Chapter 190: Hundreds of swords

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The flower is now only transformed, and it has not yet become a must.
Why are you looking at him like this?
Thank you for listening to someone whispering: "It seems..."
"It's not like... it's exactly the same!"
"Is it really him?"
Someone asked directly: "You are... that, Prince?"
Xie pity subconsciously said: "I am not..."
However, when the voice did not fall, he found that the original white he used to cover the real purpose, I do not know when it was solved. At this moment, he tied his five flowers, that is the day. His face has been seen in front of everyone.
The heart of thankfulness hangs on the eyes of the blind man, and the scalp is on the line of sight.
I don't know if he is psychologically guilty. He feels that everyone's eyes are strange. However, fortunately, perhaps because of the current situation of crisis, these eyes do not have the disgust or anger he imagined. The reason why he thinks this is because the next moment, there is a sudden burst of inhuman screams!
Thanks for turning his head, he found that the people who were screaming were actually those who had been punished by him. They didn't know when they climbed again, and they were many times more. They were outside the Prince's Hall. They held hands and stopped them in a circle. They shouted around the Prince's Temple, as if they were some kind of horrific ritual, and they seemed to be pure. The group of devil dances. Everyone in the temple was scared, and the young child cried out, and his parents held their arms in their arms and covered their ears. Every face is full of fear: "What to do? What should I do?"
"These people will not rush in..."
"Even if we don't rush in, they are so close, we will get sick... What should I do if I have that disease?!"
Xie pity struggled, but there was no way to make a profit. It seems that this day has been passive, and it is estimated that it was injected with mana. He earned a swell on the blue ribs and shouted: "White has no phase!"
No one answered, but a cold hand patted his head. Thanks for a pity, the cold hair was upright, and I turned around and looked at the scalp for a moment.
It is no wonder that the eyes of the following people are so strange when they look at it, not only because his face is exposed, but also because the white phase is sitting in the darkness behind him!
In the face of such a strange white man, the atmosphere of the people did not dare to go out, and even dared not act rashly. The consequence was that they had nothing to look at, as they had nothing, and they raised their thanks in the eyes of the public.
Xie pity changed from lying down to sitting, sitting on his platform, like a living, detained god. He could only turn his eyes and his head. Other than that, he could hardly do anything.
Although this situation is extremely different, it is even more terrible for people who are screaming outside. The eyes of everyone underneath quickly returned to the outside. Someone muttered: "...I have heard of it. I have heard that people living in a region can infect each other. This disease is very infectious! So close, at such a distance, we are sure, sure!"
I think that they are likely to suffer from the horrific plague, and the temple is desperate. One person said: "Or else, let's find a few people to rush out and kill these strange people. Others rushed to escape?"
However, it does not mean that those who rushed out can kill so many geeks, as long as they rush to scuffle, they will certainly suffer from human epidemics, which is to sacrifice themselves and save everyone. Who is willing to go when it comes to the death? No one wants.
Thanks for the pity, but he is now subject to white no-phase, and he is okay with seven or eight tricks. This is a fewteen or eighty. It’s inevitable that there will be fish leaking through the net. Come in the Prince's Temple. As for the direct killing of white phaseless? Don't think about it, I don't think about it.
However, now there must be someone who can calm down everyone's emotions, and thank God for setting the mind, saying: "Everyone should not mess up! Not so fast, we still have time to find a way."
However, just guaranteeing that "it is not so fast" is not able to appease people.
Breaking this desperation, it is actually nothing. Cold, he said: "People's face disease can be isolated and cured."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone brushed their heads and said, "Can it be cured? What is the solution?!"
Xie pity a heart suddenly hangs. White no phase is a long way to go: "Ask your Highness Prince. Your Royal Highness knows the way."
So, a hundred pairs of eyes brushed and looked at the pity. Those eyes stabbed him back, and he was blocked by white and pushed back. Several people are full of hope: "His Royal Highness, do you really know?"
Xie Li did not answer, just listened to someone excited: "I heard people say, he knows!"
Some people also suspected: "When you know, why is the Imperial City still...? Do you know that he does not tell others?"
"His Royal Highness, tell us now? Ah?
Xie pity quickly denied: "I don't know!"
White has nothing to say: "You lie."
Thanks to the anger and anger, but I am afraid that nothing will be said. He has a hunch, no matter whether he accepts it or not, it will definitely be said. After struggling for a long time, he reluctantly said: "The way... there is no. It is useless!"
After a while, the crowd began to commotion: "What does it mean to use nothing? You don't say how do we know if it works?"
Cold sweat ran down his forehead, thanking the heart: "I really can't say..."
can not say!
Once you say it, it’s all over, it’s all messed up!
Some people couldn’t stand it, and stood up and said: "I have come to this life and death. What can't I say? Don't you say that everyone is here to die here?"
White has no phase temperature: "I will tell you."
Thankful and angry: "Stop!"
His swearing is naturally not a bit of deterrence. White has nothing to say, "Do you know that people inside and outside the Imperial City have the least face disease?"
Everyone was watching and watching him. Although he did not dare to approach, he had to ask: "What, who?"
White has no reason: "Soldier."
It’s over.
White has no way to continue: "Why are soldiers? Because most soldiers have done one thing. And this thing is not done by ordinary people, so they have suffered from human face disease."
Everyone's eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and even the throat doesn't dare to swallow. "That thing, is...?"
Xie pity hit him at the end, nothing more than a futile effort. Bai Wuxiang laughed and took him back and said: "What is it?"
He faintly said: "Killing."
Finished! ! !
He really said it. Thank you for your pity on the platform, a heart like an ice cave. For a long while, several talents were shocked: "... murder? Can murder be ill? Can murder be cured?"
"is that a lie!"
Desperate is, no! Not a lie!
This is absolutely true. Xie pity personally confirmed that people who have blood scarves and human lives on their hands will not suffer from epidemics!
Everyone did not expect the immune condition to be this anyway. They were all shocked and said: "Does this make sense?"
"I used to feel weird. It seems... I really didn't hear about the proliferation of people in the army! I am afraid it is true!"
"it is true!"
"But the meaning is that we have to kill people first to avoid illness?!"
"Who kills?"
The person who asked this question was immediately besieged: "What ‘killing who’? It’s hard that you really want to kill!

