Vol 2 Chapter 1045: Second skill

"What the hell?"
The sudden black team carrying the coffin scared Huang Feihu's team. Before they could get over, the coffin had already installed Huang Feihu.
Brother Hei smiled, life and death were unpredictable, and life was in vain when the coffin was lifted.
Huang Feihu, who was put into the coffin, banged the lid of the coffin bang, but he couldn't shake the thin coffin even with his great power.
Amidst the cheerful music, six neatly dressed black brothers carried them on their shoulders and embarked on the funeral road.
The weird scene caused the pedestrians and merchants on the street to stop.
"Brother." Huang Ming was the first to react, screaming, drew his sword and slashed at the black man carrying the coffin, but with a sword cut out, the black brother's body sparked everywhere, and he didn't even cut a piece of cloth in his suit. .
The black man carrying the coffin was completely undisturbed by the outside world, smiling, swinging his arms, or going forward, or back, or pretending to be overwhelmed by the coffin, struggling with his feet upright, like a circus...
"Quick help me out." Huang Feihu's voice came from the hall, and he banged on the coffin lid, roaring again and again.
"Brother."
"Brother."
Huang Feibiao and Huang Feibao also snatched them up, drew out the sharp blade, and slashed at the black man carrying the coffin.
Generals such as Zhou Ji, Long Huan, and Wu Qian attacked the band behind which was playing snare drums and trombone.
But a group of black brothers carrying coffins are not like human guests, focusing on their tasks, carrying the coffins and marching along the main street, not afraid of attacks, damages, or even whether the coffin is alive or not.
The crowd onlookers evaded one after another.
The black man carried the coffin, knocked it, and looked like he was juggling. It looked very interesting.
However, Huang Ming and others were holding knives and hacking and slashing, and there were voices from time to time in the coffin. The people watched the weird scene in front of them, hiding far away, for fear that they would offend Huang Ming and others and provoke murder for themselves. The curse.
The dream master created short-term prosperity, but the concept of hierarchy has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and ordinary civilians did not dare to offend the powerful.
Huang Feibiao and others couldn't cut the black man, and they started to grab the coffin.
But the coffin seemed to grow on the shoulders of black people, allowing them to lift or push without moving.
Occasionally someone intervened in the black team, trying to learn from them to carry the coffin on their shoulders, and carry the coffin away from their shoulders.
But at the moment they carried the coffin, they danced with their hands and danced, and they danced the same steps as the black people, and they jumped out quickly.
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"Brother, I won't cancel the skill, where will they carry the coffin in the end?" Seeing the funny funeral procession, Feng Gongzi was speechless.
"I haven't used this skill. I'll know when I look at it." Li Mu looked at the team carrying the coffin with interest, then looked back in the direction of the Senate, and said, "There is such a big noise, Master of Dreams. It's time to come out!"
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"Sorcery, it must be sorcery."
After all the efforts to no avail, Huang Feibao finally reacted, "Huang Ming, go to the Academy of Sciences to invite those who have attained the path, and ask them to break the evil technique and save the brother."
Huang Ming woke up, quickly found his horse, and went straight to the back of the Senate.
Huang Feibao and others guarded around the coffin, following the coffin, and no longer wasting energy.
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Li Mu and Feng Gongzi hid in the crowd and followed the funeral procession to watch the fun. There are not many people like them, so there is no need to worry about being exposed.
With more people watching the excitement, people's courage increased, and the discussion arose:
"Who is in the coffin?"
"It is said to be King Wu Cheng."
"At the gate of the Supervisory Court, the coffin that fell from the sky was put inside, I'm afraid it didn't offend some expert."
"Weird things happen every year, especially this year. I heard that King Wu Cheng initiated a proposal in the Senate requesting that His Majesty abolish the Tweeting Order. Maybe it caused revenge from the Senate adult!"
"Then he deserves it. Who doesn't know how many good things the Senate has done for the benefit of the country and the people over the years, how could their decisions be wrong? King Wu Cheng is really not a rafter."
"Where is King Wu Cheng going to be carried? Wouldn't he be buried? I can hear the banging in the coffin!"
"Let's go and watch the excitement. Such a weird puppet is carrying the coffin. It is the first time I have seen that King Wu Cheng is a living person. If he is a dead person, he must be tossed and fell apart."
"What I said is that when I look back, I must warn the unfilial sons of my family. If I dare to toss me like this, I will get up from the grave and bite them."
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Work for a while.
The team carrying the coffin walked half a street, alarming more people. The old prime minister, the senior doctor May Bo, and others all walked out of their mansion to watch, asked about the situation and made suggestions.
