Seeing that she seemed to have a trump card in her unhurried manner, Zhang Yunqing ignited a small hope in his heart: "Do you have any solution?"
Although the person next to her who was paralyzed by a beating was only at the second level of qi training, she was able to refuse Xuanjian Sect's disciples, and she still showed no fear in this life-and-death situation, as if she was sure that she would not die here.
What does this mean? She must have 100% confidence!
In Zhang Yunqing's eyes, Xie Jingsong is well-spoken and neatly dressed. Even though he doesn't know why he has a mysterious liking for twigs and even puts them on his head, his slightly mysophobic behavior and the upbringing shown in his gestures show that She is definitely not one of those illiterate bastards.
Even someone like her who ran away from home asked someone for an amulet, so how could such a rare genius not be prepared with some tricks?
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Yunqing's thinking was more or less reasonable, but the problem was that the person she was sizing up was not a normal thing.
Xie Jingsong, who really didn't have any means to save her life, turned her head to avoid the piece of flesh that attacked her, and her tone was as casual as if she was talking about her family: "I can't help it, I'm already thinking about how to die in a dignified way. Anyway, this place has beautiful scenery... …”
Zhang Yunqing didn't understand and was shocked. He almost threw the amulet he was holding tightly in his hand at her face: "What terrible things are you thinking about?"
"That's right. What are you thinking about?" It was clear that he could not swing the frost sword in his hand until it flew up. Jiang Yanxue heard this question and subconsciously followed, "Guess why the skinned ghost is called the skinned ghost? Just hold on, and the three of us will become this soft flesh!"
"Um???"
There was a thunder on the ground, and Xie Jingsong jumped up on the spot and dodged the blow sideways. She rolled around on the ground twice to avoid the soft flesh that was trying to wrap around her, and a second look finally appeared on her half-dead face: horror.
Before even having time to dust off the ashes, Xie Jingsong's fingers were so busy that he wanted to write a lot of "fire" characters in a row, burning a circle of fire around him.
After barely clearing the vacuum, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled Zhang Yunqing behind her with a backhand, not forgetting to ask: "Say it again? What the hell?"
Zhang Yunqing was startled by her actions. When he came to his senses, the person was already in the ring of fire: "Aren't you paralyzed from exhaustion?"
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the fish monster suddenly exerting force. Jiang Yanxue grabbed the gap and made a sword move. When the cold light flew, he jumped to their side with a light jump. While recalling the frost sword, he held a sword flower in his hand and asked in confusion: "Don't you know?"
"..."
"?"
A deep feeling of powerlessness surged into Xie Jingsong's heart, but after thinking about it, she realized that the last person who left her speechless seemed to be Ji Shi?
No, what's wrong with the sword cultivators of your Xuanjian Sect?
Although I really want to kill this bastard thing with a brain circuit that doesn't look like a normal person at all, but now is obviously not the time. Xie Jingsong glanced across the way and found that the thing was still there, staring at the three of them in a humane manner.
She didn't think it was a good thing to humanize ghosts, especially a lump of flesh that didn't even have a human form. Xie Jingsong bumped Jiang Yanxue with her elbow and signaled him to tell him what he knew quickly.
The reason why the Skinner is so famous that Jiang Yanxue gave up his struggle on the spot as soon as the sound came out is not only because it is cunning and hard to find, but also because it loves living, peeling, people, and skins.
The skinned ghosts are good at surrounding people with their spider web-like soft flesh. They store a kind of poison. When these soft flesh stick to the body for a certain period of time, the poison will seep into the body through the human skin. When the prey is completely unable to resist, it will become a pig or sheep in its hands that can be slaughtered.
The beautiful ones were peeled off and used as clothes, and the ugly ones were dried in the sun. The bones were used as firewood, and the flesh of the body was assimilated into its parts. The internal organs were used as food reserves and placed in the body. When you feel hungry one day, take out a piece and eat it.
One-stop service ensures that no bones remain.
But this arrangement is very unfriendly to humans!
...More than being unfriendly, Xie Jingsong said it was difficult to comment on this.
"I think... we can still save it."
Rather than being assimilated into this indescribable thing, she would rather burn herself to ashes with fire.
Jiang Yanxue held the frosty sword and looked at death as though he were dead and said: "How to save?"
The weakness of the Skinner is that its body is correct, so it is so cunning that it appears directly in front of the three of them, with contempt beyond words.
Zhang Yunqing took out the crumpled amulet, pursed his bloodless lips and thought for a few seconds before stuffing it into Xie Jingsong's hand: "This amulet can block a fatal blow..."
No matter what the situation is, she is always the one being protected, and cannot help at all. This kind of life of being a burden is as endless as her life!
However, before she finished speaking, the eyes of the person she had stuffed the talisman with lit up: "Huh? Wait?"
Her mouth moved reflexively: "It would be best if I can help you. If I can't help you, don't give it back to me. Who cares..."
"No! It's a big help! Brother Stubborn, protector!"
Xie Jingsong stretched out her index finger to cover Zhang Yunqing's lips to stop her from continuing to speak. Then she closed her eyes and felt it carefully, and disassembled the direction of the true energy in the talisman on the spot.
Jiang Yanxue complained: "Who the hell is Brother Stubborn!"
