The snow under the window outside was empty, and Zhang Feng's soul was gone.

He's just a living soul, waiting for his own help, if he doesn't stay honestly, where did he go?

Zhou Fengchen glanced around, and suddenly found that in the corner of the wall in the distance, Zhang Feng's soul was like playing drifting, slowly retreating back against the snow.

"You wait." He glanced back at Xie Yun and walked towards Zhang Feng in surprise.

However, before he got closer, he heard Zhang Feng shouting, "Zhou Gong save me, Zhuzheng Daoist is also a ghost!" ”

Tsukuzheng Dao Chang is also a ghost? What do you mean? Zhou Fengchen was stunned for a moment, looked at it, and saw a tongue wrapped around Zhang Feng's soul body, and then looked behind him, and found that there was still a person standing in the shadow of the wall, dressed in a cyan robe, his face was pale, and he stretched out his long tongue to wrap Zhang Feng's soul.

This person is the head of Zhuzheng Dao? It does look like a dead man, but ...... It's not to go to Yunyou, but to hang up?

Zhou Fengchen thought about it for a while, and then he understood, so coincidentally, Qingyang Shitai and Zhuzheng Daoist stopped Zhang Feng from building a house, and they both died? The feelings were all killed by that Tang Dynasty man, and I don't know what happened between them.

He pulled out the ancient knife of the Qing Dynasty and was about to rush over at a point, Zhang Feng suddenly shouted again, "Be careful behind you, she is not Xie Yun!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind behind him, Zhou Fengchen's heart tightened, and he dodged away.

Syllable!

As soon as he dodged away, the place where he was standing was whipped hard by something like a whip, leaving a deep mark on the snow.

Looking back, Xie Yun's appearance of the woman had changed, the green tendons on her forehead were bulging, her hands and legs were thin and long, and there was an extra black and white tail behind her, her eyes were purple, her lips were blue, like a praying mantis, and at this time, she "sucked", withdrew her tongue that was slapped out, and said with a sharp and strange smile: "Oops! If you want to find the king's bad luck, is it still a little tender? ”

The "Zhuzheng Dao Chief" on the opposite side was also "quack" at this time, and he sucked it in his mouth, wrapped in Zhang Feng's soul and swallowed it.

Zhang Feng really called a revenant soul and shouted for help, "Help me!" ”

"What a fucking ......" Zhou Fengchen didn't know how to describe his mood, he thought he was just coming out to find a woman, who would have thought of such a thing?

A little under his feet, he arrived at the side of the "Zhuzheng Dao Chief" as fast as lightning, and slashed with a knife.

Poof!

A head was cut off cleanly, and rolled along the snow, but strangely, the cranial cavity did not bleed, and the head was not affected, and the strange smile swallowed Zhang Feng's soul in one gulp, crunching and chewing.

"Ahh

Zhang Feng screamed desperately, and then stopped abruptly.

Things happened too weirdly, completely beyond Zhou Fengchen's expectations, he was surprisingly angry, he was here to save people, but this is still a fart? Almost instantly, he was next to his head and stomped on it.

Let's go!

stepped on the west bar shattered, but a black gas suddenly burst out of the skull, and in a flash it penetrated into the headless body next to it, and a fox head came out of the cranial cavity, and said in a sharp voice, "This little soul doesn't know what to do, the king left him to be a fish, but he wanted to find a master to bring down the king, damn!" ”

"That's right!"

"Xie Yun" behind him climbed onto the wall of the room next to him, his head turned three hundred and sixteen degrees, and it was indescribably weird, "Young man, how are you going to play?" Hehehe......"

"Fuck it!" Zhou Fengchen scolded, his figure flashed, he jumped up on the wall, and when he arrived next to "Xie Yun", he slashed with a knife.

The "Xie Yun" movement is very sensitive, the two feet grasp the wall, the body twists obliquely, the two sharp claws are put together to resist the blade, and the big tail "swishs" to shoot, and the fighting quality is very strong.

Bite!

The two sharp claws blocked the blade, and the big tail was about to draw to Zhou Fengchen's waist.

At this time, the move was old, so Zhou Fengchen rolled over sideways to avoid the tail and fell to the ground.

"Smack!"

