Vol 2 Chapter 139: Empathy

If the Fourth Grade Takeo is close, it is not difficult to kill other systems of the same level in seconds, and a set of take away operations can be achieved.
The fourth-rank martial artist can have such strength, depends on two conditions: Huajin and "intention."
The warrior in the Huajin period is the pinnacle of personal physical skills, not to mention Li Miaozhen, even if Xu Qi'an, who is also a martial artist, encounters a warrior, I am afraid he is still in a state of being beaten.
Not to mention the four grades that cultivate "intention".
Of course, one is the Heavenly Sect Saintess, and the other is a silver gong, both of whom have backhands and the means of pressing the bottom of the box. But now is not the time for a death fight.
A fourth-rank martial artist will be unkillable for a while. Once entangled by each other, then the three of them can't leave. At that time, other secret agents and officers and soldiers will be rushing in, and they will be unable to get out.
Xu Qi'an could not reveal his identity, neither the Confucian scroll nor the golden body could be displayed, so he could not be placed next to the fourth rank.
"call out!"
Li Miaozhen drew his flying sword and darted straight into the sky, avoiding the turning arrow.
Underneath, a figure leaped up to the ridge, running wildly and prancingly on the roofs of residential buildings, chasing flying swords. In the process, the figure wrapped in black robes kept pulling the bow, shooting out the four-rank "arrow meaning". "The arrow.
Li Miaozhen, who was soaring upward, was forced down by two arrows. Just after getting rid of the arrows above his head, he suddenly heard bursts of arrows below him, and several arrows shot out.
The black-robed men on the roof ridge shot a total of thirteen arrows. These sharp arrows were like flying swords, attacking Xu Qi'an and the three from different angles, which contained the true meaning of never stopping without hitting the enemy.
Li Miaozhen is like an old Siji, driving the flying sword to drift, turn, and turn...flexibly avoiding arrows.
But as the black-robed men shot more and more arrows, the three of them were trapped in a large array of arrows.
Catching shrimps catching shrimps... Xu Qi'an cheered Li Miaozhen's driving skills while thinking about how to get rid of tracking on the ground.
The Confucian magic book cannot be used, and the monks of the gods cannot be used. I don’t know how many people are staring at it.........The power of the King Kong cannot be used. This will expose my identity. The same is true of the world..... ....
Only then did Xu Qi'an realize that he still lacked a little bit of what he had learned, and it wasn't too fancy.
"Wait, the inability to use Confucian spells does not mean that you cannot use the magic book..." A flash of inspiration flashed in his heart.
As his thoughts flickered, he saw the building beneath the black-robed man's feet collapsed suddenly. He leaped up, and Yukong flew to a certain height. He was about to exhaust himself when he saw it, and an arrow flew to his feet.
He just stepped on one arrow after another, and kept flying off. In the process, arrows were still shot, not giving Li Miaozhen a chance to breathe.
This should be the pinnacle of the Fourth Stage.........Xu Qi'an frowned.
A talisman slipped out of Li Miaozhen's cuffs, erected on his lips, muttering words, and then shook his hands violently.
The talisman burns in the air, and the flame expands with "hu", turning into a huge fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters, just like a sun.
The blazing fire illuminates the city below, making people mistakenly believe that daylight is coming early.
Xu Qi'an smelled a scorching smell, turned his head to see that Zhao Jin's eyelashes were gone, and his hair was curly and yellow.
My eyelashes are definitely gone....This, what’s wrong with my hair, the whole world is targeting my hair.....Thinking of my current blue-skinned hair and just leaving him The lashes that went away, Xu Qi'an felt sad.
Li Miaozhen danced wildly, stretched out one hand, and slammed.
The fireball hit the black-robed man like a meteorite.
The black-robed man moved horizontally in mid-air, stepping on arrows, avoiding the fireball, letting it fall, letting it harm the people in the city, and did not intend to stop it.
Li Miaozhen frowned, his open palms suddenly clenched.
boom!
The flames exploded in the air, just like grand fireworks, clusters of stream fires exploded in a circular shape, before they fell to the ground, they were extinguished.
Seizing this opportunity, the black-robed man stepped on an arrow and walked from the sky, quickly narrowing the distance between the two sides.
Once let him get close, he is sure to quickly hit Li Miaozhen hard, and at the worst, he can knock her out of the air. What Li Miaozhen can do is to leave two of his companions and escape alone, or become a trapped beast with his companions.
