On the streets, water is rampant.

Driftwood and corpses floated on the surface of the water, drifting away with the current.

The big black horse stood on the surface of the water and walked slowly. The big mouth is hidden around the neck of the big black horse, and the body is stretched straight, responsible for guiding the way.

Because of its characteristics, it has some contact with Changchun, although it has not been for a long time, but it is enough to make it vaguely feel the general direction of Changchun. With it pointing the way, Devil Cry and the big dark horse will not wander around aimlessly.

Gradually, they arrived in the ghost market. The surroundings are somewhat familiar, but more often than not.

At the pier, a large amount of stagnant water is discharged from here and returned to the lake.

Countless fish monsters are stranded here, originally extremely fierce, but now they can only be slaughtered.

The ghost cried, his heart heavy, and his eyelids jumped.

He caused all of this, most likely because he killed the pillar of flesh. Otherwise, it could not be such a coincidence.

There are not many people in the city, but there are also a lot, this bone city was first put into the water, soaked for a while and then fished out, which directly led to a large number of casualties, and ordinary people almost did not survive.

Although most of these ordinary people have gone crazy, they are still Terrans.

Now the ghost cry clearly feels that the merit has dropped badly, and the sin has risen greatly. Countless unjust souls were entangled, and the resentment on his body was sky-high, and there were bursts of crying and cursing in his ears.

But he can't care about that now, it's important to find Changchun first, if something happens to him, how to explain when he sees the Tiger Daoist in the future!

Even if the Tiger Daoist probably never talked to Changchun at all, he probably wouldn't blame himself too much, but his own heart couldn't get over this hurdle no matter what.

The big black horse suddenly became excited, and galloped wildly.

Ghost Cry was slightly stunned, and saw that there was light shining out of the body of a demon beast in front of him.

"Quick!" the ghost cried, and the big dark horse was faster.

A man and a horse have the same mind, the ghost cries and lies on the horse's back, the long knife is placed flat on one side, and the knife edge is forward. At the blade, the demonic aura is dense, making the whole long knife sharp and unstoppable, even if it is heavy iron armor, it can be cut with one sword.

A man and a horse swept by, and the blade slashed through the flesh and skin of this fish demon beast, pulling out a long line of blood.

The demon beast suffered pain and struggled violently.

The wound exploded, tearing suddenly, the blood mist boiled, the internal organs sprayed thin, and the golden Changchun was also squirted out of the wound.

The monster struggled violently, its huge body smashed into a house, rolled and crushed several large trees, and reached another street.

At this moment, Changchun sat cross-legged, motionless, as if the sculpture was painted with gold paint, emitting a sparkling golden light, smashed hard into the water, and then floated up.

The big black horse turned around and tread water and rushed to it. The ghost cried and bent over, the ape's arms were lightly relaxed, and he scooped up Changchun in one hand.

Big Mouth circled quickly, fixing Changchun to the back of the horse behind Ghost Cry.

"Quick!" the ghost cried softly, and the big black horse knew it in his heart, and quickly walked through the streets and alleys, all the way to the north.

However, the golden Changchun is really dazzling, attracting a large number of monsters to come straight to this side.

Among these monsters, fish demons, corpse demons, and ghosts are the most, and there are few others. Take the whole city to take a dip underwater, not only ordinary people can't survive, but most of the monsters on the shore can't survive either, but as long as they can survive, they are all ruthless characters.

And they are also mixed in with fish demons, corpse demons, and ghosts.

"Put down the baby!" roared the ghouls, either rushing out of the streets or jumping from the windows and rooftops.

Plop Plop Plop ......

Water splashes.

The long knife was like electricity, and in the bursts of knife light, these corpse demons were either cut in two with a knife with flesh and bones, or they were simply knocked out by the big black horse, and they couldn't be intercepted at all.

Demons are flying all over the sky, or they are ugly and can scare crying children. Or they are beautiful and can confuse sentient beings.

They swept over the water, they came out through the wall, they flew down overhead, and in an instant, three layers inside and three layers outside, like ghosts crying.

The bell rang, and the ripples spread in circles.

The bell full of evil thoughts is not very effective for youkai with flesh, but for ghosts without flesh, the restraint effect is simply not too obvious.

Whether it is a powerful ghost, an evil ghost, or a glamorous ghost, when they encounter this unreasonable evil thought, they feel endless pain go straight in, and they immediately let out a miserable scream, and the demonic qi is violent, which directly causes their bodies to become distorted and transparent.

At this time, it was the morning and the sun was high in the east.

The sunlight is slanting over, and the ghosts that can still appear in the sun are at least a hundred years old.

But in the face of the evil thoughts spread by the ghost cry through the bell, he still couldn't resist it, and he collapsed at the first touch, screaming and fleeing in all directions, and fled without a trace in the blink of an eye.

It comes and goes fast, and everything seems like a dream.

Zhu Dafu stood on the roof, indifferently looking at the ghost crying on horseback and treading water, carrying a big scary black butcher knife in one hand, and Zhu Dagui's bloody pig head in the other.

It's really stupid to wear a hat in such a place, and the view from above is directly obscured.

But he didn't know that the hat was the destiny of the ghost crying. Anything can cover the vision of the ghost crying, but the hat can't.

A bloody pig's head was thrown from the roof and smashed into the rushing water, splashing several feet high.

After doing such an immoral thing as throwing objects from high altitudes, Zhu Dafu jumped up, slid down the sloping roof, and when he reached the eaves, he stepped on the tiles with one foot, jumped down, raised the butcher knife with both hands, squinted his eyes, and slashed it down.

Devil Cry and the big black horse galloped forward, and with their speed, when the knife was completely cut off, Devil Cry's head would hit the edge of the knife.

All this was calculated by Zhu Dafu. He looked at the glittering golden Changchun, and a happy smile appeared on his face. I didn't expect that after killing my rival, I would be able to bump into such a treasure. It's just a little regrettable, I just don't know where Zhu's second sister-in-law was washed by the water.

However, when it comes to distance and timing, Devil May Cry is more proficient than him.

Playing long and short is what Ghost May Cry has always been good at.

The arms are stretched out, and the long knife is raised, like a spear.

Before the butcher knife touched the ghost crying, the long knife had already taken the lead in touching Zhu Dafu.

The sharp knife entered the flesh, and the thick fat was completely irresistible, and it was easily penetrated, allowing the long knife to penetrate deeply.

The ghost let out a low roar, and the blade of the knife slammed upward.

A burst of blood light shot out, and most of Zhu Dafu's entire abdomen was torn open.

didn't stop for half a minute, leaving behind a series of splashes, and the ghost cry and the big black horse wind swept past this side.

When they had already run more than ten steps, Zhu Dafu smashed into the water, and what he held tightly in his palm was the big and terrifying butcher knife.

At the moment, he is not dead.

It was just a sharp pain that made him unable to move, his body smashed into the water, and a sentence kept echoing in his mind: "It would be nice if the knife was longer!"

When he surfaced, the wound exploded, and this time the heavy blow completely killed Zhu Dafu, and he stared at his eyes unwillingly after all.

If the knife were longer, it would be fine.

This kind of thought, he is by no means the first, nor is he the last, many opponents who died under the Devil Cry knife have thought so.

A pig's head floated over, with the same round eyes and the same unwillingness. The two pigs' heads just looked at each other and floated into the distance together.