Chapter 372 Qingshi Takes the Lead

at this time.

Screams were heard from the food stall of the wonton shop.

The Daxia Dragon Bird members watched with their own eyes as the man who walked into the gray town waved his hand, and the black flames in the sky burned towards ordinary people like tarsal poison.

Ghost Controller!

His pupils shrank.

As a being with perfect theoretical knowledge of Daxia Dragon Bird, Leping knew very well that the being who could summon the black will-o'-the-wisp with one hand like this must be the rumored ghost master.

Samsung.

This person is at least a Samsung player.

Leping was a little surprised.

Although he had just joined the Great Xia Longqiao, he basically knew the few three-star players in Qing City.

But among them, there is definitely no one like Shen Jian.

Where did this person come from?

Dare to confront a half-step red-clothed level devil head-on?

Thinking.

Shen Jian on the other side had already flipped the table arrogantly.

A half-step red-clad ghost could no longer attract his attention. Since this gray city couldn't let him enter the world in the painting, he would go out and think of a way.

As for the urban area on the outskirts of Qingshi now, he is not going to take care of it anymore and will just leave it to the underworld.

Today's underworld is no longer as fragile as when he first obtained it.

It may not be possible to solve the world in the painting, but it is more than enough to wipe out a corner of the city in the painting.

Think of this.

Shen Jian looked at the owner of the wonton shop and said, "It's difficult, isn't it? I'm going to make it impossible for you to run it. It's just your Sanwu stall. Who knows what's in your fillings? It really affects the appearance of the city. I'll go there later." Contact Guihua and have it banned.”

Wonton shop owner:?

grass.

What the hell is this dogecoin?

If there is a conflict between the two of us, you still need to call in foreign aid.

I hate people with connections like you the most.

He stared at Shen Jian and let out a vicious laugh: "Human, you will know how delicious it is after you try a bowl."

The boss's sinister laughter resounded.

The faces of the Daxia Longque members in the distance turned pale.

The so-called ghosts are really terrifying.

The supernatural power he possesses is even more eerie and penetrating.

Totally unreasonable.

Once an ordinary person triggers the murderous law of the devil, there is no way to survive.

Is what Daxia Longque has to deal with, such a series of shocking and supernatural events?

What about players of thriller games?

What kind of absurd and terrifying story must they have experienced?

Can the player in front of me really suppress Li Gui?

Countless doubts appeared in his mind.

next moment.

Shen Jian took out a mourning stick.

Grinning: "It's delicious, right? It must have added ingredients. What I hate most in my life are people who add ingredients to it and people who don't let me add ingredients."

"Come on, come on, let me save you and let you re-enter reincarnation and be reborn as a pig fetus in your next life."

Said.

Shen Jian raised the mourning stick and hit it.

Wonton shop owner:! ! !

Damn it.

Is it that fast?

His expression began to freeze.

Because he found that Shen Jian was of course a bit fast...no, he was really fast on a horse.

In just an instant, a white bone rod came to him.

Just hit him with a stick on the head.

Damn it.

You're the Flash.

The owner of the wonton shop panicked.

"Wait, aren't you going to save me? What are you doing now?"

Shen Jian smiled kindly: "The academic term for my salvation is physical salvation."

Wonton shop owner:...

What else was he going to say.

Shen Jian's mourning stick has been smashed down.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

The wonton shop owner fell to the ground.

Shen Jian shook his head and took the body away skillfully.

There are not many people who are as diligent and thrifty as him.

…

at the same time.

Ordinary people who were burned by the fire of hell began to wake up one by one.

Seeing the black flames burning on their bodies, everyone became frightened: "Help, help."

“What kind of fire is this and why can’t it be put out?”

"Save me, I don't want to be burned to death."

soon.

As the supernatural beings in their bodies were continuously burned by the fire of hell, more and more people woke up and began to shout for help.

Subsequently.

Some people began to rush out of the food stall in pain, and the black flames stained on their bodies became smaller and smaller, until after the last few shrill screams, the black flames completely disappeared.

