"What's wrong?" Seeing Ji Yanqing staring at the corpse king on the phone with a complicated expression, the bald people all came over.
"Do you know him?" The young man was puzzled.
"It's nothing, I don't know him." Ji Yan gently threw the phone back to the person opposite.
Huang Huhu quickly put away his phone.
Xiangyang City is only a day's drive from Devil City. You can arrive in the morning before the snow comes down in the afternoon.
The competition officially starts tomorrow, and today is the last day. There are cars everywhere along the way, which gives people the illusion that they are back before the virus.
Ji Yanqing stared at the traffic outside and soon fell asleep.
When the car stopped, the sky had darkened, the temperature had dropped below ten degrees, and everyone put on heavy coats.
They arrived late, and the open space around the Devil City was filled with various modified vehicles. Looking outside the city, it looked like a huge parking lot.
The traffic flow was buzzing with people, and many people chose to live in their cars rather than spend money to live in the city.
Today is no different than in the past. Everyone born in this era has been accustomed to the exile life in the car since birth. The car is like a second home to them.
After the car parked, Huang Huhu led a group of people towards the city. They wanted to live in the city.
Devil City is very big, and more than ten or twenty nearby cities all belong to Devil City. The city they are in now is the imperial capital of Devil City.
Tall buildings covered with various mutated plants and vines, and ruins with signs of collapse everywhere. The Imperial Capital of Devil City is far less prosperous than Xiangyang City, but it is equally lively at this time of year.
A group of people walked along the concrete floor broken by grass blades.
After entering the city, you can see that there are small vendors everywhere on the roadside.
Most of the vendors are quite simple, with a large cloth spread on the floor, various supplies placed on the cloth, and the owner of the vendor sitting on the ground behind him.
They also yelled lazily, watching casually as the goods were not being taken away, while chatting with the owner of the stall next to him.
Their faces were full of excitement, and they were talking about tomorrow's game.
The stall was simple, but it sold a wide variety of goods, some of which Ji Yanqing couldn't even name.
Ji Yanqing had been numb after seeing such a scene for nearly a hundred years, but the bald group of people were full of curiosity, especially the young man who came here for the second time. If the bald man hadn't dragged him, he would have been distracted by the strange things on the ground.
"Uncle, what is that?"
"uncle……"
"That one smells so good."
The sound of young people chirping along the way.
The bald man wasn't listening at all, his attention was entirely on Huang Huhu and the others next to him.
After entering the Devil's City, Huang Huhu immediately forgot about his current situation and happily talked to his team members about the bets on the next game, which he was already optimistic about.
While Huang Huhu was thinking about assassinating Feng Yimo, he didn't forget to win a few games first. What if he made a profit?
There are people everywhere with the same gambler mentality as him. Many people don't have points to borrow and want to gamble. After all, if they miss this opportunity and want to get rich overnight, they will have to wait until next year.
As I walked, heavy white snow fell like goose feathers.
The flying snowflakes blurred the vision, and the breath exhaled by everyone was a bit more foggy.
After they followed Huang Laohu forward for more than ten minutes, the road ahead gradually became quiet. The buildings here were covered with moss and no one was clearing them away. It was also quite far away from the stadium.
Turning the corner, a relatively clean building appeared in front of everyone.
That building is a row building. One side was knocked down by some corpse king, and now only the right half is left. The only room that has been cleaned up is a single building. There is a table at the bottom of the stairs, and there is a person sitting behind the table. A man dozing off.
The man looked tired, and he must have gone crazy last night.
Huang Hu stepped forward and knocked on the table roughly.
After being woken up, the man guarding the place yawned. He didn't even bother to look at Huang Hu, and pointed directly at the price list next to him.
Twenty o'clock a day for a suite.
The price is several times cheaper than those near the center of the stadium.
This was not Huang Laohu's first time staying here, so he asked the person next to him to take the zero-hour card and hand it over.
"Just one room?" The person behind the table glanced at Ji Yanqing and the others behind them. There were now nearly seventy people in total.
Seventy people per room are a bit crowded no matter what.
"None of your business." Huang Laohu took the lead directly upstairs.
