MTL - Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding-Chapter 288 I, Ji Que, the God of Ping A

  Chapter 288 I, Ji Que, God of Ping A

  Yes, as a wing, Ji Que only cared about his own pleasure, and kept reversing the Luanfeng Reversal Technique, injecting true energy into Lin Xiangzhi's body violently, greatly increasing his strength.

  In the past, when he was the subject and Lin Xiangzhi and the others were the wings, he kept asking for it, and he didn't feel uncomfortable, but rather comfortable.

But people's physiques cannot be generalized. Ji Que has always grasped the fire, but just after the last blow, he was so addicted to playing that he forgot that it was not his own body, and blasted a blow that exceeded Lin Xiangzhi's body tolerance. The fist caused Lin Xiangzhi to become suffocated until she passed out.

   But it’s okay, after some adjustments by Ji Que’s luck, Lin Xiangzhi just fainted, and there were no serious consequences.

Ji Que believes that as long as there is Ning Hongyu in this capital, even if Lin Xiangzhi is broken, he can be repaired. It's just that he is under psychological pressure. After all, this cat is his true love, and if he suffers, he will always A little distressed.

  After such a big battle, Lin Xiangzhi was so weak that she almost fainted, but Ji Que was still full of energy.

  His physique is one-in-a-million, plus he didn't use his body in the fight just now, so he naturally consumed less.

  After the monster babies in the water were killed, the back of the stage became a lot quieter, but the voices of the people kneeling on the ground in front of them became more and more obvious.

  These voices come together, appearing old and vicissitudes, like a corpse that does not belong to this era was dug up in an ancient tomb, and it seems so incompatible with this world.

  Ji Que carried Lin Xiangzhi to the front of the stage, ready to wake up these innocent people with his fists, but at this moment, he stopped suddenly.

  Because the grimace of the weird sculpture on the stage is looking at him!

  Ji Que only felt a little tingling in his scalp. He clearly remembered that the ghost face of the sculpture was facing the audience before, but now it was on the right side, facing him who had just come out from behind the stage.

  At this moment, Ji Que felt that this thing was really alive.

  MMP, a few horror movie scenes a night is enough.

   Do you want to rest your little heart?

  Ji Que didn't make a move immediately, after all, he didn't know the depth of the opponent, and whether there was any back move.

  He hugged Lin Xiangzhi and came to the people who were still talking about it.

   During this process, the centipede-like grimacing sculpture never moved, but Ji Que always felt that the other party was looking at him.

  Ji Que turned his head, and the "Tai Chi Strength" of physical strength suddenly spun, and these common people were swept up into the air.

  I saw that the people who were still talking about it made a humming sound in an instant, looking both happy and painful.

  Seeing this, Ji Que couldn't help but increase his efforts.

  Triple level of Taijiquan strength has a triple sense of refreshment, which is more refreshing and more refreshing. How can ordinary people stand it? The whole body is already trembling like a sieve.

  Ji Que didn't have the ETC to get so much now, he shot like lightning, and directly threw him out of the people who were still enjoying themselves on the ground.

  The moment the bodies of these people fell to the ground, they were as light as fallen leaves, and they were all safe and sound.

  The reason why Ji Que was anxious to throw these people out was because he felt that this thing was about to come to life, and he was afraid that the fighting area would be too small to use it.

  But he didn't let go of Lin Xiangzhi in his arms. After all, there might be ghosts outside, and he couldn't control those people too much, and Lin Xiangzhi's safety must be guaranteed.

  Thinking, Ji Que sucked Lin Xiangzhi in his arms directly onto his back, using the touch of passively dribbling into people.

  The weird sculpture still didn't turn its head at this time, but there was already a weird sound around the whole stage.

  This voice is like countless people talking, no!

   is not a dialogue, but talking to himself.

  Like many prisoners who have been locked in prison for too long without seeing the light of day but are full of energy, they utter crazy ravings, which are very aggressive.

  The next moment, there was only a crackling sound, and the statue suddenly turned its head, and the grimace mask on its face was cracked!

  This feeling is like a lot of things are about to break out of the shell, the sound of the entire stage becomes louder, and the lights above the stage also start to shake, as if a ghost is blowing there.

  With a bang, the grimace mask was completely shattered at this moment, and then the candles on the stage were also extinguished.

  Ji Que's eyes brightened slightly, and he couldn't help but took several steps back.

