Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 8: Blood Spilled Wine Street

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Because the enemy was much tougher than expected, the Taiyan Institute’s first attack was frustrated as never before. The impact even affected ordinary people in Jixia City.

In order to conceal the scandal, the Taiyan Institute tried to publish a draft document stating that these attacks were from enemies outside the city, not because of the Taiyan Institute’s self-defeating, but because Ailing strongly advocated that “to lose is to be upright.” , So the whole story will soon be known to the people of Jixia.

Perhaps it should be said that good intentions are rewarded. Due to the particularity of this weapon, there were no casualties in this attack, but it still made a large number of victims. The main function of "Xiande Fa Song, Slick and Slippery Ricochet", as the name suggests, is to emit magical smoke after the explosion. Anyone who smells it will be affected and deformed and become...a frog.

The original intention was that after the magical smoke exploded during the day, the soldiers could solve the army without blood, and the civil war could be settled easily. However, because of some miscalculations, the frogs in Jixia city crawled all over the floor for a while, and the croaking sounded loudly. It is priceless. If an unsuspecting traveler hears it, he might think that Jixia City is holding some kind of natural concert, and listening to the ears of a soldier walking outside the city during the daytime, he naturally laughed.

The Taiyan Institute itself even owed the extra money to apologize. More than half of the chaotic fire crossbows hit this place directly. Of course, the disaster inside was extremely serious. It lost hundreds of researchers at once, but it was more. The Great Research Institute, with hundreds of frogs jumping all over the floor, has entered the unprecedented red alert since its establishment.

The magisters, who were mediocre in the civil war and had no chance of getting ahead, finally waited for the chance to be used. The nature of the magic smoke should be a curse, and those who are good at solving the curse must try to break the effect of this curse and restore the victims to their original state.

However, the progress of the disaster relief work is surprisingly slow. This curse uses an ancient secret word that has been lost for more than a thousand years as the core, and is mixed with a variety of complex spells, the result of mutual influence. It made it difficult for the Magisters to focus their efforts, and they had to use their own magical powers to force them to break them. If they had to spend more than ten times the effort, the progress would naturally not be fast.

"The person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell, unless we get the spell from the caster, otherwise we can't do it..."

The conclusion made by the Magic Guild brought the pressure back to the Taiyan Institute, but Airing himself couldn't tell why.

She was completely unaware of magic, and she didn't even know whether the cure method was "getting a princess's kiss" or "catching a hundred mosquitoes". In the end, she had to lead the team to bow and apologize to the people in the city.

It is worth mentioning that despite inhaling the magic smoke, Ai Ling himself was not affected.

At the time when Hua Bianque collaborated with her to design magic weapons, he had already anticipated this girl’s ability to make a living, so she cast additional spells on the iron star amulet she wore as a solution to those magic weapons. . Ai Ling didn't know this, otherwise it would be a good clue.

After stabbing such a big trouble, Airing was bound to be scolded by the elders. Unfortunately, there are five chaotic fire crossbows in the research room where the elders rest. As a result, he confessed to the white army. Below Ze, the elders of the Taiyan Academy still don't know where to sing the song of nature, and Ai Ling escaped for the time being.

Faced with such embarrassment, the people of Jixia will naturally miss the past. If Queen Leah is still there, with her special spiritual power to eliminate all magical operations, it is only a matter of raising your hand to resolve this problem. , The current leader is really useless. For this reason, the people prayed to the Queen’s Holy Spirit one after another, looking forward to miracles.

Even if you don’t need to pray, the voices of the people can be heard clearly by Xiaocao. However, his own existence is an important card of his own. It seems that it is not time to reveal it, and then he will secretly check the "injury". Finding that the curse effect will be automatically lifted after three days, the former queen decided to cover her ears and ignore her conscience.

In the end, Lancelow was the one who was still the head of this. When he knew that something like this had happened in the city, he was angry about it. Airing was busy at the Taiyan Institute these days, and the two sides had no chance to meet, so he didn't know about the attack. However, if this attack is really successful, you will eventually need to send your own troops out to clean up the endgame, then the Taiyan Institute should inform the Ivory White Pagoda before the attack, and the two sides cooperate.