"Third floor." The person behind the desk didn't mind, put away the card, changed his position and continued to take a nap.
Huang Laohu quickly found an unlocked suite on the third floor and led a group of people in.
The house had been tidied, but only to ensure that there were no mutant plants or obvious garbage inside. The floor had not been mopped for an unknown period of time, and there was unknown dirt everywhere on the walls. There was a musty smell in the house.
Huang Huhu and his group took it for granted and each found a place to put down their backpacks.
Ji Yanqing found a place to put down his backpack near the bald people.
In addition to weapons and clothing, Huang Huhu and the others also brought food for the stove. The food in Devil City was very expensive. After putting away the things, some people consciously went to the side to set up the stove and prepare to cook dinner.
Huang Huhu called two people, explained a few words, and they left quickly.
There is also a bulletin board in the Devil City, which is for the Corpse King.
More than ten minutes later, when the sky darkened completely and the smell of rice came from the house, the two people came back.
Ji Yan looked away lightly.
"There's no news on the bulletin board yet."
Huang Huhu nodded, "We'll have a look tomorrow morning."
Seeing Ji Yan looking at him lightly, Huang Huo smiled bitterly and explained, "It's only the first day, so maybe everyone hasn't arrived yet."
Ji Yan nodded lightly.
The competition usually lasts for ten days. The first seven days are mainly used for various competitions. The final winner will be decided on the seventh day. The next three days, two days are used for the winner to rest, and the last day is for challenging Feng Yi. Don’t let the time of the strong men of the past come back.
The most interesting thing about the whole game is the last day.
A hundred years ago, the first three zombie king competitions selected four beast-shaped corpse kings and four human-shaped corpse kings. They managed the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest respectively and were the lords of the four directions.
In each subsequent competition, the final winner of the beast-shaped and human-shaped zombie kings will get a chance to challenge. As long as they win, they can replace the former and own the other's possessions.
Over the past hundred years, most of the winners have chosen to challenge the eight lords. Over time, the lords in each direction have changed more than ten times.
There are also some who are ambitious and challenge Feng Yimo to become king, but so far no one has succeeded, and there are very few who can even hurt Feng Yimo.
Very few give up the challenge.
Because the main event is later, many people who are too late to come will choose to arrive in the middle and late stages.
"Then let's go shopping on the street tomorrow?" the young man suggested impatiently.
As his words sounded, everyone in the room looked at their captain.
This time the bald man didn't stop him. He couldn't wait to say, "Okay."
Huang Huhu also nodded, "Okay."
After dinner in the dark, everyone went to bed early at night.
Thinking about the game, few people in the room were tossing and turning, but few could fall asleep. Listening to the noise, Ji Yanqing couldn't sleep for a while.
I went to bed late at night, and everyone got up late the next day. The sun had already come out when I went out after breakfast.
The young man couldn't wait and took the bald group of people to the market early.
Huang Huhu and the others followed closely behind.
After everyone left, Ji Yanqing slowly walked out.
Walking on the road casually, listening to the excited laughter of the people around him, Ji Yan regained his energy. In the past, he was busy making final confirmations about the situation on the field and had no time to hang out.
Later, just before the first game started, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually dwindled, and everyone headed towards the stadium. Ji Yanqing also followed the crowd.
The arena was built like a Colosseum, with a large arena in the middle and a ring of stands ranging from low to high.
Tickets are required to enter the venue. Except for the first five rows, the ticket price is not expensive, two points.
The God of Death also needs points to trade with Xiangyang City.
Over the past hundred years, as more and more zombies awakened, there were fewer and fewer ordinary zombies in the city, and the zombie king's feeding once became a problem.
The Corpse King does not need to eat as frequently as humans do every day, but it also needs to obtain energy through eating.
For a long time, the zombie kings attacked and devoured each other. It was not until later that the zombie kings slowly learned to eat some mutated animals and plants.
This also allowed the Corpse King and humans to gradually interact.
Ji Yanqing and Shang Chan spent a long time discussing and customizing, and finally came up with a mutually beneficial plan. The Corpse King provided some high-risk materials to humans, and humans responded with some edible mutant plants.
