Here Lies The Wicked

Grievance wants to escape!

At this time, the upper body of the grieving spirit was almost cut into thin pieces, and countless flesh and bones collapsed.

There's only one leg left in the lower half.

But the most deadly thing is that the wound is burning, and that's when the blade was chopping the grieving spirit, the party was taking the opportunity to penetrate the Nine Yang Gods of Snake Star into the grieving spirit.

For example, when the grieving spirit is scratching, there is also a female intrusion into the square.

Grabbing a woman's broken leg, to Yang's bullying Jiuyang Shenzhen, directly burned the broken leg grabbed by his left hand into ashes, and then continued to carry the knife by winning the chase.

But at this time, the bloodworm on the ground seemed like a sudden outburst of madness, rushing towards the right direction, trying to stop the right side from hunting down the grieving spirits in this big clear copper coin.

There is also a part of the bloodworm, the distant Grievance Spirit, which is going backwards, trying to extinguish and consume the scorching real energy from the Grievance Spirit, helping the woman recover her legs a little bit and leak her upper body like a sieve.

“Get the fuck out of here! ”

Square knife one drink.

This time he did not go to the ground to control these bloodworms, he did not have time to breathe another breath and restore the broken golden clock cover. He did not intend to give Grievance any chance to recover and chase with a sharp knife.

The other side is in the sea of bloodworms, knock, knock, knock, feet on the ground, like two barbarian long legs on the ground, past left deep footprints.

All the bloodworms that climbed his body were either shaken down or burned to ashes by the stiff blood in his body.

Three fiery squares fell into these bloodworms, burning like a fire stove, and all these sneaky things burned on the stove.

We've been chasing the nearby squares, one knife out.

This powerful and heavy knife, as if the power of pinching a thousand jun fell, if the ordinary man is cut, it can directly split people in half.

The Grieving Spirit recovered his broken leg while retreating and avoiding the knife.

But!

Immortal imprint! Pneumothorax!

At the last minute, you have no idea where Fang Zheng's knife is going, Pfft!

Attached to the blade of masculine thermal energy, the grievance spirit was slanted, the burning energy on the blade exploded, and the grievance spirit was blown out.

At the same time, the imprint of immortality! How dare you! Feel the grievance spiritual body move, square left hand fist mark, the intensity of the momentum follows.

Boom!

Previously, he was struck with a 9981 knife, seriously injured by Yang Zheng's anger. The spirit has weakened a lot. This time, he did not avoid the pursuit of the enemy after the real qi was detected. His fist and flesh were heavily impacted. The flesh in the waist of the grievance was already diluted. He could no longer carry this mark. A large piece of flesh was blown up into flesh and chyme.

“You're too tired, fool. Get some rest! ”

Fire knife! How dare you!

Combined into no solution.

Knife 10, knife 20! Knife 30!

Knife 40!

Pong, on a ghost knife that rubs the air at great speed, flames and flames.

Knife 50, knife 60!

“Idiot! All the way! ”

Nine, nine, eight, one, one!

“Kid, kid, have you seen my kid...”

Boom!

Under the hegemonic knife method, the grieving spirit's body exploded into pieces like cloth, then lit by an anode flame column and burned to ashes.

A piece of soul gas took off from the ashes in the air and penetrated into the human skin scripture.

+1 Special Soul Qi.

And that was when the image disappeared and returned to the image of Upper River Village.

Looking down at the big clear copper coin still lying quietly under his feet, square head had some hair blockage, this special soul harvest did not make him happy.

I feel a little sad.

Boom!

The tip of the knife heavily smashed the Daqing copper coin on the ground, until Yangzhen Qi burned the copper coin fragments and the body on the ground. He was looking at the villagers who were still fainting under the shade of the tree. He was still in a low mood. He re-sealed the ghost knife, carried the knife box and turned away, and returned to Tao Wenguang's house.

Now that the ghost has been removed, it is safe.

However, the man was weak in three fires. This time, he was scared. He was afraid it would take a serious illness and a period of rest before he could slowly regain his cheer.

When Fang was returning to Tao Wenguang's house, he sat still on the ground floor.

The air is a little depressed.

At this point, the old priest walked down from the second floor and moved in a chair, just as the elder comforted his descendants and sat by his side.

“In a bad mood? ”

“Mmm.”

“Because of this ghost? ”

“Old Goddess, do you think there's a place in the world? Ancient people believe in transhumance. People can be moderated, ghosts can be moderated. Can anyone really be moderated in ancient times? ”

“Look, little brother, I feel so much this time. Can you tell me what happened this time? ”

So, Fang told the story of the fool to the old god stick.

As a result, after half a while, I didn't see the old god stick make a noise. Fang turned his head and looked at the old god stick. Uh, Fang was shocked. The old god stick had already cried so rarely, he kept rubbing his nose and tears with the sleeve of the robe.

There are still undried tears on the beard of the chin.

The sleeves are already wet.

The Elder Goddess stick is rarely as serious as an elder, and it turns out to be handsome for no more than three seconds.

Originally his comfort formula, now he's the one who needs to be comforted most.

“This girl is miserable, really miserable.” This opening of the old god's stick made me cry even worse, and a big tear fell down.

“Little brother, the more I want to suffer, the more I can give to Old Dao I have true love everywhere. Is there comfort in the world about love? ”

The old god stick tears kept falling, crying and looking at Fang Zheng.

Uh...

The square-eye angular muscles are heavily drawn.

Sun Yushu, who took care of the teacher on the second floor, waited left and right, saw the old cleric on the first floor, never came back, and the first floor also remained silent and quiet. He was a little upset. Is there anything wrong with the first floor?

Sun Yushu picked up a mop and walked carefully to the ground floor.

“Brother Fang, Taoist Chan, are you on the first floor... why hasn't there been movement on the first floor? ”

Sun Yushu walked down the stairs, and as a result, he opened his eyes violently, staring at the scene with an incredible look.

The old god stick was being held by Fang in his arms. His head rested gently on Fang's square shoulder. People seemed to have just cried and his eyes were red.

On the other hand, he was holding the old god stick and seemed to be whispering softly to comfort the old god stick.

Sun Yushu was a stubborn wooden chicken.

As if struck by lightning, his mouth was shocked and his mind was in a state of dementia and dementia.

In the middle of the night, what's this all about?

Do you want such hot eyes?

Fang saw Sun Yushu at the end of the stairs in a state of stagnation, pushed away the old god stick in his arms, consciously wanted to explain, but suddenly found him mute.

“If I were to say that the truth of things is not what you think they are, would you believe it? ”

Fang looked sincerely at Sun Yushu.

Sun Yushu: “..."

“Eh, Brother Fang and Taoist Chancellor are not on the first floor. I'll look on the second floor. Brother Fang and Taoist Chancellor, are you on the second floor? ”

Sun Yushu first said something to himself and then walked back to the second floor.

Fang Zheng's face was dark, which made it clear how it could not be explained.

He looked at the old god stick.