The man didn't dare to speak at once. But in this hundred pairs of eyes, compared to the pure fear and helplessness, there are a lot of other things, extremely subtle and extremely strange.
This is the situation that Xie Pity does not want to see. Once the law of immunization of human face disease is exposed to the world, there will be another inevitable happening.
Kill each other!
This is the way that thank you for discovering immunity, but never dared to tell others. As long as murder is free from human plague, perhaps most people will restrain themselves, but there will always be desperate people taking risks. And once someone commits the first case for immunization, there will be a second and a third soon...
There will be more and more emulators, and in the end, the world will be chaotic. So, it’s better to be strict from the beginning, no one knows!
Thanks and smiles: "You know now, why do I say this method is useless?"
Everyone does not speak. Thanks a lot of sighs, strong spirits, and a warm breath, said: "In any case, don't panic, don't act rashly, otherwise you will be trapped in this thing."
There was a couple of people who looked like Sven in the bottom. The woman hugged her child and said, "How is this? Why is this? Why is it us? We obviously have nothing to do!"
One person nearby was annoyed: "Cry and cry, cry and cry, you know crying! Who is not doing anything here! Is it bad for you alone?"
The woman’s husband angered:
Why, you still don’t want to cry?

"What is the use of crying people's upset? Give me a shut up!"
Actually quarreling for such a small matter, I can only say that everyone's emotions are on the verge of collapse, and they are on the verge of death. Thanks to the pity: "Don't be noisy! Calm! Calm to think of a solution!"
The more calm, the more excited everyone is: "What is cold? How calm is this situation? You are calm, you think about it? Is there any way!"
"..." Xie Li was asked to be speechless. any idea?
No!
He desperately tried to think hard, thinking that his brain would burst and he couldn’t think of any solution to the situation at hand!
Suddenly, he felt a tight cheek, one hand pinched his face, smashed the past, facing the people under the platform. Thanks for your pity, I don’t know what it means. A cold voice rang behind him: "Who killed? You see this face, don't you know who to kill?"
"..."
This statement is not only the top and bottom of the platform, but even the ghosts that hang in the air are condensed.
White has no phase and said: "Have you forgotten? He is God. That is--"
The voice did not fall, thank you for a cold feeling.
After a moment of stiffness, he looked down and saw a dark sword blade piercing from his lower abdomen.
The sword is slender and long, and the body is deep like black jade. The sword heart is long and silvery. The sword front is like a cold night. It is definitely a rare sword. In the past, the pity will definitely try to collect the kind that you can't put it down.
Thanks for watching it for a while, then Jianfeng slowly took it back and disappeared into his lower abdomen. White has no way to say: "--He is, not dead."
The crowd did not react, and the white no-handed waved the sword. The sound of "铛", the sword front into the ground, obliquely inserted on the ground, in front of the eyes of countless pairs of eyes, quietly exudes a deep chill.
A burst of blood rushed into the throat, and the ghost fire rushed to him, seeming to gamble on his wound. Xie Li was stunned by the blood, biting his teeth: "You...you!"
His eyes were slightly faint, and the wildfire suddenly became mad, rushing to the white, but was caught and locked in the palm, saying: "Look at it."
He said, his other hand slammed his face with gratitude and said: "What are you? You are not claiming to save the people?"
Thanks: "But!!! But I, I..."
But he did not think about using this method to save in this situation? !
Someone under the gods has been scared by this scene, and some are still courageous to see: "...he...he really won't die?!"
"Really... you see, blood doesn't flow much... still alive, live well!"
Thanks for a fierce cough. Hearing humanity again: "Is it even if he kills him, he will not die?!"
"Great!"
Say that the man was stunned again: "What is it? Is there anything good?"
