What really saved the ears of everyone in Dingbeicheng was the reappearance of that disgusting aura.
Like a lovelorn rooster, it was crowing sadly, but a big hand strangled its throat.
"Sima Wei left a backup plan?"
"Is there still a Zoroastrian cult that is unwilling to give up and takes the opportunity to cause trouble? What else is valuable in Dingbei City? They just almost moved the city gate!"
The day before yesterday, after the Northwest King entered the city, that fleeting aura had never appeared in Dingbei City.
The disgust that comes from the bottom of my heart is so real, different from the fluctuations of emotions, it is purely a feeling.
Ling Muyun changed his position to sit cross-legged, released his true energy, and carefully felt any fluctuations in the air. A light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "At the Governor's Mansion!"
Thunder and lightning suddenly appeared all over his body, and then Ling Muyun turned into a stream of light and went straight to the Governor's Mansion.
Inside the Governor's Mansion.
"Trouble! This Ling's technique is really weird...even the mountain slips can't detect it..." The two figures merged into one, turned into a black cloud, and swept away from the city.
"Huh? Moving! Found me?"
Carefully capturing the movement direction of this aura, Ling Muyun turned around and approached it again at an extremely fast speed.
One ran and the other chased, always maintaining a distance of several miles.
"Play hard to get?" The breath flowed very quickly, but never disappeared. Ling Muyun could also clearly locate the location of the breath.
You chased me, and inadvertently we were thirty miles outside the city.
"Are you looking for me?" The mysterious figure stopped in front of Ling Muyun, waited for Ling Muyun to follow, and said.
The whole person was shrouded in a cloud of black energy, and the appearance and clothing could not be seen clearly, but in the voice of speaking, Ling Muyun concluded: female, not old.
"Who are you?" Ling Muyun stopped, and that disgusting aura hit his face.
"If you don't mind, Mr. Ling can call Jia Nianxi from the slave family." While Jia Nianxi was speaking, a black energy like a poisonous snake quietly approached Ling Muyun from the ground under the cover of night.
"Bang!" Ling Muyun struck a thunderbolt from his palm, knocking back the changing tentacles of the black energy: "I mean, my surname is Jia! No wonder it has a disgusting smell!"
Jia Jia, who was far away in Jiaozhou, sneezed for no reason, rubbed her nose subconsciously, turned around and fell asleep again.
"Master Ling, it seems that he has a big prejudice against the Jia surname!"
"You can't describe it as a stereotype, I just want to peel off my skin and get cramps!" Ling Muyun couldn't help but grit his teeth every time he thought about the salary being withheld.
If Jia Jia was paid the full monthly salary of Ling's direct lineage, would she have to listen to a song instead of standing in the back row?
Especially after personally experiencing the treatment at the front row table, Ling Muyun's hatred became even more intense.
Jia Nianxi no longer made secretive sneak attacks. The black energy spurted out like a cuttlefish and transformed into a long whip in mid-air. She held it in her hand: "Master Ling's words make me very disappointed!"
"Sure!" Jia Nianxi's words were endless, and the long whip in his hand followed the words and swept towards Ling Muyun's waist.
Ling Muyun had already been on guard. When he saw the whip coming, he bent his waist and dodged with an upper bow. Before his palm hit the ground, a thunderbolt from his palm was thrown out, which could not cover his ears.
Jia Nianxi didn't expect that Ling Muyun could fight back when he was dodging, and hurriedly dragged the whip, leaving a dark brown mark on the ground, with black smoke rising.
The long whip was retracted and turned into black energy again. Jia Nianxi quickly formed several mudras with his hands, forming a vortex of black energy in front of him, covering the oncoming palm thunder.
"Explode!" The corners of Ling Muyun's mouth raised, as if everything was in his plan.
Following his words, the palm thunder that was originally wrapped compressed into a ball and scurried left and right like a headless fly.
It seemed like it would tear apart the vortex and explode at any moment.
"Hmph!" Seeing that the thunder ball was about to break through its restraints, Jia Nianxi snorted coldly. More black energy surged out of his body and compressed at the same speed, causing the thunder ball to jump faster and faster.
"Poof!" With a muffled sound, the thunderball exploded, tearing a hole in the black air vortex.
