Ghost Cry originally planned to go home first, recuperate from his injuries, and then go on the road with the big black horse to hunt down that damn bastard Liu Dabao.

However, I didn't expect that fate was wonderful.

In the bamboo forest, the ground is full of withered yellow bamboo leaves. The breeze blows, the bamboo leaves fly, and there is a leisurely artistic conception.

"Lalalala......" Liu Dabao, who was dressed in a Taoist robe, appeared in front of Ghost Cry, looked Ghost Cry up and down, and after seeing the pale face under Ghost Cry, the corners of his mouth turned up: "This time, Your Excellency must have had a good time!"

The ghost cries silently, and the bell shakes and rings slowly.

Liu Dabao's pupils shrank slightly, and then the smile on his face became more and more crazy: "Do you know that since childhood, this is the second time that Poor Dao is so eager to kill someone. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of brushing around.

The wind was strong, and the bamboo leaves were swept up in the air, dancing wildly. The bamboo poles sway from side to side, and the branches collide with each other. However, the main source of sound is not the friction of bamboo leaves on the top of the head, but from the surroundings.

One after another, mountain spirits, large and small, appeared in front of Ghost Cry. They were very short, not one of them reached the height of a man, all of them were about four feet, and they were of the height of the mountain spirits.

"Do you think ......" Ghost Cry finally spoke, "They, will be my opponents, right?"

"Naturally not one, not ten, not a hundred, but what about a thousand, plus me?"

The corners of Liu Dabao's mouth curled: "Your injury is not light, recently, it's not good, is it almost dead?"

The ghost cry fell into silence again, the corners of Liu Dabao's mouth curled higher, sure enough, he is the pride of the sky, and everything that stands in his way will perish. This was true of his previous master, and the same is true of the current Ghost Cry.

Thousand-headed mountain spirits, he naturally doesn't have so many, only two or three hundred. However, his luck was as good as ever, this time he was lucky enough to run into a powerful demon beast, which was not much worse than the big bat he encountered last time.

Rumble!

The earth suddenly cracked, and a bloody mouth opened wide, rushing out from the bottom up, from the soles of the devil's crying feet.

It's a big, cylindrical bug, and the moment it rushes out, it engulfs the devil crying.

"Sure enough, it's that easy. Seeing the ghost crying and being eaten, Liu Dabao laughed weirdly.

Then, the smile froze.

Ghost Cry appeared behind him, and his body was covered in blood.

I don't know when, he has been stabbed more than ten times.

Bloodlight, blooming!!

Like a blooming red lotus.

"You've got a lot of things to save your life. The ghost cried and sighed, Liu Dabao, who should have turned into a pile of minced meat, stood aside vigorously, and where he was originally was, there was a straw man, a straw man covered in scars.

The straw man shattered to the ground, Liu Dabao stood to the side intact, cold sweat broke out, looked at the ghost and cried, and asked incredulously: "When?"

"When the monster rushed out. ”

Ghost Cry stared at Liu Dabao without blinking, and Liu Dabao smiled again, he asked, "It's very uncomfortable, right?"

The clothes of the ghost cry began to moisten and bleed.

Little by little, it peeks out of the clothes and spreads on it. The wound on Devil's cry broke open.

His body shook slightly, and his back was still straight, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, pointing straight at the sky.

"Guess, the next knife, you won't die. ”

Ghost Cry raised his left hand and lifted his hat. Liu Dabao saw the ghost's crying eyes, and the feeling of powerlessness once again came to his mind.

Heavy, incomparably heavy from all directions.

Liu Dabao was stiff and unable to move, and he said stubbornly: "I guess, no." ”

Devil Cry strode forward, and the big worm that had attacked him quickly shrank back and burrowed back into the ground. The scabbard slowly spit out the snowy blade, and on the blade of the blade, a cold light shot out.

He drew his sword, and drew it slowly.

The knife was too long, and the posture of drawing it should be ugly, but he was so pleasing to the eye, and his arms were so stretched.

Choke!

Long knife, unsheathed.

Ghost Cry just took the last step, raised his hand, and waved his knife. There was a slight sound of breaking the air, and Liu Dabao's head fell in response.

"Unfortunately, you guessed it. ”

The headless body splattered with blood, and then fell to the ground in a languid state. The face above the skull was full of disbelief.

He is a child of destiny, and he will never die so easily. However, this is the case.

In the face of the ghost crying knife, he couldn't move. In the face of the dawn of dawn contained in the knife, all the means became a joke.

That's the way it is, one knife, one life. Lost once, broke one.

He, Liu Dabao, this pretentious young man, is now dead here. His luck is not invincible, and in the face of ghost crying, victory or defeat is a matter of a knife. It seems that his luck has not been able to defeat the blade of Devil Cry after all.

"The master won't let you go. His lips opened and closed with only his head left, and then he was completely cut off from life.

The ghost cried and was stunned: "But I didn't expect it to be so simple." ”

recalled Liu Dabao in his dream, and looked at Liu Dabao in front of him, but he was like two people. It seems that the wind and water are used to it, and in terms of temperament, it has dropped greatly. If you let the ghost cry and face that gentle smile Liu Dabao, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to win this time.

The surrounding mountain spirits scattered in a hurry, and they didn't have the courage to face the ghost crying at all.

......

In Yangjia Village, there were not many people left in the village, and most of the rest went to that remote mountain village. There, guarding the food over there. Cai Wei and the big black horse are also there, with the ghost crying uncle and them.

And only a few dozen families remained, staying here to look after their families.

When they saw the ghost crying back, they were stunned.

"Ann boy, are you okay. ”

"It's fine. The ghost replied with a smile, greeted them one by one, came to the uncle's house, and opened the door with the key.

After fasting and bathing, he changed into clean clothes, and then came to the courtyard: "Here it is, the soul returns to the soul, and the earth returns to the earth!"

As he spoke, he took out something that resembled a walnut and threw it on the ground.

As soon as it hit the ground, the thing was gone.

This is the ginseng fruit, it is precisely because of her that the injury of the ghost cry is healed so quickly, and it is possible to kill Liu Dabao powerfully. And this ginseng fruit has also completely withered and shrunk, and it is hopeless.

Most of the injuries are healed, but I still feel a little weak.

After resting at home for two days, my spirit was a little muddy.

In the middle of the night, the door was pushed open, and the cold hand touched his forehead, and then there was a soft exclamation: "It's hot!"

This voice is Cai Wei. The ghost cried with his eyes closed, lazy, and did not open them.

After raising for half a month, one morning, after practicing the knife technique, the sweaty ghost cry finally got rid of the problem of illness completely.

In half a month, a small tree suddenly grew in the courtyard, swaggering in the wind. Ghost Cry looked at the small tree in front of him, and thought of the iron armor of the unjust soul hanging on the wall, and couldn't help but smile.

It's really peculiar, a little treasure, actually got two completely different new lives.

This time, has it come to an end?

No, it's just getting started.