When the black beasts and the others left Xiangyang City more than forty years ago, there were already people in Xiangyang City specializing in planting plants that only the Corpse King could eat, and now this supply has become a daily routine.
Although most corpse kings are still unwilling to interact with humans and would rather forage for their own food than eat what humans give them, there are also corpse kings who are willing to obtain supplies in exchange for humans.
Among the corpse kings who are willing to interact with humans, humanoid corpse kings account for the majority. After all, communication between beast-shaped corpse kings and humans has always been a problem.
When Ji Yan handed over some points and entered the arena as a human being, the entire arena was already overcrowded and there was nowhere to stay even in the aisles.
That's it. The person in charge outside is still letting people in. It seems that they are not ready to give up earning these points until it is so crowded that no one can be squeezed in.
Ji Yanqing felt the breathless crowding and was hesitating whether to leave. He was already tired of watching the game when a vague shout came from ahead.
"Brother Ji!"
Ji Yan looked over after hearing the sound. He saw a young man in the third row in front, jumping and shouting at the top of his lungs. However, there were too many people around and the sound could not be transmitted at all.
"I borrowed it." Ji Yan stepped forward lightly.
A few minutes later, Ji Yan squeezed his way to the front of the crowd.
The five rows in front of the arena are VIP seats, one per person and with an excellent viewing angle.
"Brother Ji, sit here." The young man pointed to the specially reserved seat next to him and said, "Hey, I'm treating you."
The bald man rolled his eyes angrily, looking at the young man as if he were an idiot.
The other people in his team next to him smiled with cunning looks on their faces, it was obvious that they had encouraged the young man.
Front row seats are not cheap.
"Thank you." Ji Yan sat down gently.
"It's started, Feng Yimo is coming out..." Someone shouted.
There was a moment of silence in the lively arena. Everyone looked up to the high platform on the right. Feng Yimo usually did not leave the Devil City and only showed up during competitions every year.
Ji Yanqing instinctively lowered his head to avoid it.
The thought of him now joining the assassination squad made him feel guilty.
&.
On the high platform, Shang Chan, who was in a hurry because Ji Yanqing suddenly went out, jogged to the high platform and said, "King."
Feng Yimo, who was about to sit down, looked over.
"We just got some news." Shang Chan hesitated. It was obviously not the place to talk on a high platform.
In addition to Feng Yimo, there were five referees and eight lords on the high platform. The stools were lined up and everyone had smiles on their faces.
Feng Yimo headed towards the rear passage.
Entering the deserted passage, Feng Yimo looked quietly.
"We just received news that one of the corpse kings competing this time wants to assassinate you." Shang Chan lowered his voice.
Feng Yimo said casually, "Oh."
Shang Chan choked. He immediately wanted to say a few words, but then he changed his words and said, "The commotion was quite loud. It seems that there are humans involved."
"Did Ji Yanqing find it?" Feng Yimo didn't care.
"No, the Corpse King we sent out to chase him lost him. The Corpse King who finally came back with news said that he had entered Xiangyang City."
Feng Yimo's eyelashes trembled slightly. Ji Yanqing had not been to Xiangyang City for a long time.
He knew that Ji Yanqing had always cared about Xiangyang City, but he didn't dare to set foot there because there were too many memories of him there, and every time he set foot there was like a delay to him.
"No need to look for it." Feng Yimo said.
Shang Chan was surprised, "But..."
"It's okay to let him stay there for a while." Feng Yimo lowered his eyes, "Stay until he wants to come back."
He is not a human being, and he cannot understand many human things, but he can imagine the feeling of important people passing away one by one in front of his eyes.
Every time he thought that Ji Yanqing might leave before him, it felt like a knife was cutting into his heart.
The entire city, Ji Yanqing's former friends, were all sent away one by one by Ji Yanqing.
Feng Yimo sometimes even wondered if Ji Yanqing had ever regretted his choice to stay.
If he had not made this choice, then he could have left with Lan Zi and the others without having to bear all this.
"king?"
Feng Yimo raised his eyes with confusion.
Shang Chan, who had been talking for a long time, was speechless.
Feng Yimo has always been like this. Shang Chan quickly calmed down and suddenly began to miss Ji Yanqing.
