Chapter 15 Re-ecounter Night Dance

When you first arrive, it is still very important to understand the local situation.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, the bar was full of people, which made Fang Xin stunned a little. Then he realized that in the middle of the bar, a young woman with almost ** was twisting her snake-like waist. Below is a group of almost crazy men who keep throwing copper coins into the girl's humble underwear, trying to break the thin strap with the weight of the copper money.

And the girl's twisting is always very rhythmic. She constantly shows her most perfect side and carefully shakes the copper coins out of her underwear. At her feet, there were already a lot of copper coins mixed with several silver coins.

This game seems to be very interesting, and even Fang Xin can't help smiling. He remembered that he was ridiculous in a similar bar with his friends when he was in the world, but at that time, everyone stuffed * into the dancer's underwear. Compared with the current trick, there is much less expectation.

However, the most interesting thing for Fang Xin is that the dancer looks very familiar.

"Matsushima Maple!" Fang Xin strode over and shouted to the beautiful woman with big breasts but strong, "It's such a coincidence that I can see you here."

"You!" Ye Shenwu dreamed that she would see Fang Xin here. She hesitated a little and forgot to shake off the copper coins on her chest. With a sound, the thin shoulder strap was immediately broken, and a pair of white rabbits immediately ejected out, trembling and shaking for a long time, but never sag.

"Oh, oh!" The men below are almost crazy. Such a big and perfect * are already the best, but they are so strong that they are simply the best of the best. What's more, the appearance and temperament of the night god dance are all the best choice. Several strong young people began to climb up.

Fang Xin walked slowly and kicked these dead guys away one by one. Then he took out a large handful of gold coins from his arms and sprinkled them casually and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, this is my old concue. I'd treat you to drink with this money!"

The power of gold coins is more powerful than that of beautiful women. Everyone is concerned about robbing gold coins, and Fang Xin took the opportunity to pull out the night god dance.

"Is this your task?" Fang Xin smiled with a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth and said, "In such a dirty place, our great Huangquan hunter is used to do this?"

"You..." The night god raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry. Fang Credit looked at himself with an indisputable angry look. At the same time, he sighed slightly, took off his cloak and wrapped the night god dance tightly.

There is also a faint temperature of Fang Xin on the cloak, which makes the psychology of the night god dance suddenly warm.

"We have a mission this time. I'm here mainly to find clues to the original solution. This thing is related to a big secret that has been hidden in the Huangquan world for many years. I heard that there are several dark temple sacrifices that like to come here to drink, so... I'm not what you think." Ye Shenwu gritted her teeth and didn't know why she said this. Was she afraid that Fang Xin would misunderstand that she was a * woman?

"Original liquid? The sacrifice of the Dark Temple? A trace of thought suddenly flashed in Fang Xin's mind. He thought about it but couldn't figure it out.

"Yes, in the E-level master circle of the Huangquan world, there has been a magical drug that can greatly stimulate the potential of practitioners. Even IQ can be improved. However, this drug has a specific and big side effect. We suspect that the person who made this drug wants to rely on this thing to control all the masters. As soon as Ye Shenwu talked about the task, she seemed to have changed another person, with a cold expression and business.

Fang Xin sighed secretly again. He now knows something about this woman. *'S appearance is just her disguise. For the task, Night God Dance can be combined with the strange new Huangquan hunter. And in order to kill the demons in the Huangquan world, she can even turn into a ** like Matsushima Maple.

In fact, in the heart of this woman, what she insists on is indeed the highest moral justice. She can even sacrifice her life for this virtual thing.

In her opinion, chastity is lighter than life.

This almost cruel concept is difficult for Fang Xin to accept. What he pursues is the life he wants, that's all.

If you want to live a happy life in Huangquan, you need the deterrence of force, otherwise you will easily be swallowed up by more powerful opponents.

Just like the current Black Death City Lord!

"Is this the original liquid you are talking about?" Fang Xin took out a small emerald bottle from his arms, pulled out the cork and there was half a bottle of emerald **, with a complex smell that he didn't know whether it was fishy or fragrant.

This is the medicine he brought from Green Bil. It is said that the owner of the Black Death relies on this thing to control his daughter. The effects and side effects of this thing sound exactly the same as the original solution mentioned by Night God Dance.

