Rebirth of the Flying Era

After Ding Sitian gained the ability, her physical fitness also improved slightly, her eyesight was stronger than ordinary people, and she could see more clearly.

It is definitely not a coincidence, but kindness can really dodge bullets.

At this time, Compassion moved forward, and lightning struck out a pestle, hitting the bald man on the chest.

With a "boom", the man flew backwards, his sternum was obviously sunken, and he died before he landed and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It is said that this mercenary could see through Xiao Huang's illusion, although the effect was compromised because Xiao Huang used the illusion on a large scale at one time.

But it still cannot be denied that this mercenary is the best among the best.

It's a pity that when you meet loving kindness, it's like in front of one million, there is almost no difference between thirty and fifty.

Ci Xin kept moving, and after beating away the bald mercenary, he waved the Demon-Conquering Pestle left and right.

Two more screams.

At this time, the Slater mercenary group had lost twenty people, and there were still sixteen people left.

Finally reacting, they fired one after another while screaming.

However, Ci Xin is like a ghost, dressed in a white dress, wandering around, but she can't hit her at all!

Wherever she passed, the demon-conquering pestle stained with blood was like a death scythe. Every time she swung it, it would take away a life.

In the blink of an eye, four more people fell to the ground.

Ci Xin was so gentle that even the white dress on her body was not stained with much blood.

The strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all. When faced with Ci Xin, those mercenaries are nothing more than a worm shaking a tree.

But at this moment, Ci Xin's eyes suddenly focused, and Du Fei's reminder rang in his mind: "Hide quickly!"

There is no idiot to shout ‘be careful’.

Shouting caution at this time has no use other than making people stunned.

Telling her to hide quickly makes it clear that the danger is there. She can hide in any direction, as long as she doesn't stay where she is.

Du Fei looked through the crow's vision and noticed a person coming out of the hut next to him.

Without a trace of hesitation, Ci Xin quickly turned sideways and lowered her body suddenly, like a sprinter taking off and rushing forward two steps very quickly.

She took these two steps, one step was four meters, and in the eyes of others, she disappeared in a flash.

Almost at the same time, continuous and intensive gunshots rang out.

A middle-aged white man with a scar on his face was holding an AK47, spitting out tongues of fire crazily, and fired at the position where Mercy was just now, with jingling sounds and bullets flying everywhere.

Unfortunately Ci Xin got out of the way one step ahead and all of his hits were in the empty space.

As for Ding Sitian, she was not stupid enough to follow Ci Xin.

Moreover, she could not keep up with the speed of loving kindness when it was deployed.

A full magazine with thirty rounds of bullets was empty in the blink of an eye.

Ci Xin, who had just rushed to the edge of the factory, appeared in front of the man again like a ghost.

The two were less than two meters apart, looking at each other with compassionate eyes and cold eyes. The man's eyes were filled with anger, and he quickly put on a new magazine in his hand.

Needless to say, this man moved very quickly without any sloppiness.

As if the AK47 was part of his body, the empty magazine fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

At the same time as this sound was heard, a magazine full of bullets was inserted.

Pull the bolt, raise the gun again...

However, he didn't get the chance to pull the trigger again.

With a "click" sound, the demon-subduing pestle in Ci Xin's hand swept across the crook of the man's leg.

The tyrannical power, coupled with the weight of the magic pestle itself, without any suspense, broke bones and tendons.

The man immediately screamed and fell to the ground.

The reason why he didn't hit the vital point directly was because this person was the person named Mo Sen in the photo. Du Fei said he wanted to stay alive.

Unexpectedly, Mo Sen was a tough guy, his leg was broken, and when he fell to the ground, he didn't let go of his gun.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, he leaned back and raised his gun to shoot again.

However, to his surprise, he aimed in the direction of compassion and failed to find the target before pulling the trigger.

Mo Sen was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils contracted.

The premonition of danger that he had developed on the battlefield made him feel cold all over, and he exerted all his strength on his waist and abdomen, trying to roll over again.

Normally, with his physical fitness, it would not be difficult to complete this action.

But now, one of his legs had just been broken, and the severe pain was still stimulating his nerves, so he couldn't help but slow down for a moment.

But it was a "sudden" sound, and there was an evil wind in the ear.

Before Mo Sen could see clearly, the compassionate pestle had already hit his right arm holding the gun.

There was a click, and the arm and his shoulder were all bloody.

Mo Sen's body was hit hard against the wall next to him with great force.

Although Du Fei said he wanted to survive, Ci Xin showed no mercy at all.

As long as you have a breath and can talk, don't worry about your arms and legs.

Mawson hit the wall and fainted.

There were eleven mercenaries left. They hadn't reacted just now. Until now, they didn't know whether Mo Sen was alive or dead.

A string that had been stretched to its limit suddenly broke.

A short but rather strong black man said "Oh my God!" and when he saw the corpses on the ground, he collapsed instantly, turned around and ran away.

There is only one thought in his mind right now, which is to leave this place, this hell on earth, as far away as possible.

With the first, there is the second...

The army was defeated like a mountain, and the remaining eleven people ran away like crazy.

