each other. This gap is huge."
"But I guess that everyone in your war zone must be afraid of something."
Nanfeng was stunned: "What?"
Xiao Angran suddenly showed an extremely weird smile, and he reached out and took out an item from his backpack.
It was a silver-white pocket watch!
The hair on Nanfeng's body stood up, and his heart seemed to have been hit hard!
Uh-huh!
Nanfeng took out the Desert Eagle with his backhand and put it on Xiao Angran's forehead!
You...Sikong is knowledgeable! ?
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
