Ahead, the more remote it is, is no longer suitable for tracking on the water.

"Boatman, dock. ”

The old man who rowed the boat breathed a sigh of relief, and after coming down all the way, he was already sure that the guest in front of him who was wearing a hat and dressed as a knight of the rivers and lakes was probably going to do something.

Hearing the sound of the ghost crying, he hurried to the shore as if he had been pardoned.

Devil Cry threw off the money and jumped to the shore, tracking the boat ahead from the shore.

The boatman turned the bow of the boat and walked away from here with a puff of smoke.

The boat in front left the river and turned into a tributary.

The boat went down the water, at great speed, and on the bank of a remote river, stopped.

Ghost Cry followed all the way to this point, stopping at the bottom of a dirt slope.

He took off the long knife from the cloth bag on his back, grasped the hilt, and slowly pulled it out inch by inch.

Finally, he threw down the sack and scabbard, quietly stopped behind a tree, kept slowing down his breathing, adjusted his state, and looked at the ship out of the corner of his eye.

Tonight, the fox demon's appetite seems to be even greater.

Two more times in succession, two strong men followed in, and like their boss, they did not show up again.

The remaining three strong men, two standing in the bow and one in the stern, were all dumbfounded, guarded all around.

The boat shook rapidly, and after a long time, it stopped.

Then another strong man walked in, and the boat shook again.

What exactly were they doing, the ghost cried "I don't know", he just saw the moment and quickly ran out from behind the tree.

Ghost Cry has a total of two light skills, one is called Flying Immortal Step, and the other is called Ladder to the Sky.

Flying immortal step is a technique of footwork, with the consistent style of Shushan.

The terrain of the mountains and rivers of Shushan is extremely dangerous, so this footwork is steady. And because it is mainly used for technical attacks, it moves quickly between square inches.

The ladder is a kind of hurried kung fu, mainly used to climb mountains and mountains, over walls and households.

No matter which of these two kung fu skills, its characteristics are the consistent stability of Shushan. Therefore, although it can be called light work, it is not very light. Therefore, when it comes to stealth skills, Ghost Cry can only be said to be average.

Fortunately, the wind is strong at this time.

The branches of the trees swayed, causing the water to ripple, masking the slightest noise between the Devil's Cry movements.

His toes touched the ground, his body was low, and in an instant, he ran under the side of the ship, and most of his body was immersed in the water.

Winter, night, cold water.

Even the strong body of Ghost Cry couldn't help but shiver all over, trembling slightly, and had large goosebumps.

He struggled to adjust his heart rate, forcing himself to breathe slower and suppress the urge to gasp.

The boat was still shaking violently, and Devil Cry took off his hat and hung it on his back, and put his ear to it, listening carefully.

The sound of running water and the sound of the wind interfered so that the ghost cry could only faintly hear some rapid gasps.

The bone-chilling water kept Oni Cry calm and didn't fall into it.

Devil Cry's hand let go of the hilt of the sword, and he held it again and again, repeating it to ensure that his fingers did not stiffen.

I didn't know how long I was tormented in the cold, and finally, there was a strange noise inside, and then, there was silence.

It didn't take long for the silence to hear the faint sound of footsteps.

It's coming!

Ghost Cry put on the hat again, pressed it hard, and then held the knife in both hands, and dived down, secretly accumulating strength.

He only had to wait for the fox demon to reach the side of the ship, and then he would unleash a fatal blow.

But today, this fox demon's appetite is extraordinarily large.

With the sound of thumping footsteps, the fox demon returned to the cabin, along with two strong men.

Ghost Cry narrowed his eyes, jumped up slightly, climbed on the side of the boat with one hand, and pulled hard, and the whole person went up.

His feet lightly stomped on the floor, shaking off the water, and then, with a point, he jumped to the vault of the cabin, and half-knelt down like a big cat.

Away from the icy water, my body warmed up a little, but it wasn't much better.

When the wind blows, it takes away the temperature in the body, and the clothes on the body are also a little hard and clinging to the body, which is very uncomfortable.

But Devil Cried endured, which was nothing compared to hell.

This time, the fox demon seemed to be in a hurry, and it was not as good as half the time just now, she was already done.

After a burst of footsteps, near the bow of the boat, she walked out with a blush on her face.

At this moment, the wind rose, and a silver half-moon quietly descended overhead.

Just when the long knife was less than a foot above his head, the fox demon reacted.

She was slow to react before she caught Ghost Crying.

But when she found out that she was being attacked, she reacted quickly beyond the surprise of Ghost Cry.

The demonic spirit suddenly erupted, and the ghost cried.

At the same time, her body was as light as a leaf and as soft as a branch.

Ride the wind and fly backwards.

The soft body was easily bent into an incredible bend, quickly avoiding the blade.

At the same time, Devil Cry also found out that something was wrong, and also fought back with demonic energy.

Then, the ghost cries to produce hallucinations.

He saw a world of pink, countless pink light veils hung on the roof, blowing in the wind, rising and falling like ocean waves.

Underneath him was a large soft bed.

And around him, there are beauties with skin like jade.

Their soft arms climbed up, and the moist aroma of the cherry in the little mouth of the cherry spitted against his neck in the midst of a silvery bell-like laugh, giving his skin a dense goosebump.

They were dressed in pink, and the scene inside was faintly visible, making the blood pump.

The soft touch is so real, so beautiful, yet addictive.

However, it didn't take long for this illusion to shatter.

It's not that Ghost Cry is determined to break the illusion, but it's the problem of the fox demon.

She also hallucinated.

She saw countless mountains of corpses and a sea of blood in the distance.

She felt it, and the scene around her quickly distorted.

The sound of the wind turned into a curse, into a roar, into a neurotic whisper.

The shaking deck, which had become incredibly soft and sticky, had sunk her feet in and could not pull them out.

The full moon above his head was distorted, and where was the moon, a bloodshot eyeball.

The trees around them twisted, and they were ghosts with fangs and claws, howling and pounced.

The fox demon saw her husband and saw those who had been killed by her, like walking corpses, bleeding from the seven orifices and with a weird smile, grabbing her and dragging her down.

There was a sharp pain in her abdomen, and when she lowered her head, a bloody baby bit through her abdomen, dragged the umbilical cord and crawled out, opening its mouth, black blood spurting out of its mouth, revealing jagged teeth, and stupid laughter came out of it.