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#211 - Ecstasy

"Hey, hey, hey! You there, don't embarrass our Star Demon Sea!"

"We in the Star Demon Sea kill people with skill. Why are you acting like those bald donkeys from the Immeasurable Bright King Sect?!"

"Even those bald donkeys aren't as indiscriminate as you!"

Mi Qianmeng could see clearly that this guy was killing everyone standing.

Even those who were unconscious on the ground were woken up just to be killed.

It was as if no one could escape his reaping.

The only strange thing was that he always liked to ask for the other person's name before killing them.

The young man also hurriedly said:

"That's right, brother, we should just kill a few key people, grab the money, and leave."

"There's no need to keep killing like this. It feels like you want to kill everyone!"

Before the two could react, Liang Jin's movements not only didn't slow down, but actually sped up.

His path was clearly visible from above.

Because he always left a trail of corpses and blood behind him.

The warm blood bubbled as it snaked across the ground.

And the bodies under the Youlong Sword were rarely intact.

This excessively bloody scene even caused both of them to feel physically and psychologically uncomfortable.

The two of them couldn't help but turn their heads away, unwilling to watch any longer.

"Who was this guy taught by?"

"How can he be so driven, so brutal?"

"How come we never noticed such a person among the disciples of the Star Demon Sea before?"

Mi Qianmeng frowned and said.

This person is simply insane and inhumane!

The young man also gritted his teeth, enduring the nausea:

"This is probably a pervert!"

"A murderous maniac!"

"No normal person would be like him."

"If it were me, I'd at most use poison gas to kill everyone. Why would I chop them up like this?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking.

A voice sounded in his ear:

"Brother, what you said makes sense!"

"Can you give me two of those poison gas bombs to play with?"

The young man was startled.

He turned his head and saw Liang Jin standing beside him at some point.

At this moment, Liang Jin's clothes were completely soaked and stained with blood, but his black and white mask was spotless, with a strange smile on his face.

The young man subconsciously swallowed.

His gaze fell on the long sword in Liang Jin's hand.

The long sword was as clear and dazzling as a pool of water, dripping with blood, as if no blood could adhere to the blade, all of it sliding down the tip.

The young man's gaze then shifted to behind Liang Jin.

He saw the entire hall littered with wreckage, at least two hundred corpses lying on the ground.

The strong, pungent smell of blood on Liang Jin made the young man want to vomit.

"Take as much as you can."

The young man nodded subconsciously.

Liang Jin patted him on the shoulder and then turned to leave.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief:

"Luckily, this guy is one of us."

"Otherwise… I'm afraid my legs would be shaking right now."

Mi Qianmeng looked at the young man with disdain:

"You were so boastful before, but it turns out you're such a coward."

The next second.

A voice sounded in her ear:

"Speaking of which, girl, do you have anything similar?"

Mi Qianmeng was also instantly startled.

She turned her head and found that Liang Jin had actually come to her side.

"I… I… I don't have any!"

Mi Qianmeng said angrily, her voice trembling.

Liang Jin left in disappointment.

Then he turned and went to a high place, looking around.

It was unclear what he was looking at.

Could it be that he was checking if there were any survivors?

Mi Qianmeng gradually recovered from her panic.

Who could she blame? Of course, she blamed Liang Jin for being too scary!

He walked so silently that she didn't know when he had approached.

This made the young man chuckle.

Mi Qianmeng immediately scolded him:

"Stop dawdling and get to work, collect all the money."

The young man said "Oh!" and immediately prepared to get to work.

But he had only taken two steps when he turned back to look at Mi Qianmeng:

"Just me working?"

"What are you doing?"

Mi Qianmeng replied:

"You're a big man, always relying on a little girl like me. Is that appropriate?"

"Look at that guy over there, working hard and not even taking a share of the money."

"As for me, I'm hungry, so naturally I'll go eat something first."

Saying that, she frowned and glanced around:

"It's too disgusting to eat here, I have to go outside to eat."

As Mi Qianmeng spoke, she prepared to go out for some fresh air.

But at this moment.

Liang Jin said:

"Don't go out, someone's coming."

In the vision of his Fiery Eyes, he could clearly see the situation outside this slave market.

He saw a group of people rushing towards this place.

This group of people seemed to be divided into three forces.

