C684 (1/2)
The busy market suddenly became silent. Many people looked at the two groups of people in front of them. Their eyes were full of dignified color. For Zhao Yueyin, many monks in Fengdu are very familiar. This man is famous for his cruelty. However, he had the protection of the ninth Emperor Yan, and had no scruples.
”The apostles of the tenth Yanjun had a conflict with the red man under the ninth Yanjun's seat. It's very nice!” A friar in fairyland was gloating at Zhao Yueyin, looking forward to the next confrontation between the two sides.
However, the next moment, this strange man in red just locks his pupils. In an instant, the friar who stretched out his finger couldn't help screaming. The man's body, from the outstretched fingers, began to rot little by little. All the flesh and blood are peeling off quickly, leaving only the white bone wrapped by blood colored veins.
When the man's clothes, flesh and hair were completely destroyed, his skeleton still stood in place. Inside his skull, there was still a dark green soul fire burning, which kept him alive. But everyone knows that this man is finished.
”Good looking?” Zhao Yueyin raised his head and laughed at the skeleton.
There was a trace of shame on his face. Such a handsome man, his bashful posture, actually make many people blush. This red man under the ninth Yanjun has great temptation for many people. Even men can't get rid of it.
Zhao Yueyin ignored Hongling and Yeying, but waved to the white skeleton. In an instant, the bloody meridians on the skeleton were pulled by him with an indescribable force and wrapped up the white index finger of his right hand. He hooked his finger slightly, which made the skeleton move in an instant.
Hiss! Sharp fingerbones protruded from the chest of an onlooker, and there were thick, scarlet drops of blood on it. Zhao Yueyin's fingers moved again, and in an instant, the white skeleton pulled by the Blood Meridian turned into a remnant shadow, constantly flashing in the market.
Wherever it goes, it takes away the life of a powerful monk in an instant. These friars, the weakest, have entered the fairyland. Among them, the strongest are the two Taiyi deities who intend to come out to maintain order. It's a pity that such cultivation is not enough to see in front of the skeleton.
No less than a hundred people have died in this area when no one can be seen on the whole street. Hongling and Yeying are still standing in the same place. The latter also reaches out and grabs a cage of steamed stuffed buns from a stall and eats them. In this regard, the matchless son not only took a drawer with him, but also threw a spirit stone to the peddler who showed panic.
”Yeying, this steamed bun is filled with leek, which is different from your cabbage stuffing. Would you like to exchange it with me, old man Hongling stretched out the bamboo steamer in her hand, grabbed one of the night baby's steamed stuffed buns and took a quick bite.
The night baby hears speech a Leng, reached out to grab a, bit directly. When her face began to show the color of enjoyment, Zhao Yueyin had stopped manipulating the skeleton and gently pointed at the skeleton. When the skeleton began to regenerate, he was satisfied to see Hongling and the woman in white.
”The tenth apostle, will you still be able to catch your eye in the next performance?” Zhao Yueyin smiles. Seeing that the white bone finally regains its original appearance, he can't help but ask for Hongling.
”Sorry, the steamed buns are so delicious that I didn't have time to see them!” Hong Ling shook his head and then said, ”isn't Mr. Zhao going to kill the one around me? You should ask her such a boring question! ”
”Is it?” Zhao Yueyin raised his eyebrows and saw that the monk who was recovering himself was shooting towards the distance. He suddenly locked his pupils.
In an instant, a steamed bun flew out of the steamer in the night baby's hands, and the man was smashed into pieces with a bang. When the steamed bun, which was dyed red with plasma, was again captured by the strange young man in red with divine consciousness and was ready to be put back into the steamer. Hong Ling knows that the good play is finally about to begin.
”Oh! It's not easy for you to invite me to eat some steamed stuffed buns, but this guy has affected my appetite! ” Ye Ying hands the steamer to Hongling, and turns to take the cage of matchless life in the past. She walked gracefully, gnawing into the steamed stuffed bun filled with leek, and walked towards Zhao Yueyin.
”Girl, I haven't figured out how to kill you. Why are you in such a hurry to die?”
Zhao Yueyin didn't pay attention to the night baby coming, but gracefully arranged some wrinkled red robes. He was sure that there was not a trace of breath on the woman in front of him. For such a mortal, he only needs a look to break it into pieces.