Either using talisman paper, or burning the black people, or even someone pulling a horse sock in front of the team, to no avail.
Only Huang Feihu in the coffin yelled louder and louder: "Second brother, third brother, save me quickly, after another tea time, I am afraid it will kill me."
"Brother, don't panic, Huang Ming has already gone to ask an expert from the Academy of Sciences." Huang Feibao quickly said.
"Please a very good man, brother is under the plot of the villain, and found the sneaky thief, cut and killed him, and the spell will break without attack." Huang Feihu's angrily voice came from the coffin.
"All the onlookers stopped in place, waiting for investigation." Huang Feibao and others were awakened, and they hurriedly directed their men to check the onlookers.
"Brother, what should I do?" Feng Gongzi said nervously.
"What's the panic, a group of ordinary people, they fooled around after a while." Li Mu replied.
"Can you hide the five-color sacred cow from the blind eye?" Young Master Feng looked at the five-color sacred cow with worry, and the sacred cow shook his head and shook his head, and even sniffed one by one in the crowd.
"When will the cow be used as a dog?" Li Mu froze for a moment and continued to transmit his voice, "Xiao Feng, put Shang Rong and Mei Bo in a coffin and carried them away, and finally put the cow in a coffin."
The five-color sacred cow is too strange, the ghost knows whether the blindfold can hide it, they are here to investigate the dreamer, and if it is exposed in advance, it loses the meaning of exploration.
Master Feng nodded.
Two important Shang dynasty ministers, Shang Rong Meibo, were found from the crowd, and two teams of black men were called out, and the two old men who were talking about Taoism were also put into the coffin and lifted up.
For a time.
The three teams of coffins danced together, the black people twisted and twisted, Chaoge's main street was as lively as the New Year, and everyone was stunned.
Huang Feibiao, who was in the air, also forgot to continue his inspection, and Mu dumbly stopped and stood: "What the hell? Do you want to kill Cheng Tang Zhongchen in a coffin?"
The voice did not fall.
A group of blacks suddenly appeared in front of him, shocked Huang Feibiao, thinking that he wanted to follow Brother Bu's footsteps, and turned around to escape, but his hand was empty, and the coffin that fell from the sky actually contained the five-color cow in it. .
The coffin that hit the bull hit the coffin three times more than the coffin that contained Huang Feihu.
The five-color sacred cow mooed and screamed in the coffin, and because of its magical powers, it could not knock out the thin coffin.
The black people who carried the coffin were not too heavy, and they carried the several thousand catties of cattle on their shoulders. They danced like no other, and walked along the main street with gongs and drums.
"Even the cow pretended to be gone, is this to be carried to be with your brother?" Huang Feibiao muttered to himself, and no one was as enlightened as the cow.
The four coffins lined up, the gongs and drums were noisy, and there was an uproar in Chaoge City.
People rushed to flee, and for a while, no order could be suppressed. They don't care if the coffin that descends from the sky contains the powerful or not!
People only know that the coffin that appeared out of thin air is pretending to be people. In case it is put inside, it is afraid that there will be no way to survive.
Suddenly, there was a mess, so that Li Mu and the two who were hiding in the crowd were caught off guard, and Huang Feibiao looked at him.
Huang Feibiao also wakes up, shouting: "It's you!"
Can be the next second.
In his eyes, Young Master Feng gently bit his upper lip, his eyes widened, his head tilted to one side, and he smiled slightly. Although the unparalleled face was hidden by the dirt, Huang Feibiao seemed to look at the moment she smiled. Arrived a weak and poor little cat, as if seeing the stars in the sky in her eyes.
His heart melted in an instant, and the hand holding the hilt suddenly loosened, turned his head away, and waved his hands at the two people again and again: "Go, go, Quan Dangmou didn't see you."
Li Mu was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at Master Feng, dragged him three steps and two steps, mixed into the fleeing crowd, and disappeared without a trace.
For a long while.
Huang Feibiao came back to his senses, still not quite sober, licked his lips and murmured: "There is such a lovely woman in the world, so I should marry it!"
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"Have you used skills against him?" Li Mu asked in the small alley.
"Well, I sold it cute, but I didn't expect the effect to be good." Young Master Feng pursed his lips, suddenly raised his head to look at Li Mu, blinked his eyes, and activated his skills, "Brother, kiss me."
The next moment.
The young master Feng in Li Mu's eyes has become a soft and weak cute, with tears in his watery eyes, as if the world's weakness has been borne by her alone, and people can't help but want to pity.
Li Mu's fingertips gently slipped from her cheeks, and he couldn't help leaning down and stamping them on her lips.
