There are really monsters who don't believe in evil, and while the ghost cry and the big black horse are asleep, they quietly touch the front.

On summer nights, the starry sky is shining overhead, fireflies fluttering below, and ghost fires float in the sky in many places where bones are buried. Insects chirping in the distance, frogs chirping, and wolves howling in the depths of the jungle.

By the creek, the wind was a little strong. The weeds swayed, the trees shook their heads, and the rustling sound was endless.

A tall ape-man with a leaf wrapped around his waist stared at Devil Cry, reached out and grabbed a poisonous insect and put it in his mouth, his cheeks squirming, and the flesh exploded in his mouth.

His face was expressionless, and the spear in his hand gently picked at the branches and half-man-tall weeds in front of him.

A snake was frightened and sprang away.

The big black horse heard the movement, and as soon as the snoring stopped, his ears moved.

The ape-man froze, motionless there, like a stone. His hair was black, and in the shade of the trees, it was perfectly hidden.

The big black horse raised his head, looked left and right, and lay back down.

The ape-man remained unmoved, until the big black horse snored again, and then slowly moved his pace, but he pressed his body lower, and his speed was a little slower.

One by one, eyes fell on the ape-man, it was the youkai who were gathered here, they were waiting, waiting for this ape-man to create an opportunity for them.

The ape-man's stealth skills were so superb that quietly, without any accidents, he approached the ten steps of Devil Cry.

Under his deliberate detour, the ghost cried on one side of the dirt slope, and he was on the other side of the dirt slope.

At this moment, even if he straightened his waist and woke up from the ghost crying on the other end, he couldn't see him.

The ape-man climbed up the dirt slope lightly and slowly, showing half of his head, and observed the ghost cry and the big black horse around the campfire. His gaze continued to search, and finally, on the branch of a tree, he found a large mouth hanging from it.

The large mouth flutters in the wind and is inconspicuous on the forks of the tree.

However, this ape-man did not ignore it.

Confirming that the big mouth would not be an accident, the ape-man breathed a sigh of relief and refocused his gaze on Oni Cry. To be precise, with the corner of his eye, he didn't dare to look directly at the ghost cry, for fear that the keen perception of the ghost cry would notice.

Now, he has two options.

One is to take the risk of touching it and stabbing the ghost to death with a spear to cry. The second is to stay on it, throw a spear and shoot the ghost to cry.

Both options have their own advantages and disadvantages.

In the end, the ape-man chose to take the risk and touch it.

He walked around the slope, little by little, the approaching ghosts cried.

Finally, he was in the emptiness, the starlight above his head crashing against him, and his ugly face was exposed.

The ape-man approached quietly with a spear, and when he passed by the big black horse, the big black horse sneezed, which immediately frightened him and stiffened his whole body, and a group of monsters staring at him couldn't help but hold their breath.

At this moment, these monsters are in a very complicated mood. They want both the apes to succeed and the apes to fail.

At best, the ape-man stabbed the ghost and cried.

In the firelight, the sharp spearhead shone with a strange brilliance, and it was obvious that this spear was strange, and nine times out of ten it was quenched with poison.

Closer, closer......

The ape-man's fat tongue licked his lips and aimed the spear at the devil's crying chest.

The tip of the spear trembled slightly, and the muscles on the ape's body squirmed, adjusting his state little by little.

And just as he was about to hand the spear out, the bell on the long knife flickered.

Jingling~~

The bell rang only once, and the trembling aftermath echoed through the night.

The sound was so sudden that the ape-man, whose heartstrings were tense, stabbed out his spear before he had time to think about it.

However, the spear pierced the dirt.

Just now, the palm of the ghost crying suddenly slapped the ground, and the body bounced up like a carp jumping out of the water.

Then, with a "bang", the long knife was unsheathed.

The ape-man's eyes were filled with snow-white, and he felt like he was in a world of frost, and then his world fell into infinite darkness.

The skull rolled to the ground, and the headless body spurted blood to the ground.

At the same time, with a "click", the blade was engulfed by the scabbard again. Devil Cry fell and crushed the spear under him. The hat flipped in mid-air, and then fell, just over Devil Cry's face.

In the middle of the rabbit's fall, an assassination is over.

The ghost cry is still the same posture as before, holding the long knife, covering the hat, and sleeping quietly.

It's just that there is an extra spear under him, and next to him there is a headless corpse that is constantly spurting blood.

And the head, gurgling, rolled to the edge of the woods, and a colorful crab crawled out of it.

Although the assassination failed, it only lost a body, and it only had to flee back to ......

Burst!

A throwing knife pierced his back shell, and the colorful crab struggled for a moment, not moving.

In the woods, the silence is terrible.

After a long time, the young youkai muttered to himself, breaking the silence of the night.

"Original...... There really is a dream killing technique. ”

"Of course, so, listen to me, an old man. Although I don't fight very well, I have a lot of experience. The elder of the same clan looked proud, in fact, he didn't know whether there was a dream killing technique, he had also heard about it, and at that time, like this young monster, he was full of disbelief.

However, everything is fine, this human called Ghost Cry is really powerful, allowing him to regain the majesty of his elders.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been disrespectful to you before, let alone robbed you of females. ”

Listening to the apology of the juniors, the old monster stroked his beard and smiled.

The zombies on the side pricked up their ears, heard this conversation, felt that they had heard some great news, and thought for themselves. It's worthy of being a beast monster, and it's really messy. The wolf clan is like this, but what about the snake clan?

The thought of seeing a group of snakes wrapped in a ball not long ago made him shudder, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

After two more assassinations, the assassins, without exception, all went to the hometown of Ghost Cry to report. A group of youkai no longer dared to make other moves, and the number was a little less.

Early in the morning, Ghost Cry and the big black horse took advantage of the fog and hurried away after shaking off a group of monsters.

Ghost Cry sat on the back of the big black horse, and the hat was pressed very low, covering a pair of eyes with dark circles.

He is not a big dark horse, a heartless goods, he really slept all night, so he was in good spirits.

Last night, he really didn't dare to sleep to death, even if he slept lightly, he only squinted a little in the second half of the night.

Don't look at what he said, I wish those monsters would come and kill him, but it was a cowardice in my heart.

With care in this world and enjoying the happiness of being alive, he doesn't want to die so early. What's more important is that he can die at the hands of the old demon of Montenegro, or he can die in the hands of Zhenyuan Daxian, but he died in the hands of such a group of monsters, how embarrassing it is to say it!

In this way, Devil Cry and the group of youkai are entangled, stopping and stopping along the way, occasionally hitting the blade with blood.

The monsters never found a flaw, and they were shocked by the corpses, and finally retreated one by one.

And during this period, the old demon of Montenegro seemed to be missing, and he never expressed any dissatisfaction with the poor performance of these monsters, even if these monsters gave up chasing ghosts and cried, they never appeared in front of these monsters.

Until Devil Cry passed through a village and reached the edge of Black Mountain.