killing array

Style: Fantasy Author: white kiteWords: 2229Update Time: 24/01/18 23:53:12
The village chief sighed and signaled Fang Yingxing to relax, "Little friend, if I wanted to harm her, would I still pick her back up? And can she still be safe and sound after so many years?"

Fang Yingxing calmed down for a moment, and Shen thought about it, it was indeed true. Moreover, the opponent is a Yin-Yang monk, so if he really wants to take action, he has no chance of winning.

He took a deep breath and looked at the village chief, "Village Chief, if that's the case, why do you want to take her in? I know the laws of Tianzicheng. It seems to be a big crime to adopt the dark tribe. You..."

The village chief looked at the somewhat immature child with deep eyes, "Her parents saved our village. That year, there was a bloody riot and her hometown was destroyed."

He paused and continued: "Her parents knew that they would not live long, so they entrusted this child to us, and then helped us fight off the Blood Rebellion at the cost of burning their lives."

Fang Yingxing knew about that battle, and Li Yu's parents also died in that battle. Indeed, the power of the Blood Chaos clan is very strong on Dao Star, and its people are also the most cruel and bloody, pursuing chaos and misfortune.

Now he knew why the people in the village were cold towards her. Some people did not dare to pay attention to her, otherwise they would be implicated once the child was discovered. Some people also had a natural hatred towards the Dark Tribe.

As for why you don’t tell your children about this...

When Fang Yingxing thought of Li Yu's big speaker, he immediately understood.

After watching the village chief disappear into the night, he immediately turned to look at the sleeping face of the little girl. There was a trace of peace and tranquility on her face, as if she had found a piece of pure land of her own in a dream.

After repeatedly observing that she was fine, Fang Yingxing sighed and began to meditate. There is still a long way to go before opening up a second spirit. He smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, this road is not easy to follow."

At dawn, the first ray of light in the morning shines on Fang Yingxing's face, waking him up from his practice. The air is mixed with the breath of spring soil, and there is also a hint of the fragrance of flowers. Through this dilapidated wooden house, there is a vague feeling. Adds some peaceful atmosphere.

Fang Yingxing looked at the quilt on his body in surprise, then turned to look at the bed. Ba Twelve had disappeared.

He immediately jumped up and felt like his heart was about to burst out of his throat. As soon as he rushed to the door, he heard Ba Twelve's childish voice, "Brother, where are you going?"

A big stone fell in his heart. He turned his head and looked at a small door. The door was covered by a cloth last night. He didn't look at it carefully, so he ignored it.

Ba Twelve's eyes were curved into two crescents, the corners of her mouth were raised, revealing a row of neat little teeth, and her face was full of innocence and vitality.

She pulled Fang Yingxing and entered the room mysteriously. Then she walked to a small box, took out a steamed bun and handed it to Fang Yingxing.

Fang Yingxing was stunned for a moment, looking at her smile, he felt something inexplicable in his heart.

Ba Twelve smiled even brighter when he saw Fang Yingxing taking the steamed buns, "Thank you, brother, for saving me yesterday."

Fang Yingxing touched her head gently and slowly took a bite of the steamed bun. He could tell that this was something the little girl treasured. His eyes could see that there was a lot of hard food in the box. This piece might be the freshest. .

After leaving Ba Twelve's family, Fang Yingxing thought a lot. This time, due to his mistake, the children who trusted him almost lost their lives.

If you were at a higher level, you might be able to see through the Mori Rabbit's tricks.

He clenched his fists so hard that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

All regrets are caused by lack of ability. If I had been strong enough back then, would Master Yun Leng, the ancestor, have survived?

There is a belief that keeps amplifying in his mind - to become stronger!

The next day, he told Li Yu to train the children according to his requirements, leave some corresponding combat skills, and then left, telling them that he would be back.

Facing the morning sun and walking on the road, he walked towards the forest. When leaving, Li Yu nervously told him for the first time that there were dangerous places in the forest, and there were more than one. The village chief almost died in it. , you know, the village chief had just entered the Yin and Yang realm at that time.

He gradually went deeper into the forest, and as night approached, he felt an aura of crisis that made his hair stand on end.

He quickly climbed up the tree, hiding his aura, and observed with the Eternal Eye.

In the distance, there is a group of people, each with their heads wrapped in red cloth, which is obvious even in the middle of the night.

Fang Yingxing couldn't help feeling sick when he saw clearly what was carried on the human spears. They turned out to be human bodies, some of which were still struggling weakly and making painful sounds.

Fang Yingxing forcibly suppressed his killing intent. The strength of the group of people was extraordinary, and they had all created spirits. The strongest one had already created three spirits. If he tried to kill them forcefully, he would surely perish.

He followed them secretly, using the power of starlight to hide his aura, hoping to see their destination and wait for an opportunity.

Because he was worried about being discovered, he didn't stay close, but the strong smell of blood still floated into his nose, making him even more angry. He finally confirmed the identity of this team, they turned out to be the Blood Rebellion clan!

A sudden change occurred, and suddenly there were formations flashing in this area. An extremely wide-ranging killing town suddenly appeared and attacked the Blood Chaos tribe. In just a few breaths, several Blood Chaos tribe members at the first level of Creation Spirit were killed. Beheading, even the consciousness was wiped out.

Fang Yingxing wanted to applaud, but instead of applauding, he wanted to curse because the killing array was also attacking him.

The triggering condition for this killing array was the aura of the Blood Chaos clan, but the target of the attack was not identified. Even Fang Yingxing was being attacked and killed at this moment.

After a rough estimate, this may be a third-level spirit-creating formation. No matter how brave Fang Yingxing is, he doesn't dare to take it hard again and again.

He used the Star Fist to smash several killing swords, as tough as he was. At this time, the tiger's mouth was also shattered, and blood spattered out.

When he saw several more killing swords flying towards him, he couldn't hold back his anger. His eyes flashed and he rushed towards the Blood Chaos clan.

At this moment, the Blood Chaos tribe was in a state of panic and roaring. The only strong man of the third level of spiritual creation could only barely protect a few more important seedlings.

Fang Yingxing's expression became more and more weird, and those killing swords seemed to be more optimistic about him, and the number of killing swords chasing him increased instead of decreasing.

After feeling it carefully, he found that the aura in those killing swords was so familiar to him that it turned out to be dark matter.

It seems that the owner of the killing array is the Dark Tribe...

Feeling Fang Yingxing's eternal pupils at this moment, of course he instinctively rushed towards Fang Yingxing.

Fang Yingxing was greeting the master of the formation fiercely in his heart. He wanted to lift the Eternal Eyes, but if he did so, with his cultivation and without the speed blessing of the power of the stars, he would only be able to last a little longer than those blood chaos tribes who were quickly killed. It’s just time.

So he decided to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

Soon, the blood chaos monk who was desperately resisting saw something flash past and found that there were suddenly more killing swords aimed at him.

After all, the killing sword that is further away from Fang Yingxing still prefers the blood chaos monks who are closer.

Fang Yingxing even saw a blood chaos monk who saw him before he died and cursed him fiercely. What? It must be an important culture of the Blood Chaos tribe.