Chapter 97 New Killing Standards

"Kei Qing, you are just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the hard! The treasure is on me. Come and get it if you have the ability!" Lan Qingyi's voice echoed in the mountains and forests, crisp and tender, but with a fearless courage.

A white figure suddenly rose from the mountain forest, rushed up to the canopy, and then flew away in one direction to the side. The long white skirt, with long loose hair, reflects a kind of cold beauty under the dark sky.

Lan Qingyi is a little more than one year older than Bai Niao Chong, and the figure of the two is not much different, as long as they are not stripping off to compare. Bainiao rushed to put on Lan Qingyi's long skirt, which was a long distance away from the group of mercenaries. It really looked like a woman who appeared from the mountain forest and fled.

Mustard green and a large group of more than a hundred mercenaries were still stunned, but the tracking hounds had already been the first to bark, and their limbs pedaled hard on the ground to hunt them.

The hound doesn't know who Lan Qingyi is, but it knows the smell of Lan Qingyi. Bai Niao rushed to appear in Lan Qingyi's white dress. The smell left on Lan Qingyi's skirt blew in the wind and was recognized by these beasts. Good hounds can smell the smell of prey one miles away. The final hounds of the Blackfire Mercenary Regiment are better. They can smell the smell of more distant distances and can accurately identify them.

"Damn it! It's her! How dare you tease me like this, chase me!" Mustard Qing believed in the judgment of tracking the hound and immediately gave the order.

More than a hundred mercenaries shouted and chased in the direction of hundreds of birds rushing away. The mercenary holding the hound loosened the rope in his hand and let the hounds chase out. For a moment, the barking of the mercenary, the barking of the hound, and the messy and dense footsteps were mixed and rushed elsewhere. Lan Qingyi and Meng Zhizhi's hiding mountain forest instead quieted down.

"Wow... it stinks!" Lifting the rotten leaves on her body, Jin Linger breathed fresh air.

Meng Zhi and Nancy also came out of the rotten leaves. Meng Zhi was busy pulling down the rotten leaves covering Lan Qingyi and said, "Let's get out of here quickly. Brother Bai has bought time and opportunity for us. Don't miss it."

Lan Qingyi said with a wry smile, "I am his master, but I have repeatedly asked him to save me... If this spreads, my master will definitely be laughed to death."

"Now is not the time to care about this. I'm a little worried about Bainiao's nephew. Can he deal with so many mercenaries alone? The other party also has a hound that is good at the final. Jin Linger just relaxed from the smelly rotten leaves. She looked solemn and worried about the situation of Bainiao Chong.

Lan Qingyi's expression is also gloomy.

Nancy said lightly, "I'm worried about those who chase him. If he hadn't ordered me to escort you back, I would have wanted to change positions with him and let me lead those guys away."

The reason why Nancy is not worried at all is very simple. Although those mercenaries are strong enough, they do not have Taoist priests and Buddhist monks and nuns. There are no two natural enemies. In her opinion, those seemingly fierce mercenaries are pathetic. They do not find that they are chasing a demon at all. .

"Go, let's go!" Meng Zhi interrupted Nancy. She was worried that if she continued, Nancy might spill the beans and tell the identity of Bai Niao Chong as a ghost refiner and that she was a living dead ghost slave. In that case, she felt that the situation would be more complicated than hundreds of mercenaries alone.

Nancy looked at Mengzhi with dissatisfaction, as if she was telling Mengzhi with murderous eyes that she was smart and wouldn't leak anything.

Lan Qingyi and Jin Linger looked at the two partners of Bai Niao Chong with strange eyes. There were confusions in their heads, and they had to solve them.

Soon, Nancy and Jin Linger carried Lan Qingyi's stretcher, and Meng Zhi walked at the same time. The four women set off again and went to Linhei City.

Except for Nancy and Meng Zhi, Lan Qingyi and Jin Linger don't know what kind of hunting drama will be staged in this forest. Bainiao Chong is just a person. There are hundreds of elite mercenaries and hounds on the side of Mustard Green, but it is really hard to say who killed whom.

If you want to live, don't be in the same forest as a ghost refiner. If you want to die, chase and kill a ghost refiner in the forest, even a lowest-level ghost refiner in the ghost field. This sentence is a folk proverb circulating in the era of fierce ghosts. There is no way to verify its source, but the truth it expounds is true - ghost refiners are best at hunting!

Wh! The white figure jumped off the canopy in the blink of an eye and disappeared from the sight of the mercenaries.

Wow, wow! A piece of dog barked. A dozen hounds spread their four legs and rushed to the place where the white figure disappeared. Although the white sound cannot be seen, the smell remaining in the air still exists. Even if it is two miles away, the hounds can catch it.