After Ji Yanqing came to Devil City, Ji Yanqing handled everything, and they had become accustomed to it after so many years.
"I'm going to check first to see if this is the case. If so, I'll report back." Shang Chan said.
Feng Yimo nodded.
Shang Chan left quickly.
Feng Yimo looked back at the arena where the heat waves of laughter and laughter hit him. Instead of heading towards the platform, he turned around and headed towards the depths of the passage.
"Where is Feng Yimo?" The young man stretched his neck and looked around, but he forgot that he hadn't seen anyone on the platform for a long time.
"That middle seat?"
"Isn't that place empty?"
"I was here just now, and I'm leaving now."
"Why is this..." The young man sat down disappointedly.
"Why are you nervous? There are plenty of opportunities to see you later." The bald head didn't care that the young man had been cheated out of his ticket money. His eyes were shining brightly as he looked at the arena.
The young man thought about it and thought so. He stopped being disappointed and focused on the competition ahead.
In this moment, the two zombie kings of the competition have arrived on the field.
The first game featured two beast-shaped corpse kings, one of which was in the shape of a dog, and the other was a member of the opposite sex with more than ten legs. Both corpse kings had evolved four times and were huge in size.
The host has already introduced the two parties in the arena and canvassed votes for both parties.
At the same time, in the crowded spectator stands around the stadium, countless people with small boxes hanging around their necks began to walk around the crowd and shouted, "It's time to place your bets. Don't wait until it's too late..."
The crowd was in commotion, and countless people were ready to move.
"Who will buy who?" The young man who participated in it for the first time was so excited that his cheeks turned red and he looked left and right.
A group of bald and experienced people each took out a handful of temporary point cards and stood up one after another and handed them to the people behind who collected the point cards.
"I'll buy number one."
"Number two, three hundred points."
"No. 1..."
Listening to the different reports around him, the young man was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He turned his head left and right and looked at Ji Yanqing. Among all the people, only Ji Yanqing remained unmoved.
"Brother Ji?"
Ji Yanqing glanced at the faces of the two old acquaintances in front of him and said calmly: "No. 2."
There is no requirement to participate in the Corpse King War for the second time. In addition, the Corpse King has a long lifespan, so many Corpse Kings who have been defeated before will challenge for a second time. The two in the field are already old acquaintances in Ji Yanqing's eyes.
He has more or less guessed who will win and who will lose.
"Don't you want to buy it?" the boy asked in a loud voice.
Ji Yanqing looked at the young man's face, which was red with excitement, took out the temporary card from his pocket and handed it over.
The young man was stunned for a moment, "All of them?"
Ji Yanqing had a total of more than 700 points in cards, which was given to him by the bald man.
"Yeah." Ji Yan said lightly. Pointing cards was of no use to him, so winning or losing didn't matter.
The young man took the card, cruelly took out the fifty-point temporary card from his pocket, and handed it to the back together, "No. 2..."
The commotion lasted for a long time and gradually stopped five or six minutes into the game.
After taking their seats again, everyone's attention was focused on the field.
The two zombie kings on the field had already tested each other and officially started fighting. As the attacks became more and more swift and fierce, there were louder and louder screams from the audience around the field.
Listening to the excited shouting, Ji Yanqing suddenly felt like he was dreaming.
It was too unreal for him to yell as much as he wanted. He seemed to still be stuck in the past where he had to be careful every step he took, for fear that there would be zombies escaping from the corner.
"Do you think someone will challenge Feng Yimo this year?" The young man shouted along while talking to Baldhead and the others.
"It's hard to say. Challenging those lords is much more cost-effective than challenging him, and it's also easier to fight."
"Even if you challenge, you can't win." Someone next to him interrupted.
"Of course, that's Feng Yimo."
"that is."
Invincible in every battle, he conquered all the zombie kings and built the Devil City that he is today. The former God of Death, Feng Yimo has quite a few supporters even among humans.
"I heard that there is a human beside Feng Yimo. He has been with Feng Yimo for many years. Wherever Feng Yimo is, he is." The young man thought of something, "I heard that that person may be our Xiangyang The founder of the city.”