The man who was defamed said: "Since he is killed, he will not die... there is no solution."
"But it’s too much to be a sword..."
"But he is a god? Even if he is desecrated, he will not die? We are just ordinary people. If you get a human face, you will die!"
There is a dispute underneath, nothing to say: "Cangsheng is here waiting for your rescue. Please."
Xie pity spurred anger in both eyes and said: "The only way to save the most thorough is to destroy your monster!"
White has no sneer, and said: "What happened? Prince, you are not confident that you will not die? How can you be afraid now? Anyway, you will not die, sacrifice yourself, solve the suffering of others. Why not do it?"
Thank you for your pity: "Do you mean this idea? Do you think everyone in the world is as dark as you?"
Indeed, many people under the face are not ecstatic, but hesitant, but they are vaguely divided into several factions, and opinions cannot be unified. Moreover, no one went up to move the black sword. As if he understood what he was thinking, he laughed and laughed. He shook his head and sighed: "Stupid child, silly boy."
Thanks for turning his head and not letting him shoot, he said: "Roll!"
White has no reason: "Do you think that because they don't want to do it? Wrong, they don't want to start, they just don't want to be the first one."
"Ah!"
Suddenly a scream under the platform, the woman in the Sven couple cried: "Child, my child!"
The children in her arms were crying, and a few black and white shadows appeared on the pudged arms. The surrounding people vacated a large film and said: "Bad, the child is infected!!!"
The couple looked awkward, and the two looked at each other and stood up. They walked up to the platform and pulled up the black sword on the ground, letting the child hold it in his hand, biting his teeth and stabbing him.
"...!"
The black sword was really sharp. Xie pity just felt that the abdomen was a sharp pain. The couple had pulled the sword out of his belly. He slammed it on the floor and said, "I’m sorry... our children are still small, really. Yes...no way. Sorry, sorry, sorry..."
They apologized, and looked pale and grateful to the head, holding the child back to the crowd. Thanks to the throat, the blood is more concentrated, and I am going to vomit. Suddenly, I heard a white laughter.
He gritted his throat and said: "Laughter, do you think you saw what you want to see? It's all you forced!"
The group of wildfires held in the palm of your hand was even more fierce. He is slow and succinct: "If people are forced, they will reveal their true colors."
Among the 100 people, one already has no need to be afraid of a human epidemic. The black mark on the arm of the child gradually dissipated, and the throat of the crowd swallowed a throat and did not speak.
After a while, a dead man, another young man stood up.
He smacked his head and approached the platform. He first made several groans, weakly: "I can't help it, I don't want it, I really don't want it, but I really can't help it. I just got married soon, my aging mother. And the lady is still waiting for me at home..."
As he spoke, he couldn’t say it anymore. He pulled up the black sword with his eyes closed and jerked his thanks.
However, because he closed his eyes, the sword was stabbed and only stabbed to the side of the pity. He opened his eyes and found that the position was not fatal, so he panicked and pulled out
Swords, squatting, and stabbing A sword!
Xie pity has been gnashing his teeth and not making a sound. He was only stunned by the two stabbing swords, and a blood came out from his lips.
He really does not die. However, it does not mean that he will not hurt when he is injured.
Every inch of flesh and blood is stirred by the sharp weapon, and the feeling that every bone is wiped off makes him feel unhappy and wants to be mad. This is the same as ordinary people.
The second person has gone down, and this time there is no gimmick. His face is mixed with joy and the rest of his life. It is hard to say which side is more. After he went down, the crowd returned to death again.
For a long time, several people hesitated to stand up. I don’t know what reason to use this time. I haven’t gotten up yet, but I suddenly heard one person:
I really can’t stand it.

