Aunt Feng condescendingly looked at the ghost crying in trouble, and the ghost cry stepped into the swamp, sinking so fast that it was no longer above her waist at this time.

Amid the creepy rustling sound all around, countless spiders stepped on the leaves floating on the swamp, stepped on eight slender arthrops, opened their fangs, and crawled towards this side.

Devil Cry tried to calm himself down, and the heavy and soft mud dragged him so hard that he couldn't reach the bottom of the world, and couldn't exert his strength to break free.

And the poisonous spiders in all directions are getting closer and closer, some of them are like white jade, some are colorful, and some are black and fluffy, all of which are violently poisonous at first glance.

With so many kinds of spiders biting on the body, a variety of confusing venom and terrifying doses, even if it is not invaded, it can't bear it!

Aunt Feng's smile became brighter and brighter, and at this moment, the victory was decided.

Ghost Cry closed his eyes, sweat rolled down, and under his skin, the muscles slowly squirmed, adjusting slightly.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout.

The breeze suddenly stopped, all the spiders froze, and the terrifying aura suddenly erupted, and the blinding white light illuminated the gloomy forest in an instant.

This knife, cut the water!

In an instant, a swamp around it dried up. Countless amounts of water evaporated, turning into a white mist that filled the surrounding area.

Aunt Feng looked at the white mist in front of her, and suddenly felt a little bad.

The ghost cried and turned into dry mud, pulled out his body brutally, and then ran in the direction of Aunt Feng like a mad dog.

After a few pedaling back and forth, they rushed to the tree, the white mist broke through, and the embarrassed ghost cry appeared in front of Aunt Feng.

"Sure enough. She said, "You're not that easy to deal with, but ......"

The Ghost Cry long knife stabbed out, and Aunt Feng didn't have time to dodge at all, so she was nailed to the tree with a knife.

She opened her hands and hugged the ghost cry, with a smug smile on her face: "I was prepared!"

Countless spiders broke open her face.

It turned out that the Feng lady in front of her was simply a stand-in for countless spiders wearing a human skin, and on the back of her neck, there were several filaments connected to the surrounding spider webs, controlling her movements.

Sharp fangs, pierced skin.

The severe pain made the ghost cry with bruises on his forehead and sweat profusely. He let out a loud shout, and the long knife that pierced the human skin was like a puff, splitting the puppet that fused with the human skin and the spider in two, and more spiders swarmed out.

"Die!"

Ghost Cry kicked on the trunk of the tree, turned and rushed to another place.

Over there, a giant spider the size of two tables crouched there, covered in green leaves. If it weren't for Devil Cry following the cobwebs to find her, she wouldn't have been found at all.

With the help of branches and trunks, they rushed to that side.

With a single sword, the huge spider was split in two in an instant.

The corpse, split in half, fell from the sky in smoke, and the steel-wire web around it was split in two at the same time, blazing.

In the midst of the fire, the ghost cried and climbed the trunk of the tree with one hand, and the other hand naturally drooped, and his face was ugly.

No wonder he didn't find the spider at first, not because the other party hid it well, but because the spider was an ordinary spider, not a monster, but a strange breed and a bigger one.

This is still a trap!

Devil Cry couldn't hold the trunk anymore and fell from above, slamming it to the ground.

His face turned blue, his hat fell to the side, and he was bitten by a dozen well-cultivated poisonous spiders, even he couldn't bear it.

The poisonous spiders died one after the other and slipped off him, but the fangs were embedded in the skin.

They were carefully cultivated by Aunt Feng, one body, just for such a mouthful. Their mission has clearly been successfully accomplished.

"It's so dangerous!" Overhead, the dense leaves were ripped open by two hands, and the light shot down, and the figure of a woman appeared in front of Ghost Cry.

She is smiling, her upper body is human, and the lower body is an eight-legged spider.

Around Ghost Cry, the spiders that surrounded him in dense circles stopped, and at the same time raised his head to look at the half-human, half-spider woman above his head.

"Feng, Da, Niang!!" The ghost cried word by word, his voice was hoarse, full of weakness that could not be hidden, but he was extremely admired in his heart.

Aunt Feng's methods, he can be regarded as having seen it, one trap after another, showing your scalp numb.

It's really worthy of being a spider spirit, and this is also the most orthodox spider spirit that Devil Cry has ever seen.

Smart and cunning, he likes to sit upright in the net and strategize, and he really restrains fierce people like Ghost Cry, so that Ghost Cry has no strength but nowhere to go.

Looking at the ghost lying on the ground and struggling weakly, Aunt Feng sighed: "You are really amazing, fortunately I am not like Wang Dong's brainless one, I have not underestimated you, otherwise I would really have to be planted." ”

The ghost cried and smiled bitterly: "I really underestimate you, and I always think in my heart, how can a mere mountain monster block my knife." ”

Aunt Feng said with a straight face: "Your sword skills can indeed be proud, I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen a method comparable to yours, even that dead zombie, not good." ”

After saying that, Aunt Feng let out a scream, and countless spiders began to crawl over again.

She was cautious, and even then she didn't come near Ghost Cry, but just stayed on it, manipulating her children.

"But it's okay. Ghost Cry suddenly laughed.

Aunt Feng's brows furrowed, she felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't tell what was wrong: "What's okay?"

"It's good that you just planned to capture me alive, it's okay......" Ghost Cry suddenly pulled out the flying knife on his waist and stabbed himself.

Aunt Feng was stunned for a moment, then her face changed greatly, and she turned her head to run.

I saw that after stabbing myself, Ghost Cry suddenly got alive, picked up the hat on the ground and put it on his head, grabbed the long knife in his hand with one hand, and climbed up like an ape.

On the other side, Aunt Feng turned her head and saw a long horse face, she was stunned for a while, and before she could react, she felt a pain in her chest and was kicked down by the big black horse.

The ghost cried and rose into the air, looking at Aunt Feng who fell, and the volley was a knife.

"How could it be, how could this horse not die?" Before she died, this question kept echoing in her mind, she obviously saw the ghost crying and killing the big black horse, but why......

Bang!

The huge corpse smashed to the ground, the beautiful human head rolled on the ground, and the spiders retreated again and again, at a loss.

Oni Cry threw out his mouth, wrapped his grip on a tree trunk that came sideways, and hung himself in the air. Looking at the corpse below, he smiled slightly: "It's good that I'm more than alone." ”

In the canopy, under the sun, the body of the big black horse is bent into a U-shape, and the two hind hooves are stretched out to the front, supported only by the two front hooves, and the colorful light shines under the front hooves, and the two leaves that are stepped on are slightly undulating.

This flexibility, this balance, is simply against the sky.

This kick was actually kicked by a horse, and how coquettish.

The big black horse's eyes narrowed slightly, a horse's face was very serious, he blew his hind hooves, slowly turned around, returned to normal, raised his head, and his long mane danced with the wind, indescribably lonely.