The Butcher's Skull contains the killing intent that lingers after the Butcher's death.

After being completely liberated, the phantom incarnation can be stagnated behind the back.

Different from Shen Ji's special move, the butcher's shadow incarnation behind Su Luo can last for quite some time.

"Roar!"

The cruel butcher roared at the red chrysanthemum ghost.

The visible ripples surged out, tearing apart the red chrysanthemum wherever they passed, and the red chrysanthemum road that trapped Su Luo was also shattered.

Su Luo pointed with her right hand, and the butcher's phantom opened its claws to attack the roaring red chrysanthemum sword light.

The wave of brutal killing made the red chrysanthemum ghost show fear halfway. The closer it got, the more terrifying the wave became.

The Butcher was the first to take action, like a dragon crossing a river, Hong Ju's world was disintegrated wherever he passed, and those bright red giant claws cut holes in the illusory space.

The red chrysanthemum ghost demon trapped in the sword light could no longer bear it and began to retreat.

Mu Sang was confused. Why did the attack come back?

Before he could react, he saw the panicked Red Chrysanthemum Ghost Demon letting out a shrill scream.

A sharp claw penetrated its body.

Mu Sang had never seen a sealed ghost look so frightened.

It stretched out its right hand, trying to grab something.

The body quickly retreated, but was grabbed back by the extended claws.

The screams kept ringing out, followed by the creepy chewing sounds coming from the mist on the opposite side.

After a while, the sound stopped suddenly.

Musang wanted to escape, but found that his body could not move.

Looking down, I saw that my legs had turned into wood, and my feet had solidified into roots and dug into the soil.

His body is turning into wood.

The power Mu Sang gained from sacrificing part of his body and soul to the red chrysanthemum ghost demon began to bite him back.

He opened his mouth desperately, wanting to say something.

But as the light of the knife in his hand dimmed, the whole person completely turned into a weird-looking tree.

Countless bright red chrysanthemums grow on this tree.

Immediately after

The tree trunks turned gray, the red chrysanthemums withered, and completely turned into powder and scattered in the mud.

"died?"

Caiyin looked shocked: "Did the captain kill him?"

"This guy has been bitten!"

Su Luo walked to the puddle of ashes in two steps and took out the weird demon knife from inside.

When he pulled out the demon sword, the blood on the blade dimmed a lot, solidifying on the blade like rust.

"The sword is not useless, but the red chrysanthemum ghost demon among them is dead, which is a pity."

Su Luo threw the knife over, and Cai Yin caught it in a hurry.

As a result, the wound on his back was caused, and his bloodless face twitched.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine!"

Caiyin shook her head stubbornly.

Su Luo pulled her in front of her and checked the wound on her back.

"Your wound was prevented from healing by some force and needs to be treated."

"Captain..."

"Let's go, there is a ruined temple nearby."

As soon as he took two steps, the annoying guy stopped in front of him.

"Hey, Brother Dashan, why are you running so fast? I finally caught up with you."

The person who came here looked out of breath, who else could it be if it wasn’t the talkative Zhang Fu?

Su Luo said she didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Hey, Brother Dashan, did you just fight and kill someone?"

Su Luo looked at him expressionlessly: "How do you know?"

He pointed at the top of Su Luo's head. Su Luo raised her head and realized the blood-red word "kill" above her head.

This is a red name that can only be obtained by killing three or more people in a guild battle. It is not surprising.

Su Luo did not speak, but supported the injured Cai Yin to the temple in the small town.

This is a Buddhist temple. During the Three Kingdoms period, Buddhism began to rise. From that time, many new Buddhist temples appeared in the Central Plains.

This situation reached a new peak in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, when many tall pagodas were built.

But now that the war is in chaos, the Buddhist temple has long been dilapidated and no one has taken care of it. The interior is dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.

Su Luo carried Caiyin into the Buddhist temple and came to the side hall. The wound on her back became more and more serious. She must have suffered some kind of special sustained injury. Now it is difficult to walk.

Ah Fei was on guard outside the temple, carrying a heavy hammer like a door god blocking the way of the talkative Zhang Fu.

"Brother, just let me in."

"The master said no one is allowed in."

"Owner?"

Only then did Zhang Fu realize that the fat man with terrifying combat power in front of him was actually a summoned object or a follower?

In the temple, Su Luo was helping to clean the wounds.

It stands to reason that under normal circumstances, the injuries suffered by the nightmare warrior can heal quickly.

This guild war battlefield is different, and it seems to have weakened the nightmare warrior's physical healing speed.

Even if you eat recovery food, only your health will be restored.

"Just bear with it!"

After tearing open the clothes on his back, a hideous stab wound was revealed in front of Su Luo.

Although the large-scale bleeding from the stab wound had stopped, there was still blood seeping out.

In the middle of the wound, there was some strange power entwining it.

Su Luo first cleaned her wound with alcohol and carefully cleaned the dust around the wound.

Caiyin's body trembled slightly, not sure if it was because of pain or shyness.

His cheeks were red and he bit his lip and said nothing.

"Shout out if it hurts, there is no one else here."

She shook her head firmly.

Seeing that she remained silent, Su Luo continued to treat the wound.

This time he poured a bottle of "holy water", which can purify various abnormal conditions.

"Chichichi..."

The holy water fell on the wound like sulfuric acid dripping, and there was a faint black air seeping out of her wound.

Su Luo snorted coldly: "These little devils like to do such shady things."

Caiyin finally couldn't hold it back and let out a cry of pain.

"Just bear with it, you'll be fine soon!"

When the negative power in the wound was purified, Su Luo began to apply medicine and then bandage it.

Su Luo thought that her bandaging skills were good.

But when he touched her smooth skin, it was obvious that she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Don't think too much, it will be over soon."

"Captain, I don't have it!"

She raised her head, her cheeks were already blushing, and she was very shy.

This face with the temperament of a royal sister can easily touch people's hearts. Coupled with the shy expression of pitiful Chu Chuzhong, even Su Luo couldn't help but tremble.

He quickly bandaged her wound and touched her nose awkwardly.

"Do you have any other clothes?"

"Have!"

She carried the torn clothes and lowered her head as much as possible, not daring to look at him.

"The wound has basically been treated and there is no problem. With your physical condition, it should be able to heal completely in a day."

"Yes!" She nodded slightly and smoothed her messy hair.

"You change your clothes, I'll wait for you outside."

With that said, Su Luo stood up and walked out of the temple.

"Captain..."

She hesitated to speak, looking at Su Luo's leaving figure, but she didn't say even a single word.

Holding the corner of his clothes tightly, he was in a daze for a long time, and then he rustled and started to change clothes.

As for Su Luo

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Zhang Fu wrapped in a ball and chain and turned into a rice dumpling.

"Brother Dashan, help me quickly, I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore."

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