The pain in my body also disappeared.

But the pain inflicted on the body before still caused the person who rushed out to fall to the ground and gasp for air, with eyes filled with horror.

See it.

Shen Jian looked at the other person and said, "You are lucky, the supernatural power in your body has been burned away."

Hear this.

The first survivor who rushed out looked at Shen Jian with shock and anger: "Did you set the fire?"

"Do you want to burn us?"

Shen Jian said expressionlessly: "At least you didn't die in the hands of a ghost."

The first survivor was stunned for a moment.

Then he subconsciously looked at the food stall behind him, and then he realized the current situation. He suddenly shivered all over and felt a chill in his heart.

When he looked at Shen Jian again, there was no anger in his eyes, only fear and uneasiness.

He hit a ghost.

And this man killed ghosts.

saved him.

Otherwise, he might have died by the time he left the food stall.

It was not that he had not seen the scene in which a diner was pulled out and died outside, but he was just indifferent due to the supernatural influence.

Think of this.

He began to apologize sincerely.

Then he stood behind Shen Jianjian and approached Leping, who was wearing a Daxia Longque uniform.

He recognized that uniform, he was from the Qingshi official.

Leping's eyes were strange and he said: "You are really impatient. You are a ruthless person who can kill a devil with one stick. How dare you say such cruel words? I was worried about him hitting you with a stick just now."

Hear this.

The first survivor became even more panicked and asked: "This big brother, is he also an official? Is he here to save us? There is something wrong with this ghost place."

Leping glanced at the other party.

He thought to himself: His status is much more important than that of the official people.

He secretly glanced at the bloody hemp rope on Shen Jian's wrist, and the more he thought about it, the more familiar it became.

Especially what instructor Qian once said.

When you meet a person in Qingshi, you must obey his orders unconditionally.

Even if it requires you to commit suicide, it will still be your blessing.

The most striking feature of this person is a ghost rope on his wrist.

If he guessed correctly.

This person is the person in charge of Qing City that instructor Qian often talks about.

Commonly known as: Qingshi is the leader.

Not long after.

More and more survivors rushed out of the food stall.

Under the warnings of Leping and the first survivor, the anger of all survivors disappeared.

Looking at Shen Jian secretly.

Although Shen Jian was not an official, he saved them and killed the evil ghost, which gave people a sense of security.

Naturally, they didn't want to be abandoned by Shen Jian.

To this.

Shen Jian ignored it.

…

Start retreating along the way you came.

Although this place is only a corner of the city in the painting, the area is equally huge.

His personal power is definitely not as good as the underworld's evil forces dispatched by groups.

not to mention.

He really has no interest in catching these ghosts whose highest level of terror is only half a red-clothed level.

When passing by an alley.

Rapid footsteps sounded.

There were survivors running for their lives and running towards him quickly.

Shen Jian looked around.

In an alleyway no more than two hundred meters away, several young people fled in panic. They didn't even dare to look back.

Because there is a huge balloon with a human head behind it.

Under the huge human head, a hanging rope hangs.

Lifted by the wind.

It seemed as if it would be put on their heads at any time, hoisted up, and fly high into the sky.

"Hurry, hurry up. After running out of this alley, we will disperse and run away. Whoever is caught up by then will consider themselves unlucky."

The man running at the front shouted loudly.

Hear this.

The survivors who followed behind were even more frightened.

Everyone must run ahead.

They don’t need to outperform the head balloon, they just need to outperform everyone else.

The head balloon will only hang one person at a time.

At this moment.

The man who was second to last pulled the woman in front of her by her long hair, pulled her down, and stepped over.

"Ah, you bastard."

The woman got up from the ground, with a look of three parts anger, three parts panic, and three parts fear on her face.

He couldn't help but cursed loudly.

However.

No one wants to help.

Everyone pretended not to hear.

Falling at this time means death.

No one dares to risk being hanged from a balloon to save a stranger.

The woman who fell seemed to know her fate.

Struggling to get up.

