Chapter 105 Fell into a trap!!
Shen Qingze's sword was almost touching Renly's throat.
There was anger burning in his silver-grey eyes, and every line was stretched tight.
"You're looking for death!"
He gritted his teeth and growled, turning his wrist to stab forward, but a strong arm wrapped around his waist.
Yeluweisi pulled him into his arms, and his dark robe swept across the back of Shen Qingze's tense hands, with a soothing look.
He raised his eyes to look at Renly, his golden eyes were devoid of any warmth.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a very faint, provocative arc, as if to say "You can't touch him as long as I'm here."
Renly laughed softly when he saw this.
The collar of the royal blue shirt opened wider as he moved, revealing the snake tattoo.
"Tsk, what a loving couple."
He deliberately dragged out his tone, his eyes lingering on the intertwined postures of the two.
"But do you think you can protect each other like this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped his hands violently.
Countless black-clad zombies suddenly emerged from the shadows around them. Their movements were stiff, their eyes were empty, and their feet made a harsh sound as they rolled over the broken porcelain on the ground.
The smell of decay mixed with dust blew in their faces, approaching Shen Qingze and Yeluvis step by step.
"It looks like we're going to have a tough fight today."
Renly spread his hands and spoke in a casual tone as if he was talking about the weather.
"Then don't blame me for being rude."
At this critical moment, there was a crisp sound of a wooden ladder breaking downstairs.
The Black and White Impermanence, along with their guards, rushed over and broke open the rickety wooden door. The rotten door panels shattered into pieces.
"Protect the Lord!"
The black impermanence's chains swung with great force,
The iron chain swept across the candlestick in the corner, and the copper vessel rolled a long way on the ground, knocking over the empty wine jars piled in the corner.
In an instant, the entire attic fell into chaos.
The officers' and soldiers' steel knives chopped open the heads of the living dead, and black blood splattered on the yellowed window paper, forming ugly flowers.
"Why?!"
Hei Wuchang looked at the zombies lying in front of him in confusion. Couldn't they hurt them?
Yeluvis waved his hand and summoned a black mist that wrapped around the necks of the three zombies, throwing them fiercely against the beam.
The rotten wooden beams groaned under the weight, and large amounts of dust fell down, making it impossible to open your eyes.
"Be careful, these people are not right"
Shen Qing broke free from Yeluweisi's embrace, raised his sword and chopped off the zombies that were rushing towards him.
"It seems that they have no more restrictions on you?"
When the sword blade slashed across the opponent's throat, a string of black blood splashed on the corner of his moon-white robe.
"Then stop talking nonsense and look at the sword!"
He tiptoed over the overturned Eight Immortals Table, and the cracks on the tabletop spread under the heavy pressure.
The wood chips and the sound of fighting flew towards Renly.
"Hey! So fierce~"
Renly dodged the incoming sword and his back hit the wooden frame on which the broken scroll was hung, causing it to scatter all over the floor.
He took the opportunity to raise his hand, and his fingertips brushed against Shen Qingze's sword-holding wrist. The hot and wet touch made the opponent's sword move stagnate.
"The beauty's swordsmanship is really good,"
He leaned close to Shen Qingze's ear and breathed like orchid, his voice wrapped in the smell of blood drilling into the other's ears.
"I just wonder if you're as brave in bed as well?"
Shen Qingze's sword suddenly deflected and cut off the table leg next to him.
The low table collapsed with a loud bang, and the dishes shattered into pieces.
"You're a psychopath."
He growled and swept his sword towards Renly's waist, but Renly stepped on the back of the chair and jumped into the air.
When it fell, it brought down the entire antique shelf, smashing the celadon vases and white jade cups into pieces.
One of the broken pieces of porcelain scraped across Shen Qingze's cheek, leaving a bloody mark.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, please don't leave a scar on such a pretty face."
Renly is like a slippery snake, always able to dodge at the last moment.
The living dead at his feet was pierced through the heart by Shen Qingze's sword, and black blood splattered on his royal blue shirt, like a few strange flowers blooming.
"Tsk"
Renly's eyes flashed with displeasure.
Just as Shen Qingze was about to stab him in the chest, he suddenly crashed into the pillar next to him.
The loose wooden pillar shook, and several pieces of rubble fell from the beam above.
While Shen Qingze was raising his arm to block, Renly took out a handful of glitter from his arms and threw it at him.
"Qingze be careful!"
The powder fell on the burning candle flame, and a ball of green fire rose up with a "boom".
The scorching air waves caused Shen Qingze's hair at the temples to curl slightly.
"Damn it, you're playing dirty tricks again!"
Shen Qing subconsciously closed his eyes and dodged.
When he opened his eyes again, Renly had retreated to the crumbling window, his boots rolling over the broken window frame.
"My dear, I'm grateful for your kindness."
He smiled and pulled down the curtains that were rustling in the wind. When the inky cloth fell, it just happened to block Shen Qingze's second stab.
"Why are you like a loach? It's really annoying."
Shen Qingze's sword cut through the curtain, but only tore Renly's sleeve.
He was angry and anxious, and just as he was about to take a deep breath to chase after him, he was stopped by Yeluvis.
"Be careful of fraud."
Yeluvis lowered his voice and glanced at the zombies that suddenly stopped attacking.
They were turning their heads stiffly, their necks making a clicking sound like gears, and they were all looking at the cracked Soul-Suppressing Cauldron in the center of the attic.
Shen Qing gritted his teeth, and cold sweat oozed from the hilt of the sword he gripped.
He could feel the floor beneath his feet shaking slightly, and the pillar that Renly had just hit was slowly tilting.
The whole attic seemed like it would collapse at any moment.
"We have to get out of here quickly."
When Shen Qing dragged a minor official who was nearly hit by a falling beam out of the attic, he could still feel the strong wind of falling tiles on the back of his neck.
Yeluvis followed closely behind.
The moment the black robe swept across the threshold, he threw out a black mist with his backhand, sweeping out the last few guards.
“Boom—”
The deafening roar almost overturned the ground of the ghost market.
The whole attic was like a kite that was crushed by an invisible giant hand, choking people so much that they couldn't open their eyes.
Just as Shen Qingze stood firm on his feet, he saw a thick black mist as thick as ink rising from the depths of the ruins.
The fog rolled and condensed, revealing countless distorted human faces, and it rushed straight to Yeluvis' face with a bone-chilling chill.
"careful!"
Shen Qing subconsciously stood in front of Yeluvis, with his protective sword drawn in a silver arc across his chest.
The moment the sword light cut through the black fog, those human faces let out shrill screams, but there was no sign of them dissipating.
His heart sank suddenly.
When I killed the living dead just now, they didn't turn into ordinary corpses after falling to the ground.
Instead, it seeped into the ground like melted snow. At that time, I thought it was Renly's sorcery, but now I realized that something was wrong.
"These living dead are not alive at all!"
Shen Qingze's voice was filled with rapid panting.
"They are refined ghost corpses. Killing them will turn them into murderous ghost energy!"
Yeluweisi's eyes suddenly turned cold as if they were frozen.
He raised his hands and formed a seal, trying to suppress the black fog with the laws of the underworld.
But the mist suddenly expanded faster, with the edges emitting a strange dark red.
It has obviously absorbed enough murderous aura and has condensed into substance.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Renly's laughter came from the other side of the ruins, with undisguised excitement and madness.
He leaned against a half-broken wall, his royal blue shirt covered in dust but still showing off, and he was playing with a bronze bell on his fingertips.
"Smart, quick reaction. Unfortunately, I only realize it now, it's too late!"
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