With the help of lightning, Ling Muyun vaguely saw the other party's appearance: he looked less than ten years old and was quite well-behaved. If it weren't for the heavy make-up, he would have been said to have a girl next door.
Driven by Jia Nianxi, the black vortex enveloped the whole body again.
Obviously, the thunder in the palm did not cause any real harm to Jia Nianxi: "Master Ling's practice is much better than yesterday."
"Oh? Now that you know, do you want to feel the power of yesterday's thunder?" The thunder blast failed to hurt the enemy, which was beyond Ling Muyun's expectation.
Thunder Explosion is an advanced use of palm thunder recorded in "Grand Master Thunder Zhengfa".
If you become more refined, you will be like Ling Zheng, when the thunder in your palm is emitted, it will turn into a ball of thunder, and everything it passes will be turned into powder.
"Hehe, I'm not a stupid pig like She Qilan, standing still and letting you chop him!"
Like a poppy, her smile can captivate people, but Jia Nianxi's smile is even more like the sudden cry in the cemetery, which is eerie and terrifying.
"When Miss Jia smiles, she reminds me of someone! Every time this happens, I can't help but want to kill him with lightning!" The thunder and lightning in Ling Muyun's hand reappeared, and the thunder in his palm was ready to strike.
"Oh? I wonder who made Mr. Ling so angry?" Jia Nianxi's black energy shuttled back and forth throughout her body, and she responded to the unexpected thunder in her palm.
If it was an ordinary palm thunder, it would be okay to hit a few forcefully, but the thunder explosion that followed dissipated the black energy in her body for a while before she could resist it.
If he takes a few more notes, it will be true as Ling Muyun said. If he uses the thunder technique last night, he may not even have the strength to run away.
Neither of them acted rashly, and both were cautiously guarding against each other.
"My housekeeper's son, whose surname is Jia like yours, always deducts my monthly salary. I even wonder if he is the orphan of Jia Nanfeng, the poisonous queen of the former Jin Dynasty!"
The thunder explosion failed to work. At present, except for the Five Thunder Orders: Bathing Thunder, there is really no better way to fight the enemy. But as Jia Nianxi said, if you can avoid the Bathing Thunder, under the indiscriminate attack, you will be moved. Hit yourself in the foot with a stone.
Therefore, Ling Muyun used talking to delay time. While thinking about strategies to deal with the enemy, he secretly regretted that he had neglected to practice.
Unexpectedly, when Jia Nanfeng was mentioned, Jia Nianxi went crazy: "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, mother, someone misses you!"
Just when Ling Muyun was still thinking about the mystery contained in this sentence, a "person" floated out from behind Jia Nianxi: less than five feet tall, with nostrils pointing upward, lips wrapped around the ground, a dark complexion, and a large lump behind his eyebrows. birthmark.
What's even more shocking is that there are gold shavings flowing out from the seven holes of this "man", coupled with Jia Nianxi's laughter, it makes Ling Muyun think that he has arrived in the underworld and met someone who died in vain.
Especially the moment "she" came out, the entire city seemed to be filled with that aura, which was even stronger and disgusting.
"So that's it! It is said that Jia Nanfeng was ugly, short and black, and was poisoned to death by gold dust wine. It is true. However, Miss Jia's identity is becoming more and more difficult to understand."
It seemed that he was calm and talking freely, but in fact, Ling Muyun's heart was already filled with huge waves at this time.
As early as the first year of Yongkang, Jia Nanfeng was poisoned by Sima Lunji Jinzhijiu, but the appearance of the "person" in front of him was the same as recorded in historical books, especially the birthmark behind his eyebrows, which was exactly as described.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Jia Nanfeng in front of him, his expression dull and still retaining the terrifying face of being poisoned, Ling Muyun would even think that he had "seen a ghost".
But the more this happens, the more incredible it becomes.
Not to mention that the theory of ghosts and gods is illusory, the Jia Nanfeng in front of him is clearly a person, or in other words, a "corpse"!
Which family has such strange magic techniques, including the ability to manipulate corpses?
"Xiangxi? No, the Xiangxi Three Evil Corpse Exorcism Technique is not the Corpse Hiding Technique. How could Jia Nanfeng appear out of thin air? What on earth is it?"