One of the forces was wearing uniform white robes, the same as the white-robed man in the fifth realm that Liang Jin killed last night.

Liang Jin already knew that these white-robed people were disciples of the Great Snow Mountain Sect.

The other group had clothing that was basically the same as that of the local people of Flowing Sand City, so they should be the local overlords.

The last group was a group of monks. Liang Jin was already familiar with them, they were the people of the Immeasurable Bright King Sect.

These three forces gathered together and quickly approached the slave market.

It seemed that the commotion here had alerted them.

Liang Jin said this, but he didn't leave.

If anyone wanted to stand up for these slave owners, then in Liang Jin's eyes, they would also be evil people.

Among these people, there were only three fifth-rank martial artists.

Apart from that, they were just a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Since these people were sending themselves to their deaths, Liang Jin wouldn't mind taking their heads.

Liang Jin's composure instead relaxed Mi Qianmeng and the young man.

The young man immediately said:

"I see, who's coming?"

As he said that, he opened the door and walked out.

But he had only taken one step when he was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank back and closed the door tightly.

Judging from his appearance, he was obviously very frightened.

Mi Qianmeng said suspiciously:

"Who is it? Is it that scary?"

As she said that, she came to the window, pushed it open, and looked outside.

At this sight, she was also startled and hurriedly shrank back:

"This… this… this is the end!"

"The Ice Palace Mistress of the Great Snow Mountain Sect, Lv Yingrong, the Dharma Protector Venerable Sudhi of the Immeasurable Bright King Sect, and the Great General Ailijiang of the Flowing Sand City Lord's Mansion!"

"So many experts have actually come!"

"And… they brought so many people!"

"Quick, let's quickly find a place to escape!"

Mi Qianmeng and the young man were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

The two hurriedly headed towards the back room, trying to retreat from the back door.

Liang Jin pulled up a chair and sat down on the high platform.

His Fiery Eyes had already clearly seen that this place had been completely surrounded by these three groups of people.

With Mi Qianmeng and the young man's lightness skills, it was impossible for them to escape.

As expected.

Soon, the two ran back and exclaimed:

"It's over, it's over!"

"We're surrounded, we're really finished this time!"

The two were pacing around anxiously at this moment, they were really in a desperate situation.

It was useless to reveal their identities at this time.

The three major sects of the Western Desert have always been at odds, especially since the Star Demon Sea had just had a conflict with the Great Snow Mountain Sect during the day today.

If they revealed their identities as disciples of the Star Demon Sea at this time, they would only die faster.

Mi Qianmeng finally saw Liang Jin on the chair at this moment, she said in surprise:

"Hey, you there, aren't you worried at all?"

"Quickly think of a way!"

Liang Jin was still sitting in the chair and didn't move. He said indifferently:

"What can be done at this time? Only battle."

"While there's still time, you might as well set up your smoke bombs, poisons, traps, and so on, maybe they can still be of some use."

Liang Jin's words also calmed the two down.

That's right.

Now that they were surrounded, they could only fight to the end and hold on until the higher-ups of the Star Demon Sea came to their rescue.

Immediately, the young man gritted his teeth and said:

"This brother is right!"

"Aren't we here tonight to complete a mission for the sect? Now is the time to make a contribution."

"Kill one to break even, kill two—"

Before he could finish speaking, Mi Qianmeng hit him hard on the head.

Mi Qianmeng said unhappily:

"Hurry up and get to work! Don't waste time!"

The young man rubbed his head and could only start setting things up quickly.

This time, he took out all the tools he had on him.

He used the terrain and corpses to set up traps and mechanisms, with tricky and vicious angles.

Mi Qianmeng wasn't idle either.

She didn't know where she found an arm-thick writing brush, and then she used the brush to dip into the blood all over the ground and started painting everywhere.

Especially on the large stone wall behind Liang Jin on the high platform, she painted a series of strange and twisted symbols.

Liang Jin couldn't understand what these symbols, lines, and patterns meant. At first glance, he only felt that they were messy and irregular.

Seeing this, Mi Qianmeng reminded Liang Jin and the young man:

"After I finish painting, you two must not look."

"Remember to turn your backs to it, never face it."

"This is a Soul-Bewitching Picture. Once you look at it for too long, it will affect your mind."

"Even if you don't look at it directly, but unconsciously glance at it out of the corner of your eye, it will still have an effect."