  I saw behind the grimace mask, an unknown number of faces gathered.

   Each of these faces is only the size of a palm. Apart from the facial features, there are also endless eyes.

  The expressions on their faces are all angry and ferocious to the extreme, making one's scalp numb.

   Immediately afterwards, the sculptural centipede-like body also moved.

   Ji Que originally wanted to destroy the statue with his bare hands, but now that he saw how scary this thing looked, he decided to let Xiao Qianji do it.

  The next moment, Ji Que's figure flashed, and he flashed towards a bamboo chair under the stage.

   When the ghost face ghost saw this, more than a dozen ghost faces let out a hysterical roar at the same time, and rushed down from above.

   Its speed was very fast, like lightning, and more than a dozen grimaces showed their sharp teeth at this time, making a clicking sound.

   What's even weirder is that there are human voices in this clicking sound, as if there are countless people living in its mouth.

  I saw these grimaces stretched forward, their necks became longer, and they bit Ji Que like a snake.

   Their speed is astonishingly fast, but Ji Que's speed is even faster.

  Ji Que first jumped onto the bamboo chair, then scratched his itchy nose with his hands, and then stabbed fiercely with his sword.

  It was just one sword, but six sword flowers bloomed in the air.

  Qian Ji Sword changes smoothly and naturally.

  I only heard a series of bang bang bang bangs, and everywhere the sword flew, there were blood flowers.

  The six grimaces who attacked first let out a burst of wailing, and their faces had been blasted to pieces.

  The next moment, the centipede-like body of this strange sculpture was thrown over like a whip, so fast that the air seemed to be cut through, forming a white scar, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark environment.

   Facing this sweep, Ji Que swayed lightly, leading Lin Xiangzhi to escape.

   With a swipe, like the sharpest blade slashing across, the curtain under the stage and the chairs were swept off by this tail, not to mention the two trees outside were cut in half, and the incision was smooth and flat.

   It's a pity that no matter how sharp the sweep was, it didn't hit Ji Que.

   Ji Quefeng flicked his leg, bringing out an afterimage, which appeared behind the grimace sculpture in an instant.

  The Qianji Sword in his hand gave off a cold reflection, which was a sign that Ji Que's true energy was circulating in the sword body.

   With a bang, the centipede-like body of the grimacing sculpture flew half way out, still twisting on the ground.

  Ji Que looked calm, twisted his neck, felt that Lin Xiangzhi's chest was a bit pressing, and couldn't help changing his body from the left shoulder to the right shoulder.

  After half of his body was cut off by Ji Que with his sword, the grimacing monster let out a terrifying roar.

  The sound was like the heart-piercing screams of hundreds of prisoners being burned at the stake at the same time.

  After that, the speed of the ghost face monster suddenly accelerated, whether it was the snake-like neck or the centipede-like body, they all sent out a series of lightning-like attacks.

  Ji Que still had a blank expression, and his speed also increased.

  At the beginning, Chen Hanshi claimed that he could catch flying swords, but he succeeded in a sneak attack, which was faster than him, and he rarely met an opponent.

  Ji Que's body was constantly lit up with sword lights, illuminating this confined dark space brightly.

  The air was full of exploding sparks, and the buzzing sound continued. It was the Qianji Sword colliding with the grimace and body of the evil thing.

   Not long after, there was only a crackling sound, which was the broken body of the evil thing.

   The evil has eighteen heads, and now Ji Que has divided them into seventy-two parts.

   Its centipede-like body looks quite long, so Ji Que chopped it into eighteen sections.

  The ground is full of deep sword marks, and there have been many cuts in the tarpaulin surrounding the stage. It's just because Ji Que drew the sword too fast, you have to look carefully to see the signs.

  Ji Que looked very uncomfortable when he looked at the squirming organs, especially those centipede-like bodies with many eyes.

   He wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "Ping A feels good?"

  Yes, as long as the speed is fast enough, level A can generally solve all problems.

   There was a bang, and a gust of wind blew, and the cloth curtains that had been cut into pieces were scattered all over the ground, revealing the figure of Ji Que carrying Lin Xiangzhi on his shoulders under the night.

  The people who were thrown out before have woken up, but they are still on the ground too excited to get up.

  When they saw Ji Que, they immediately let out a cry of excitement and horror.

   Those wriggling pieces of meat on the ground, and those wriggling half-faces with their mouths and eyes still open, are enough to scare people to pee.

