When Wang Yingying turned around, he saw that Lao Wang was fighting the tiger's head.

"What's going on?" Wang Yingying asked in a low voice.

Lao Wang said angrily: "This kid is not honest. ”

When Wang Yingying heard this, he scolded in a low voice: "Tiger head, take care of your eyes." ”

Then he said to Lao Wang: "Good fight." ”

The first time he came into contact, he didn't understand the temperament of Devil Cry, but he knew a thing or two from the rumors. This demon knife ghost crying is definitely very resentful, and revenge does not take place overnight, and his personality is violent.

At the same time, he clashed with the Bai family's father and son because of women. This kid has dishonest eyes, and he can't control it when he sees a beautiful girl. If they annoy each other, they can't bear it.

No matter how weak the combat effectiveness of the Song army is, the elite among them is not something they can beat. The opponent can cut down a bunch of elites, and they can also cut them down.

Tiger Head looked aggrieved, he didn't understand why the two uncles, who had always been kind, suddenly became so stern when he played a dart for the first time. But no matter how wronged you are, you can only hold back.

This rain came evilly, it came quickly, and it went suddenly.

Everyone thought that the rain would have to fall for a day and a night, but they knew that it would suddenly stop. Then, the light shone down, and the weather became hot.

I walked out the door and looked at the sun overhead, and it was only afternoon.

Everyone in the Changwei Dart Bureau decided to get back on the road, and Wang Yingying stepped forward again: "Your Excellency, there is something evil here, don't you go together?"

"Nope. Ghost Cry refused: "We are different." ”

Changwei left in a hurry, and Ghost Cry and Cai Wei packed their luggage and got back on the road.

Before leaving, the bell rang softly, and the ghost cried back violently to look at the lifelike stone sculpture of the tiger.

"Big brother ghost, what's wrong?"

"Well, it's okay, here it is. ”

Follow the stone path through dense woods and back to the main road. However, before we had gone far, the fog began to fill again.

Devil Cry's eyes glistened with blood, and anger brewed in his heart. This fog is really endless. Now he can already be sure that this fog is definitely haunted by demons.

"Big brother ghost, something is not good!" Cai Wei looked at the fog that was gradually rising around her and came to Ghost Cry.

Ghost Cry nodded, and then said, "Let's go, let's go back." ”

"Go back?"

"Yes. Ghost Cry opened his mouth, and the four sharp canine teeth rubbed slightly: "That colorful tiger stone sculpture looks very hard, I want to try the knife with it." ”

"This ......" Cai Wei hesitated a little: "Brother ghost, there is a mountain temple." ”

"Mountain Temple?" the ghost cried and sneered: "If what I expected is not bad, the so-called mountain god is already dead." Even if he didn't die, there was something else. ”

Cai Wei was surprised: "How is it possible?"

"It's all for the dove to occupy the magpie's nest, what's impossible. Ghost Cry waved his hand: "Let's go, while the fog is not too thick now, let's go back the same way." ”

Returning the same way, the door of the mountain temple was tightly closed. Obviously, when they left, the mountain temple was still open.

"Pretending to be a ghost. "The ghost cried with a fierce light in his eyes, and the blood spread. He strode forward and slammed his foot on the door.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the two door panels were kicked open.

Ghost Cry strode in, flicked his left thumb, and a bright yellow light spat out from the scabbard, and his right hand, thumb and index finger clasped the bright yellow copper blade, and slowly pulled out the long knife.

The snow-white blade was exposed little by little in the pleasant grinding sound. A cold light flashed at the edge of the knife.

In front of the tiger stone carving, Ghost Cry stopped, threw away the scabbard, held the ends of the handle with both hands, and slowly raised the long knife.

Suddenly, the tiger stone sculpture came to life. In an instant, countless cracks appeared on it, and then, large swaths of stones were shaken off by it.

The demonic aura erupted, and the tiger let out a roar.

The ghost cried with a thrust in his chest and took two steps back.

Immediately afterward, I saw a black and yellow behemoth, which instantly occupied all field of vision.

The bells shook violently, and the rapid ringing of the bells was distracting, as if to herald the arrival of a violent storm.

The ghost cried and looked up, but at some point, his eyes were already occupied by blood.

The behemoth, which had a head and tail of more than three feet, smashed to the ground with a bang, and the figure of the ghost crying was shattered in an instant. A wave of ripples swept away, and dust flew all over the ground.

The big mouth rolled up the scabbard on the ground, and with a "whoosh" sound, it ran out. The big black horse was frightened, and Cai Wei, who was shocked by the demon qi and fell into fear, turned her head and rushed out of the door.

A demonic wind stirred in the house, and the originally broken window paper was smashed to pieces, as if white butterflies were fluttering all over the sky.

Pure evil thoughts, colliding with surging demonic energy.

Ghost Cry with a ghostly aura, suddenly appeared on the side of the tiger. Immediately afterward, the black Sen Sen ghost qi was blown apart by the violent demon wind.

Ghost Cry defended the wind and took a step forward, his long knife raised above his head.

In the raging demon wind, the wind blade hidden in it scratched his skin.

On his hands, legs, and face, he was wounded one after another, and he was cut open by the sharp wind blade, and neat wounds were left on his body.

On the chest, it is the hardest hit area. The robe burst open, and it was instantly smashed, revealing the iron armor of the unjust soul that looked like pieces of fish scales sticking to the body.

In my ears, there is the wail of the iron armor of the unjust soul. On his body, blood arrows shot one after another. In front of him, in the sky-high demonic qi and qi and blood, it was rich blood that was stirring and flowing in the blood vessels. In his hand, blood lines that beat like blood vessels appeared on the body of the snowy knife, and they began to become extremely demonic.

The wounds on his body made the ghost's crying eyes more and more scarlet. The demonic energy in the body constantly stimulates the muscles. The muscles of the arms became more and more obvious, squirming slightly, and they were tense like iron bars.

With a loud shout from him, the sharp long knife split the surging demon wind. In the short, piercing sound of breaking the air, a flame bloomed out of thin air, like a pair of wings, spreading its wings on either side of the long knife.

Outside the mountain temple, Cai Wei and the big black horse suddenly found that the dense fog in front of them seemed to be stirred by a big hand, dancing wildly, quickly thinning.

Then they heard a loud roar, and then with a "boom", a tiger smashed through the wall and slammed into the woods with a string of fluttering beads of blood.

Cai Wei and the big black horse hurriedly rushed back, and saw Ghost Cry standing with a knife, only to see that he was covered in blood and his robe was tattered. The long hair, which had been tied with straw, was scattered and fluttered in the air by the strong wind. His long, narrow eyes shone with a blinding red light, which made people shudder. And the long knife in his hand hung down slightly, and the blade was red. Strangely, the blood was dripping down one by one, and it didn't seem to be affected by the reddish blade.

All around, the walls were covered with marks of sharp blades, and the windows were all shattered. The big bronze tripod was overturned to the ground, and the incense ashes were poured all over the ground. As for the clay statue, it was also shattered, and it couldn't be put back completely. What was particularly conspicuous was the straight trail of blood. At one end was at the feet of Devil Cry, and at the other end was a collapsed wall, which had been smashed open by the tiger.

Cai Wei and the big black horse just wanted to step forward, when an evil thought swept over, and one person and one horse were about to stand on the spot. Looking at the scarlet eyes, one person and one horse couldn't help but tremble, and cold sweat broke out.

Then, the red light in Devil Cry's eyes gradually faded, and slowly, it returned to normal. That invisible pressure also quietly disappeared.

A puff of smoke erupted from the reddened blade, and the blood stains on it instantly dried up due to the high temperature.