Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 893 Carrion ([-])
Everything in the world is strange, I didn't respond so hard just now, but I came out at this time.

Walking in the night, feeling the gaze from behind, Fu Qian felt emotional.

Just now, Jiang En's tragic experience was even worse than Taylor's, and he did it on purpose.

Including not too deliberately hiding his whereabouts at the beginning.

The main reason is that the discovery in the rally just now is really too fateful.

In Fu Qian's judgment, no matter what the motivation was, the probability that those people could arrange Jiang En to such a degree without arranging real-time monitoring was not high.

However, after some operations just now, there was actually no special reaction.

It seemed that he was really the only one in the house of the fallen genius.

I was somewhat surprised before paying.

It now appears that the initial judgment was correct.

It's not that no one is looking at Jiang En, it's just that the method used can't even be noticed by himself, a demigod.

Let's just say, it's always a little abnormal to be targeted by the warehouse.

……

I am very satisfied with the development of the matter, and I will move forward without any hassle.

And the route he chose was getting more and more remote, acting secretly, and he didn't want to be discovered.

After walking like this for a few more minutes, at a certain moment, Fu Qian's footsteps froze out of nowhere, and he stopped there, not continuing to fall.

And with such a change, there was an extra pure black crossbow where he should have stepped on.

After being inserted into the ground, black air was even emitted around.

The whole process was silent, and it was really a good way for Yin people to sneak attack.

With just one glance, Fu Qian stepped on the foot that stopped in mid-air.

However, as soon as he took a step back, another jet-black crossbow pierced the night sky, aiming at his waist.

The angle is so tricky, it looks like Fu Qian took the initiative to put it together.

At the critical moment, Fu Qian changed direction again, narrowly dodging the blow.

"who?"

It wasn't until then that he yelled out a question, and stood where he was, and didn't act rashly.

"The Ming King of Universiade really lives up to his reputation."

As soon as the words fell, there was a voice from the corner.

A tightly packed figure stepped out of the darkness.

……

Yes, it looks like Tier [-], and it can be placed anywhere, it is also a hero.

And is this long-awaited?Sure enough, they came out to hang out, and it is basic etiquette to flatter each other.

The sneak attacker refused to show his face, and Fu Qian immediately set his eyes on the opponent's hand.

The huge contrast was that what fired the jet-black arrow just now was actually a hand crossbow with a warm and bright light.

At first glance, it is full of clear and holy flavor, which makes people feel like bathing in the warm morning light.

And at this moment, another pitch-black crossbow arrow was forming rapidly on top of the hand crossbow.

This extraordinary weapon is a bit convenient. If my compassion can automatically generate bullets, I don't have to blackmail Chief Yuan.

"Where did the rats come from? Not only did they attack from behind, but they didn't even dare to show their true colors!"

After looking at it for a few seconds, Fu Qian snorted coldly, with contempt in his voice.

"...Don't you wear a mask yourself?"

Opposite this review is a bit confusing.

"Can that be the same? I did this only because Xiaoxiao's generation is not worthy of seeing the real face."

It's a pity that this kind of rhetorical question is so rare that it is impossible to pay back.

"That's just right... It doesn't make sense what a dying person looks like."

The person who came nodded, he didn't seem to have any intention of playing tricks with Fu Qian, and another black arrow shot out while speaking.

It's a pity that Fu Qian was prepared, so of course he didn't hit.

"If your Excellency only has this method of sneak attack from behind, I'm not interested in accompanying you."

While staring at the other party, Fu Qian made a gesture to leave.

After firing the third arrow, there was no longer any black glow on the hand crossbow.

"Don't be so impatient...cough cough, you will definitely be buried here today...cough."

However, the sneak attacker hung his crossbow back to his waist while talking harshly, and even coughed a few times, looking exhausted.

"Oh? Then I want to learn about your master's tricks!"

Fu Qian took a step forward, as if he was a little interested.

However, at this moment, a red light flashed in front of him, as if something swept across the sky.

Fu Qian deftly avoided the blow, and found that it was actually a rope that seemed to gather countless filaments, and the night sky was glowing with a deep red color.

And the two ends of the rope are exactly two black crossbow arrows.

"So that's why you shot the arrow just now?"

Fu Qian had a suddenly enlightened tone.

"There are means, but should there be three—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw two more long dark red locks running through the sky, forming a triangle with the one at the beginning, just trapping him in the middle.

"Tell me not to rush."

The sneak attacker coughed twice again, as if he had finally straightened out his breath, and his posture was well controlled.

And the next moment, this finger danced, and the three long ropes were pulled towards the middle in unison.

A huge pressure came, as if even the air became thicker.

Fu Qian, who was in the middle, was undoubtedly the center of this pressure.

And between the interlacing, the coordination of the three long cables was just right, leaving him almost no gaps.

"Good come!"

In this situation, Fu Qian didn't seem to be planning to find any free time.

He directly chose the direction of the attacker, and the next moment he rushed forward violently, his hands turned into claws and hammers, and faced the long rope.

There was a strong collision sound, and the long cable trembled under the impact, and even spattered traces similar to sparks.

Even so, however, it was tenacious and strong in the end, showing no signs of tearing.

The thing summoned by this tired cough still showed a commensurate tenacity.

But the breakout failed, the pincer attack of the long rope had already caught up, Fu Qian had to dodge continuously, and retreated to the center of the triangle again.

"I told you that you will be buried here today, why don't you believe me?"

The aura of the sneak attacker was about to break through the sky at this moment. Amidst the deep laughter, he moved his palm again, and countless filaments flew out from the three long ropes.

The filaments fluttered and gathered into a net in a blink of an eye, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"Good trick!"

Seeing the red silk screen approaching the middle inch by inch, Fu Qian, who was in a desperate situation, stood still with his hands down the next moment, as if he was already sitting and waiting to die.

Until the silk net was about to wrap around his body, a golden light rose from his body, surging violently in the blink of an eye.

The golden color is so radiant, dispelling every trace of darkness around it, almost giving people a feeling of worship.

Without a sound, the fine silk screen disintegrated into pieces.

"Is this the legendary Vajra Subduing Demon Circle? Seeing it today, it really lives up to its reputation!"

The next moment, Fuqian folded his hands together, and couldn't bear to look at the lines.

"Another special thanks."

"I got it!"

(End of this chapter)