Chapter 188 Killing Team

A bonfire burned in the wilderness, and the blazing fire dispelled the cold of early spring and illuminated a certain range of space.

Mu Wanrong was placed next to the bonfire, lying flat. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was asleep. She didn't fall asleep naturally, but was knocked unconscious by Nancy's slap.

There is still some distance from the lightless forest.

A piece of white light emanated from the palms of the dream weaving and landed without a trace. Bai Niaochong and Nancy looked straight at the dream weaving of casting spells, but neither of them saw anything strange. They only felt that there was a white light flashing in front of them, and there was nothing special about it. But Meng Zhi told the two that she could remove the closed hearing, and she had completed her Taoism.

"Is that all?" Hundreds of birds are surprised. He is a ghost refiner and has an instinctive rejection of Taoism, but he still has to overcome this psychology and understand Taoism. In the future, he will definitely meet a Taoist priest who is his enemy and understand Taoism, which will be more guaranteed.

Meng Zhi nodded, "The eight-door iron cable array is so simple. My faith constitutes a fifty-foot warning circle. If someone breaks in, I can see it on this compass."

Bai Niao Chong and Nancy came over at the same time, and both of them saw themselves in the compass.

"Mengzhi's sister, is there such a thing as me?" Nancy was surprised.

"So without you?" Meng Zhi smiled and said, "Anyone except me can appear on the compass in the fifty-foot guard circle."

At this moment, the hundred birds in the compass changed, and another black gas was entangled around his body, and his face gradually blurred. And Nancy has the same change.

"That's the breath of death in you. If you don't suppress it, it will appear in this compass. So in the future, it's better to hide the breath of death on you before taking action, otherwise he will find out your true identity by straying into the eight-door chain of a Taoist priest.

This is a reminder and an experience. Nancy doesn't have to count on it. She will probably forget this tomorrow, but Bai Niao Chong seriously remembers it.

At this time, Meng Zhi turned over the compass again and patted it twice with the Taoist method. A compass, which was a little bigger than the dough cake, suddenly shrank and became the size of a silver coin. She printed a little with her hand, and the compass stuck to her wrist, just like a unique ornament. And basically, many sizes have been reduced. On the compass, you can still see the shadow of Bai Niao Chong and Nancy, which is as clear as before.

"You Taoist priests are really good at it. I want to learn it." Nancy said enviously.

Meng Zhi smiled and said, "Sister Nancy, you are the living dead, and you can't learn this Taoist art. Brother Bai is a ghost refiner, and he can't learn anything related to his faith. However, I can learn from Sister Nancy's skills. While it's okay now, you can teach me the innate power and knife skills. It's not a way to ask you to protect me all the time. I have the ability to be alone.

"I'm not free, I'm not free. Well, I don't know when those killing fingers will come. I'm still waiting to kill people." Nancy is proud.

Mengzhi pushed her shoulder and said coquettishly, "Sister Nancy, my good sister, please..."

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you. I really can't help you." Nancy frowned and said.

Hundreds of birds rushed to her, which was too coquettish to bear the coquettishness of the dream weaving, right? Is it so powerful for a girl like Mengzhi to act coquettish? I don't know why, he thought narrowly, "If Mengzhi is so coquettish to me, will I be so unbearable?"

In fact, the person who wants to teach Mengzhi martial arts most is Bainiao Chong, but just as he can't learn Taoism, Mengzhi, who exists as a Taoist priest, can't practice ghost refining and ghost martial arts.

"Let me teach you the innate power method of my southern family first. Whether you can further practice the innate power method and knife method of the three knives flow depends on your understanding and ability." Nancy taught it seriously, "I'm angry in Dantian, I'm inverted, I'm in charge of supervision, and I'm in my way..."

Meng Zhi listened carefully, sometimes followed Nancy to say a few words, and sometimes interrupted Nancy's story and asked what he didn't understand. Bai Niaochong looked at it, without adding a word or saying a word. He can't help this kind of thing. He just appreciates the appearance of the two women and is getting better and better. However, he did not forget the important thing, that is, to observe around to prevent the killer's sneak attack.

Nancy teaches very seriously, meticulously and impatiently. No matter what kind of questions Mengzhi asks, she explains them carefully, and sometimes she gives her own demonstration to teach Mengzhi how to do it. She doesn't care about anything. She is sloppy and careless, but she is meticulous and extremely serious about the practice of martial arts. This persistence and pursuit of martial arts is also reflected in the matter of teaching dreams.

In fact, only a persistent person like her can make achievements in martial arts. No wonder she practiced to heaven and earth when she was a teenager. Such an amazing achievement, talent is very important, but the hard work behind it is even more important.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, teaching the innate power to practice the mind, and Nancy taught Mengzhi simple fighting skills. In her opinion, those fighting skills are indeed very simple, but for Mengzhi, they are very complicated and difficult to learn.

"Your hands should be straightened, and your waist and legs should be strong. Only in this way can the sword and sword be cut out powerful. Your legs are soft. This is not a killing sword, it is simply a chicken-killing sword." While talking about the shortcomings of Mengzhi, Nancy reached out and pinched Mengzhi's thighs, thinking that she was weak.

Mengzhi was pinched and giggled, "Okay, okay, I'll just work hard. Don't pinch it, itchy..."

"Bastard! Who allowed you to laugh when you practiced? Nancy slapped Mengzhi's buttocks. "This sword splitting action, practice a thousand times!"

"What? A thousand times!"

"One thousand and five hundred times!"

"All right, all right... Hey, hey! Hey, ha!" In the face of such a fierce teacher, Mengzhi dares to talk back. It's a small matter to get hit by the buttocks, but she casually adds 500 times of chopping. She doubts whether her hands can still eat with chopsticks after she finishes practicing. However, no matter how strict Nancy is and how difficult it is for her to practice, she still practiced seriously. Every chopping action is done carefully and not a little lazy. Her mouth was also shouting, with a little momentum.

If you want to become strong, it is not enough to have faith. You still need to work hard.

Looking at Mengzhi's chopping action, recalling Nancy's slap on her buttocks, Bai Niao Chong, who was watching, had some impulse to replace Nancy. This idea made him feel ashamed for a while, and his face secretly turned red.

The middle of the night passed, and Meng Zhi fell to the ground tired from practicing. She almost wet her whole body with fragrant sweat, but she persisted. Falling to the ground, she gasped, and her towering chest fluctuated, which had a seductive smell. But before she had a chance to rest, the compass on her right wrist suddenly trembled, and she also struggled to sit up and stared at the compass nervously.

Bai Niao Chong and Nancy realized that something had happened, and then squatted beside Meng Zhi, and at the same time handed their eyes to observe the compass on Meng Zhi's right wrist.

Meng Zhi's hand pinched the seal and clicked on the compass. The shadows of Bai Niao Chong and Nancy on the compass quickly turned into two green dots, shrinking in the center of the compass. But on the edge of the compass, a green dot appeared. This dot moves very slowly. She pointed to the green dot with the finger of the seal, and then the green dot became bigger and became a figure in the blink of an eye.

This figure is covered in a black robe, and his head is also covered with a hood, so he can't see his face. This kind of dress is the same as the killer killed by the birds.

"The edge of this compass is the warning line of my eight-door iron rope array. This killer is 48 feet away from us." Meng Zhi said in a low voice.

"There's only one. It's just right. I'll cut off his head!" Nancy couldn't help but want to kill.

"Wait..." Hundred Birds pressed her. "This guy is testing us."

The killer in the compass really stopped and quietly looked in the direction of this side without approaching here. His distance is always at 48 feet. At such a distance, even if Nancy wants to kill him and turns around and escapes, Nancy may not be able to kill him. But in that case, the other party's next action will be more careful.

"Isn't this guy here to kill us? Why did you stop again?" Nancy is puzzled.

"These guys are all very experienced killers and killers. Not all of them have strong innate cultivation, but they can often kill targets that are better than them, even if they always take action when it is unexpected, and they often make a precise plan before taking action. Now it seems that this guy is just here to test us in order to improve his plan. Bai Niao Chong has his own inference.

Nancy said unhappily, "It's really troublesome. If every killer tests us like this, and we want to kill all of them, when will we have to wait?"

Bai Niao Chong smiled and said, "This time it won't happen. I guess that after losing the in-place killer, the leader of the Tianzi killing group who has never appeared will re-measure our strength, and this time, they will join hands to act."

"So... where do you think they will do it?" Meng Zhi interrupted and asked.

"In this wilderness, killers can't show their best assassination methods, but in the easy-to-hide forest, it is an ideal killing place for them. I guess they will attack us in the lightless forest."

Just as Bai Niao Chong finished talking, the black-robed killer retreated. He walked very lightly and looked extremely careful. Soon, his figure disappeared from the dream compass. Although he was extremely careful, he never thought that every move of him was followed by the three people, and there was nothing missing.

They are all murderers and killing teams. The level of means is the key to deciding who will survive and who will die.