Facing the black-robed man who was murdered aggressively, Li Miaozhen was not afraid, his pretty face was calm with a landslide in front of him, his sword pointed towards the sky, and he shouted:
"amnesty!"
Boom!
The sky was dark clouds rolling, thunder was loud, and a dazzling lightning struck suddenly among the surging black clouds.
The lightning speed was too fast, and the air was not Wufu's home court. This time the black-robed man did not avoid it and was hit in the head.
Zizi!
The lightning was blocked by the invisible gas shield, and the fine arc wandered on the surface of the gas shield.
He invigorated himself against a lightning strike.
Zhao Jin's face changed drastically, so that violent lightning strikes could not stop the black-robed man. With the distance between the two sides, the black-robed man would be close to them in the next moment.
Li Miaozhen wrinkled. Since there was no choice, he had to fight to the death. With their own and Xu Qi'an's combat power, they might be able to kill this fourth-rank pinnacle master.
At this moment, she heard Xu Qi'an say: "Keep flying!"
She didn't hesitate, and immediately dispelled the idea of ​​a death fight, and rushed upward with the flying sword.
At this time, the black-robed man was just a few feet away, and he had already charged his strength, and would pounce at any time.
laugh!
Xu Qi'an shook his hand and burned a page of paper, blocked the burning of the paper with his body, and said loudly: "God has the virtue of good living, you can't kill!"
The black-robed man made a violent posture, suddenly stiffened, his sharp pupils turned soft, the will to fight vanished, and the impulse of repentance rose in his heart.
Repent of the killing of the three people in front of me, and repent of the murders I committed before.
This process was only half a second, and the martial artist's strong will dispelled the influence.
It was too late, and the arrow that lost control fell. He only saw the black shadows of Li Miaozhen's three people, farther and farther away, quickly disappearing into the clouds.
"Buddha?"
The black-robed man murmured furiously and helplessly.
...........
Li Miaozhen flew above the sea of ​​clouds for a quarter of an hour, then turned and flew for another quarter of an hour, and finally sank his toes, leading the two of them to break through the sea of ​​clouds and return to the world.
"Is that the secret agent of Zhenbei King just now?" she said through voice transmission.
"Tianzi-level secret agent." Zhao Jin Chuanyin responded: "The one who has this cultivation level is definitely a Tianzi-level secret agent. Xu Yinluo is right, we are indeed being followed."
He showed emotion and admiration: "Fortunately, there are two of them, otherwise Zhao will definitely die."
Seeing how powerful the Feiyan Woman and Xu Yinluo were, he became more confident in his next actions.
As long as the two of them are willing to help each other, they will be able to pass the matter back to the capital and the court will condemn the king of Zhenbei.
Half an hour later, following Zhao Jin's guidance, Li Miaozhen landed outside a valley. As soon as he landed, Xu Qi'an noticed that his hostile eyes were locked on him.
This is the intuition of a martial artist in the gods, which can capture hostile sights and thoughts around him.
There was no feedback of the attack, which means that the other party has no intention of taking action for the time being... Xu Qi'an turned his head calmly and glanced at Zhao Jin.
The latter nodded slightly, took a few steps forward, and then imitated Ye Xiao's cry.
A few seconds later, the same cry came from the valley, with the same frequency.
After a while, a tall and burly figure walked out of the dense forest of the valley, with a long knife at waist and hip, and a hard bow with horns on his back, a typical northern warrior standard.
"Brother Zhao, you are finally back."
The man here is a bearded man, seven feet tall, full of muscles to prop up his clothes, rough appearance, with the appearance of a thick northerner.
He stood in the distance without getting close, examining Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen: "Who are they?"
Zhao Jin explained: "This is the Feiyan heroine Li Miaozhen, who is also the saint of Heavenly Sect. As for this, hehe, he is the famous silver gong Xu Qi'an.
"Two, he is my righteous brother, Li Han, a sixth-rank martial artist."
The burly man with a horned bow was quite cautious and looked at the two: "How do you prove your identity."
Li Miaozhen slapped the sachet, and waves of blue smoke rose up, swimming in the air, ghosts crying.
"The only means to control ghosts is Taoism, except for the witch gods." The burly man with a horned bow immediately looked at Xu Qi'an and said with his fist:
"I am waiting to avoid the search and arrest. I must be cautious. I hope Xiongtai understands... how do you prove that you are Xu Yinluo."
