MTL - Late Night Tales Of The Capital-Chapter 116 Hunt for souls

Just under the eyes of everyone, more than a dozen bodies were instantly covered by black flames. At the beginning, they only appeared in the wounds. Then the flame spread quickly, and the blink of an eye covered the entire body.

There is no bone in the bones.

Only the blood on the ground can prove that there was indeed a **** battle here.

The corpse of the land was still a moment ago, and it became a fly ash in the ground at the last moment. All of them stayed on the spot, blinked, and opened their eyes again.

"What happened to these bodies?"

“How can it all burn up?”

"Hello, right?"

"Is it that the person used poisonous?"

"How is it possible that people are dead, as for waste of poison?"

Several people started to whisper for a while, but there was no result, how could there be a result! All are ordinary people, where can I understand, even if the leaf is missing and red beans are a bit worried at this time, but the expressions of the two people are somewhat different.

Almost at the same time, both of them threw away the things in their hands, slammed them on the ground, gently pinched a little black ash, smacked them at the tip of the nose, and slammed their fingers.

Subsequently, Ye lacked a **** on the bench, his face was gloomy and seemed to be making some choices. The reaction of red beans is even more intense. Grab your own paper umbrella and smash the scorpion out of the wine cellar. The face is cold and frosty.

Although it is no longer snowing outside the house, the road is still slippery.

A bang.

When I was sitting in the house, I couldn’t hear it. I was sure that the red bean fell and sighed. He followed the wine cellar. When passing the store, he took out a silver coin and put it in his arms. Then he whispered softly. Said, "Listen to me, quickly leave here, leave the village, and if possible, persuade the people in the village to go quickly."

"It's not safe here."

"very dangerous."

"It's possible to die at any time."

When I finished the leaf shortage, I went outside the house. Without a few steps, I was stopped by the store. "What do you mean by this? Do you know what happened? What happened in the past? How did the bodies burn themselves?" Get up? Will that person come back?"

"I do not know."

The leaf lacked a pause and then said a word, "There may be monsters around your village, so you know."

Explain the black flame with an ordinary person to explain the difference between people, demons, and demons. It is a very difficult and difficult thing to understand, so Ye Xiaoxuan chose a simple method, there are monsters.

Monsters have a lot of images for ordinary people.

The black flame, the scorpion coward, the disappearing body, all this can be fully explained.

Standing outside the door of the wine cellar, I walked to the intersection of Sancha, and the red bean stood there, motionless, not knowing what to think.

Going to the red bean side, Ye said, "Do you recognize the black flame just now?"

Red Bean nodded and said, "I have been looking for them."

"They?" Ye missed doubts.

"We call this group of people called hunters. In your name, it should be called a demon." Red Bean explained.

"Are you sure that it is a demon?" said Ye.

"I can't misread, only the magic can use that kind of black flame, or magic flame. And that taste is absolutely not wrong, I was asked to keep in mind that taste from an early age." Red beans said leisurely.

"Keep the taste of the devil?"

"Yes, it's incredible, but that's the truth, because a long time ago, these hunters have destroyed our homes. They took my people away with evil means, drank our blood, stripped Our skin, we take off our bones and even hollow our hearts."

After a pause, Red Bean continued, "In my family's record, these people are a hundred times more evil than the devil monsters. But everyone in my family, seeing the hunters, must kill innocent people."

"I don't know. How did the mink coward hide his breath, but the magic flame is not going to lie, the smell of ash is not wrong, that person is definitely a hunter, or at least hunted. There are inextricable relationships."

After saying this, the red beans stared at the leaf, "I need your help."

"Catch up with him?" asked Ye.

"No." Red Bean shook his head. "It was the capture of him. The hunters have not appeared for many years. I need to confirm their information. Is there any conspiracy to launch? They are the symbol of the night, but there are hunters. It must be the beginning of the chaos in heaven and earth."

The sun after the snow shines at the intersection of Sancha and illuminates the face of the leaf.

Closely closing your eyes seems to be a measure of thought, and then you will see the leaf missing opening. "You don't need my help."

"Because they are also my goal."

"I have a doubt and need to ask them."

The lack of leaves clearly remembers that in Luoyang City, Qian Shuxiao gave himself a bag, which contained a little black ash, which he said was the ashes of the old housekeeper of the military. And the old butler was the ashes that had been formed before his eyes, and a black flame appeared before his death.

