After killing four puppets in a row, Ziqing is nothing, but he can wronged the black-armored guards who are human walls outside.
They never expected that this woman with a beautiful face and a graceful figure would be so ruthless or with their consistent perception of aristocratic ladies, it was quite squeamish, not to mention that the room was full of worms and dirt, even if they saw a cockroach, they would scream, it seemed that this was enough to show how delicate they were.
Of course, they were even more intimidated by the other party's strong strength.
Even the most humble gods in the church can be killed in front of each other with a single move, and if they are not like cutting vegetables, this kind of direct death is staged in front of them, it is far easier to break their psychological defenses than killing them directly.
Well, well, and the gooey tapeworms that wriggle around the place.
So when Zi Jing swept over with one look, it was like a thousand powers, sweeping them all back a few steps.
Good, that's what she wants.
Instead of taking the initiative to run in front of them and reason with them and talk about conditions, it is better to use "practical actions" to justify yourself.
These people don't speak, they just want to control her directly, so that they can fully grasp the initiative of discourse and do whatever they want.
Ziqing didn't bother to talk to these little minions, they were just humanoid puppets, just acting according to orders.
Of course, with the level of protection they are currently in, I am afraid that they can only be included in the type that is particularly loyal to their master.
No matter what kind of plot it is, this kind of masked guards are the kind of little cannon fodder specially designed to show the scene, or to show the extraordinary martial arts of others, who are killed, lying on corpses one by one, and they don't even have a chance to show their faces until they die.
Zi Jing just thought of this, and for some reason, his heart suddenly chuckled.
Hurriedly stopped this strange thought.
She knows her identity, and the more she experiences, the more she understands that she must not slander any character without authorization, maybe she will be happy when she wants.
Now this character who is not exactly cannon fodder is enough to toss, if you cross over to this kind of "cannon fodder" who really can't help yourself, I'm afraid that the power of the wilderness will not be able to turn the tide.
The corners of Ziqing's mouth were lightly raised, and her beautiful smile was as soft as a spring breeze, but these people completely collapsed one by one like ghosts, scattered against the stone wall or lying in the corner, retching loudly, and suddenly the whole dungeon added a pungent smell.
The cell was already filled with several puppet corpses, and countless insects crawled out of the cavity, leaving the body, wriggling for a while and then not moving, and then turning into a pool of slimy liquid, which stinked fishy.
Ziqing stretched out his hand and grabbed the iron pillar of the prison door, only to see that the iron rod with the thickness of his arm was easily melted away like a wax strip, but in a few breaths, Ziqing melted the two iron pillars, and his body easily got out of it.
The Black Armor Guards, who were still in battle just now, were even more like a great enemy at this time, so they could only sit on the ground and barely raise their swords to face Ziqing.
In fact, if it weren't for the stone wall behind them, they would have been paralyzed with fright.
Ziqing pretended to be a good person and successfully calmed the field.
In fact, when she did it, the fire had already fallen into the palm of her hand, and then she was very cooperative to let her complete the performance.
"The king has arrived" A long chant came from the depths of the tunnel, reverberating throughout the underground cavern.
Leah's eyes were about to pop out as she watched Zijing's movements, and she was terrified.
Just now I saw this woman entering and leaving the cell as if she was in a no-man's land, and at this moment, she directly used her hand to fuse the iron bar thick as her arm's arm, and when she saw the bright color appear at the other end of the passage, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in her confused eyes, and she hurriedly propped her elbow on the ground and squirmed forward with difficulty, and shouted anxiously: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this woman is the devil, kill her quickly."
The exquisite costumes were stained and lost their noble color in an instant.
The king, who had pinned all her hopes, only glanced faintly in her direction, and with a gentle wave of his white-gloved hand, two masked black-armored guards strode over and threw Leah into a nearby cell like a chicken.
Leah wriggled and struggled, incredulous, and shouted frantically: "I'm the queen, you cheap slaves can't do this to me, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, that woman is the devil, she's the devil, she" while banging hysterically on the cell door.
It's a pity that this is an extremely strong iron door, and she didn't even shake it at all, but made her white and soft little hands red and painful.
One of the guards stepped forward and slammed his scabbard on the back of her head, and suddenly the entire dungeon became quiet, and Leah's body lay limply on the ground.
The guards stood in separate formations from both sides, making way for the middle passage, and a man in a red cloak in red armor walked in a hurry.
For him, it doesn't matter what it is, what matters is that he can assist himself in achieving the strength to dominate the world, and of course, he must also use it for himself.
Ziqing finally saw that the king who fell madly in love with the owner of the shoes with a shoe in a fairy tale is true, fairy tales are all lies, and there is never love for no reason in this world.
I only know the unrealistic appearance of romance, but I don't know that it is so realistic inside, and it is even full of bloody cruelty.
Illuminated by the halo of the glittering golden robe and the dazzling crown of the king, Biggs looked as young and handsome as in a fairy tale.
However, Zi Jing still saw the burning fire of desire in those eyes.
The guard called out majestically, "Kneel down and see His Majesty the King," and at the same time there was a hint of wind behind him.
Zi Jing lightly blocked with his backhand, and grabbed the opponent's kicked foot and neck, and with a slight force, there was a clicking sound of broken bones, and the guard's irrepressible cry of pain, "Ah" Throwing it away, the guard's body slammed into the stone wall like a rag, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
It's okay to fight once or twice, but now I obviously see that the other party has shown great strength, and I still want to show off in front of the king, that is, to die.
At this time, a deep voice came: "Okay, you guys stand down." ” Although the word "retreat" was like an amnesty for these guards who had been trembling for a long time, "Your Majesty" still couldn't help but hesitate to shout at this time to show his determination.
"Can you take her," Biggs glanced at the guard. t1706231537: