The witch stood elegantly on the top of the city tower, watching intoxicatedly everything that happened in the city of Midtown.

She looked at the crowd who began to panic because the city-mopping formation became blood red. She seemed to see countless grasshoppers trying to escape from the trap made of naughty boys, but they were all pinched to death by the children guarding the entrance of the cave.

One of her jade hands, like a soft hand, was gently pressing on the city-protecting formation, and the other was holding a throat with blood emitting from her "hoho" soldiers who were venting but not inhaling. The blood on his body was involuntarily pouring into the formation.

It was not until the soldier died completely that she curled her lips and left him.

Her slender eyes raised gently, looking at the remaining group of soldiers hiding in the corner, pinching the weapons in her hands, hesitating whether to rush up, and smiling charmingly with her lips pursed.

"The most useless thing about you humans is reason and courage. The former tells you not to die. If you can live for a while, you will live for a while. The latter tells you that it is better to die now. It will be better if you are cowardly pinched to death by me like a group of mice crossing the street."

She smiled and covered her mouth, sighed softly, "So will you rush over or run away quickly? I'm really curious about how you guys like bedbugs will choose?"

"Come on, show me the selfish and darkest side of you humans."

After saying that, with a light flash, a young soldier hiding in the crowd was slightly whispered by the witch, and with a "ah", he covered his neck with blood, and his eyes widened and fell down unwillingly.

Strangely, the blood that emerged from the fallen corpse actually crawled towards the large formation.

The witch's action was like adding a heavy weight to everyone's already tense nerves, which directly made everyone out of control.

"Brothers, rush!"

A sergeant with the leading appearance completely collapsed. He waved the knife in his hand and took the lead to pounce. He had already had enough of this feeling of being tortured by death. Sometimes this torture of waiting for death is even more terrifying than death itself.

The witch looked at them with a smile and rushed upwards, saying, "You humans are such a strange thing. When you completely lose hope, you will even give up the hope of the last struggle. You will only line up to die. You are really fragile."

The witch raised her hand and sighed softly.

With a "bang",

Everyone didn't even see how the witch took action, and a large number of people rushing over fell.

"I really like seeing you die." The witch stood up while sighing.

She slowly stretched out her feet and stepped on the head of the man who was leading the way out.

The man's body was filled with a set of lowest-level spiritual tools, which was already the best among this group of people. He was obviously the leader of this group of people.

But now his situation is extremely miserable. His knife was broken and his armor exploded. I don’t know what kind of injuries he suffered just now by the witch’s wave, which made his body tremble desperately and completely lose the strength to resist.

The witch used a slight force under her feet, shattering his spiritual helmet like a toy.

She was very sensible. After stomping her helmet, she gently stepped on the sergeant's forehead. She did not rush to exert force, but leaned down and looked at him with a smile.

"Didn't that hurt just now? Oh, I'm really sorry, I forgot that when you humans were most in pain, they didn't scream, but they couldn't even scream."

"I can feel that your internal organs are now broken and broken into small pieces. Even blood blocks your throat, making you unable to make a sound, and it should be flowing out soon."

The witch's smile rippled unscrupulously on the corner of her mouth. She said, and laughed arrogantly, "You beg me, beg me to let you die, beg me to end your pain. You beg me to make me happy, and I may consider letting you die earlier."

She then twisted her hand gently and cast a small spell, which spilled into the man's body.

The man finally howled with a "oh" sound.

The witch stared at him charmingly and said, "As long as you beg me, I will end your life. Otherwise, I can have a thousand and ten thousand ways to make you live and feel this painful torment clearly."

The man's face was completely distorted, "Please, please..." He spoke it out with all his might in a mosquito-like voice, and the mouth of blood flowed out along his open mouth as if it was like a stream.

"Dong~"

The witch smiled wildly, as if she had played with a fun toy, kicking him to the corner, letting him scream in a low voice, blood was everywhere, and the miserable howling sounded like he wanted to howl the whole soul.

The witch ignored him at all, but walked towards the remaining soldiers who were still angry and lying on the ground. She continued to smile freely while stepping on the face of another soldier and said, "Please beg me, beg me to kill you."

Everyone in the city lord's mansion saw the vision in the sky, and the face of the city lord also turned like the black charcoal at the bottom of the pot.

"Can't wait any longer. It seems that something has happened to the city-mopping formation." Qian Yunsheng leaned closer and said, "Let's fight quickly."

The city lord nodded. Now the crowd has become turbulent. Once the morale completely collapses, even he can no longer restrict everyone.

He gritted his teeth and took out the glazed ball, sighing in his heart that he actually didn't want to use this thing, but it was only to use it as a weight for cooperation in front of Qian Yunsheng.

You should know that as a family's trump card, many generations may have accumulated one. Unexpectedly, this demon disaster will emptiate the family's old foundation.

But he also knew that it was not the time to hesitate, so he was so cruel that he handed it to the back and an inconspicuous person stood in the crowd and walked out.

In Qian Yunsheng's opinion, his face was slender and calm, but there was no change in his face under such circumstances.

Seeing that the city lord took out the ball, he took it without hesitation, and walked directly outside without saying anything.

There seemed to be some light in the eyes of the city lord. After handing out the ball, he frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then made up his mind to look at the back that was about to walk out and said, "Go well, you have done well, I will take away your family's slavery and send them all to Zhongzhou."

The straight back trembled slightly, stopped for a while, nodded slightly, and walked out without looking back.

The city lord looked at the figure walking out, as if he had let out a long breath, unconsciously wiped his face, feeling that his palms were greasy.

When I turned my hand, I found that it was the powder I used to apply, but now it was mixed with sweat and it was all stuck together.

He shook his head, but he still lost his composure. Everything he prepared today seemed to have fallen into the empty space, so now he feels like he is being restrained everywhere.

"Sir, can you still hold on?" Qian Yunsheng approached and asked with concern.

The city lord took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, shook his head and said to himself, "I thought that even if I don't cultivate immortals, the things I inherited would never be worse than those of you immortals. Only at this moment did I realize that I was wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong."

Qian Yunsheng comforted, "The City Lord's idea is not wrong. Just like now, we still haven't lost. As long as we can kill Mu Xueqing, we retreat to the formation. Whoever wins and whoever loses is really not sure."

While speaking, he took advantage of the hustle and bustle of the people around him and didn't notice this at all, and quietly blasted a seed into the wrinkles of the city lord's clothes.

Since he learned that the city lord had Qianhuanzhu guarded him, he had checked a lot of information and finally found a way to hide from Qianhuanzhu, that is, anything he did to the city lord must be completely harmless to him.

Therefore, after knowing the characteristics of Qianhuan Bead, the seed popped up by Qianyunsheng has no other use.

The only thing that can be done is that Qian Yunsheng can easily feel the position of the city lord at critical moments. This is also another insurance for Qian Yunsheng, who has prepared quite well.

After doing all this, Qian Yunsheng calmed down.

Suddenly, a drop of rain fell on Qian Yunsheng's face without warning, as smooth as if it had a fishy smell.

Qian Yunsheng gently touched his face, and a bright red color suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Like most people, he looked into the sky in shock.

A drizzle of blood came from the formation surrounding the entire city.
Chapter completed!