At that time, Ye Xiaocai concluded that the death of the old housekeeper was related to the demon, and then concluded that Ye Zhengru’s death was probably related to the demon, but there was no evidence, and there was no clue about the devil.

The old butler gave his final reminder before he died. Only when he entered the Dragon Mausoleum and looked for artifacts, he should be prompted to go there to find out the reason or clue about Ye Zhengru's death.

The lack of leaves did not forget this matter, however, until he left the Emperor's Mausoleum, he still did not find anything related to the devil, until now.

In this small village in the north of the city, the ordinary wine cellar, there is a magic.

And the girl who walked with her actually knew the devil, but the devil was called a hunter in her mouth.

"You are also looking for a hunter?" asked Red Bean.

"Yes, I am looking for them. I told you that I am the illegitimate son of General Luoyang. My biological father is Ye Zhengru. Although I have no feelings with him, my mother is guarding him all his life. Now He is gone, I suspect that it is the hand of the devil, and I want to find out the truth. Otherwise, my mother, Huang Quan will not be safe." Ye Xiao said softly, the reason for the red bean is actually the same. They are all **** and vengeful.

One is for the parents and the other is for the people.

"I can find the taste of the mink coward, and I can find him with the taste." The red bean licked the paper umbrella and pointed it in the direction.

This time, there was no reminder of the lack of leaves. Red beans took the initiative to climb his back and wanted to chase people. The current strength of the red beans is definitely not enough.

"Why didn't you smell his taste just now?" asked the leaf when he ran away and asked.

"This is also my strange place. If it is not the last black flame that reveals his identity, I can't find it at all. According to the truth, this should not be the case unless he uses some special methods to cover his identity."

In fact, do not use red beans to explain, guess can guess.

The mountain road is rugged, the coniferous forest is densely covered, and the snow is closed. This road is not easy to run, and it is already north of Youzhou. It is even more difficult to predict the surrounding situation.

Fortunately, not insulting.

After going wrong three times and turning back four times.

At the end of the road, I finally saw the fur coat, and the coward who was a mystery, or can now be called a hunter, and can be called a demon.

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Judging from the costumes of these people on the ground, Ye Jiajun’s soldiers are also wearing them. One of them is wearing a standard black iron armor, wearing a blue war knife at the waist, and a leaf totem hanging on the chest. The official product should not be small. The difference is the level of the school.

"Why are these people only killing the soldiers of Ye Jiajun?"

"There is also this person calling himself a mowing person."

"Who is the grass? What is the purpose of harvesting these people's lives? What is the mystery?"

The frown of the leaf is already wrinkled together.

It seems that since the beginning of my return to the juvenile, the world has undergone tremendous changes with the world that I have experienced.

The world that I have experienced, this time should be a large-scale invasion of the Yaozu, the Wanxue raids the situation of Luoyang City, but now the Yaozu does not seem to move, but replaced by the ‘devil’.

In his vision, he encountered two traces of the devil.

This is a very dangerous signal, a hundred times more dangerous than the appearance of the demon.

As the Red Bean tells, the emergence of the devil has always been associated with the disaster of heaven and earth. As long as there is a place of magic, it will inevitably undergo a drastic change.

Perhaps I have not noticed the arrival of two people, or maybe they don’t care.

Anyway, the scorpion coward, at this moment, the big thorns stood in the middle of the road, took out a white pimple from his arms, and did not see him urging, the white scorpion would have no wind, and the air appeared. Five transparent gray spirits look like a dead soldier.

The five gray spirits just appeared in the air, and they were instantly absorbed by the white cockroaches. They disappeared in an instant, almost at the same time, the five bodies on the ground began to burn black flames.

The black flame burned the body to ashes in a few breaths.

Under the guise of the mountain breeze mixed with ice and snow, the ashes quickly dissipated into the invisible, and everything seemed to have happened.

However, nothing has happened.

The white little cockroach is actually absorbing the soul of the soul, and is the military soul of the brave warrior!

The snowy road was lonely and silent, and the skin of the mink had been smashed with blood, but it was obviously not his own. The blood of other people was stained with his fingers, and he was shackled on his clothes.

The mountain wind blew his cheeks, and the eyebrows were covered with a faint frost, and the eyes were dark and gloomy, like a misty array of fog.

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