final catastrophe

Chapter 112 61. Strange 2
City Lord's Mansion.

As for Mr. Qin, the dignitaries in the city were able to survive and won three years. Naturally, their minds became active. Although everyone's faces were a little stern, they were just pretending to express their symbolic condolences.

However, they were also very happy.

Seeking benevolence and benevolence, aren't you a hero?
In this case, if you don’t go to hell, who will go to hell?
hell?

What is hell like?

Soon, everyone surrounded the long table.

However, the door of the conference hall suddenly opened without wind, with an extremely ear-piercing "creaking" sound, as if needles were piercing nails, causing the woman to scream.

The night is still dark, and there is still moonlight and starlight when entering the house.

But outside the door, it was suddenly pitch black, and all the light seemed to be eaten up.

How did the door open?Isn't it locked?

Zhou Cheng remembered that there were two of his cronies outside the door as guards, they would not be so careless.

"Guards! Guards!" He frowned and shouted majestically.

As soon as he finished his voice, a gust of dark wind came from outside the door and blew out all the red candles that were lined up vertically on the long table.

Outside the door, no one answered.

"Guard!!" Zhou Cheng felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out, could it be an assassin?But where did this assassin come from?Lingye City has long been besieged by bandits, so how can there be any assassins?
He hurriedly got up and waved his left hand, but accidentally knocked down the teacup in hand.

when!
The teacup fell to the ground with an ear-piercing, chilling crackling sound.

And a few people hurriedly came over, concerned: "Master Zhou, are you alright?"

"It's all right, it's just that the teacup was accidentally knocked off"

After a short period of noise, some people wanted to close the door, while others went to get the spare fire pockets in the conference hall, but the surroundings were dark and they couldn't see their fingers, so they could only grope carefully.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise outside the door.

The people in the conference hall suddenly stopped still, like stone sculptures, listening intently, not daring to move.

It sounded like something was being dragged.
Is it a sack?
Zhou Cheng's Adam's apple rolled, but his heart felt hairy.

The voice became faster and faster, as if it had turned into his own heartbeat, beating wildly, about to pop out of his throat.

"Who?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

The sense of crisis made everyone hold the candlesticks and other heavy objects at hand, and they could make weapons if they could hardly do it.

Just when people were panicking, the voice subsided again.

There was an eerie stillness in the air.

"Who is going to close the door." Someone said carefully.

But it was pitch black outside the door, as if something weird was dragging around, and this door couldn't get out.
Chi.
The torch was lit, and someone hurriedly lit a red candle.

A faint fire glowed, although it was only a little bit, but the dignitaries in the room felt warm and comfortable like never before.

So warm that all shadows, like blooming corpse flowers, are projected onto the surrounding pale walls, elongated and shortened, shortened and elongated, like noodles.

And among this group of people, a racecourse owner who has a background in martial arts and even practiced horizontal exercises saw this opportunity, rushed to the wide open door, swiped his right hand, quickly closed the door, and then hurriedly locked it and fixed it .

Completely isolate the darkness outside the door.

Only then did everyone feel relieved, but they were in no mood to talk about other things.

The remaining extinguished red candles were quickly lit by the fire, and the room was bright again.

"Everyone." Zhou Cheng coughed, calmed down, and wanted to continue the topic just now.

But he noticed that the old Qin's pupils beside him were dilated, getting bigger and bigger, and there was deep terror and fear hidden in them.

He was about to inquire, but the people in the row who had seen Mr. Qin trembled.
So, Zhou Cheng turned his head slowly and slowly.

On the ground, at some point, there was a huge white cloth, but at this moment, the cloth was rising, little by little, like a tumor, and slowly accumulated until it reached more than two meters.

Bang bang bang!
His heartbeat was so fast that it was difficult to breathe, and there was a sweetness in his throat, but his mouth was full of blood.

The bulging strange white cloth was slowly turning around.

When it turned around completely, Zhou Cheng saw its face.
Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

On this day, the City Lord's Mansion completely collapsed, and turned into a deep, somewhat ancient alley across the north of Lingye City.

However, the doors of every household in the city could suddenly be opened.

They haven't realized what happened yet, and they don't know that the whole Lingye City has become a real ghost town with big monsters!
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Xia Ji can naturally imagine all of this.

But at this time, he had already dismounted.

An elegant and thin middle-aged scholar with a big black mole on his face, standing at the entrance of the bandit camp with a large book in his hand, beside him stood slightly back the enchanting "Ice Blade" Chang Yue who had already become a sword master. , and there were several people Xia Ji didn't know.

But even just looking at his courage, he could guess that he wasn't an ordinary bandit.

"I have arrived as promised!" Xia Ji spread his hands, indicating that he did not bring any weapons.

"Master Xia has done such a thing for the people of a city. Even if he is on the opposing side, I still admire him from the bottom of my heart." The middle-aged scholar bowed.

"I just don't know if they are worried about Master Xia at this moment? And on the eve of leaving the city, did they ever try to keep Master Xia or say, Master Xia was forced out of the city by them." And a few places, but only to the point.

"You are?" Xia Ji asked.

The middle-aged scholar suddenly said: "It's raining on Jiabu, but I'm just a frail scholar. If Master Xia wants to capture me, he must seize the opportunity."

He changed the subject and said, "But Master Xia doesn't have to do that, because we don't have any malice towards you. The reason why we invited you here is just to take you to meet someone."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands, and a luxurious, chic carriage that was incompatible with the vulgarity of bandits came out of the camp.

"Master Xia, please get in the car, you just need to cooperate with me, and I will never break my promise."

Now that he has come here, Xia Ji naturally wants to see what these godly bandits are up to.

So he didn't ask any more questions, and got into the carriage directly.

The interior of the car is as luxurious as a small palace, with red sable velvet cushions, a glazed jade table, and on the table is a purple jade Pisces incense burner, the size of a fist, in which are burning precious spices.

Inside the censer is a fruit plate. The white jade plate is engraved with a picture of "a flock of sparrows entering the orchard", and several fresh fruits are placed in the plate for the entertainment of the distinguished guests in the car.

Even better, there was a beauty lying on the red sable velvet cushion opposite the glazed jade table, delicately wrapped in a layer of tulle, her legs were side by side, ashamed to say it, and welcome to her when she saw Xia Ji getting into the car, She said "ah" softly, and then shrank back into the car, but opened her lips slightly, and said softly: "The journey is long, and everything in the car can be enjoyed by the distinguished guests, including me."

(End of this chapter)