Night God Dance took the bottle in surprise, put it on the tip of her nose, and immediately affirmed, "That's this thing. By the way, where did you get it?"

"This is from a black dead girl." When the following letter briefly told his recent experience with the Night God Dance.

Of course, some ambiguous jokes in the middle will be automatically deleted.

"You mean this thing is used by the Black Death Lord to control his daughter?" Ye Shenwu was shocked when she heard the news and hurriedly said, "In this way, the original liquid was made by the owner of the Black Death City?"

"I'm not sure about this." Fang Xin shook his head and said, "I can only say that this is a very important clue. Now it can only show that the Black Death City Lord is using this thing. As for who made it, it can't be determined at present.

"You're right." Ye Shenwu was overjoyed and jumped up and kissed Fang Xin and said, "The boss is right. You are really a lucky star. Fortunately, we haven't found any clues for more than half a month, but you found them all of a sudden."

"Well... boss, where have they been?" Fang Xin stretched out his hand to block this kiss. He didn't like the Night God Dance. He disagrees with this woman's view of something.

Fang Xin didn't notice that his small action dimmed Ye Shenwu's face, but then the woman cheered up and said, "They said a few days ago that they wanted to track a clue and wait for a while to come back."

"Well...that's it!" Fang Xin was a little disappointed. When he saw these Huangquan hunters, he suddenly thought that these people were the most powerful helpers. With the help of the power of the Huangquan hunter, the threat of the patriarch of the Black Death clan is not enough.

"Ye, let's wait here for them to come back." Ye Shenwu suddenly smiled and said to the other party, "I remember that your cultivation hasn't arrived yet. Do you want me to continue to practice with you?" This charming woman winked at Fang Xin, and this simple action made Fang Xin's * "Teng" suddenly rise.

Since he fell in love with Lvbier, Fang Xin found that his resistance to women** is getting lower and lower. Especially for a woman like Night God Dance, she doesn't have to be responsible after going on, which makes Fang Xin very liberal.

There is also a row of dilapidated hotels behind this bar. The two almost hugged each other and walked in. Fang Xin only spent one gold coin to let the bartender's waiter run forward and back immediately.

"I haven't found that you are so rich now!" Night God Dance pressed Fang Xin's ear and said, "As a Huangquan hunter, you can't use your power to make profits, which is no different from other demons."

"Well, I earned this money by myself." Fang Xin was annoyed by this kind of preaching. He pulled off the cloak of the night god dance, and two huge round balls immediately popped out. Fang Xin rudely bit the Yanhong on it. The other hand was also held.

I have to explain that the figure of the Night God Dance is so unique that Fang Xin's big hands can't be grasped. He rubbed and bit it hard. There was a moan in the throat of the night god dance, and this man seemed to turn into a pool of water...

It was not until the next morning that the two Huangquan hunters stopped this duel. They didn't know that their cry had been heard by the whole hotel, and everyone was amazed by the ability of the man and woman.

A whole night!

Eating the food sent by the small host, Fang Xin lay on ** and gently rubbed his waist. He stood up with grin and said, "What should we do these days? Wait for the boss to come?"

"We can continue to practice!" The night god dance turned over and took a breakfast, regardless of his ***. The morning light projected from the window and shone on her body, revealing a thrilling white back.

Fang Xin looked at it greedily for a moment, and then there was a burst of shame in his heart... Fakyue is still suffering now. He turned his head and said, "I need to go out and find out about the whereabouts of Falk Moon. Have a good rest yourself."

"Don't ask, your little lover is locked in the secret room by his father. We are already clear about this." Night God Dance reached out to get a cream cake for herself. After eating, she also put her fingers on her mouth and gently*.

"The black dead patriarch, the thorny tiger has observed once from afar, and his strength is unfathomable. Don't say that you are alone, even our whole team may not be able to benefit together. Night God looked at Fang Xin arrogantly and said word by word, "You are too weak."

Fang Xin held his hands tightly and stood there for a long time before exhaling, "So what should I do now?"

"Continue to practice and use all available methods." Night God Dance said disdainfully, "Otherwise, do you have a better way?"

In terms of practice, of course, it is most appropriate in Alcatraz. Not only is it full of aura, but even the time has slowed down seven times. Fang Xin sent it to Alcatraz Island with the Night Dance.

