God Killer

() Then Zheng first dealt with those cultivators one by one, and searched for the jade coins on the cultivators.

Fifty jade coins were collected soon, and it was difficult for Zheng Xian to take away all the remaining jade coins. Zheng Xian hid these jade coins in a private house on the edge of the ruins, and then returned to the ruins. It was dead silent, all the goddamn cultivators were dead, and those who didn't deserve to die fled away. Zheng Xian looked at the bleak scene around him, and decided that when he came out next time, he would also bring some bombs and pistols with him, so as to cultivate immortality. No matter how fierce the opponent is, as long as he does not reach the level of alchemy, he will still be injured by these firearms.

If I had known this earlier, I should have leveled the building where the immortal cultivators gathered with a missile in the first place!

But then Zheng Xian shook his head, Immortal cultivators can blow up buildings, but the Sixth Business Division cannot do so.

Their identities are different. The Sixth Division of Business can clean up those people who know the truth about the cultivators, but they cannot clean up the people who don’t know the truth. The only way is inside the fence, otherwise, the aftermath team can simply kill people at will.

At this time, Nightingale's figure floated back from a distance, her hands were empty, Zheng Xian couldn't tell if Nightingale had gained anything, whether she had killed the four sect masters.

But Zheng Xian felt that these four sect masters had terrifying minds, so they might not be so easy to kill.

Nightingale still didn't even look at Zheng Xian, passed by Zheng Xian, and flew towards the place where they got off the car.

Zheng Xian followed behind Nightingale without saying a word. Nightingale's ignorance of this kind of thing is ignoring without contempt or any other emotion. Seeing you is like not seeing you. Compared with the feeling of seeing you but I look down on you Somewhat better.

Zheng Xian didn't intend to bother with this cold, stone-like woman who nearly killed him before, it's not that he didn't want to care, Zheng Xian really didn't know how to care about this cold-blooded woman who didn't have any mood swings.

If you scold her, she probably won't say a word. If you hit her, the consequences will be serious. In the end, it's Zheng Xian himself who will be hurt and traumatized. When you meet such a guy, you can't get angry. I can only hold back.

Zheng Xian was walking forward with his head lowered, when Nightingale, who had been walking steadily in front of her, suddenly wobbled, but soon returned to normal, and Zheng Xian followed behind without being taken aback for a moment. While frowning, Nightingale suddenly fell to the ground and fell silent.

Zheng Xian rushed over and saw that Nightingale's body was slightly convulsed, lying there as if she had lost her mind.

Is it injured?

Zheng Xian quickly checked Yeying's body, there was nothing wrong with her back, Zheng Xian reached out and grabbed Nightingale's arm to turn her body over.

Nightingale suddenly punched Zheng Xian on the left side of the cheek, sending Mr. Zheng flying.

Zheng Xian fell to the ground, feeling that his molars were loose, this punch was not small, but Zheng Xian could see the taste of the end of the force, even Zheng Xian felt that this punch was completely from the physical body and could react, it was not at all. Consciousness is not included.

Zheng Xian approached Nightingale again, tentatively turned Nightingale over, at this time Nightingale didn't react at all, Zheng Xian touched the shark skin tights on Nightingale's body for the first time. The texture is slippery and does not hold hands, and it is quite difficult to grasp it. It is estimated that [-]% to [-]% of the force of the general attack will be removed first if it is hit on this tights.

Zheng Xian watched Nightingale up and down carefully, but still didn't find anything wrong with Nightingale's body, she didn't look injured at all.

At this time, Zheng Xian contacted the command room of the Sixth Business Division and called for help.

Er Gouzi's voice came from the other side, and Zheng Xian felt something was wrong with Er Gouzi's voice.

"You said Nightingale fell down? Lost consciousness?"

There was nothing wrong with the words, but no matter how Zheng Xian listened, Er Gouzi seemed to have expected this to happen a long time ago, and was even a little agitated.

But Zheng Xian didn't bother to care about the problems in the middle, and these problems had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, you stay where you are, and I'll send someone over right away."

After Zheng Xian broke contact, sitting next to Nightingale, he was very curious about this woman Zheng Xian. Her strength and character made Zheng Xian feel strange and elusive.

If he could not clearly feel that Nightingale has human breath and warm skin, Zheng Xian would have regarded Nightingale as a highly simulated robot created with the latest technology.

Nightingale's breathing was quite rapid, and then Zheng Xian saw that blue blood vessels began to emerge on Nightingale's only exposed face. These blood vessels were only one or two at first, and finally began to increase gradually, slowly densely packed almost All over Nightingale's snow-white cheeks, the color also began to turn from blue to black.

And Nightingale's breathing began to become more and more rapid, and the breath from her mouth and nose had a temperature close to that of a flame.

Mr. Zheng had a bad feeling. He stood up and backed away slightly. Mr. Zheng had a feeling that Nightingale was quite unstable at this moment, as unstable as a bomb, which would explode at any time.This feeling is like a nuclear bomb, or a highly radioactive pollutant.

Zheng Xian released his thoughts a little and looked towards Nightingale.

This is Zheng Xian's first time watching Nightingale with his thoughts. He never dared to do this in the past. Although he knew that Nightingale was not a cultivator, Zheng Xian did not dare to take this risk. God knows if the many instruments on Nightingale's body can perceive thoughts Function?