The bald head looked over, "Who did you listen to?"
"That's what they all say."
"Nonsense." Baldhead said.
"Really, I heard that he didn't die at the beginning, but followed Feng Yimo to Devil City. Otherwise, how could Devil City always abide by the covenant? He must have been dealing with those corpse kings in Devil City to protect us."
"You spend all day thinking about this." Baldhead said.
"Why are you just thinking about it? Otherwise, why don't you tell me why the God of Death still abides by the original covenant? It's been a hundred years, and I wonder why he is still alive..."
…
Ji Yan listened to the conversation between the two and looked towards the platform again.
No one was sitting in the middle seat, and Feng Yi was always there.
For a moment, Ji Yanqing suddenly wanted to see Feng Yimo.
That kind of impatient feeling made him want to grow wings and fly directly to the high platform. He wanted to enter the passage behind the high platform that he had walked back and forth countless times. He wanted to find Feng Yimo and tell him that he missed him.
Ji Yanqing was distracted when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw two familiar figures in the auditorium opposite.
Fourteen/five years old, black coat.
The person walking in front ignored the other person who was similar to him in the back and quickly walked out of the arena.
Behind him, a man of similar age held a long knife in his hand. He seemed to be saying something, but the former simply ignored him.
Ji Yanqing's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he was about to stand up immediately. Before he could make a move, a group of people around him cheered and shouted.
His attention was drawn back to the playing field. One of the zombie kings was pinned to the ground by the other. If it couldn't get up, the game would be lost.
Among the bald group of people, those who had been defeated by the corpse king stood up in excitement, slapping their thighs and shouting at the top of their lungs, as if they were eager to go up and help.
When Ji Yanqing looked at the audience seat opposite, the two people just now were gone, leaving only the crowd shouting excitedly.
The game lasted half an hour.
Half an hour later, the winner of the game was decided, and the people in the audience immediately divided into two groups. One group was smiling happily, while the other group was beating their chests and regretting it.
At the end of the game, the staff quickly came in to clear the field.
There are three games left today, and you need to buy new tickets if you want to come in.
Ji Yanqing followed the crowd and left the auditorium.
Most of the people in the bald team had lost their bets, and they were all gnashing their teeth with hatred and wanting to buy tickets immediately before entering the venue.
The boy followed the winners and ran to redeem them. After a while, he came back with a bunch of temporary point cards.
Seeing the large number of point cards, he learned that Ji Yan had lightly pressed seven hundred. The eyes of the bald group of people looked at him with red eyes. Ji Yanqing now had more than two thousand points.
Ji Yanqing put away his cards, ignored the group of gamblers, and left first.
He left the arena where the crowd gathered with familiarity, found a building near the arena, and entered it.
This place was specially provided by the God of Death for the official people of Xiangyang City to live. Ever since Lan Zi and the others left, he had not come in even once for more than 40 years.
When he came in again, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the almost unchanged layout around him. At that moment, he had the urge to turn around and run away.
"Uncle?" Bai Xiaoye's voice came.
Bai Xiaoye is already quite old, but there is a bit of childlike joy in her voice every time she sees him. Ji Yanqing always reminds her of things from her childhood.
She was very naughty when she was a child, and no one could control her except her grandfather Baek Haoxuan. Even her parents would shake their heads when they saw her, showing that she was hopeless.
Who would have thought that decades later, she would actually become the lord of Xiangyang City?
Bai Xiaoye took Ji Yanqing into one of the empty rooms.
"How many people did you bring?" Ji Yan asked lightly.
"Five combat teams..." Bai Xiaoye quickly described the situation.
Xiangyang City followed the original team model, and even the team names of each team were not changed.
Ji Yanqing quickly recounted the situation there, made brief arrangements with Bai Xiaoye, and then left.
He did not go to the stadium again, but returned to the house they rented. When he returned, the house was empty, and he took this opportunity to catch up on some sleep.
The snow fell in the evening, and Huang Huhu and Baldhead came back after the last game.
A group of nearly seventy people win and lose. Those who win are naturally happy, while those who lose are inevitably sad.
After dinner, Huang Huhu asked the team members to look at the bulletin board in Devil City.