The tail flicked out a blast, and then the weird body of "Xie Yun" flicked, and he arrived on the snow not far away, stretching out his long tongue, his body swaying, and he was eager to try.

At this time, the "Zhuzheng Dao Chief" who grew a fox head next to him blinked, opened his swarthy mouth, and exhaled a breath of black gas.

"Psychedelic breath, it's useless to me!" Zhou Fengchen sneered, raised his foot and kicked it.

Bang!

The fox head looked frightened, and was kicked out seven or eight meters away with his body, splashing a cloud of snow foam.

Zhou Fengchen took the opportunity to rush to him and slashed with a knife.

At this time, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and "Xie Yun" arrived again.

Zhou Fengchen saw that this fox head had average skills, and "Xie Yun" was a hard character, so he simply gave up the fox head, limped his body, and slashed at Xie Yun with his backhand.

"Xie Yun" doesn't know what it is, his movements are agile, his strength is also great, he is not afraid of Fengchen last week, he flicked and jumped on the roof tiles, his claws waved, the tiles flew wildly, and the wall tiles splashed everywhere.

Zhou Fengchen jumped around with her, the more he fought, the more depressed he became, he couldn't even use a talisman on a snowy day, a Taoist priest like himself who played with his fists and feet, it was enough to choke when he encountered this kind of thing, and the most important thing was to devote more than half of his energy to guard against the Tang Dynasty people.

At this time, he deliberately sold a flaw and staggered backwards.

As soon as "Xie Yun" saw it, he grabbed it with a flick of his feet, but when he arrived at him, his face changed instantly, and Zhou Fengchen disappeared in the blink of an eye! And a sneer came from behind him, "Demon Slashing Knife!" ”

Poof!

"Ahh

The back of "Xie Yun" was opened, his heart was cold, he screamed, and his weird body fell to the ground with a "poof", and then he stood up, motionless, and the steaming blood instantly stained the snow red.

"Twitter ......"

The fox head that couldn't intervene not far away screamed in horror, and got out of the body of the head of the Tsukuro Road and turned to flee.

"Still want to escape?" Zhou Fengchen took a step forward and threw his knife at it.

Buzz –

Bang –

The tip of the knife hit the fox in the stomach, and it was neatly fixed on the ground, and the fox's body twitched a few times and did not move.

The snow was still falling, and the mahjong parlor behind him closed at some point, and the whole town was as quiet as death.

The strange body with the head of "Xie Yun", the corpse of the fox, and the corpse of the head of the Zhuzheng Dao were lying on the street, which was a little dazzling.

Zhou Fengchen took a hot breath, looked around, took out his knives, threw them into the ditch next to him, turned around and ran towards the rented yard, as if he was a little too big, the Tang Dynasty man didn't show up, so ...... I'm just afraid that something will happen in the courtyard, and I hope that the Yuan Zhi monk can block it.

Soon in front of the courtyard, the courtyard door was closed, and it was quiet, and it was pitch black.

Zhou Fengchen sighed in his heart, "creaked" and pushed open the courtyard door, and subconsciously shouted "Yuan Zhi".

No one in the room responded, but a strange aroma wafted from the room.

Zhou Fengchen cautiously walked to the door, pinched his handprint, and was about to look inside, when a candle suddenly lit up in the house.

I saw that he was sitting with Yuan Zhi and the proprietress eating hot pot in the place, and at this time there was the possessed "Zhang Feng", while the proprietress and the monk Yuan Zhi were wrapped in duct tape, and their hands were tied to ropes and hung upside down on the beams, and Chu Xiaoling's mother and son were trembling and kneeling on the side.

That "Zhang Feng" was eating hot pot at this time, and what was cooking in the pot was the big carp that had lost its soul, and the fragrance just now came out of it.

He ate slowly and elegantly, picked up a piece, blew two mouthfuls of hot air before putting it in his mouth, and then chewed gently, as if in the aftertaste, he ate two chopsticks in a row before looking at Zhou Fengchen, wiped his hands with a tissue next to him, and said, "Can you make such a hard effort?" If you want to descend to this seat, go directly to the door, and find a woman to hook up with me, ordinary mother-in-law and this seat are nothing more than earth dogs and feces. ”

(End of chapter)