But the fall seemed to sprain her foot, and she could only run away while holding on to the wall.

But the human head balloon behind him is getting closer and closer.

The fatal hanging rope is approaching step by step.

this moment.

The long-haired woman was desperate.

I couldn't help crying.

But the survivor at the front looked happy because he could walk out of the alleyway right away.

At this time.

A figure walked out.

He had black hair and black eyes, and his wrist was tied with a bloody hemp rope.

The hemp rope stood up against the laws of nature.

The man's expression changed drastically.

Appearing here in such a weird way at this time, could it be another ghost?

Shen Jian glanced at him and said, "You are lucky."

Said.

Shen Jian ignored the man and walked straight to the depths of the alley.

He took out an ancient long knife.

period.

Several survivors passed Shen Jian in surprise.

I don’t understand why this person wanted to die.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road."

Behind him, when the man pushing someone saw Shen Jian, he was frightened and angry, and was about to push him down again to delay and ensure his own safety.

Shen Jian's face was expressionless.

Kicked him over.

The man who pushed him was kicked three meters away and hit the wall hard.

A heart-rending scream sounded.

Shen Jian ignored it.

Holding the ghost knife, he walked towards the depths.

The long-haired woman also saw Shen Jian coming, her eyes red from crying slowly raised, "You, who are you? Run away quickly, I can't walk anymore, I will stay with that bastard to feed people's heads. Balloon, it’s too late for you to run away now, so I’ll take my revenge.”

Shen Jian glanced at her.

Raise the ghost sword.

Supernatural activation.

A dark dead line suddenly appeared on the head of the human-headed balloon.

Shen Jian slashed it with his sword.

The dead line was cut without any resistance.

The ferocity on the face of the human-headed balloon disappeared.

Falling like a plane crash.

The supernatural reaction of a half-step red-coat level disappeared, and he fell into a state of death.

then.

The ghost rope revived, pulled out a hemp rope out of thin air, hoisted the human head balloon, and returned to Shen Jianjian.

A length of hemp rope at the front was circled in front of Shen Jian.

Long-haired woman:? ? ?

She was confused.

what happened?

The man was at least fifty meters away from the balloon and slashed it with his knife, causing the balloon to die.

Such a strange scene really challenged her outlook.

So much so that she opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

"You can leave, follow."

Say it.

Shen Jian turned and left.

…

After a while.

Shen Jian used Ghost Domain and led the group of survivors out of here.

Entering the gray city is like stepping half-foot into the city in the painting. It is a supernatural place surrounded by ghosts, and a group of ordinary people cannot get out.

With a burst of red light.

Everyone appeared on the outskirts.

There is no longer a cold atmosphere around, instead the sun is shining brightly and there is warmth everywhere.

"Come out, we are finally out."

"Finally left this hellish place."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I don't dare to go into strange places casually anymore."

Many survivors cried with joy.

I couldn't hold back my excitement and started yelling.

The long-haired woman who was rescued by Shen Jian kept looking at the man who brought them out.

She was very curious about Shen Jian's identity.

I am also grateful to my savior.

She wanted to go up and say thank you, but at this moment, she didn't dare to get close.

Because a group of uniformed officials gathered around and stood in front of Shen Jian respectfully.

This scene.

Many survivors began to speculate about Shen Jian's identity.

Some speculated that he was a state agent, some speculated that he was a capable person, and some thought he was some kind of big leader.

I feel more and more in awe.

Especially the man who was kicked by Shen Jian and suffered unbearable pain in his abdomen, looked even more frightened.

He lowered his head and trembled.

Afraid of being noticed by Shen Jian.

"You guys stay here and someone will take over here soon."

Shen Jian looked at Qian Kuan and said.

Then the red light burst out and disappeared.

Shen Jian's eyes flickered.

He knew that this sentence was basically equivalent to a positive admission that he had a relationship with the underworld and that he was the king of hell.

But in today's underworld, there is no need to hide, no need to keep a low profile, and no need to care about Yang Shi's eyes.

The arrival of the underworld is already a fact.