Wh-h-h-hh! The hound was so fast that he soon chased him to the place where the white figure disappeared. A hound lowered its head and sniffed on the ground. Suddenly, it shouted in one direction and suddenly chased in that direction. The rest of the hounds followed up and cooperated tacitly.

But just when the leading hound ran a distance of only 100 meters, a pale green light suddenly flew from a thick bush and plunged into its dog's head in an instant. At that time, its limbs were stiff, as if it suddenly lost control of the body, so it fell to the ground under the action of inertial force. When it fell to the ground, it never got up again.

The rest of the hounds haven't figured out what was going on. They mistakenly thought that their companions might be too anxious and wanted to make contributions, so they fell to the ground. At this moment, several miserable green light flew out of the bush silently in a low posture that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and plunged into the heads of several hounds. The hounds that were hit by the miserable green light all fell to the ground, and none of them could get up.

Such a sudden situation finally woke up the remaining hounds. They stopped in a panic and barked at the bushes.

Boom! The dense bushes suddenly exploded, and the branches with thorns splashed around. A dark Rasha demon suddenly appeared, holding a huge fork and rushed over murderously. Those hounds are like vines tripping their feet, trying to run but unable to move at all.

The Rasha demon rushed into the hounds in the blink of an eye, with a huge fork in his hand, and the hounds fell to the ground one after another. A wisp of green smoke rose from their bodies, and the Rasha evil spirit opened his mouth and breathed. The green smoke was sucked into his stomach. Those green smoke are all ghosts of hounds. After eating the ghost of the hound, the skin of the Rasha evil ghost became darker and his eyes became more fierce.

The martial soul of the heavenly warrior, the ghost martial soul of the ghost warrior, once the achievement is refined, it can appear with the fist to help the master attack and defend. Whether it is the martial soul of the heavenly warrior or the ghost martial soul of the ghost warrior, there is also a process of growth and refinement, and it will become stronger and stronger.

How does the martial soul of the heavenly warrior grow and be refined? Bai Niao Chong doesn't know much about it very well. After all, he is not a Tianwu practitioner so far. However, he found that his ghost, Rasha, could eat the ghost and strengthen himself. This is the growth and refinement of his ghost. The more ghosts he eats, the stronger his ghost, the stronger he will become.

Solve the hound, Bainiao Chong's hand made a gentle move, and the ferocious and evil Rasha demon turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the void. He didn't stop, turned around and sneaked into the darker and thicker forest. Along the way, he did not hide any traces left by him, and sometimes he even made some traces.

Removing the hunting dogs used by the Black Fire Mercenary Regiment to track is equivalent to blinding the eyes of the mercenaries and blocking their nostrils, making them unable to see or smell.

His goal is not just to kill a few hounds.

Soul needle, ghost martial soul, such means are used to kill hounds, and there is a suspicion of killing chickens with a cow knife. However, for killing, as a ghost refiner, he has richer and more wonderful means. He wants to use the new ghost refiner spell given to him by the devil during this period of time in actual combat.

As soon as the birds rushed forward and left, Jie Qing chased after him with the mercenaries. He saw the body of the hound on the ground, and his face became particularly ugly. In his opinion, Lan Qingyi certainly has some ability, but he does not have the courage to deal with the Black Fire Mercenary Regiment. Now facing the arrest of him, the deputy head of the regiment, she can only run away, not resist. However, the opposite is true. Is it a declaration of war for her to do so?

"Damn! That bitch, don't be caught by me. Once you are caught, fuck alive. Die!" The mustard green was arrogant and roared fiercely, "Brothers, spread out the search! Each captain, with his own brother, must catch that bitch for me!"

The mercenaries took the order.

A team is ten mercenaries, led by a captain, that is, eleven people. More than a hundred mercenaries soon divided into eight teams, led by their respective captains to search deep in the dense forest. There were two teams left beside him, and he also looked in a direction and searched for it.

On the canopy in the distance, watching Mustard Green's order to disperse the search, a faint smile appeared on the corners of Bainiao Chong's mouth. He is waiting for Jieqing to make such a mistake. Only in this way can he break through these mercenaries one by one. If these mercenaries are always in a group, he will not be able to deal with so many mercenaries.

Seeing a team of mercenaries disappearing in the dense forest, he also quietly slid down the canopy. Next, it was time to harvest life.

He set the standard for himself to kill himself early in the morning. He is not treacherous and evil. This standard has been used so far, and there is no exception. Now he has added a new one to his own standard, that is, to kill for the enemy.

Since it is the enemy, either you die or I live, how can there be mercy?

Every ghost refiner has his own standards for killing, preferences and so on. These standards and preferences slowly accumulate. Once this ghost refiner becomes the god of death and dominates hell, the standards he set in the early stage will slowly transform into the code of hell.