Chapter 1078 1078: The inversion of civil and military affairs (7) [Please give me a monthly vote]


    What kind of monster is this?


    Even Gong Xiqiu was almost shocked by so many strange faces.


    Is this still an individual?


    Gong Xiqiu''s subtle expression attracted the attention of Chu Yao and others, but the master was taken first: "Gong Xiqiu, is it very difficult?"


    Chen Tang''s first reaction when he saw Heigu was to frown, and an indescribable disgust and anxiety appeared in his heart. Both have a skeleton. Gong Shuwu is just a simple dead energy, and he will not feel uncomfortable even when he gets close. On the other hand, the dead energy of the black bone is turbid and evil.


    The two sides can also have an impact on her if they are so far away.


    Gong Xiqiu''s reaction is not as sure as Jimo Qiu.


    She made the worst plan in her mind.


    If Jimo Qiu is really not a match for Hei Bone, he must seize the opportunity to intervene and rescue the person. He must not let the only high priest of the Gongxi clan be in front of the formation. At this moment, Chen Tang was glad that he had practiced the spirit of "transplanting flowers and connecting trees" thoroughly.


    It can come in handy at critical moments.


    Gong Xiqiu said truthfully: "This man is covered in face."


    Chen Tang was shocked when he heard this and looked up at Heiji. The latter was wrapped tightly in the dark martial armor, and only the holes under the armor were exposed all over his body. Where can you have any face? Or is it full of face? Gong Xiqiu has always been disdainful of lying and will not play at this critical moment. This can only be said that he saw things that ordinary people cannot see: "Face? How many? Can you tell me in detail what those faces look like?"


    Gong Xiqiu counted roughly.


    "Hundreds of human faces look like anything."


    He briefly talked about the characteristics of these faces.


    Nearly half of the appearance inside are black hair and black eyes. The remaining part has skin tones from light to dark, and the hair from short to long, from straight to curve. The eyes are blue, green, black and brown, and are mostly found in Beizhou and Wuzhou. To be precise, it is more common in the borders of the Quadrilateral Continent.


    If the entire continent is regarded as a four-sided area, the countries occupy the most livable round part, and the remaining corners are the Beizhou and Wuzhou. He traveled from north to south and traveled to many places over the years and found that most of these people were concentrated in these areas.


    What kind of collecting habits does Black Bone have?


    Otherwise, why are the faces on your body so complete?


    Gong Xiqiu did not forget to mention the key point: "I don''t know if these faces have their own consciousness, or if they are controlled by the same body, they have obvious hatred towards their elder brother."


    Previous people plant trees and later generations enjoy the cool air.


    Good brothers, they can meet the grudges accumulated by their ancestors wherever they go. If they weren’t for their strong strength, how could they live so much?


    Gong Xiqiu''s doubts were quickly understood.


    Hei Gu heard Jimo Qiu admit that he was from the Gongxi clan and killed him without lifting a knife. He just smiled in a silence, and couldn''t tell whether he was a man or a woman. Two clusters of black flames in the eye sockets beat twice.


    Under Jimoqiu''s vigilant gaze, he raised his hand to point to the position of his chest, where there was a sleeping face with closed eyes.


    This face was squeezed by seven or eight nearby faces, and the original appearance was not visible. It could only be vaguely judged from the lower jaw that it was a woman''s face.


    "When I was alive, my surname was Wei, and my name was Yicheng, and my courtesy name was Yucheng." Heigu also called himself, and then changed the subject and said, "Since you have a surname Jimo and a member of the Gongxi clan, you should be the high priest of this generation, right? Do you recognize this face?"


    Wei Cheng knew that the high priest could see these faces.


    "I don''t recognize it."


    Jimo Qiu replied calmly.


    "Don''t recognize it? Hahaha, high priest, how could you not recognize her?" Wei Cheng smiled again. The overlapping voices of a hundred men and women made people creepy, and what was even more terrifying was what he said, "She might be one of your ancestors."


    Jimo Qiu''s eyes fell on that face, and was confined by his divine power. At present, he could only see the existence of these faces, and could not see what caused this situation, and he didn''t know what the owner of these faces was in. He chose to ask the parties directly.


    "Ancestor, what''s wrong with her?"


    “Of course, it’s atonement.”


    "What sins need to be redeemed like this?"


    "Focus."


    Wei Cheng''s five fingers wide open, and endless black mist gushed out of his palm, condensing into a pitch-black bone hammer. There are countless skeleton ghost faces on the long handle, and the front end is a melon-shaped hammer head full of dull horns and sharp thorns. Such exquisiteness does not match Wei Cheng''s body shape.


    The moment Gong Xichou saw Guduohammer, his mind burst into an inspiration. He had always had a bad memory and immediately remembered where he had seen this thing. He was shouting and cursing and was about to go out of the battle, but Chen Tang quickly grabbed it: "Public and Western Qiu, it''s not the time."