When they came back again, the two men brought back news.
"Outside the city in the east, ten o'clock at night."
Everyone went to bed early.
At around nine o'clock in the night, figuring that it was almost time, Huang Laohu selected a dozen people from the team and took Ji Yanqing and Bald Head out.
It was snowing and windy at night, and there was almost no one on the road.
They returned to the car parked outside the city first.
Huang Laohu was already prepared. There were costumes and masks for cross-dressing in the car.
Ji Yanqing changed his clothes. Thinking about Xia Chenshu, he got a wig and put on a hat. After doing this, he chose a cat mask and put it on.
Get ready, Huang Huhu leads the way, and they head towards the agreed place.
When they reached the east, there were already many figures in the heavy snow.
After getting closer, Ji Yan looked at it lightly.
There were a total of about ten teams, each with no more than twenty people. Everyone wore masks and black coats that were difficult to identify. Everyone stood on one side and ignored each other.
After Ji Yanqing and the others arrived, several more teams arrived one after another, including Xia Chenshu, Ji An, and Ji Le's teams.
Xia Chenshu still wore his fox mask. Because he didn't speak, he was completely indistinguishable from other people. If he hadn't already known that the person under the mask was him, Ji Yanqing wouldn't have been able to tell him apart.
Ji An and Ji Le were easy to tell apart. They both wore masks and coats, but after all, they were younger and shorter in stature.
The two seemed to still be quarreling. Ji Le, who was holding a long knife, approached Ji An several times, but Ji An turned away without hesitation.
After a few times, Ji Le stopped approaching and stood alone silently.
After confirming that it was Ji An and Ji Le, Ji Yan breathed a sigh of relief but also had a headache.
When Ji An is angry, he must be angry. It's not easy to coax him away.
&.
Ji An and Ji Le were busy arguing. After Xia Chenshu noticed that they were slightly shorter than others and the long knife in Ji Le's hand, Xia Chenshu quickly made a guess, which made him look at the two of them frequently. go.
Ji Yanqing did not stare directly at the three of them, but after looking at them for a moment, he focused his attention on the others. He wanted to remember who they were and make sure that no one was missed when closing the net.
There were more people than he expected, so it was no wonder that they dared to be so arrogant as to attack the official Xiangyang City team.
Thinking of this, Ji Yan's face turned cold and he decided to seek death for Xiang Yangcheng.
Half an hour later, a huge black figure appeared in the wind and snow, and everyone, who was freezing, looked in that direction.
The black shadow gradually gets closer, from blur to clear.
After the fourth evolution, the black beast's face looks more majestic and fierce, especially when it is expressionless, its mere existence is terrifying.
The black beast sat down in front of the crowd, and everyone approached it consciously.
"Where are the things?" It was Kang Xiaodong who spoke.
"Here." The bear-masked man stepped forward and took out the nameplate from his arms. He hesitated when he handed the thing over, "We agreed..."
"It's indispensable for you." Kang Xiaodong took the nameplate away expressionlessly.
"Only the Corpse King of Death can understand this thing..." the bear mask man said.
"You don't need to worry about this, we will naturally have a solution." Kang Xiaodong said.
Seeing Kang Xiaodong's tough attitude, the bear-masked man couldn't say anything more and backed away hesitantly.
Kang Xiaodong and the others were corpse kings, and humans had no advantage against the corpse kings.
Behind the crowd, Ji Yanqing, who didn't expect Kang Xiaodong to be involved, suppressed the twitching of the corners of his mouth and asked in a low voice: "Is everyone here?"
Kang Xiaodong looked at Ji Yanqing coldly, and so did everyone else.
The moment he saw Ji Yanqing clearly, Kang Xiaodong was stunned. He had a vague feeling of familiarity, but he quickly rejected it. He didn't know any humans, and the humans he knew were long gone.
At that moment he seemed to hear someone calling him captain.
Kang Xiaodong said: "There are still a few teams that will arrive a few days later, and they will bring the medicine we want."
Ji Yan was slightly disappointed.
Xia Chenshu's eyes wandered around Ji Yanqing's body several times in confusion, and finally turned away because of Ji Yanqing's shoulder-length hair. He lowered his voice and asked, "What are you going to do specifically?"