Master Feng froze at the time.
Touch it.
Li Mu quickly woke up, looked at Young Master Feng, and asked, "You have used skills against me!"
"En." Young Master Feng blushed and nodded timidly. He looked at him, "Brother, the company's skills are really overbearing. Even seniors can't be exempted. We must be careful when we meet other dream masters." Now. If I had a nasty heart towards the senior, the senior has already been stabbed to death by me in Gentle Township!"
"Of course I know that the company's skills are overbearing, and I need you to remind you!" Seeing Master Feng who consciously took advantage, Li Mu was angry and funny, "Don't use skills against me in the future. I can still live if the mission fails. If you are not careful, you hang up, and I can't save you."
"I see, brother, it's only once, and it won't be anymore." Young Master Feng raised his head to look at Li Mu, touched his toes, and said in a low voice, "It's time to satisfy my small wish in advance."
Li Mu stared at Master Feng, just about to speak.
suddenly.
There was a commotion in the crowd outside.
Li Mu dragged Master Feng behind him and looked outside.
A young man with silver helmet and silver armor holding a long sword, like Zhao Zilong, rushed over on horseback. He frowned as he looked at the black people scurrying in the street, suddenly drew out the sword, and slashed down.
Wow!
Just now, Huang Feibiao and the others had exhausted their methods and could not help the black man to carry the coffin team. They immediately threw the coffin away, raised their hands high, and knelt in front of him.
A commanding person raised his hands and clamped his long sword.
The coffin, big drum, snare drum, and trombone fell on the ground.
"Hundred% of the black people were picked up empty-handed to carry the coffin?" Li Mu was stunned.
"Broken in half." Feng Gongzi made a stubborn mouth toward the other side, and said through a voice transmission.
The black man carrying the coffin was restrained. Huang Feibao and others ran to the coffin and chopped and slashed at the coffin. They wanted to rescue Huang Feihu and the others, but they still couldn't break the coffin.
As a last resort, they can only come back and ask for help from the dreamer: "My lord, the coffin still can't be split."
"Which colleague from the company is here, I am also a dreamer, no malice, please come out and see, the world of Fengshen is too dangerous, we should unite and help customers realize their dreams."
The dreamer who wielded the sword to restrain all the black people frowned slightly and shouted in English, "I don't know what the dream of the client you brought is, but if you mess around in Chaoge City like this, it will bring danger to all of us. It’s very unfavorable for us. We come from the same company and should help each other. The more skills and the more cooperation, can we get the most benefit."
"Brother, do you need to put him in a coffin? To force others out?" Feng Gongzi asked.
"Pretend." Li Mu nodded.
The voice did not fall.
Another group of blacks descended from the sky.
The coffin sucked the dreamer in, and the black people who were 100% empty-handed took over the black people quickly regained their freedom, and returned to their posts like a set procedure, and inherited their unfinished business.
Can be followed immediately.
The dreamer who had just been loaded into the coffin suddenly appeared in Huang Feibao’s position. He was still holding the long sword, but he was already a little annoyed between his eyebrows. He still said in English: "Don’t use skills against me. The black man can’t hold the coffin. Stay with me, you know that being 100% empty-handed is so powerful that you are pressing. I control everyone and can always find out your identities. At that time, we will be enemies."
"Transformation." Li Mu said his second skill.
"We have united several people, and individuals have their own personal skills. You will never be our opponent if you tear your skin apart." The dream master said angrily, "We are not enemies, even if there is a conflict between the dreams of our customers, we can do it. After discussing the solution, you recklessly exposed our hole cards and broke our plan, which will cause trouble to everyone. Do you know how many eyes are staring here in the sky? The dream master did not do what you did... "
"Brother, what shall we do?" Feng Gongzi asked, "If you don't fix him, it is estimated that others will not come out."
"Ignore him, wait and see." Li Mu looked at the dream master standing in the crowd, pondered for a moment, and said through a voice transmission, "They don't want to make matters worse, so let him think we are leaving. The black man lifted the coffin. After a few important ministers have left, there will always be people who can't help but jump out to solve this problem. Now it's up to who can't hold back."
Being 100% empty-handed and shifting positions is not enough to guarantee the safety of that dream master in the world of Conferred Gods. Too many people can kill him before he releases the sword.
At least close to Li Mu, Li Mu has this ability.
He should be cautious.
And now it has been verified that 100% of it will be interrupted by the black man carrying the coffin if it is empty-handed.
Even if the opposing dreamer had the ability to move shape and position, he was restrained by Master Feng. In theory, this dreamer was no longer a concern.