Chapter 100 100. I take your life points
Rustle——
The woman in the black skirt is running in front.
The man in white was chasing after him.
Mu Qingtong stopped helplessly and turned back: "Why are you following me?"
"What do you mean I should follow you? Is this road owned by your family?" Xia Feng held up the Mo Dao and raised his chin.
"Chen Xingdao said to disperse the action."
"You don't seem to want me to follow you?"
"Chen Xingdao said, disperse!"
Seeing Mu Qingtong's attitude of chasing him away, Xia Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked suspiciously, "You guy, are you planning to assassinate Gongsun Ze?"
Mu Qingtong smiled slightly: "Not stupid at all."
With that, she turned and left.
"Oh my god! It's true!" Xia Feng was really impressed. This woman would really take revenge without any delay.
He quickly caught up, "Wait a minute, wait a minute!"
"What are you doing again?" Mu Qingtong glanced at Xia Feng with her beautiful eyes, "You want to stop me again?"
"That's not the case. Gongsun Ze deserved to die." Xia Feng said helplessly, "What I want to say is that before you can take revenge, there is still someone you have to kill."
"Is there another person?" Mu Qingtong was puzzled.
"According to reliable information I received, an organization is capturing the daughters of nobles in Area 51, and you are one of them."
Xia Feng briefly explained the plan for No. 17.
"Are you saying that there's an organization called [Garden] that's wantonly arresting daughters of nobles?"
"I don't know if this organization is called the Garden, but the guy codenamed Octopus did say it was the 'Garden Bigwigs' who gave the order."
After listening to Xia Feng's explanation, Mu Qingtong lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while.
Xia Feng keenly noticed her abnormality and raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "You seem to know what a garden is?"
"Let's go." Mu Qingtong immediately took a step forward and said coldly, "Let's kill the octopus."
"Hey! Wrong way, this is the way."
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"Sixty! Sixty!"
In the pitch-black forest, a man in a black robe walked slowly, muttering excitedly the number, "Sixty. Sixty"
"Tsk~ I hope that idiot No. 11 can really keep his promise and come." He hoped in his heart.
It would be perfect to wait until we get rid of the naive No. 11 and then go find Mu Qingtong.
"Those big shots above just said that they want to capture Mu Qingtong alive, but they didn't say that we can't do anything to Mu Qingtong." The man in black robe grinned.
"Tonight is destined to be a wonderful night." The man in black robe suppressed his excitement and quickened his pace again.
Soon, he arrived at his destination.
Pushing aside the jungle, a figure in a black robe and wearing 11 masks came into his sight.
I saw No. 11 sitting casually on a huge rock, fiddling with branches out of boredom.
"How stupid~" No. 17 almost laughed out loud. He had already prepared himself that No. 11 was playing a trick on him, but he didn't expect that No. 11 was really stupid.
He walked closer slowly and said with a smile: "Long live Fentian."
"?" Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and shouted, "Long live Fentian!"
The four words "Long Live Burning Heaven" are the etiquette that the believers of Burning Heaven Temple will say when they meet for the first time. This strange etiquette has been compiled into textbooks. Xia Feng learned this knowledge a long time ago, but he didn't expect that he would be able to use it one day.
So No. 17 and the original No. 11 are both from the Burning Heaven Temple?
Xia Feng quickly thought that there were 37 people in the Roulette of Life game, but two of them were from Fentian, so this organization might have a way to actively participate in the game?
There was no moon in the dark sky, but there was a glowing firefly tree not far from the two of them, and the light it cast lengthened their shadows.
Xia Feng looked at the soles of No. 17's feet. No. 17's shadow was almost overlapping with the shadow of a branch, and that branch's shadow was overlapping with Xia Feng's shadow.
Xia Feng estimated that No. 17's strength was at level two, so it wouldn't be difficult to deal with him, but he didn't want to cause too much noise. After all, this place wasn't big, and any slight noise would attract other people's attention.
So it would be best if you can kill it instantly.
But although No. 17 was approaching, he was still very vigilant and chuckled from a distance across from Xia Feng.
"Owl, since we've met, do you know which direction the famous star Mu is heading? I noticed just now, and she seems to be heading our way as well."
Seeing No. 17 stop, Xia Feng raised his eyes and smiled, then picked up a woman in a black dress from behind the boulder and said, "Don't look for her anymore. I've already caught her."
As he spoke, Xia Feng patted Mu Qingtong's elastic little face and said jokingly, "You know what, this little beauty is really pretty~"
Mu Qingtong, who was unconscious in Xia Feng's arms, had her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her rosy little mouth was breathing evenly, as if she had no reaction to Xia Feng's bullying.
"Try moving again." A cold female voice sounded in Xia Feng's heart.
Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, clamped her delicate jaw with his big hand, looked left and right, and said, "Tsk tsk~ Look at this pretty little head, if I cut it off, it would be perfect to use as a urinal~"
No. 17 looked at the beautiful woman in Xia Feng's arms in astonishment. His pupils under the mask slowly dilated, and his stunned expression instantly turned into an excited smile.
"Well, Owl, you did a great job!"
He was ecstatic and rushed towards the defenseless Xia Feng, his smile gradually becoming playful and rampant, "But, this little beauty belongs to me tonight!"
Plop——
As soon as he finished his arrogant words, he rushed towards Xia Feng's body and fell to the ground.
After rolling around in a panic for several times, he looked up at Xia Feng in disbelief. Under the broken mask, the whites of his eyes had been dyed dark at some point, and his pupils reorganized into a golden cross symbol. When the symbol was about to collapse and disintegrate, he suddenly covered his head with his hands and screamed in horror, his face ferocious as if a wild beast was roaring miserably.
"No!!!"
Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon + Shadow of the Blood Beast, this move Xia Feng likes to use very much. It is not only convenient but also efficient.
This move was used to kill Liszt's son Li Siwen instantly.
However, No. 17 is now a second-level spiritual master, and seems to have some kind of ability, with abnormally high mental power. Therefore, Mu Qingtong's spiritual weapon cannot control the other party for a long time, and can only control the other party for a maximum of one second.
But even such a short time has a very big impact on Xia Feng.
Because when using the Blood Beast Shadow, both Xia Feng and the enemy's shadow must be in a static state, and the enemy's mental strength cannot be too high, otherwise it can easily resist the erosion of the Blood Beast Shadow.
Now, all of No. 17's mental strength was used to resist Mu Qingtong's mental manipulation, and he had no intention of dealing with the blood beast that invaded his soul.
When No. 17 reacted and used his mental strength to resist the blood beast, he was once again controlled by Mu Qingtong. His mental strength was scattered, and the blood beast took the opportunity to continue invading. This repeated several times.
Amidst the shrill and desperate screams, creepy blood oozed from the corners of No. 17's eyes. He looked in shock and fear at the man and woman who were slowly standing up in the distance. He opened his dry mouth and raised his head stiffly, trying to beg for mercy, but no sound came out, which made him even more desperate.
Just like that, in fear and confusion, he saw the man slowly walking towards him, looking down and saying calmly: "Number 17, I accept your life points."
(End of this chapter)
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