As he said this, the movements of his hands were not slow, and he swung the frost sword so fiercely that it almost left an afterimage. The flames were blown everywhere by the sword wind, and then scattered by the soft flesh that seemed to be slowly adapting to their temperature.
The small circled safe zone was crushed bit by bit by powerful enemies. In addition to being grateful for its contempt for being able to fight until now, I am also grateful that the Skinner is a slow-heating type of ghost.
After feeling the remaining energy in her body, Jiang Yanxue realized that the situation was not good and reminded: "I can't last long, when will you get better!"
Level crushing is always present, which means the opponent has more Chi stored up and they slowly deplete it. It can take a long time with patience, and they can only fail once.
Xie Jingsong, who had many inspirations flashing through his mind but couldn't connect them together, choked out: "Wait a minute."
Talisman, talisman paper, talisman Tao, dictionary, word spirit, moon setting in the sky...
The talisman that Zhang Yunqing pushed over was actually very normal. It was a prop that the talisman cultivated by condensing the true energy on the tip of the pen and drawing it carefully stroke by stroke. This was also the method that Xie Jingsong first tried.
It's not difficult to re-engrave it. She might be able to overcome this talisman by just writing the word "roy" casually, but the problem is that the energy in her body is not enough to support the writing of the word. To be precise, she couldn't construct this system. After all, she couldn't draw the simple word "wind".
Although Xie Jingsong usually loves fishing and is too lazy to move, and is so content with the situation that she still pretends to be dead at a critical moment of life and death, it does not mean that her mind is empty.
As far as Talisman is concerned, there is a classic compliment: "A little light becomes a talisman, and the world wastes ink and ink in vain."
She is undoubtedly such a genius.
But the time spent in contact with this area is too little. No matter what she does, she can't break free from the shackles of true energy, unless she has an inexhaustible source of true energy...
etc! Her spiritual roots!
Just as this fleeting spiritual light was held in her hands, the panicked sound exploding in her ears was intertwined with the sound of a long sword piercing the air. A dazzling cold light flashed across her eyes, running towards her without any trace, and circled behind her to prepare a mouthful. Swallow her soft flesh.
Then there was a long and distant "ding", which came from the trembling sound of the frost sword nailed to the tree.
When Jiang Yanxue was exhausted, she had quick eyesight and quick hands. She swung the sword in her hand and cut off the soft flesh of the unruly sneak attack. However, she was unable to fight anymore and smashed her face to the ground: "I really... …It won’t work anymore…”
Xie Jingsong knelt down and rubbed his dog's head, and smiled: "It's okay, leave it to me."
She stood up and stretched out her hand, with her palm facing down and her fingers hanging down naturally. With just a chuckle, a ball of silvery light gathered here.
got windy.
Zhang Yunqing pressed down the skirt that was almost blown open, but couldn't care about the long hair flying everywhere. He simply found a place to sit, curled up into a ball and asked loudly: "What is this!"
The strong wind that blew everyone's hair away suddenly came up suddenly, with spots of light silvery white color, and in an instant it blew away the thick fog shrouding the forest.
"Back off," Xie Jingsong smiled leisurely and did not answer. Instead, she grasped the moon-white fluorescent light in her palm, "I'm going to start showing off."
Zhang Yunqing, who knows firsthand what it means to be pretentious, knew something about it even if he didn't understand what these two words meant. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and let out a "poof".
However, he felt relieved because of this, and Zhang Yunqing helped Jiang Yanxue who had fallen to the ground to give her enough space. However, tugging twice was of no use, so the friendship that had finally been built up disappeared: "It's so heavy, why don't you get up by yourself? I don't have that much energy to take care of you."
"..."
Jiang Yanxue muttered something and pupated on the ground twice.
Maybe Xie Jingsong caused too much noise, or maybe the two of them were just two ants in the eyes of the skinned ghost. The oval flesh ball was only staring at the person summoning the strong wind in the field, as if it was stimulated and sharp. Howled out.
The exponentially growing amount of soft flesh pounced towards her!
The person who was besieged by it still maintained that leisurely smile that was so infuriating that it cost him his life: "I've told you before, it's not a good habit to look down on people like this."
The soft flesh surrounding her broke in response!
Xie Jingsong paused with her fingers together, looking at the word "wind" dissipating in front of her eyes, a little surprised by its power.
I thought it was an auxiliary, but I didn't expect it to be an auxiliary that can kill everyone as long as it kills the enemy? !
The completely frantic Skinner roared loudly, with several tentacle-like soft flesh flying behind him, each of which was wrapped around human skin that had been ground into arrows. His eyes of hatred were fixed on Xie Jingsong's body.
Being able to survive to this day in the Golden Core stage obviously has a certain IQ, and therefore cannot understand why the must-win situation is distorted like this.
Xie Jingsong, who is not a normal person at all, read: "I'm so scared."
As she spoke, she continued to draw out the true energy between heaven and earth, and used her hand as a pen to write several words for "wind" and "fire" in succession.
As the wind helped the fire to get stronger and stronger, she asked curiously: "I have read a story before about the burning of Red Cliff, and I thought it was a spectacular scene. Everything was ready before, all I needed was the east wind. And now, the east wind has come too.”
"I wonder what kind of fever you can withstand?"