  Especially some girls, they urinate directly.

  Ji Que sighed, walked to the front of the stage, picked it up with his finger, and the flame of the candlestick started to dance again.

  He took out a firework from his arms, a little.

   With a bang, a huge firework bloomed in the night sky, forming a huge pattern of the demon pestle.

   I have to say that this Jiangmo main building is worthy of being the main building, and even the fireworks of the messenger are so professional.

  Ji Que looked at the people who were constantly struggling, and said loudly: "Folks, calm down. Everyone has fallen for this ghost, but now it has been killed by me. Don't worry, everyone, I am a professional demon caster."

   As he said that, he took out the demon token and waved it outside.

   People with signs are different. Even though they just glanced at it, the people gradually became quiet.

   Gradually, everyone began to observe the people around them, only to realize that they were really people who had watched the show together.

   "My mother, you can meet ghosts every time you watch a play. What kind of luck is this?"

   "Why is this ghost so rampant? This is the capital."

   "The devil knows."

  For a while, the crowd hid behind Ji Que, talking a lot.

   It can be seen that they feel very outrageous about this kind of thing, which is enough to prove that the previous capital city had good law and order.

   Several women who were so excited before rolled their eyes gradually got used to the refreshing feeling of "Tai Chi Triple Power", walked over tremblingly, and saluted Ji Que: "Thank you, hero, for saving me."

  Ji Que immediately replied: "You're welcome! The demon-faller takes killing demons as his duty, and these are what we should do."

   Not long after, Ning Hongyu arrived with a group of fellow Demon Fallers.

  Ji Que had told her about similar ideas a long time ago, but she didn't respond for two days, so she went on to other things, but Ji Que was waiting for her.

   Ji Que was worried about Lin Xiangzhi's health, so he carried her to see a doctor first.

  In the eyes of these rescued people, this young hero has nothing in his sleeves, and he didn't take a cloud with him.

  At this moment, a woman whose legs were tightened by the strength of Taijiquan felt lost and said, "I actually forgot to ask the young hero's name?"

   "Excuse me, girl who fell from the devil, do you know the name of the young hero just now?"

   "I don't know." Ning Hongyu replied frankly.

  At this time, she couldn't help but look at the ugly centipede-like body on the ground, and said to the colleague next to her, "Seal these things and take them back."

  When Ji Que carried Lin Xiangzhi back to Ning Mansion, it was almost dawn.

  After the doctor confirmed that there was nothing serious, Ji Que carried Lin Xiangzhi back to the bedroom.

  Afterwards, he carefully checked the opponent's body again, and after confirming that it was only a loss of strength, he let out a long sigh of relief and went out.

  If he hadn't been prepared, I'm afraid Lin Xiangzhi would really have an accident tonight.

  How did Hayashi Xiangori be bewitched?

  This world can only be said to be full of dangers. In the past, the Fenglian Sect preached and took away people, but now listening to a play is dangerous.

  He has "Happy Tour" immunity to bewitching, Ning Hongyu has fairy eyes to see illusions, and Lin Xiangzhi has no talent in this area. Is this the reason why only Lin Xiangzhi was recruited among the three of them?

  No, many people who attended the theater together that day did not have any accidents.

   Is it random arrest?

  He didn't understand the reason for a while, so he could only talk about it after Lin Xiangzhi woke up.

  At noon, Lin Xiangzhi woke up from her lethargy, and immediately ran out of the house, looking at Ji Que, who was lying there like a thinker, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

  Of course, more of this complexity is doubt and panic.

  Lin Xiangzhi couldn't help asking: "Then what happened?"

  Ji Que said: "You fainted, I got rid of Xie Chong, and then I brought you back."

  Lin Xiangzhi thought about those memories, looked at her fist, and said with a puzzled face: "I felt super powerful at the time, and thought it was a dream."

  Ji Que nodded and said, "From then on, I will still be your wing."

  Lin Xiangzhi's legs and hands are now soft, she quickly shook her head and said, "No, no."

  Ji Que couldn't help but ask, "Do you know how you got tricked?"

   "I thought it was scary at the time, but you don't believe me. Wait, I read that book before going to the play, and it was about a play." Lin Xiangzhi suddenly thought of something and said.

"what book?"

   "Just a book on the bookshelf in my room, called "Galan Tales", the first story is about opera. By the way, the description of that kind of baby in it is very similar."

  (end of this chapter)