Everyone looked for their voices, and Xie pity also looked up pale. Speaking, it is actually the big man who sells art. He said: "How does the monster tell you how to do it? I see him is a swearing. Even if it is not a swearing, he will not die, you are not killing?"
A few people next to me: "Big brother, you don't look at this time, everyone is going to die!"
The busker said: "I am not here too? I am not going to die yet? Have I started?"
A few people were blocked by him. For a long while, some people said: "When you look at you, there are no old children at home? One person is full of family and not hungry. Many people here are dragging their families. How can you compare with you?"

The busker pointed to the couple who went up the first time and said: "I don't have a wife's son. If I have it, I will die and I won't let my son watch me do this, let alone teach my son. I have done this kind of thing. I think your son will grow up and become a bad embryo. It is all harmed by your aunt. How can you not let your son marry you?"
The woman covered her face and cried, saying: "Don't curse my son! Curse me!" The husband angered: "Are you talking about people? You want my son, my father, my mother?! People!"
The busker probably doesn't know what it means to care for people. He said, "Who is killing? Isn't it killing you? You let your son kill you and have some bones. What do you do to kill the masked strange stuff?"
Hearing words, white no one laughed. The people were afraid and angry, and the fear was against this monster. The anger was against the seller, and they all lowered their voices: "You...! Shut up!"
What should I do if I am annoyed with this monster?
The busker said: "Oh, you dare not kill the worst evil person, so you are jealous of others?"
Probably not being ridiculed by such a rough man, some people couldn’t help but say: "This brother and sister have been talking for so long, I thought that there is any high opinion? I look at him again, and I look at death, no blood, It is estimated that it will take a few days to live a good life in order to blame others. If you are righteous, why don’t you sacrifice yourself to solve the big guy?

The busker said: "I don't want to sacrifice myself, but everyone doesn't want to sacrifice themselves, which one thinks? Do you think? Do you think? But I don't at least ignore others."
Someone said: "He is different."

Is there something different?