If you have your own assistance, things will be more secure. At the very least, when these chaotic fires fly into the city, you can help intercept them so that the disaster in the city will not be so serious.

However, I can imagine Airing's mood somewhat. She really didn’t like her, Prince Lancelow. Even if she was in the Taiyan Institute, she didn’t want to do anything for herself. She didn’t even want to see her once. She thought it was good, but she would have such a problem. .

It's useless to say more. After Lancelow finished his work in a hurry, he planned to meet with Ai Ling to ask her about her current situation and see if she could help.

In the past two days, the Taiyan Institute has been busy to the summit. Airing may not return to his residence on the hotel street. If so, he has to sneak into the Taiyan Institute if he wants to meet people, but there is a strange device there. Dui, who doesn't take light work as his strong point, is not sure to sneak into success. If someone discovers the relationship between Ai Ling and himself, it is not a good thing for Ai Ling.

Walking around the hotel street a few times, did not see Ai Ling coming back, and finally arrived at the hut where she was staying temporarily. From a distance, I saw the darkness in the house. I am afraid that the owner has not returned for two days, Lance Luo scratched his hair, considering whether to try to enter the Taiyan Institute, and suddenly saw someone walking out from behind the Ailing house.

"It's so bold. I stole things here!" Lancelow was angry and rushed forward, only to catch a glimpse of the man with thin clothes, absolutely not like hiding something, mostly innocent. Passing by, the clenched fist loosened. Unexpectedly, the man walked straight towards him.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Lancelow looked at the man suspiciously. The face is still pretty, dry, thin (wrongly suspected or missing), thin and small, standing upright at most to his chest, in terms of body shape, it matches well with Ailing, is it Ailing's family? Could it be her little boyfriend? Hahaha...

Thinking of these urgent heads, Lancelow couldn't help but smile, unaware of the danger coming, and smiled: "Hey, kid, did you come to see Airing? She is not here now. If you want to find her, I... …"

"Is this Mr. Lancelow?"

Suddenly asked this, Lancelow really stayed for a while. Friends on the hotel street are very familiar with calling him "Lance Boss", while most Reince people call themselves "Prince Lancelow" or "His Royal Highness", and they will call themselves Lance in such a polite and unfamiliar way. Mr. Luo, this is really rare.

"When you meet for the first time, please advise."

Not only was the question polite, but the other party even gave a forty-five degree owe. Lancelow couldn’t react for a while, thinking about whether to owe it back or shake hands with this admirer. ……Hey! Shouldn't he ask himself for an autograph?

If yes, it would be nice if it was a girl, but how could it be a man...

"Then... see you in the next life!"

If Hante is here, he will start to be fully alert when he hears this person’s greeting. However, Lancelow, who encountered the special greetings of the Bai family for the first time, is the same as the previous Hante. With the force of parry, a heavy punch was placed on his lower abdomen, which flew out and crashed an earth wall behind him.

(This fist...is it a nuclear fist? Isn't this dead dwarf... the older brother-in-law!!) At the same time the etheric immortal body is working to heal the injury, Lancelow has recognized the identity of the opponent, and his mind is more It's a mess.

He has a lot to say. If he wants to struggle, he will stop the fight first, and talk to his brother-in-law Bai Qi. They should have no reason to fight. Why should they be relatives and be in different camps? And what about a fight to the death? If the talk is speculative, then you can just choose a hotel, drink a few happily, and make friends...

It's just that when he opened his eyes, a huge fist was oncoming him. The enemy's hand is not sturdy, but with the momentum and strength of the fist, this fist seems to be larger than a round giant wood, and it hits the bridge of Lancelot's nose with a mighty force.

The sound of bone breaking immediately sounded, and at the same time there was an indescribable "sharp" force, which pierced the bodyguard and blasted the fist force into Lancelow's head.

"If you want my uncle's life, you are not qualified!"