However, what shocked them was.

Under the not-so-bright light of this abandoned factory, no matter which direction they ran away.

A "squeak" sound would be heard in their ears, and then Ci Xin would appear in front of them holding the demon-conquering pestle.

Although these people are fierce and kill without batting an eyelid, they can no longer be fierce at this time.

Seeing the illusion created by Xiao Huang, his brain didn't have time to think carefully, so he immediately turned around and ran back.

But suddenly I discovered that there was a compassionate heart behind it.

When he turned around again, the compassion behind him was still there, and in everyone's eyes there were two identical women in white dresses!

At the next moment, I still didn’t understand what was going on.

A dark demon-conquering pestle was already coming towards him.

Bang, a headshot...

Two minutes later, the factory fell silent.

Under the dim light, only Cixin and Ding Sitian were still standing.

At this time, Ding Sitian's face turned pale, and her lips were trembling with fear.

Even though she has fused some memory fragments of Princess Augu, her mind and will are better than ordinary people.

Facing the scene at this moment, I still couldn't bear it, my hands and feet were cold, and I was retching.

Ci Xin still had an expressionless expression on her face. She picked up a blanket and was wiping her magic pestle.

After drinking enough blood, this demon-conquering pestle turned out to be shiny after rubbing it!

Cixin then glanced at Mo Sen who was lying prone against the wall, and said to Ding Sitian: "Take that man with you." She did not forget to remind: "He is pretending to be dead."

Ding Sitian said "uh" and subconsciously stepped over.

Hearing the words behind him, he suddenly paused.

Secretly thinking that he was being reckless, he quickly shook the bag in his hand and called out "Grandma Huang".

"Zhizhi~"

Huang Pizi, who was following Ding Sitian, immediately barked twice, jumped out of his pocket and jumped next to Mo Sen.

Mo Sen didn't speak Chinese, so he didn't know that Ci Xin had revealed that he was pretending to be dead. He was still lying down, praying silently in his heart, hoping that this devil would go away quickly.

Finally, he heard footsteps walking away.

Mawson couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at least he was temporarily confused.

But he couldn't move yet, he had to make sure the other party was far away.

Then try to find a way to find Master Sol...

Due to excessive blood loss, Mawson's spirit gradually became blurred.

In a daze, he didn't know how long it had been, but he guessed it was safe.

He gritted his teeth and used his uninjured arm to prop up his body, and crawled out of the factory on hands and feet.

In fact, there is a phone in a small cubicle in the factory, specially prepared to contact them at any time.

But Mawson completely forgot about the existence of the phone and wanted to crawl outside.

After leaving the factory, I saw two lights in the distance.

A feeling suddenly appeared in his heart that as long as he reached the light, he would be saved...

At this time, Cixin and Ding Sitian came out of the factory.

Not far from them, Mo Sen crawled forward awkwardly.

Ding Sitian's mother-in-law Huang stood on Mo Sen's back and kept making "squeaking" sounds.

Ci Xin walked quickly and returned to Du Fei without compromising Ding Sitian and Mo Sen.

Du Fei looked at him and asked directly in his mind: "Are you okay?"

Just now, through Xiao Hei's vision synchronization, Du Fei saw Ci Xin going on a killing spree.

This is the first time Du Fei has seen this kind of bloody scene.

Instinctively, there is some physical discomfort.

There are also some worries about Metta’s psychological condition.

Fortunately, they have a special relationship, and Du Fei can sense Ci Xin's emotional fluctuations.

Throughout the whole process, Ci Xin's mood did not fluctuate at all, as if these people in front of her were not people but a group of ants. She walked by the roadside and trampled a few to death without looking down at them.

Arriving in front of Du Fei, a compassionate voice sounded in his mind: "Your Majesty, all the evil spirits here have been slain."

At this point, Cixin had a serious expression on her face, and her eyes showed a bit of compassion.

There was no trace of doubt or wavering in himself because of the killing.

In her mind, following Du Fei was the shortcut to achieving righteousness.

Anything that stands in front of Du Fei is an evil spirit and is the cornerstone of her enlightenment.

At this time, Ding Sitian also came back.

Next to her was Mo Sen crawling over.

Mawson's expression was dull, dragging his injured leg and arm, having forgotten the pain.

Du Fei took a look, opened the car door, reached in and pressed it.

The trunk opened with a click.

Du Fei said calmly: "Put it inside."

Ding Sitian responded hurriedly, lifted Mo Sen up with all her strength, and stuffed him into the trunk.

Granny Huang jumped off Mo Sen's back.

As soon as it left, Mo Sen rolled his eyes and passed out.

After pressing down the trunk lid, Ding Sitian was about to return to life, but unexpectedly discovered that an extra cannonball appeared in Du Fei's hand!

Ding Sitian had participated in militia training and had seen this kind of thing. It was used for mortars.

I was wondering what Du Fei wanted to do.

He raised his hand vigorously and threw the shell like a grenade.

Ding Sitian stared blankly at the cannonball in the night, drawing an arc and flying two to three hundred meters away!

It landed on the building of the abandoned factory just now.