Xu Qi'an didn't say a word, took out his identity badge, and threw it away, saying: "Give this to Zheng Xinghuai, he naturally knows who I am."
The rivers and lakes may not know how to play better, but Zheng Xinghuai, as the chief ambassador of the continent, is definitely not unfamiliar.
The burly man took the waist card, groaned, and said, "You two wait a minute."
He immediately stepped into the valley. About a quarter of an hour later, Xu Qi'an saw the light of the torch and was moving towards him.
A group of people greeted him. The leader was a clean old man, in his early fifties, with goat's whiskers. The first impression he gave was staid and majestic, with the unsmiling temperament of the superior.
This person was followed by six people from the rivers and lakes, one of whom brought a great sense of threat to Xu Qi'an. He was tall and thin, with heavy eye bags in his eyes, and he was hollowed out like excessive indulgence.
Among the remaining five, Zhao Jin's beloved brother Li Han, and three men and one woman.
While Xu Qi'an was looking at everyone, the other party was also observing him and Li Miaozhen. For this young man with his head tilted and his eyes squinting, everyone felt a little shameless.
The old man from Qingzhu stared at Xu Qi'an and said, "But Xu Yinluo?"
"Exactly!"
Xu Qi'an nodded, held his cheek with his palm, and gently rubbed it to restore his true face.
"It's really Xu Yinluo." Li Han smiled in surprise.
Everyone at the scene seemed to have seen Xu Qi'an's portrait. They breathed a sigh of relief and thought to themselves, it is worthy of Xu Yinluo, no wonder they crooked their necks and squinted at people. This arrogant aura is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Zheng Xinghuai, the chief ambassador of Chuzhou," said the old man with a beard: "This is not a place to talk, please go inside."
Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen followed them into the valley. There was a natural cave in the valley, which was spacious and deep, leading to the mountainside.
Zhao Jin moved to the branch at the entrance of the cave and simply disguised it.
A bonfire was burning in the cave, and a simple "bed" was paved with dry grass, and many bones were scattered on the ground. In addition, there are iron pots and rice reserves.
After escaping from the city, he hid in the mountains...... Xu Qi'an swept through the cave and sat down with the bonfire at Zheng Xinghuai's signal.
"They are all guest officials in my house. When we escaped, there were more than 20 people, but now there are only six of them." Zheng Xinghuai introduced.
That tall and thin man was called Shen Tu Baili, a fifth-rank Huajin master, after two fourth-ranks fell, he became the strongest in this troubled team.
The remaining three men, a fat and sturdy man named Wei Youlong, had a sixth-grade cultivation base, dressed in dirty purple robes, and their weapon was a machete.
The one who made the spear was named Tang Youshen. There was a scar on his left cheek. When looking at people, his eyes were sharp, like a knife, which reminded Xu Qi'an of Jiang Luzhong, who was also known for his sharp eyes.
According to Zheng Xinghuai, Tang Youshen was born in the army. He was dismissed for offending his superiors and was later recruited by Zheng Xinghuai to become a guest of the palace.
The last man was carrying a long sword, and his facial features were handsome and his name was Chen Xian. The beautiful young woman is his wife, and the couple also use swords.
Together with Zhao Jin's righteous brother Li Han, there are exactly six people.
Xu Qi'an glanced across the crowd, and then looked at Li Miaozhen, who understood, opened the red string on the sachet, and released a wisp of blue smoke.
Qingyan turned into an obscure man in the air, muttering: "The blood is slaughtered for three thousand miles, please send troops to the court..."
He kept repeating this sentence.
Wei Youlong leaned on the machete and stared at the remnant soul, showing a look of sorrow:
"His name is Qian Youyi. He was my brother who walked the rivers and lakes together back then. We used to be escorts and killed the squire. Later, I worked under Master Zheng, and he continued to mess with the rivers and lakes.
"After the Chuzhou massacre, the six of us, including Master Zheng, had been wanted by the secret agent of Zhenbei Wang and could not travel long distances. The first person I thought of was him.
"He is still the same brother back then, the brother who is willing to stab at his friend..."
Having said this, his eye circles were red and he rubbed his fat face vigorously.
The companions bowed their heads slightly, and the atmosphere was slightly depressed.