    "That thing-" Gong Xiqiu tried hard to calm his restlessness and pointed at Guduo and said, "It''s the token of the high priest!"


    That''s not a bone hammer at all!


    It’s the wooden stick of a certain high priest!


    He has seen it in the wall of the secret room where the long-term lamp is enshrined!


    Under normal circumstances, after the high priest dies, the wooden stick will be burned and ascended to heaven as a burial object, and will not be left behind, nor will it appear in the hands of foreigners. Chen Tang was clear about this: "But that''s not a Guduo Hammer? Isn''t you admitting your mistake?"


    "I won''t admit my mistake."


    Just because he was holding Jimo Qiu''s wooden stick in his hand, he clearly saw that the "bone hammer" in Wei Cheng''s hand was not only lingering with dirty and evil spirits, but also entangled with the unique divine power of the high priest! These divine powers are ironclad evidence! What exactly did this guy Wei Cheng do?


    Gong Xiqiu felt chill when he thought of what Wei Cheng said, and was shuddered, and he was occupied by extreme anger and humiliation.


    Jimo Qiu''s vision was also attracted by the Guduo Hammer.


    "Has the ancestor fooled you?"


    This question is a bit redundant.


    Which of the old Dengs in Wu Kingdom has been fooled?


    Jimo Qiu asked this clearly.


    Wei Cheng sneered: "Is it just fooling me? Haha, why not ask me about this question and ask her in person."


    This seems ordinary but reveals an important piece of information.


    "What do you mean, have you eaten your ancestors too?"


    Wei Cheng seemed to hear some interesting questions, and his laughter became sharper. After finally stopping, he followed the national master in the rear and sighed: "Uncle, we old bones are really far away from the world for too many years. Nowadays, young people actually ask me such questions. Don''t you know what I have done before?"


    His strength during his lifetime was not outstanding.


    At that time, not long after the thief star came to the world, people lacked the understanding of literary and military courage cultivation, and wars in various places were still carried out in the most primitive battle against cold weapons. In order to protect his hometown from being slaughtered, he, his uncle and his tribe members also went to the battlefield.


    That war was really tragic.


    There was so tragic that he had no ammunition and food, so he treated the enemy''s corpse and even the corpse as food for hunger. Even he was seriously injured and awakened for a short time, begging his uncle to give himself a knife: [Ah, uncle, keep the best piece of meat for you. If you can survive, after a hundred years, don’t forget to tell your nephew how that piece of meat is different from other people’s meat. 】


    His experience is probably the first time to create the world.


    When he was conscious, he sat up suddenly, turned his head and saw his flesh and blood rolling in the pot, and the others were frightened and urinated. Only he touched his empty abdomen, leaned close to the pot and sniffed for a while, and buried his head in.


    【It tastes sour and not delicious. 】


    In that battle, they won the final battle.


    In every battle he fought since then, he would make the corpses of the enemy soldiers and the captured enemy soldiers into jerk. Only in this way can the soul gain temporary tranquility. The first lord felt that his behavior was too cruel and violent. He admitted that he would not bring these special jerky when he went out to fight, and his soul would suffer the same pain as being cut into pieces. The location of severe pain coincides with the location of dismemberment before life. The first lord can only take one step back.


    Let him harm the dead enemy corpses.


    [Keep living people with you. You can cut melons and vegetables and kill one without blinking your eyes. It will take more than ten or twenty years for parents to raise them. The Wu Kingdom will prosper in the future and need a living person. I heard from your uncle that you still have dried jerky from sixty or seventy years ago. 】


    Wei Cheng also gives gifts to his colleagues. He also gives jerky from various years.


    Especially when colleagues live a birthday, they will give away as many years as they are.


    Wu Kingdom is unique!


    His name was a child who could only cry at night.


    Now that the times have changed, there are ignorant children asking him such questions. It is really ridiculous and lamentable: "I not only ate your ancestors, but every face you see now is food."


    Wei Cheng smiled and commented on the taste of the ingredients.


    Most of the people he ate were sour, smelly and stinky. Eating them was similar to chewing wood, but it was still rotten wood covered with moss. My uncle didn''t like him to eat it raw, so he could only cook the ingredients, which smelled like a boiled golden juice.


    Wei Cheng died to death, and naturally there was no digestive organs for living people, so the ingredients he ate would not be digested, but would only turn into soul nutrients and merge with him. His "belly" is the Colosseum, and the soul of these ingredients will be trapped by him forever, and he will feel the torment of immortality with him.


    There are also relatively special ones in the ingredients of a hundred portions.


    That is the owner of the face on his chest.


    The culprit who lied to him and trapped him in the middle of the land!


    Her flesh was very clear and fragrant with wood. It was the most satisfying ingredient that Wei Cheng had found. Her soul, which had been in pain for more than a hundred years after her death, was also comforted. Unfortunately, I have never met again since then. After many years, he still misses him.


    As he said, two clusters of black flames staring at Jimoqiu in his eyes, his tone seemed to be savoring: "You are also the high priest of the Gongxi clan. The fleshy taste should be similar to hers, right?"


