Chapter 90 Blood Red Thread

Ding!
Zhang Qian quickly snapped his fingers and a blood-red sword energy flew out, blocking the blood-red thread.

However, what surprised Zhang Qian was that this strange blood-red thread was unexpectedly tough. Facing his attack containing the sword intent of Zhu Xian, it not only did not break, but just flew out, and then continued to stab at him at an incredibly fast speed.

"What is this?"

Zhang Qian became suspicious and directly summoned the Bingbo Xuanguan Sword. Dozens of blood-red sword qi shot out and finally cut the blood-red thread into more than a dozen pieces.

pat!

More than a dozen pieces of silk thread fell to the ground, still twisting and winding like living things.

Squeak, squeak, squeak...!
At this moment, these silk threads made a strange sound, and then exploded in Zhang Qian's surprised gaze, turning into a faint blood mist.

Zhang Qian accidentally inhaled a trace of blood mist and suddenly felt dizzy, his body swayed, and his true energy became sluggish.

He hurriedly sat down cross-legged and practiced his cultivation method for a long time before he used the power of Taiyi Demon Refining Qi to eliminate the wisps of blood mist that he had inhaled.

"Strange, this thread seems to be alive!"

Just when Zhang Qian was puzzled, the token that controlled the three hundred river gods moved again, and in a flash, several river gods died.

"not good!"

Zhang Qian's face changed, and without caring about anything else, he hurriedly said a few words to the token, then rushed out his true energy to activate the power of the token.

brush!
After doing all this, he flashed and appeared in mid-air. He looked to the west, and a moment later, streams of blue light flew straight towards this side.

Wow!

A stream of light stopped in front of Zhang Qian, revealing a man who was a well-mannered scholar. The scholar bowed to Zhang Qian and said, "I, Gu Yong, pay my respects to you, my lord. I wonder what you want me to do? I have already prepared the incense beads, so please don't rush to receive them."

"Gu Yong?"

Looking at this gentle scholar, Zhang Qian didn't care how he became a river god, and said directly: "I am Zhang Qian. The power to rule the 300 rivers nearby is in my hands. But just now, dozens of gods died inexplicably in a short period of time. Did you notice anything unusual?"

Gu Yong frowned and was about to reply when more than 200 river gods with different appearances flew over one after another from behind. These river gods included both male and female, and there were even quite a few ferocious and evil monsters among them.

"We are here to see the Lord!"

More than two hundred river gods bowed down. The lives of these river gods were not in their own hands. Whoever controlled the river god token controlled the lives of these river gods. They had no choice but to be respectful to Zhang Qian.

"Get up. I just took over the River God Token not long ago and haven't had time to inspect it. Unexpectedly, you River Gods have died one after another inexplicably. Do you know who did it?"

These river gods looked at each other, confused.

"Uh...uh..."

At this moment, a muscular man about ten feet tall in the crowd suddenly sat on the ground without any warning, gritting his teeth, with a look of extreme pain on his face.

"Lord...save me!"

As soon as the big man finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Qian to go forward to check, there was a loud bang, and the big man exploded directly, turning into pieces of flesh and blood all over the sky!
"what……!"

"this!……"

All the river gods were in an uproar. Zhang Qian narrowed his eyes and felt cold in his heart. When the blood mist dissipated a little, Zhang Qian looked carefully and saw a silk-like blood-red thread remaining in place, winding and twisting.

"Humph, this kind of silk thread again!"

Zhang Qian snorted coldly, and stretched out his hand. The blood-red sword energy wrapped around his palm, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed the blood-red thread in his hand. Suddenly, Zhang Qian thought of something, and hurriedly put aside the thought of studying the blood-red thread. His extremely powerful mind swept out and covered the more than 200 river gods in front of him.

"do not move!"

Zhang Qian suddenly pointed at a river god that looked like a Taoist nun and shouted, which scared the beautiful river god who was about 30 years old.

“My Lord…?”

Zhang Qian suddenly pointed his finger, and a blood-red sword energy flew out, cutting a gash in the arm of the river god.

"come out!"

As Zhang Qian shouted, he stretched out his hand and pinched it, and actually pulled out a blood-red thread from the wound!
As soon as this blood-red thread appeared, the body of the river god, who looked like a Taoist nun, trembled. Thinking about the way the river god's body exploded before, she knew that it was Zhang Qian who saved her.

"Thank you for saving my life!"

"Lord..."

The remaining river gods were terrified and looked at Zhang Qian with pleading expressions.

Zhang Qian waved his hand: "Don't be afraid, I have already checked for you just now, and you don't have such red lines on your body."

Holding the two red lines, Zhang Qian looked around and asked, "Does anyone know what these red lines are?"

The river gods all shook their heads, and Zhang Qian turned to the beautiful Taoist nun and asked, "What about you?"

"My Lord, I have been refining the incense beads in the Water Palace during this period of time. I have not been out and have not seen outsiders. I really don't know where this red thread came from."

Zhang Qian looked at her steadily for a while, and seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, he became even more confused.

This red line can actually sneak into the human body without anyone noticing and kill people. It is really hard to guard against. Fortunately, Zhang Qian was strong-minded and discovered the red line in her body, otherwise, this river god would have died soon.

Just as Zhang Qian was wondering, a wave suddenly appeared in the void behind him.

He turned around suddenly, and then his pupils shrank.

"It's you, Jiang Muxian, you actually followed me!"

The person who appeared from the void was Jiang Muxian. What shocked Zhang Qian was that he didn't even realize when Jiang Muxian was following him. You know, all the way here, Zhang Qian would use his powerful mind to scan around from time to time, but he didn't see any trace of Jiang Muxian.

"What a joke! You're not worthy of my following. I'm just curious about what bad things you want to do after leaving the Demon Refining Island in such a hurry." Jiang Muxian glared at Zhang Qian, and her beautiful face suddenly smiled slightly: "As for the matter of the red thread you are wondering about, I do know something about it."

Zhang Qian raised his eyebrows: "Oh? You know? Tell me quickly!"

"Humph, you are such a scoundrel, you are so rude. We have no friendship, and you were like that before... Why should I tell you?"

Zhang Qianjian and Jiang Muxian actually became arrogant, and couldn't help but curl their lips: "Haha, forget it. According to my guess, this blood-red thread must be a first-class poisonous insect. These river gods died one after another, and it must be someone who secretly poisoned them. Since the person who poisoned them is targeting these river gods, I have gathered these river gods here now, and that person will definitely come secretly. I want to see who is so burdened."

"you……"

Jiang Muxian was a little angry. She felt that Zhang Qian was hateful no matter how she looked at him. Even if Zhang Qian could say some soft words, she would tell him the news she knew. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian ignored her.

"Okay, I'll see if you'll still say that when that person comes. Don't ask me for help then!"

Zhang Qian sneered: "Whatever!"

(End of this chapter)