"He is God! To save the people is what he said. And, and he will not die!"
The busker still wants to talk, and the pity can't help anymore. He coughs and says: "Brother, brother Taiwan! This brother!"
Just licking a few swords, he opened his mouth and his voice was a little weaker than usual. The busker turned his head and thanked him with a gratitude: "Thank you! But... forget it."
If you go on, someone might hit him. Thanks for the pity that this person suffered such a serious internal injury because of his previous test, and he apologized, and said: "Thank you! Last time your chest broken the stone is good?"
The big man said: "Ah? What are you talking about! What hurts me? The broken stone in the chest is my master!"
Seeing this person still insists on losing face in such a situation, it is like vomiting blood and saying "I have no problem at all", thank you for not being able to laugh. At this moment, someone suddenly pointed to the busker yelling: "The attack! Attack!"
Thanks a little pity, the busker was also surprised, followed by others to guide the face, and surely touched a bumpy thing on his face!
When the people around him pulled out a few feet away, thanked Zhang for opening his mouth and wanted the seller to come over. But how about coming over? Come over and give him a deadly sword?
He can't say anything.
Just as he hesitated, the busker touched a few more faces and walked outside the temple. See you, thank you for saying, "Where are you going? Come back! No cure will happen!"
The busker ran up and said loudly: "I won't come back! I won't do this if I don't do it..." After a while, he ran away. The geeks who surround the Prince Temple probably know that he is already the same and has not stopped. Thanks a lot of voices, and finally I can't see him. Everyone in the audience said: "I am finished, he ran!"
"This fool! It will be happening wherever it goes. It is already late! He has been infected!"
"He... isn't it going to go down the mountain to kill?"
However, a few words before the great man were holding all the people in the temple. For a while, no one went up to mention the black sword and thanked him. The situation is so deadlocked.
I don’t know whether it’s happiness or fear or fear. What’s more, he doesn’t know what to do next. He is trying to sort out his thoughts. Suddenly he stands up and says,
Do you say anything?

It is a middle-aged man. Xie pity looked up and found that this person was very familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had seen it. Thinking about it, he listened to the man: "It doesn't matter, he robbed me before!"
"..."
It turned out to be that person! ! !
Everyone is amazed: "Robbery?"
"Is he not a prince? Is he not a god? Robbery?"
That person said: "It’s true."
"So? What do you want to say?"
That person said: "Nothing, just want to remind everyone, he robbed!" After that, he shrank back.
After this sentence, the entire temple was silent. That sentence seems to have buried a black seed in their hearts.
Robbery...
Suddenly, there was another scream in the bottom, one person said: "My legs, my legs, it seems... a bit strange!"
Again? !
Who knows, more than one person, almost at the same time, another person shouted: "I am also! My back! You can help me see my back!"
No one dared to approach the two men. The two had to pull up their trousers by themselves. One of them took off his shirt. After everyone saw their bodies, they screamed in horror.
The human face of these two people has actually been fully formed!

How come you grow so fast?!

"Have you forgotten? The time we stayed here is not short!"
"But why didn't they find out about themselves?!"
"It’s not in a conspicuous place, it’s just a little itchy, how do I know it will be!