    How could Gong Xiqiu resist when he heard this?


    Under impulse, I forgot that I am no longer a brave warrior, but a literary scholar with a three-legged force. He doesn''t remember, but someone always remembers that Jimo Qiu takes action, and his target is not Wei Cheng.


    Gong Xichou pressed a pair of red shackles on his shoulders.


    The iron chains at both ends of the shackles connect to the ground.


    Gong Xiqiu: “…”


    He was stunned. This shackle can have a hundred pounds!


    Jimo Qiu said gently: "A Nian, don''t cause trouble."


    After hitting his brother, Jimo Qiu turned his head to Wei Cheng and said, "I have never eaten my own meat, and I don''t know what the texture is. As long as you have this ability, please take it yourself."


    "I am worthy of being from the Gongxi clan, and I am indeed stubborn."


    After negotiating this step, there is nothing to continue to discuss.


    A sharp whistle cut through the sky.


    Puff puff puff puff—


    Dense bones broke out from the ground and formed a war horse skeleton in less than a breath. As the last bone returned to his position, the war horse raised its neck and neighed. Four **** of flames spread rapidly upward from under the horse''s hooves, and wherever the flames pass, they turn into ferocious horse armor. The horse was twice as big as the war horse of an ordinary brave warrior. When the horse''s hooves kicked, a black afterimage was left in the air, and the majestic waves rushed in all directions.


    Even approached Jimo Qiu’s face.


    The horse''s hooves were raised high, trying to trample him into meat paste.


    With the force of ten thousand pounds, he fell down fiercely.


    Jimo Qiu resisted with a spear.


    The two attacked each other, and the gun body showed a significant concave arc under the pressure of huge force, and an inconspicuous breaking sound was made in the middle.


    Puff—


    A black flame ignited on the horse''s back.


    Wei Cheng appeared from the flames, his arms raised, and his strength gathered in his hands. His target was Jimo Qiu''s head. Although the hammer head of the Guduo Hammer is very small and looks not very lethal, it is a gadget that can easily break the armor of a brave warrior, and has the magical effect of pointing out the surface. If Jimo Qiu hits this head-on, even if his helmet is still intact, the sky spirit cover under the helmet will be smashed to pieces.


    Jimo Qiu borrowed cleverness and pulled back.


    As he pulled away, the horse''s hooves suddenly lost their target. When they landed, the dust was high, the land under his feet collapsed, and cracks spread in all directions like spider webs. The war horse stepped on two or three feet of sunken. At the same time, the Bone Hammer was also lost.


    Jimo Qiu raised his hand.


    The broken spear under the horse''s hooves turned into martial arts and flew towards his palm.


    "Haha, you boy is better than your ancestor."


    Wei Cheng''s words were contempt and jokes.


    Not only did he not have a sense of urgency, he was like a hunter who was sure to win, and he was interested in appreciating the miserable appearance of his prey saving himself in desperate situations. Jimo Qiu said, "You shouldn''t use your ancestors to measure my strength, it will only put you in a desperate situation."


    A brief contact just made him confirm something.


    Wei Cheng in front of him is far less than the 20th-level Chehou realm.


    It is even weaker than the incarnation transformed by Wynda.


    However, this also happens to prove why the worship of the Immortal Sect did not allow Wei Cheng to take action directly. You should know that a twenty-level Chehou who was between life and death and could not be beaten to death is even harder than Werder, who was at his peak. Werder''s broken arm and leg will be seriously injured, but the person in front of him will not. There has always been only those who play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, but how can one play to their weaknesses and avoid their strengths? Among them, there must be something tricky!


    This trick should be solved.


    Because of Wei Cheng''s strength.


    Most of the power is used to suppress something, Jimo Qiu guessed that it should be more than a hundred souls devoured by Wei Cheng. Most of the national masters know this problem, so they use the method of inverting civil and military affairs - suppressing the enemy is equivalent to improving oneself! Restricting the strength of the two armies and suppressing the ceiling of the top combat power of the two armies to the tenth-class Zuo Shuchang realm is undoubtedly the most beneficial method to Weicheng.


    Wei Cheng stood on his horse, playing with the bone hammer in his hand.


    "Yeah?"


    As he finished speaking, the squeezed face suddenly opened his eyes.


    Her eyes were facing Jimo Qiu.


    Wei Cheng smiled indifferently and said, "Then let''s compare?"


    He raised the bone hammer in his hand, and the lips on his chest that belonged to a high priest moved slightly. Jimo Qiu understood lips and knew what the other person was saying at a glance. That is the prayer of magic!


    Gong Xiqiu: "…How could he succeed—”


    He was like a big goose strangled by his neck, unable to make a sound.


    ?_(:3”∠)_


    ??I have been a little busy lately, and the plot is too slow. The courses at Lu Academy are almost over. I will sort them out after I go back in two days.


    ??(This chapter ends)