Since he has the stunt of breaking life and death, the shortcoming of Devil Cry's infiltration ability has been made up. However, compared to the ability to infiltrate, he is still not as good as the big mouth. Because, as long as the big mouth doesn't move, he is a trouser belt, and even if he has the kind of eyesight of an old drunkard, it is very likely that he will not be able to see that this guy is a goblin.

On that stormy night, Devil Cry and Big Mouth parted, and Big Mouth sneaked in early.

Then, the king of Sichuan and the old wolf king fled. The situation was urgent, and in the darkness, King Chuan grabbed a pile of clothes, among them, there was a big mouth.

During the escape, King Chuan put on the clothes and tied his big mouth around his waist by the way. The appearance of the big mouth is very ordinary in the trouser belt, and the king of Sichuan definitely does not have a trouser belt with such a low appearance, but he can't stand the black light and blind fire, and no one finds anything abnormal.

Then, while King Chuan was asleep, Big Mouth strangled him, sneaked out of the barracks in the middle of the night, and returned to Ghost Cry.

On the second day, the news came out, and everyone knew that the big mouth had made a meritorious service, Lin Feixue happily personally bathed the big mouth three times as a reward, and the tortured big water who didn't like to take a bath wanted to die, looking at the distorted big mouth, Lin Feixue liked to say: "Look, how lively and happy it is, it's really a little guy who loves clean." ”

It's also a big mouth that can't speak, otherwise it must have something to say.

Later, things went more and more smoothly, and Elder Meng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. I always felt that the monster in the ghost cry description was familiar, but I couldn't remember it, and I fell into a daze again.

A few days later, Oni Weep left Tianfu City, but not long after leaving the city, he was attacked.

The time was midnight at the third watch.

Location, in a farmhouse.

Suddenly, the bell rang loudly, and the Iron Armor of the Soul let out an exclamation, and a large bat flew off the roof, hitting the ghost crying.

This time, it was a demon beast with its wings spread out, two feet long.

The shattered tiles poured down like rain, and Oni Cry opened his eyes, rolled over from the bed wearing only a pair of pants, and pulled out a long knife.

As soon as he made a move, it was a blade of fire, and this move was the fastest move for the ghost to cry.

The red light of the knife hit the big bat's chest, and the big bat screamed, and all the porcelain shattered at the same time, and the ghost cried and spurted blood, staggered backwards, and hit the wall.

And at this moment, a sharp sword pierced through the wall, and blood bloomed on his chest, and a blood-red blade came out through his chest.

This time the surprise attack was too sudden, and the five senses of the ghost cry were greatly weakened by the scream of the big bat, which was not expected at all.

Immediately, the ghost cried out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned gray. When the sword retracted, Devil Cry slid against the wall and fell to the ground, hanging his head.

With a bang, the long knife in his hand fell to the ground and rolled to the side.

Screams rang out, and this time the attack was so sudden that no one was guarded.

The big bat stopped in front of Devil Cry, and its big head leaned over and sniffed Devil Cry's face. The door was pushed open, and a young Taoist with a long sword in his hand, an ordinary appearance, dressed in a blue and black Taoist robe, walked in, glanced at the ghost cry, and chuckled.

"Heh, Shushan disciple, a reckless man who can only use a sword. ”

As he spoke, he looked at a package next to him, walked over, casually threw the belt on the top of the package to the ground, and then carefully opened the package.

When I first saw the ginseng fruit that had been cut in half, I breathed a sigh of relief, and then my eyes became gloomy.

Damn! It was just a slight negligence that allowed this ginseng fruit to commit suicide. Bastard, obediently ingest dragon qi and let the master eat it, can't it?

As ginseng fruits, they have borne their sins from birth and have been eaten, which is their deserved fate, so that they can wash away their sins, so why struggle.

This time I went back, it seems that I will be punished!

The young Taoist said with a dark face, "Eat it." ”

The big bat opened its mouth......

Burst!

The long knife ran through its jaw, all the way to its brain.

A large amount of blood gushed out, and in just an instant, the ghost cry was full of plasma.

At this time, Ghost Cry slowly opened his eyes, and the wound on his chest quickly stopped the bleeding.

The young Taoist sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around, and what he saw was the scene in front of him.

Poof!

Devil Cry turned the hilt of the knife, and more blood splattered out, and the huge bat fell to the ground, dying. Ghost Cry's face was pale, and he exclaimed: "This is not dead, it is worthy of being a demon beast, and it is really tenacious." ”

"You ......" the young Taoist was shocked, "aren't you dead?"

"Dead?" Ghost Cry lowered his head, looked at the wound on his chest, and said with palpitations, "yes, almost died." ”

If it weren't for the critical moment, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and moved his body, I am afraid that he would have been pierced through the heart by a sword. As for later, the reason why the young Taoist thought he was dead was actually just that Ghost Cry used the Turtle Breath Technique to pretend to be dead.

As he spoke, the ghost cried and slashed angrily. With a slight crisp sound, the corpse of the large bat separated, and the wound was charred black.

Now the big bat is completely dead, Ghost Cry breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and looked up at the young Taoist in front of him.

When the young Taoist saw the ghost crying, he suddenly stood on end, took a step back, and hit the bed with his heels. Although he looked down on this group of reckless men who could only use swords, but in a head-to-head duel, come on, he didn't want to die.

With a slight roll of his eyes, he snatched up the ginseng fruit, threw it aside, and then flew towards the door.

The ghost cried and caught the ginseng fruit, and the young Taoist's feet were entangled in the big mouth, and he fell to the door with a thud.

Ghost Cry strode over with a ginseng fruit in one hand and a long knife in the other.

The young Taoist raised his hand and swung his sword at Dazui, who flexibly dodged a sword and released the young Taoist's feet.

When the bell rang, the young Taoist sank, and just wanted to get up and fell down. When he raised his head, he saw the long knife coming towards him, and infinite fear instantly occupied his heart.

"Ahh

"Escaped?"

Ghost Cry looked gloomy, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he avoided his heart, the sword still hurt his heart, causing him to suffer a heavy blow. Ghost Cry is strong from beginning to end.

The sharp long knife was stuck in the ground, and the ghost cried and fell to his knees, unable to pursue.

He could clearly feel that the young Daoist's aura was getting farther and farther away.

When the big mouth reached the door, it was stained with a little blood on the door frame, and the young Taoist fell to the ground, his head hit the door frame, his scalp was broken, and some blood remained on the door frame.

Ghost Cry staggered to his feet, staggering into another room.

He was left to stay by an old widower, his old body curled up in bed, motionless. The blood spurted out of the seven orifices soaked the straw under him.

The scream of the big bat shattered all the porcelain in the room, cracked the walls, spurted blood from the ghosts' weeps, and shook the old widower to death.

Outside the gate, the villagers gathered.

Ghost Cry opened the door, and they watched Ghost Cry and raised the weapon in their hands, their eyes full of vigilance.

That night, three villagers were killed and seven were seriously injured, five of whom were permanently deaf and could no longer hear anything.

The flames burned, scorching the bones above.

The cries came into my ears one after another, and the ghost cryed expressionlessly, bearing the hateful gaze of the villagers. He didn't kill the people, but the villagers thought that he had attracted the monsters, and this was indeed the case, and it could not be refuted.

The ghost cried and left the silver on his body, and then left, and he still had the wound on his body that the sword pierced through his chest, which should have been healed, but did not stop. No one stopped him, no one cursed, they just watched the back of the ghost crying and watched the strange evil star leave.