Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/

"Ah, what do you want to do, let me go?"

The screams cut through the night sky, making it even more shrill in the middle of the night, and the light of the street lights seemed to be dim.

The area that can be illuminated by a street light is very small. Even a row of street lights can be illuminated by the night is still very small. Most of the nights in the city are still shrouded in the night. How many unfair things have been breeded in this darkness? How many people know and how many people will care about it? What's more, this is a slum area, and no one will care about it even if you scream, and the security forces will not come here to patrol.

"Hahaha, this girl is pretty good. I've been fond of her for a long time, but unfortunately she refuses to sell her." A scarred man said with a lewd smile, his eyes carefully looked at Emily's body. The more he looked at her, the more he became, the more he felt. He really wanted to pounce on her now and raged on this wonderful body.

"Well, I'm really good-looking, which one of us should go first?" said the other three big men who grabbed Emily.

"I'll come first. Look at the girl's appearance. The virgin crown should still be there. I'll enjoy it first." The scared man said, then stepped forward and pulled Emily's coat off and tore it apart.

"You can't be so rude to girls, and I think, in fact, I can come first."

"Who are you? You dare to come and care about our nostalgia." The scar man was in a hurry. At this time, someone dared to disturb him, which was simply seeking death.

When I looked back, I saw a young man with an extremely pale face and a thin figure. There was a hideous scar on his chest, which was like a seriously injured and dying person.

"Hahaha, boy, you are like this, and you dare to come over and meddle in other people's business. You're simply ignoring your life or death."

"Life and die, I know more about the taste of death than you, and so what about the taste of life." Zetian smiled slightly. As a zombie, I have experienced death for a long time, and have even been wandering in death for a long time. How it feels? I believe no one knows it better than Zetian.

"It's you?" Emily looked at Zetian in surprise, feeling full of loss for a moment, and the knight dream in her heart was even more shattered.

Every girl has a knight dream, imagining that she is the princess caught by the evil dragon, waiting for the brave and handsome knight to come and slaughter the evil dragon and save herself.

But reality and dreams are always a little different. The heroic and handsome knight has not arrived. The one who came was a teenager who looked seriously injured and dying. The gap is too big.

"You, go up and get rid of him." The scarred man asked one of his companions to go. In his opinion, one person was enough to kill the weak boy in front of him.

"Really, let me do such dirty work, but forget it." The man named was a little unhappy. If he killed someone, he would be bloody. If he dirty himself, it would be no fun later.

For this reason, the man gave up the idea of ​​killing Zetian with a knife. Judging from Zetian's appearance, he probably might not be able to bear a punch, so the man clenched his fists and punched Zetian in the face.

The fist wrapped in the fighting spirit caused a gust of wind to attack, and the punch was very powerful. But Zetian just smiled faintly, and when the fist was about to touch his face, Zetian moved.

When Zetian moved, his speed was like a ghost, which scared the man. This speed and flexible movement were not something that a person should have been seriously injured.

Before the man could react, he felt a stinging pain in his neck. His blood was flowing rapidly. With the loss of blood, his strength and Dou Qi were like water that opened the gate, and all of them were flowing away, and he couldn't even hold them away.

"Damn it." The man wanted to stop Zetian, and he wanted to fight back, but his strength and fighting spirit were sucked away by Zetian. He was paralyzed and weak, and he couldn't even raise his arm. How could he resist? Even if he couldn't shout out the words for help, Zetian sucked his blood dry.

After sucking a person's blood, Zetian's pale face suddenly became a little rosy, and the wound on his chest also sizzled, with light smoke coming out, and granulation was squirming. This was the beginning of healing.

"So that's it, human blood is the nutrient of blood energy." After sucking human blood, the dry blood energy suddenly recovered a lot. It was precisely because of the recovery that the wound healed itself. However, the sacred energy present in the wound also reacted to the blood energy, which caused light smoke to rise, which was the result of the collision of sacred energy and blood energy.

"It seems that I'll still suck blood in the future. Well, this is good, and human flesh is actually not delicious." In this way, Zetian planned his own recipe.

"What did you do to him?" The scar man was a little puzzled. There was no way. Zetian solved the man too quickly, and the solution was really weird. He saw Zetian rushing up and hugging the man. After a while, the man fell down and lost weight all over, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"You'll find out soon."

"Go together, this kid is a little weird." The scar man shouted, and took the lead in pulling his sword and rushing forward. The fire-attributed Dou Qi condensed on the sword, causing the entire knife to be covered with a layer of flame, like a flame knife.

Although the Scar Man is of fire, his fighting style is not violent and straightforward. He slashed Zetian's wounds very sinisterly, which is clearly a posture of adding fuel to the fire.

Zetian's Adam's apple swelled, his cheeks bulged, and a column of water spurted out, extinguishing the flames on the blade.

This is magic, but it is not the magician's magician. When a magician casts magic, he needs to chant spells or portray magic arrays so that he can mobilize elements free of the air to form magic to attack or defend.

But monsters are different, because the crystal core of the monster can be used to pull and gather directly. Therefore, the magic attack of monsters does not require any forward shaking action and is released immediately. At this time, Zetian's magic attack belongs to the monsters and does not require spells at all.

In fact, Zetian has never learned magic. There is only one magic he knows, which is the magic of the blue-spotted octopus.
Chapter completed!