The pain is hard to come by. Lancelot knows life and death for a moment, and he eagerly puts a Hongyi knife to protect the body with both hands, forcing the enemy back, and the magic power in his body suppresses the abnormal force in the body with all his strength, and the ethereal body quickly heals the wound. Between the two moves, he has tried out that the opponent's internal strength is not as good as his own, and this kind of internal strength struggle should have the upper hand.

The enemy was forced to retreat. To be precise, long before Lancelow was eager to protect the body, the enemy had already retreated far, making all these life-threatening knife tricks to no avail. However, the so-called attack does not necessarily need to be close to launch.

"Blast it!"

With the support of the powerful internal force, the Aether Immortal Body quickly healed the brain injury, but just before healed, the potential buried in the strength of the fist burst out like a mountain torrent. , Lancelot only felt a bang in his brain, and he couldn't even feel the pain. Several strands of plasma shot out like an arrow from the back of his head.

(Damn it! The ether is immortal, heal it for me!)

Even if he is a master of heaven, his head is severely injured, there is still a great fatal danger. At this moment, Lancelow has fully understood that the opponent is here to take his own life, although somewhere in his heart he still wants to fight The newly masked brother-in-law shook hands and made peace, but the anger and madness that was forced to life and death made him roar like a wounded beast.

"Dwarf! Want my uncle's life? Take your life in exchange for it!"

Roaring with extreme anger, with unmatched momentum, Lancelot attacked with all his strength, leaving only 30% of his power to heal the back of his head. The winged sword was like a mad tiger, attacking the enemy in front of him like a violent storm, and the power of the heavens urged it. , The broken sand and rubble on both sides were all entrained, and the dense knife net was cut straight to the center of Baiqi.

"Change your life? You can keep your life. It's not too late."

The mockery was heard, but Bai Qi was forced to turn on the defensive. With half of the cultivation base of the Japanese sage, even if he can't fully use it, Lancelow's internal strength is already the crown of many small heavenly masters, and when he casts the Hongyi knife with a desperate manner, although he is chaotic, he swings wildly. The slashed Hung Wing Knife, but don't give birth to a domineering grandeur, in the illusory and vague, it suffocated Bai Qi's chest, and did not want to recklessly.

"Dwarf! Don't you want my life? Why did I run away like a dog! Get out of me!"

Lancelow, who did not hold the Fenghua Knife in his hand, attacked the enemy purely with the sword, became stronger and stronger, and the net of the knife gradually condensed, cutting off all the enemy's retreat. However, the severe injury he suffered earlier has not been healed, and at this moment it has gradually affected his combat power, making it unsustainable for his internal strength, and the dizziness in his brain is getting heavier.

"What's the matter, monkey, are you done with brute force?"

Obviously being forced at a disadvantage, Bai Qi didn't show any signs of panic, but rather ridiculed in a leisurely manner. Lancelow's heart was even more angry. If he hadn't been injured as soon as he came up, and couldn't show his due strength, how could he be unable to cut down this dwarf. Now his physical strength is gradually weakening. If he sees through the gap and strikes, then It's tricky.

(Seize the advantage, and this dwarf will decide the outcome!)

Lancelow made up his mind, taking advantage of the moment when his aura reached the highest peak, the Fenghua knife around his waist naturally jumped out and held it in his hand, followed by the concentrated killing of the "captive ashes and ashes" with the help of the Hongyi knife. The enemy that was heavily trapped by the knife and net was cut away, and the posture was smooth as water, completely free from internal injuries, and concentrated the power of this style.

"A last fight, the mourning soldier may not win, brother-in-law."

When this sentence came into his ears, Lancelot was already unable to grasp the other person's figure. He was clearly trapped in the center of the knife net. This person actually left. If you force the sword to get out of the body with the peerless internal force, it will be fine, he will jump up, the whole person is like a white crane flying in the sky, the posture is clever to the peak, the feet fly continuously, and the toes every time. They all happened to be on the blunt ridge of Dao Jin, with almost no effort on their own, but they could stop the eruption of Dao Jin, and at the same time, with the help of force, they jumped out gently and skillfully.

(What kind of martial arts is this? What kind of body can be flexible like this?)