Conventional practice is no longer enough to meet the current needs. Fang Xin is almost practicing on the edge of life and death in a self-harm way.

He keeps breaking into the nests of more monsters and forcing himself to squeeze out his potential on the edge of life and death. At first, Fang Xin was dragged back like a dead dog by the night god dance almost every day. Later, this time was extended to two or three days... Although Fang Xin's strength still rose slowly, his practical experience became richer and richer.

It can be said that he used to be like a child with a huge amount of money, and now he has become the most successful businessman, able to exert every trace of strength in his body to the extreme. Although there has been little progress in the growth of power, there has been a leapfrog growth in control.

Every night, the night god dance will continue to practice with Fang Xin. This * beauty is abnormal in Alcatraz. The night dance here seems to be the strictest instructor. She constantly uses all her skills to squeeze out Fang Xin's last bit of physical energy.

This kind of cultivation... exerts the physical pleasure to the extreme.

Fang Xin spent more than a month enjoying the day and night. Finally, one day, the night god dance brought him back to the Huangquan world.

It's still the shabby inn. No one came to ask why these two people disappeared for several days. As long as you pay enough money here, no one will come to ask even if the room is empty for a hundred years.

"The time agreed before the thorn tiger is approaching. Let's wait here!" Fang Xin's words slowed down Fang Xin a little. He saw the strength of the captain with his own eyes, as well as Huang Quan, plus the night god dance. These three people work together in the whole Huangquan world. Except for the team of Huangquan hunters themselves, or the black case hunters or dark sacrifices in the dark temple, it is difficult to meet opponents.

Although the Huangquan world is vast and boundless, there are not many masters who really stand at the top of the world. Otherwise, the foundation of the world will be destroyed by the energy caused by the continuous struggle of the strong.

This is the rule formulated by the legendary original god, and it is also the task of the Huangquan hunter.

Fang Xin nourished himself in the inn. He had a hunch that the Black Death patriarch he had never met was the most terrible opponent he had ever met.

The next day, the third day... The thorns have never appeared. Fang Xin couldn't help but be a little flustered, but Ye Shenwu still said calmly, "We are connected with each other. If they encounter misfortune, I will feel it."

When she said something unfortunate, her face did not change.

Fang Xin sighed, and he had always felt a little unable to see through the night god dance. This woman seems to have her own standard of life and an understanding of justice.

Fang Xin, who had nothing to do in his spare time, began to play with his gadgets, and the emerald green bottle had been playing in his hand for a long time. The raw material of this bottle looks very much like the emerald of the human world. When Fang Xin was an otaku, he could only dare not play with this kind of valuable thing from afar. Naturally, there is no problem now.

"Isn't it true that it contains the original liquid?" Fang Xin suddenly stopped turning his fingers and put the small bottle on the table.

"Hm?" Ye Shenwu frowned. She seemed to think of what Fang Xin was going to ask next and said, "Do you want to try the effect of the original liquid?"

"Why not?" Fang Xin raised his eyebrows and said, "This kind of thing seems to work really well, otherwise it won't work all of you to investigate. Since I have half a bottle, of course I want to try it. Anyway, these days, even ordinary practice will die at any time. What's the point of drinking a little tonic?

After saying that, Fang Xin raised his head and drank half a bottle of raw liquid into his stomach. Ye Shenwu couldn't stop it, so he could only watch Fang Xin swallow the last mouthful of the original liquid.

"Are you crazy?" Night God Dance was shocked and said, "It's not so bad. Why can't you get through it for your body? Besides, how much do you know about the original solution? Do you know what its side effects are?

"What?" Fang Xin was already a little dizzy. The original liquid smelled strange. Drinking it into his stomach was like the hottest molten pulp. That strong hot feeling made Fang Xin think that his internal organs were going to be ripe for a moment.

As soon as half a bottle of raw liquid enters the belly, it immediately emits two powerful and unparalleled energy. A pure life energy emitted dazzling green light in Fang Xin's body and was quickly absorbed by the body.

This life energy is the purest of all energy. It can not only be absorbed efficiently, but also used by all practitioners because it has no attributes. As long as the life energy is absorbed, the practitioners can transform this most essential energy into the one they are good at according to the needs of their own body.

