In Juying Tower, in a bedroom, Yan Chixia opened her eyes.

His ears moved, listening to the ringing around him, and there was silence.

Tonight, those female ghosts feasted him again, and they were very enthusiastic, and they kept pouring wine into his mouth one by one.

The wine was fragrant, but the bronze ancient sword reminded him that there was something wrong with the wine.

He had an extra heart, he took the anti-poison pill in advance, and after drinking alcohol, he took the anti-poisoning pill, but he still didn't carry it, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he finally lost consciousness.

But it's not completely unconscious, to be precise, it's half asleep. He wanted to wake up, and he could wake up, but the damage to his body was great, and he didn't force himself to wake up, but waited for their next step.

Half-asleep, he felt someone holding him up, walking some distance, and then he lay on the bed.

Then, the other party tried to take off his clothes, but he couldn't take them off, and the seamless clothes were worn on him, and if he wanted to take them off, he could only do it. Soon, the other party gave up.

Then tentatively touched the bronze sword box, the bronze ancient sword suddenly glowed, these female ghosts exclaimed, and then left without trying.

Obviously, their main purpose this time was not for his sword, nor for his clothes, but just to make him sleep.

Raising his hand and touching his forehead, his brain was swollen and painful, he still woke up early, and he should sleep for a while.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked around thoughtfully. This room was not the one he slept in the night before, he got up and pushed open the window, the moonlight outside the window was white, and the view was vast.

The cold wind blew, and when it reached the window, the biting cold wind was instantly heated, turning into a cool cold wind blowing across Yan Chixia's face.

He held his chin and pondered how the room he slept in last night was different from the room he slept in tonight, and finally came to the conclusion that there was no difference except for the direction of the window.

In my ears, there was a faint sound of shouting and killing. Yan Chixia inadvertently tapped her fingers on the window frame, and then understood, it turned out that they hoped that I would not interfere in this matter tonight.

Why don't they want me to get involved? Don't even want me to know about it?

Yan Chixia narrowed her eyes, finally turned around, took out the bronze ancient sword in the bronze sword box, carried it around her waist, and then took out a straw man from her bag, pasted the seamless heavenly clothes on her body with a talisman on it, stuffed the straw man into her clothes, and finally stuffed the seamless heavenly clothes wrapped in the straw man under the quilt.

"Whew!" Yan Chixia exhaled a breath of turbidity, then knocked the bronze sword box to the ground and walked quickly to the door.

He wanted to go out through the window, but then gave up, because he didn't think that if he went out of the window, the owner of the place would not know.

This tower, in itself, has its own eccentricity, everything is better to be vigilant.

As he expected, soon the door opened, and a female ghost floated in.

Yan Chixia hid behind the door, posted a talisman for herself, and slipped out quickly. It's hard to imagine that he is so dexterous that he looks like a big hairy monkey.

The female ghost didn't notice, and her eyes were on the bed.

On the bed, "Yan Chixia" lay down well, but the bronze sword box next to the bed fell to the ground.

The female ghost breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the window, wondering who had opened it. Then he went up, closed the window, and exited the door, closing the door by the way.

Yan Chixia didn't go far, didn't even go out, he slipped into a room opposite, and then opened the window.

Then, I saw a tragic scene.

The walls fell, the houses collapsed, the white snow was trampled into mud, and the mutilated corpses were laid out on the ground haphazardly, some of the flesh was cold and began to freeze stiff, and some of the flesh was still hot and steaming.

In the back garden, the beautiful rockery was blown to pieces, and the small mirror-like lake was shattered, and many monsters were floating in the lake.

The rats chirped and screamed, shot the crossbow in their hands, and after shooting the arrows, they ran away.

The zombies screamed, and because they were unsteady on their feet, they were knocked to the ground at random, and then trampled by countless big feet.

The mountain spirits also screamed and jumped up and down, but there was no movement other than a vigorous scream.

And not far from the gate of the backyard, Yan Chixia saw the source of all the turmoil, and the ghost cried.

Yan Chixia's heart tightened at first, and then a smile appeared on her face, this guy, really don't worry about him.

There are a lot of yokai, in the thousands.

But at the moment, it was a mess, and the chaotic sound was a headache.

The drum was kicked over by the devil crying, the flag was chopped in two, and the beautiful flag was trampled into the mud.

Ghost Cry carried a bloody bull's head, looked around insolently, discarded it to the ground at will, and then pulled out the arrow on his body and stabbed himself.

A group of monsters saw their scalps tingle, and their foreheads were bruised.

This guy is a pervert. Up to now, Devil Cry has at least 100 wounds on his body, large and small, and not only that, but this thing also stabs himself from time to time. But even so, he is still alive and vigorous, slashing one by one, killing himself and other demons to the point that ghosts cry wolf howls, and wolves rush to the point of suddenness.

Where did this pervert come from, it's more like a monster than their group of monsters.

Ghost Cry caught up with the scorpion spirit in front of him with a hideous face, and the scorpion spirit turned around and pierced with a tail, Ghost Cry opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, and bit off the tail of the scorpion spirit.

The scorpion screams and is kicked over by Devil Cry, then slashes it off and pins it to the ground.

Bah!

Oni Cry spat out a mouth full of flesh and blood, and at this moment there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and it was obvious that the venom was working.

However, there were too many painful places on his body, and his nerves had long been numb. Expressionlessly, he picked up a broken knife from the ground and stabbed himself to kill the venom in his body.

The strange faces in front of them showed a look of horror in unison, their teeth clashed, their tongues were knotted, their hands and feet were weak, and they did not dare to step forward.

Oni Cried snorted, pulled out his knife, ripped off the tattered armor on his body and threw it aside, revealing his strong upper body, which was covered in blood and wounds.

Ghost Cry pulled out the knife inserted in the corpse, green blood splashed on his face, slowly slid down, and the teeth sticking to the flesh were exposed, and he smiled and said, "Who else wants to take the life of so-and-so, come up!"

A group of big demons pushed and pushed, a group of small demons cowered, and a zombie finally squeezed out of the demon group and staggered towards the ghost cry.

This thing has no brains, and is not afraid of death, and tonight, the most dead in the hands of Devil May Cry is this kind of zombie.

However, Ghost Cry only killed a small part of them, and most of them, some were trampled to the point that they couldn't move, and some were simply trampled to death.

It's also a miracle that there is still one left that is still complete.

Burst!

This brainless zombie was stabbed by Ghost Cry until it was slashed from the top of its head to its abdomen, and the structure inside was completely exposed.

Poof!

The zombie's corpse fell to the ground, and the ghost cried out a mouthful of bloody spit and asked, "Is he the only one?"

No monster dared to step forward, the little demon looked at the big demon expectantly, the big demons looked away, some looked up at the sky, and some looked down at the ground.

The bounty is very generous, and they are also very excited, but compared to their own lives, forget it!

"What is the reason for not fighting and not fighting, retreating and not retreating?"

The roar of the ghost crying echoed in the back garden, and the youkai were silent.

He takes a step forward, these monsters take a step back, he takes ten steps forward, these monsters take ten steps back.

In the end, he sneered, turned around and swaggered through the back door and left, and these monsters, you look at me, I look at you, except for the group of wolf demons, none of them were willing to chase, but they all breathed a sigh of relief.