Lancelow was almost dumbfounded when he saw such a magical method for the first time. When he knew that he could no longer trap the enemy, his first thought was to retreat quickly.

(Not good! Keep the distance!)

"Strong captives fly into smoke" is a desperate trick to converge one's own essence, energy, and spirit. If it is invincible, the whole body will be exposed, and the loss of true energy will not be able to recover in a moment. In order to prevent the enemy from attacking, Lancelow retreated by ten feet. He was not stable yet, but he was shocked to see the white figure in front of him gradually fade away, while the fierce murderous aura erupted behind him.

(Doppelgänger incarnation? Is the photoelectric leg of the Baijia Liuyi? But... how can he attack while using the photoelectric leg?)

After reading the secret book and knowing the limitations of the photoelectric legs, Lancelow was confused in his mind and punched the other party against the vest. In addition to the power of the nuclear fist, there is another indescribable sharp force. The two complement each other, and the power is even more difficult. It is also at the moment when Lancelow is tired and weak, and he exploded fiercely, almost smashing his chest and abdomen organs. , The blood spurting room, the whole person has already flown out, and there are loud noises along the way, the horses and horses mourn, and I don’t know how many walls and houses have been damaged, so that I can stabilize my body and fall into a pile of broken bricks and shattered tiles. .

(Hateful, if it weren’t for being miscalculated, how could I have lost so ugly...)

Unwilling to reconcile, Lancelot still tried to fight again, but his injuries were too serious, and before he could not drive out of the body core and fist, he didn't even have the strength to lift the etheric immortal body, only paralyzed. Sitting in broken bricks.

After the disastrous defeat, he had to faint in embarrassment. Such an ugly situation is beyond Lancelow's self-esteem.

However, the feeling of dizziness in his brain is indeed getting heavier, and the pungent **** smell can't help but stimulate his vomiting ***.

At first, Lancelow only thought that the source of the **** smell was his bleeding facial features, but when a series of moans and crying sounded into his ears, he realized that there were not only broken roof tiles beside him, but also Some stumped limbs and flesh and blood that did not know where they came from, looked intently, and in the long and broken deep ditch that they had knocked out in front of them, besides the wood and stone rubble, they were really **** and horrible.

The place where the two are fighting is not in the wilderness. Although the wooden house where Aling settled is located in a secluded location, but not far from the earth wall is the city street. Bai Qi's full blow will blast people into the air, and the impact is more than a chaotic fire. The crossbow, since it destroyed things and wounded people along the way, even though Lancelow's body could bear it, the private house merchants he crashed were dead and wounded.

The flames blazed all around, and many of the wounded were still groaning in the rubble like Lancelow; some of the wounded were lost in the impact and could not believe the relatives and friends who had just laughed and toasted with them, just He was smashed half of his body in front of his eyes, screaming in horror...

All these things are reflected in Lancelow's eyes. It feels uncomfortable to be involved in the innocent, and in a trance, it is a bit like returning to the Kuer Mountain that day, the kind of tragic feeling of heavy casualties. And when he saw a boy crying daddy, trying vigorously to pull a **** hand from the rubble, anger, unwillingness, sadness, and an indescribable sense of guilt, all came to his heart in an instant.

At this moment, the sneered young man appeared in front of him again. Riding on the power of the heaven, he landed slowly and landed in front of him. He glanced around first, and then said with a smile: "Good effect. At any rate, it is also a duel between two heavenly warriors. If there is not enough red base, the visual It’s so boring, don’t you think? Brother-in-law."

Extremely unwilling, Lancelot wanted to fight back, but his exhausted body could only throw a weak punch, and was easily taken by the enemy.

"You know? Little brother-in-law, I like the look in your eyes now, bloody, fierce, hateful, and it smells like a wolf... I should have killed your incompetent thing, but at this pair of eyes, this I just need to take it away this time."

With this sentence, Lancelow's left eye hurt sharply, and after a thrilling red flash, it turned into a deep darkness.

Perhaps because of the numbness before the coma, the injured did not scream, just staring at the enemy in front of him with the visible right eye.