Even some old wounds in Fang Xin's body gradually began to recover under the healing of this omnipotent energy. Life energy is like water in the desert, rapidly moistening Fang Xin's whole body.

Another energy belongs to spiritual energy, and a strong and extremely dark spiritual power suddenly surged up in Fang Xin's mind. Fang Xin, who carried a large number of negative emotions in this force, was not timely and immediately fell into a whirlpool.

A large black fog is rapidly gathering around the pineal glands in the center of Fang Xin's eyebrows. This terrible blackness made Fang Xin's face a lot more dead.

In Fang Xin's field of consciousness, countless ghosts are desperately grasping their limbs, howling crazily, and biting the meat on Fang Xin's body with their mouths.

This scene is like 18 layers of hell, full of despair and fear.

Fang Xin now doesn't know the rookie who first arrived in your world. He guards the space in front of him and doesn't provoke those ghosts. The fight with these ghosts is a spiritual confrontation. This kind of confrontation can't be seen or touched. It depends on the strong consciousness of the individual.

Night God Dance has been watching Fang Xin's performance nervously. The black deadness on Fang Xin's forehead became thicker and thicker, and gradually condensed into a black stain on his eyebrows. But his expression became calmer and calmer, as if he had slowly entered a state.

At this moment, the night god dance took a breath. The spiritual confrontation is sometimes in an instant. If you realize it, you will win. He retreated and died cowardly.

The method is as simple as the result!

Fang Xin gradually gained more and more territory in the field of consciousness. Those ghosts were shocked by Fang Xin's powerful murderous spirit and gradually shrank into a ball. Seeing this confrontation, Fang Xin was going to win.

Suddenly, in his hand, Kargigi's dominoes emerged by itself, and countless strange articles appeared on Fang Xin's arm. At the same time, an extremely powerful spiritual field appeared in Fang Xin's consciousness field.

Fang Xin seemed to see a powerful figure, and the black fog all over his body was full of substance. And his spiritual strength is also incredible.

Although Night God Dance can't see what is in Fang Xin's consciousness field, she also knows the big deal. She quickly displayed her "Eye of Athena" to prepare to forcibly drag Fang Xin's consciousness out. Although this will cause permanent damage to his spiritual power, it can at least save him.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xin suddenly stood up, and the strange and cold voice came from his mouth and said coldly, "Woman, don't do useless work. The child is about to wake up. Are you the new Huangquan hunters? Be sure to remember to be careful..."

"What do you want?" The night god dance asked. At this time, Fang Xin's eyes blinked a few times and finally woke up.

The Night Dance didn't ask much. She repeatedly thought about the mysterious man's words. This man was the former owner of Kargigi's black hand. It is said that he was finally invaded by Kargigi's evil thoughts and killed by the most powerful Huangquan hunter group at that time.

Using "Kargigi's black hand" can reach the point of being invaded by the evil thoughts of the demon god. You can imagine how powerful the cultivation of the original owner is. And what does that inexplicable words he said mean?

The Night God Dance did not continue to think, because the thorny tiger finally came back. With him is Huangquan, who plays with bugs.

"Fang Xin, are you here too?" The thorn tiger didn't seem to expect to see Fang Xin here. He was stunned and then smiled, "It happens that you have passed the trial. Now it's your first task as a Huangquan hunter apprentice. You can follow us later and protect yourself carefully.

Fang Xin feels that he has become stronger since he drank half a bottle of "original liquid". However, he didn't say much in front of the thorn tiger, but simply asked, "Where are you going?"

"Dark Temple!" A ferociousness suddenly flashed on the tiger's face: "We are going to kill a group of pigs and dogs."

The Dark Temple of the Black Death City is just a branch temple, where a large number of ordinary warriors and more than a dozen dark sacrifices with leaders are stationed. This kind of force is also one of the largest in the Black Dead City.

But it is still not enough in front of the real Huangquan hunters. They are the executors who are above the conventional forces of the world.

What's more, this time, four Huangquan hunters acted together.

Fang Xin hardly did anything, and saw the first three people push in directly with a powerful force of destruction. The mighty warriors in the eyes of the people of the Black Death City are just a group of ants in front of the Huangquan hunters.