In Zheng Xian's eyes, there are dozens of large and small black spots on Nightingale's body at this time, and these spots are expanding rapidly. These black spots are like lesions in Zheng Xian's eyes. These spots have been seen on the lungs of the son of Ye Ying, but the black spots on Nightingale's body are obviously different from the spots on the body of Silver Ghost's son, Hao Guang.

These spots have a strong phagocytic power, and they are constantly expanding in Nightingale's body like living creatures. The dark blood vessels on Nightingale's face are the external manifestations of being eroded by him.

These dark spots were as big as a human head and as small as a fist, all over Nightingale's body.

Moreover, these black spots gave Zheng Xian a feeling of instability. Every small particle on these black spots was shaking rapidly, violently rubbing against the surrounding small particles.

It's as if the deepest part of these black spots is about to explode at any time, as if these black spots are constantly accumulating power, and when the power accumulates to a certain level, a fission reaction will occur.

Zheng Xian calculated that Nightingale only has a lifespan of 5 minutes at most, and if Er Gouzi's people don't arrive within 5 minutes, Nightingale will undoubtedly die. These dark spots will swallow up all the good organs of Nightingale's body within 5 minutes .

Zheng Xian felt that Er Gouzi's people might not be of any use when they arrived, which was obviously the appearance of a terminally ill and incurable patient.

At this moment, Nightingale's breathing began to fail, her beating heart also began to fail, and all her organs were failing.

Zheng Xian opened his mouth to contact the command center, "Nightingale's breathing has begun to fail."

This time, it wasn't Er Gouzi's voice that sounded like a beating, but another staff member's voice: "The rescuers have already set off, and they will arrive at your location in at most 10 minutes."

Zheng first took a look at Nightingale. Nightingale's exposed chin had turned into a pitch black color. Her whole body was convulsing mechanically. Nightingale's mouth was slightly opened and opened and closed weakly, as if she wanted to say something. What.

Zheng Xian disconnected, and then walked carefully to Nightingale's side. Even his hearing as a cultivator could not hear Nightingale's voice. Zheng Xian bent down and put his ear close to Nightingale's mouth.

The intermittent Zheng Xian heard an extremely weak word: "Medicine..."

medicine?

Zheng Xian thought that Nightingale was dumb, but now it seems that he is not dumb, but just unwilling to speak.

Zheng Xian immediately stretched out his hand and searched Nightingale, looking for traces of the medicine that Nightingale said.

Zheng first searched Nightingale's whole body, and finally felt a bump on Nightingale's waist, which was round and looked like a pill. At this time, Nightingale became weaker and softer, and felt as if she had touched a stone. I feel much better, and this is what a woman should look like.

Zheng Xian thought that he should have found the medicine, but Zheng Xian was surprised to find that he couldn't take out the round pill, because the tights were tightly wrapped around the nightingale's body, as if growing on the nightingale's body, and The tights were so tough that Zheng Xian couldn't tear them apart, and then he cut them with the short knife in the armor, but the short knife couldn't separate the tights at all, the material of the tights is really against the sky.

Zheng Xian then touched every inch of Nightingale's body, and finally found the opening of Nightingale's sharkskin tights.

The opening of this dress is quite interesting, it is just a small gap, other parts of the tights are directly stuck to the skin, only a small gap on the chest and neck is separated from the skin, it is slightly thick here, as long as Pulling hard, the tights and skin can be pulled apart.

The tights are extremely elastic, and they don't need zippers or the like to put them on and take them off. As long as you forcefully open the gap on the top of the tights, it can be stretched like elastic rubber and can be taken off slowly.

Zheng Xian didn't dare to do it at first, but after pulling it a few times, Zheng Xian knew that it couldn't be pulled apart without any effort, and the material of the tights was extremely elastic, so I'm afraid he might not be able to tear it apart even if he tried his best. Then she pulled hard, and finally pulled the tights from her neck to her shoulders. Unfortunately, the skin on Nightingale's shoulders was the same as the skin on her face, which was pitch black. There is no more beauty to speak of.

Zheng Xian continued to forcefully tore off the tights from Nightingale's body until it reached her chest. The tights were stretched tightly, causing a hot arc to appear on her chest. Zheng Xian hesitated a little, Then continue to pull the tights down. It is very, very difficult for the tights to go down here, so this is the most prominent part of Nightingale's body, and the tights have to be pulled to open the widest.

Zheng Xian gritted his teeth and pulled hard, suddenly, two plump and round things popped out from under the tights.

These two hemispheres are full of elasticity and have an excellent sense of q. They are shaped like two peaches. The two hemispheres are a little far away from the many black mutations on Nightingale's body, so these two hemispheres still have the wonderful color and texture of lychee meat, and have not yet been eroded by the dark blood vessels.

Especially the two fresh and tender grapes on the top, showing an attractive color, the pink is so cute, people can't help but want to hold them in their mouths until they melt into The sweet juice stops.

And there was a faint milk fragrance from it, which was refreshing and made Zheng Xian feel intoxicated.

Zheng Xian swallowed, and then looked away from the pair of cute dove-like hemispheres. There was actually a necklace hanging on Nightingale's neck, which looked like a drop of water, and a white white was sealed inside the drop. Eyeball-shaped discs.