Zheng Xinghuai sighed and said: "We asked several heroes of the rivers and lakes to help deliver the letters, and brought them to the capital to expose my old friend of the year to expose the atrocities of the Zhenbei King. But I didn't expect..."
"Why didn't Chuzhou officialdom expose the Zhenbei King?" Xu Qi'an asked.
"It's useless, that will only harm others. Once the news goes out, it will be assassinated by the secret agent of the Zhenbei King. Moreover, they say that Chuzhou City is still good...Who would believe it? It will only attract the pursuit of the secret agent of Zhenbei King."
Zheng Xinghuai shook his head with confusion and fear in his eyes. He was not afraid of the spy's assassination, but was afraid of the status quo of Chuzhou City.
In fact, the barbarians and the monsters are looking for the place where the Zhenbei King will kill the people, but unfortunately you don't know the struggle at this level, otherwise, as long as you spread the news, there is no need for the imperial court to send an envoy to investigate the case.
Xu Qi'an nodded and accepted the explanation from Chief Minister Zheng.
"You should know that the court sent a mission to investigate this case." Xu Qi'an tentatively said.
"We heard from Zhao Jin that he would send letters back regularly. But we dared not go to the mission for fear of being wiped out. The king of Zhenbei even slaughtered the city, let alone the mission." He carried a horn bow. Li Han was filled with indignation.
"I am the organizer." Xu Qi'an emphasized his identity.
Everyone was happy, and the capital was thousands of miles away from Chuzhou, but they knew the reputation of Xu Yinluo, like thunder.
Xu Yinluo cracked a peculiar case, coupled with the Buddhism fighting incident, and became famous. Xu Yinluo is not in Chuzhou, but Chuzhou has his legend.
Zheng Xinghuai got up, adjusted his clothes, and said, "Please Xu Yinluo to be the master of the people of Chuzhou."
Xu Qi'an did not respond, but instead asked, "What does Master Zheng have on the status quo of Chuzhou? According to you, since Chuzhou has already massacred the city, how can it be the scene of singing and dancing today?"
Zheng Xinghuai's face became stiff, and he said sullenly, "The official is also terrified and puzzled."
Shentu Baili and the others showed the same confused expression.
Xu Qi'an looked at Li Miaozhen and spoke through the voice: "I have seen it with the Qi Qi technique, and I haven't lied. However, this is contrary to reality. Apart from the Qi Qi technique, how can you distinguish lies?"
The vulgar Wufu had no choice but to turn to the bells and whistles.
Li Miaozhen pondered for a moment, and Voice Transmission responded: "There is a spell called empathy, which allows the souls of the two parties to merge for a short time, and the memories can communicate. I wonder if you have heard of it.
Empathy?
Xu Qi'an was taken aback, and couldn't help but remember that when he bought a house that day, with Caiwei's help, he had sympathy with the female ghost in the well and saw how Shangshu of the Qi Party Department of War colluded with the Witch God Sect.
At that time, from a first-person perspective, he was in and out countless times by the wizard named Tamraha.
Although there is no real feeling, like watching a first-person movie, it still creates a huge psychological shadow.
This won’t work, I’m full of secrets. Once I empathize, I’ll have to kill them before the secret agent of Zhenbei King comes over....... Xu Qi’an said through the voice:
"Is there a way to empathize unilaterally? I don't want my memory to be spied on by others."
Li Miaozhen smiled and spoke confidently: "Naturally."
Xu Qi'an took a deep breath~EbookFREE.me~ Then let me see the scene of the massacre that day.
"Master Zheng, we want to take a look at the scene of the massacre that day, and hope that you will cooperate." Xu Qi'an finished speaking and looked at Li Miaozhen.
The Saintess of Tianzong added: "Close your eyes and recall the details of the city massacre that day."
Zheng Xing nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and recalled the and cruel nights that often woke him up.
Three talismans slipped out of Li Miaozhen's sleeves, and they were attached to the foreheads of himself, Xu Qi'an and Zheng Xinghuai. Then, she held Xu Qi'an's shoulder and jumped.
Xu Qi'an felt that he was jumping up, and when he looked down, he was surprised to find that he and Li Miaozhen were clearly still in place.
Yuanshen out of the body? Before he had time to ask, he felt that the talisman on Zheng Xinghuai's forehead produced a huge suction and turned into a whirlpool, swallowing him and Li Miaozhen.
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