Kang Xiaodong looked at him, "Let's find a way to win the game first. Then we will choose to challenge Feng Yimo."
After a pause, he added, "When the time comes, you will find a way to poison him. He will definitely be present in the finals. We will tell you the path he will take, and humans will definitely not be wary."
"Poison?"
"us?"
"I never mentioned this before."
"How do we poison it?"
There was a commotion in the crowd, and none of them had ever heard of helping to poison someone.
Feng Yimo is not only the king of corpses, but also the king of corpse kings. If they are discovered, they will be dead.
"What poison?" Ji Yanqing spoke again.
Kang Xiaodong said: "The poison is colorless and odorless. It will attack in ten minutes. The poison is not fatal. After the attack, it will only make him slow to react and turn left and right."
As he spoke, Kang Xiaodong looked at the others and said, "Don't worry."
"If you want to go, you can do it yourself, we won't do it."
"Give us what you promised first. Don't you want to default on the debt?"
"If you want to do this, then we quit, we still want to survive."
No one paid the bill. Regardless of whether the poison was fatal or not, once they were discovered poisoning, they would probably be killed before they could even explain.
Seeing the crowd falling into commotion, Ji Yanqing frowned and said, "I'll go."
The noisy crowd fell silent instantly, and everyone, including Kang Xiaodong and the others, looked at Ji Yanqing.
Ji Yan glanced lightly at the group of people, "Now that things have come to this, aren't you ready to back down now? Stealing the nameplate of the Corpse King is also a serious crime. Once it is known, the God of Death will never let it go."
"That's not us..." Someone in the crowd glanced at the bear mask man.
"Is there any difference?" Ji Yan looked at it lightly, "Do you think those corpse kings will listen to your excuses?"
No one spoke, and there was only the sound of wind and snow in the darkness.
"No one can escape after this thief is on board." Ji Yan said softly, "We're here anyway, why not take a gamble?"
There was silence in the darkness.
Xia Chenshu, who was originally prepared to recommend himself, raised his eyebrows lightly. He was still a little skeptical at first, but now he is completely relaxed.
Ji Yanqing couldn't be here, let alone take the initiative to take over the task of poisoning Feng Yimo.
Ji Yanqing looked at Kang Xiaodong, "Are you sure that medicine will work?"
"certainly."
"When will the teams with the medicine arrive?"
"Five days later."
Ji Yan nodded slightly and looked at the other humans, "I can go and poison, but all of you must be present. If something happens, you must save me as soon as possible. I can't bear the risk alone. The benefits will be shared equally by everyone."
After finishing his words, Ji Yan sneered lightly, "If you don't come, you won't get any more benefits, and I promise I will confess you all before I die."
Listening to Ji Yanqing's aggressive words, a group of people in the wind and snow looked at each other, but no one chose to leave.
They originally chose the faceless ghost who can even kill people for profit. They have already snatched the nameplate, and now someone is willing to be the leader. Of course they will not leave at this time.
Ji Yanqing nodded with satisfaction. He looked at Kang Xiaodong and the black beast, "Is it settled then?"
Kang Xiaodong's eyes were cold, "When everyone arrives, I will post a message on the bulletin board to inform you."
After the words fell, Kang Xiaodong and the black beast looked at each other, and the two walked towards the wind and snow.
After watching them leave, the remaining humans looked at each other and left quickly without saying hello.
Huang Laohu did not choose the way back to the city, but took a long detour outside the city. As he walked, he frequently looked back at Ji Yanqing.
He felt more and more that Ji Yanqing was out of his mind. Before, Ji Yanqing suddenly broke into the bar and beat them up, saying that he would give them half of the benefits. He only thought that Ji Yanqing was greedy for money.
Now he felt that Ji Yanqing might just be looking for excitement, otherwise who in his right mind would poison Feng Yimo?
"Are you really ready..." Huang Huhu hesitated.
"We're here, are you willing to give up like this?" Ji Yanqing said as he calmly turned off the walkie-talkie in his pocket.
He has contacted Bai Xiaoye, who is now hiding in a nearby building with his people. They were originally planning to catch them all tonight, but now it seems that they will have to delay for a few more days.