"It's over, it's over. We shouldn't have grown too long?"
"Fast! Everyone is checking! Check your body!"
The chapel in the Prince's Hall was in turmoil. As soon as he checked, the screams came one after another. really! Many people have already seen human faces, but they are not aware of them. When they are aware, those people are already full of facial features!
The strangers outside the Prince's Hall seem to have sensed something, and they are more madly holding hands. The atmosphere in the hall was quickly spread, and the heart of the pity was mad, and almost jumped out of the chest.
He remembers that the episode of human face disease is not so fast, why is it so fast?
White has no phase, of course, it is nothing!
He slammed into the cold-eyed starter, but he didn't speak. Suddenly he bounced up, gasped a few mouthfuls, and crimsonly said: "You...you are God, you are a prince, are you actually robbing?"
Thanks for the slightest pity, I don’t know why he said this thing at this festival, saying: "I..."
The man interrupted him: "We are offering you like that, what have you done? Robbery! What have you brought? Plague!"
The plague he brought?
Thanks for your pity: "...I? Not me?! I am just..."
However, at this moment, the patience of everyone has reached the limit.
Nearly a hundred people were red with one pair of eyes, and the group was surrounded. The nearest one pulled up the black sword that was inserted obliquely on the ground. Thanks for a moment, I held my breath.
The man held the black sword in his hand and said: "You...you have to make up for it? You want to redeem it?"
The cold light of the black sword circulated, and the fear of pity reached its peak at this moment.
So many people, if everyone uses this sword to slap him, what will he become in the end?
It’s not just that he might be riddled with holes and smashed into a bolognese. He is more afraid of something else. He vaguely felt that if they were allowed to do so, he might have something in his heart and could never go back.
Thinking of this, Xie pity could not help but blurt out: "Save..."
However, this "life-saving" has not yet slammed the exit, and the cold black sword once again penetrated into his body. Thank you for your pity.
The sharp black sword stabbed in and out, and then changed one person, and the next sword penetrated almost without gaps. The sound of thanking the lock in his throat could not be sealed, and he screamed for a long time.
The screams were too stern, and the people around him were chilling. Someone closed his eyes, don't look over his face: "... Don't let him call. Let's move faster, quick fix!"
Xie Pity feels that someone has blocked his mouth, holding down his hands and feet, still confessing: "Hold down and don't let him roll down. There is nothing to be stabbed, not to stab the fatal place is not counted!"
"One line up, don't grab it! I don't want you to grab it, I will come first!"
"Where is the fatal position? How do I know if the stab is not counted?"
"In short, take care of the heart, throat, and abdomen!"
"Not sure if you have stabbed the deadly and pricked again!"
"No! You have stabbed someone else where to start?"
The hesitation and unbearableness at the beginning, the more they disappeared, the more smoothly they became, the more smoothly they became. The dark swordsman continued to pierce and pull out
Xie pity a pair of eyes to the extreme, tears rolling down, there is a voice in the bottom of my heart silently.
Help.
Help, save your life, save your life.
Help, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives, save lives! ! !
Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain... pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain It hurts, hurts, hurts! ! !
Why can't you die? Why can't you die! ! !
He wanted to use the most tragic sound, but he couldn't figure out a word in his throat, probably already cut. He is so mad that he seems to have all the pain in his life all over here, and he will never feel any pain anymore in the future. He couldn't see anything. The whole world was black. Only a group of fires burned wildly in the distance, getting brighter and stronger. However, it is in the hands of nothing, and it can’t be broken.
He couldn't hear his screams, but he heard another scream of heartbreaking, which seemed to have come from the fire. Although it was not his, the pain in that scream was exactly the same as him, as if he had sent it.
However, he can no longer stand this step and be able to awake himself. Thanks for the low voice in the throat, the consciousness is completely broken. At the same time, there was a wave of raging flames in the temple of the Prince.
"Ah, ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
Numerous high and low voices screamed at the same time. The fire broke through the industry and the flames burned. No one can escape. The wildfire burns the waves, and instantly burns hundreds of living people under the gods in the Prince's Hall into a hundred black bones!
When the fire gradually subsided and slowly gathered, the original group of little wildfires had disappeared. Instead, it was a young figure that gradually formed.
The boy squatted on the dark ground in front of the platform, and bent down deeply, holding his head in his hands, and screaming in pain.
He didn't dare to see what the man lying on the platform was like now. Because, absolutely, it is not adult.
In the temple of the Prince, the corpse is full of land. White did not smile and turned and came to the temple. The range of anger burning is far more than a prince's temple, and the eccentric strangers outside the temple are burnt to dry bodies and dregs. He did not see it, and stepped on these black charcoal corpses and walked over.
This whole forest, no, it should be said that this whole mountain is trembled and mourned!
Countless black shadows floated above the night sky, and the undead who were scared to have to escape from the habitat, were blown away by the wind. A huge cloud of black clouds over the Prince's Hall is slowly spinning, as if it were a huge magic eye.
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