As for the more than ten dark sacrifices, I don't know Huangquan's opponent at all. What's more, this time it was still a sneak attack and was attacked by a person far beyond his own strength. These dark sacrifices had almost no chance to return.

Kill, blood, kill again, blood... Four people moved forward all the way, as relaxed as if they were walking. The blood on the ground has been piled up, and Fang Xin has begun to gradually get used to this environment. He even polished his shoes with each other's clothes on a corpse.

There are blood stains accidentally splashed on it.

Finally, four people came to a heavy iron gate and stopped. The iron door is flat on the ground, and it can be imagined that there is a secret room under it. Fang Xin was about to break the iron gate with a punch, but was stopped by the thorned tiger. He handed Fang Xin a key and said, "Sometimes when we don't need to use violence, we at least know how to find the key. Fang Xin boy, you should be careful that you will get lost in the endless pursuit of power."

"You're right." Fang Xin took a deep breath, and the key was inserted on the door. With a squeak, the dense rolling sound came from under the thick iron door.

The night dance unconsciously stood in front of Fang Xin, and this little move moved Fang Xin very much.

Huangquan still walked down from this secret room, and his strength ranked second in this team. The stabbing tiger is the captain and cannot be suspected in person. Only Huangquan undertakes this task. Another reason is that Huangquan plays with insects. In case something happens below, he will take advantage of whether he escapes or fights.

What everyone didn't expect was that Huangquan, who had always been indifferent to life and death, rushed up after only a few minutes. Then, he lay on the ground and kept vomiting, and even spit out the bitter gallbladder.

Fang Xin didn't have anything yet. He was shocked and said, "What's going on inside? Is it poison gas?" The first thing he thought of was poison gas. No one thought that Huang Quan saw something terrible and was shocked.

For a Huangquan who has experienced hundreds of years of battles and stained countless lives under his hands... Can he still vomit because of fear?

No one will believe this matter.

But the truth is...

"It's so miserable inside that I can't stand rushing out after only a few glances. You can go and have a look, but be prepared!" Huang Quan has said this sentence several times, but he is still vomiting. It seems that he will not stop spitting out his lungs today.

Fang Xin went on with three points of fear and seven points of curiosity, and he still didn't agree with him. When he was fooling around the world, Fang Xin also saw many strange dead bodies on the Internet, and he was no longer afraid of this kind of thing.

But when Fang Xin really saw the sad scene in front of him, there was still a lot of shock in his heart.

Glass bottles... The wide room is incredible. There are countless glass bottles on both sides of the wall. On the mouth of these bottles, there are heads one by one. These heads look very young, and each of them is less than ten years old. A tube is linked from the glass bottle to under their throats, and another small tube is connected to the top of these heads, and the other end of the tube is concentrated on a small emerald green bottle.

After a long time, the mouth of the small bottle slowly flowed out**. It's the kind of emerald**.

And those heads are clearly conscious, and these children's faces have very painful expressions. Fang Xin suppressed his anger and watched all the way. He actually saw the group* that appeared after fighting with the Black Flag Army in these heads.

In fact, a chubby little girl's head is looking at him with hope, looking at Fang Xin, her eyes full of longing. She struggled to make a mouth shape with her mouth, but unfortunately she couldn't make any sound.

Fang Xin recognized the meaning of this mouth - uncle, save me!

"These damn dark temples have been cheating* under the guise of recruiting sacrificial apprentices, and then make them into such monsters and extract something called raw liquid from their heads. Damn, what a bunch of damn things!" Huang Quan's face was pale, and he said with rare anger on his face, "I really hate that he killed too quickly just now. He should let those beasts come here to try."

Fang Xin's hand began to tremble. He carefully touched the little girl's head and asked tremblingly, "Tiger boss, can they be saved? I was also cut off my head when I was transformed by the white night leader..."

"It's hopeless, because these children's heads have been greatly damaged because of the extraction of the original liquid. Their bodies have long been burned. The tiger said sadly and angrily, "We should have paid attention to the situation here earlier."

"So... you have to give them a good time?" Fang Xin's voice became very ethereal and seemed to be out of his mind.

At night, the dark temple in the middle of the Black Death City suddenly ignited a blazing fire, and someone heard a group of children singing in the flames.

In that song, there is incomparable holiness!