Huang Huhu thought about it, his face was filled with confusion.
Although he didn't grab the nameplate, he helped. If they gave up now, it would mean that they had been working in vain for more than a month.
What did they do for more than a month without making money?
Ji Yan glanced at Huang Huqing and took the lead towards the city.
If Huang Huhu gives up at this time, he may let him go if he is soft-hearted, but a person like Huang Huhu will definitely not let the duck fly away. He is destined to suffer this disaster.
In the heavy snow, after everyone left, Shang Chan took off the temporary mask on his face.
After experiencing the initial surprise and disbelief, his face was now full of anger and complexity.
"Kang Xiaodong and the others..." Shang Chan clenched his hands into fists. He never expected that the people who wanted to attack Feng Yimo would be Kang Xiaodong and the black beast.
Kang Xiaodong and Black Beast chose to leave after the original group of people in Xiangyang City were gone. They had been in Devil City for at least forty years. Over the past decades, they had worked together and already knew each other well and were friends.
The moment he saw the black beast and Kang Xiaodong, he originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill them all, but he even forgot to do it.
Shang Chan was angry and complicated, and looked at Feng Yimo, who had been silent beside him.
Feng Yimo raised his long and well-proportioned hands and slowly took off the mask on his face.
In the heavy flying snow, he looked straight in the direction Ji Yanqing left, his face turned pale.
Others may not have recognized it, but he recognized at a glance that the person who just asked Ying to poison him was Ji Yanqing.
Ji Yanqing wants to poison him...
Ji Yanqing wanted to kill him?
Why?
Feng Yimo felt soreness in his throat.
Because Ji Yanqing regretted it?
Feng Yimo couldn't describe the feeling in his heart for a moment. It felt as if ice and snow had blown into his heart, and the flying snow feathers turned into sharp blades.
"king……"
Feng Yimo turned around and walked towards the city.
"Then they..." Shang Chan caught up.
"Do not care."
A voice as cold as ice and snow came.
Shang Chan was stunned for a moment, "Don't care? But..."
If they don't care, won't the Black Beast and the others succeed?
Feng Yimo remained silent and walked slowly forward.
Xia Chenshu, Black Beast, Kang Xiaodong, and even Ji An and Ji Le, Ji Yanqing called all the corpse kings he could and even prepared poison, just to kill him.
Ji Yanqing actually didn't need to go to such trouble. If he wanted to kill him, he could tell him directly and he would definitely not avoid it or fight back.
"You..." Shang Chan noticed something strange about Feng Yimo.
After getting along for a long time, he gradually understood Feng Yimo's character.
Walked through half the city and returned home.
When going upstairs, Feng Yi didn't slow down.
They lived in a villa in the city. The place was chosen lightly by Ji Yan. It was not far from where the God of Death had his office, and they could see the corpse king's battle arena far away.
After moving here, Ji Yanqing took them to clean the entire house from the inside out, and then they decorated it bit by bit until it became like a home.
A few days ago, Ji Yanqing, Ji An, and Ji Le suddenly disappeared. He wanted to look for them at that time, but it was Shang Chan and others who said Ji An and Ji Le had a fight that Ji Yanqing went to find someone, so he gave up.
He didn't expect that Ji Yanqing wanted to kill him, so he took Ji An and Ji Le and left secretly.
Going upstairs, Feng Yimo pushed open the room where he and Ji Yanqing were staying.
The room is large, with off-white drapey curtains, a double bed of the same color, and soft carpets. The whole room is warm and soft.
When Ji An and Ji Le grew up, Ji Yanqing no longer slept with them, but lived with him, which made him happy for a long time.
After entering the door, Feng Yimo lay face down on the bed.
Smelling Ji Yanqing's breath on the sheets and thinking about what happened over the years, his heart became more and more sour.
He shouldn't have let Ji Yanqing stay in the first place. Ji Yanqing was happy that he could stay, but Ji Yanqing had to face so many things. Ji Yanqing must have been sad.
After lying down for a while, Feng Yimo turned over and began to think about a serious question. In what position should he fall when Ji Yan lightly killed him?