Counterattack Xiaoxian

Ji Lingchu talked about his experience after being washed away by the flood, and focused on his encounter with the "Finger-Biting Ghost King".

Qingqiu said from the side: "There are clear records that Qiao Yu has been dead for hundreds of years. Shouldn't he still be able to become a ghost and harm people?"

The saint said: "Whether it is true or not, this evil must be eradicated. Let's go ahead and search for it."

So the group of people walked deeper along the cave wall. Dozens of torches illuminated the road. Everyone was on high alert. The saint pointed at the object in Ji Lingchu's hand and said, "What is this?"

Ji Lingchu showed it to her and said, "I'm lucky. I picked up a gem. Do you want me to give it to you?"

The saint smiled and said: "I don't like these things, you can keep them yourself."

Ji Lingchu put the gem away angrily and was about to speak when a man wearing a mask suddenly passed by at the fork in the road ahead.

This must not be one of our own. The saint grabbed a torch from the Iron Feather Guard and chased after him. He quickly followed.

The forked road in the cave forked again. The two people in front were moving very fast, and soon they could only catch a glimpse of the flames. In the blink of an eye, they were gone.

Ji Lingchu realized that he seemed to be lost. There was no saint in front of him and no Qingqiu behind him. He was confused when he suddenly saw a figure running in front of him, and he was chasing after her.

The two of them walked in tandem, one raised his head to run away, the other lowered his head to chase. After a few steps, the man accidentally fell down and Ji Lingchu was unable to dodge. The two collided and stood up to look at each other, both dumbfounded.

The person being chased turned out to be Fujisaki. The always majestic commander of the Iron Feather Guards was now like a beggar, with rags and disheveled hair, and an expression on his face that was in shock.

"Hey, it's you, why are you chasing me?" Fujisaki was out of breath.

"How can I chase you if you don't run?"

Fujisaki gasped: "You won't believe me if I tell you, I saw a ghost."

Ji Lingchu felt numb after hearing this. He looked around and whispered, "I saw it too!"

Fujisaki came over and said, "It seems like it's not an illusion. The few arrows I shot at him all passed through his body without any harm at all. It can't be anything other than a ghost."

Ji Lingchu thought to himself, is it a ghost?

Hearing that the ghost has no entity and comes and goes without a trace, he hurriedly said: "The saint is nearby, let's go and meet up first."

He thought that the saint had magical powers and could restrain the ghosts, so he and Fujisaki went back to find her.

Turning left and right, they suddenly smelled the aroma of meat. Looking for the aroma, they came to a cave.

There were dead black foxes all over the cave. A bonfire was burning inside, with a skinned fox hanging in the fire. The fat was dripping down, and the aroma of burnt oil overflowed.

The two of them were overjoyed and wanted to get it to eat immediately. No matter who it was, they would have to eat it even if they died.

Unexpectedly, a man sat up from the ground. Ji Lingchu recognized who he was at a glance and couldn't help shouting: "Half a boy!"

The other half of the boy was also in a state of embarrassment, but his tone was still very strong: "Damn it, boy, I brought it to your doorstep."

Ji Lingchu estimated that it would be difficult to escape now, so he might as well be tougher and said: "Forget it, I have said this many times."

The boy hated being looked down upon the most in his life, so he showed a look of resentment and said, "If you don't die this time, I will die."

"So you are half a boy and you want to kill him. Have you asked me?" It was Teng Yan who interrupted. Although Teng Yan was afraid of ghosts, he was definitely not afraid of dirty blood people.

"Quack!" The half-child laughed in disbelief, stood upside down on the spot, stood up again, and struck the two of them with his palms.

Ji Lingchu was knocked away, but Tengsu took the blow and his upper body clothes were torn and swept away.

Teng Gangang's anger surged so hard that the bonfire on the ground suddenly went out, and the cave fell into darkness. Only two hot shadows, one red and one white, were seen fighting each other at high speed, like two swords chopping and slashing. When the battle reached its peak, The red shadows are steaming with heat, and the white shadows are crisscrossed by the wind, entwining together to create waves of violent storms.

Ji Lingchu vomited a mouthful of blood and quietly took out the short knife. He no longer had the consciousness of a practitioner but wanted to stab the dwarf at the right opportunity.

However, the opportunity did not come. Instead, Hong Ying was the first to be unable to hold on, and was kicked by Bai Ying and knocked away with two palms.

Bai Ying wanted to strike again. At this moment, thousands of spiritual lights burst out, like waves splashing in the deep sea, starlight leaking from dark clouds, and the tip of a knife stabbed hard into his palm.

Half of the boys screamed like a night owl.

Ji Lingchu dragged up the vine and ran. As he ran, he felt his feet were empty. The entire ground suddenly collapsed. He fell into the air. After a few flips, he fell into the cold and biting water.

Rocks fell from the sky like rain, and sometimes a huge rock the size of a house stirred up thousands of waves. He quickly hugged the vine and dived into the water.

After resurfacing again, I found that this place looked like an underground lake. There was a large amount of skylight leaking from high in the sky. In the dim light and shadow, I could see a small island on the lake, so I swam hard to it.

When they arrived on the island, Teng Yan was still unconscious. Ji Lingchu had no choice but to put him on the ground. At this time, another person swam ashore, but it was the ghost of half a boy who still lingered.

He looked miserable, his face was covered in blood, his legs seemed to be broken, and there was a bloody hole in his right palm.

When the boy saw Ji Lingchu, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Wonderful! Wonderful! I'm afraid this is your fate. You will die in my hands."

Ji Lingchu was really a little confused and said, "Why are you doing this? There is an old saying that a dog that likes to fight never has a good skin. Have you heard of it?"

Half of the boy's mind is now filled with bloodthirsty desire. No matter what you say, he is going to take action as soon as he sits up. However, someone falls on top of his head. He is as fast as lightning. He cannot avoid it and kicks him impartially. Step on his Baihui point.

Half of the boy was frozen in an instant, starting from the fine lines and scars on his face, starting to disintegrate, inch by inch, and recently it suddenly disintegrated into a pile of rotten flesh and bones.

He also didn't expect that his life would come to an abrupt end. All resentment and resentment would disappear with the wind. I wonder if he had any regrets?

Ji Lingchu was also startled when he saw clearly that the person coming was in black robes and had a silver face. He should be the person the saint was chasing earlier.

After the silver-faced man stood firm, he seemed a little annoyed about trampling half of the boy to death, but in the end he only took one more look. He looked up and saw Ji Lingchu carrying Teng Li on his back and escaping to the island.

The island is actually not big. It is bare with no grass or trees, so it cannot hide people at all.

Ji Lingchu didn't know where he could escape, but he must have escaped first out of respect. That man could kill the dwarf with one kick, so one can imagine his skill.

As he was running away, Teng Shu on his back woke up and said in his ear: "You might as well save your strength. That person is in the body-refining realm. He will die if he doesn't try hard."

Ji Lingchu was most afraid of hearing such words. He looked back and saw the silver-faced man crossing a hundred steps in one leap. He was so horrified that he used all his strength to run as fast as he could. He saw two people standing in front of him in the distance.

He was very sharp-eyed and immediately shouted: "Mengmeng, save me!"