Compared with Lancelow's fist, the white palm of his hand looks very slender. That's not the case. At this moment, the palm of his hand is absolutely oppressive. And when he flicked off the blood on the index finger of his right hand, a strange smile appeared on his face like a monster.

"One, two...The answer is four. Now it's just a beginning. From now on, I will take everything from you bit by bit... I look forward to seeing you again next time, brother-in-law."

It was another nuclear-fusion boxing in the belly, and Lancelow blasted away in the **** rain.

He is very unwilling, really unwilling, the enemy's strength is slightly inferior to his own, how could he fail so miserably if he hadn't been conspired by him before?

But what if he is not reconciled anymore, he who has already fainted, can only let a roar of anger, piercing the night sky of Jixia city...

A destructive commotion, the number of casualties was nearly 500, all of whom were civilians. Since the outbreak of the Civil War, there has never been such a heavy loss. It is undoubtedly the heaviest for Jixia City, which has been able to maintain peace and stability. Blow.

Half an hour later, in the ivory white pagoda, Xiaocao sighed softly while looking at the report from the disaster site. The great fortune in the misfortune was that when I knew that my brother had come to Jixia and met my husband by chance and broke out in battle, I immediately knew that my eldest brother’s personality must come from doing something. From then on, I found it in the Ailing House. A few trigger bombs were powerful enough to razor the surrounding fifty miles.

After the treatment of the Holy Power, Lancelot’s injury was no longer serious, but the left eye was severely injured. Because of the interference from the power of the heavens above, it was not a pure physical injury. The Holy Power could not be cured. Maintain this for the time being.

"Brother, you have done too much this time, no matter what, this is our capital city, my husband..."

Gazed at her husband who was already asleep, Xiaocao muttered to himself softly. She couldn't judge what the motive of the elder brother was and what she wanted to do. Although she had been working hard and wanted to end the civil war before the situation expanded, the whole thing did gradually exceed her control. Range...

Obviously he is his own blood relative, why do they stand in a different position from yourself? Somewhere in his heart, Xiaocao began to feel hesitant, and could not help but think of another trusted relative.

"Sister, I really need you now, can you feel it?"

As if responding to Xiaocao’s expectation, at this time, in a certain ancient house in Shangri-La, a long war that has lasted for two days is being staged...

"Let go, don't hold me."

"No way, as soon as I let go, you ran away. I have arranged your schedule for the next three consecutive months. You just ran away. How can I explain to the manufacturer?"

"I have a very important thing. If I don't rush back, my master will be in danger. Sister, please let me go back!"

"Oh, you can't let it go! If you run away like this and the skylight is opened at the concert, then I am not more dangerous. You can't let you go if you say anything, are you dissatisfied with the reward? It doesn't matter if you understand it. , I can increase your salary..."

"Sister, I have already said that it is not a question of money."

"No? Then why did you keep asking me to help you raise your salary two days ago? The lack of money is not shameful. Besides, I didn't want to push you into the sea. If the raise can keep you, then just speak up... "

In front of the servant girls beside the attendant, this tug-of-war is still unfolding without any signs of ending.

It can be seen that one of them is always trying to go out, while the other is threatening and temptation, even abandoning dignity, and even dragging and crawling to comfort.

"Sister, I beg you, let me go."

"No, you even signed the deed, so you want to leave if you want to leave? Just let you go, can I continue to be a mother?

Want to get out of here, unless you step over my corpse... Oh, you really cross it for me. "

Already in the magic house, if the internal organs are activated, she is capable of imprisoning the heavenly masters, but in this way, she will definitely try to break the formation with all her heart and will never perform on stage. , It doesn't help, if this girl's self-harm tendency is touched, and things get worse, it is better to adopt the offensive of the favors she fears most and make it difficult for her to resist.

Having witnessed this scene, the maidservants turned their heads, not laughing, but weeping three drops of tears for the cold beauty who still couldn't get out of her with a very understanding mood.

(Woo...Why do you come back to say goodbye if you are leaving? Sister Feng'er, you should give up! The octopus offensive used by the lady boss for clinging and harassing people is really too powerful...)

"Don't be so stubborn. If you don't like money, we can change something else...Ah, how about the secrets of martial arts? I still have a lot of kung fu, you will definitely be interested after listening..."

(Miss, Lord Lancelot, please wait for me a little longer, I... will definitely come back to you as soon as possible, wait for me...)

As a result, Fenger still cannot leave Shangri-La today...

Volume Fourteen Forum

Gengoro: "Because everyone is busy, so this symposium will be hosted by Gengoro and Tiandi Yuxue again."

Youxue: "My role has become less and less recently, why isn't the author afraid of causing dissatisfaction from my supporters?"

Gengoro: "Do you also have supporters? The author is just for your sake. Now it is always a battle of heaven. If you don't hide, you will be beaten as a meat sauce. Or do you want to become a frog too?"

Youxue: "...Don’t want to. Speaking of frogs, the Primordial Magic Way in this episode is really amazing. Not only can you turn people into frogs, but you can also perform simulated battles with masters of the sky, which is even more amazing than the real masters of the sky. ."

Gengoro: "Actually, the Primordial Magic Way is not as powerful as you think, otherwise the Bai family would have unified the Continent of Wind. The smoke from that frog missile can't break through the strength of the guardian of the heavenly master. As for the simulation used by Han Te The machine is because the boss of the Bai family is helping with calculation and control, otherwise how can it simulate the changes and combinations of the moves and combinations of the masters of the sky."

Youxue: "That analog machine...It's really miserable this time to die for money. It was first electric shocked, and then the boss gave it..."

Gengoro: "The author is taking the opportunity to quell popular grievances. Hante's performance has been getting worse recently. Not only has he scammed the little girl, but also injured my Miss Nier. What can I do without taking the opportunity to fix him?"

Youxue: "Is this a public grievance or your private grievance?"

Gengoro: "…………"

(sneer) Youxue: "However, the Bai family boss doesn't seem to be as good as expected! Every time he wins by sneak attack, the boss and the money-demanding loser are really wronged."

Gengoro: "You can’t look at this like that. The boss is used to fighting enemies upright as a warrior, but the boss of the Bai family is a first-rate killer and leader. The means is not important to pay in exchange for the greatest benefit. In fact, so far, the Bai family boss has not exerted his true strength. The patron saint of the Bai family; the most terrifying figure in the thousands-year history of the lunatic Bai family is definitely not what we are now What you see is so simple."

Yu Xue: "Huh? Isn't the boss very dangerous in this case? Now they are all cyclops, if they go down..."

Gengoro: "This is no way. The boss is now in perplexity, unable to exert his due strength, so of course he will suffer a bit."

Youxue: "No wonder some people say that the boss is the most tragic protagonist in history, and he exists to set off a supporting role."

Gengoro: "Um... I can't say that. As the protagonist, the boss can definitely survive to the end of the story. There are many opportunities for him to shine, so occasionally I have to be polite. I don’t know if there is tomorrow. Supporting actors. Actually, it’s not a good thing that the brilliance is too dazzling. Do you remember the author’s conscience-reliant theory of pig raising?"

Youxue: "...I start to feel that the Bai family boss is very pitiful."

Gengoro: "As for the readers who are looking forward to the boss's prowess, please be patient, maybe wait two or three more episodes, the boss will be ready to be reborn."

There is snow: "Really?"

Gengoro: "Uh...we will know this later."

Background——

Nier: "Sister-in-law, why did you think of inventing whitening magic?"

Xiaocao: "No way! When I ran away from home a few years ago, I was exposed to the sun and rain all day, and I didn’t know how to take care of it. My skin became bad enough. In addition, your eldest brother liked women’s fair and flawless skin. So I had to work hard to invent whitening magic."

Nier first looked at her honey-colored skin, and then at the snowy jade skin of Xiaocao, and then compared Lancelow's different attitudes toward Fenger, Ailing, and Hua Bianque, and immediately made a decision.

Nier: "Sister-in-law, you can also help me with whitening magic!"

Xiaocao: "..."