I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]

Even though he is no different from eating food in Ji Zhuo's eyes now, Shen Jimo still hugs Ji Zhuo tightly and refuses to let go. He looks directly into Ji Zhuo's golden pupils, and says word by word: "I am in the world of mortals, Are you persuading me to follow you to cultivate immortals just to destroy me now?"

Ji Zhuo lowered his head abruptly, touching Shen Jimo's throat, but he stopped abruptly when his sharp teeth barely touched the skin.

He pushed Shen Jimo away and retreated again and again, but the chamaejasma in his body refused to let him go, and even became more severe, causing him to roll on the ground in pain, and within a moment, he was covered in residual snow.

Shen Jimo squatted down, stretched out his hand to cover Ji Zhuo's face, and said softly: "Does it hurt? You are a cultivator, so you won't die because of it. Just endure this. When I repel the pack of wolves, I will do it for you." You force poison."

Shen Jimo's hand has clear bones, is white and slender, and is almost transparent under the sun, with only a blue blood vessel that is particularly eye-catching.

For Ji Zhuo, this hand is very attractive. He stared at the blood vessels under the skin, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood flowing in it. He licked his dry lips, and pressed his sharp teeth towards one of the blood vessels .

Shen Jimo didn't speak or move, he just looked at Ji Zhuo with a pair of hazy moisture.

Ji Zhuo's sharp teeth were clearly attached to the blood vessels, and he stopped moving. The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, but at the end, he stretched out his bright red tongue from his sharp teeth and licked the back of Shen Jimo's hand.

Ji Zhuo's tongue was so hot that Shen Jimo's heart tightened immediately, and even felt some tenderness inappropriately.

Shen Jimo breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his eyes and tore off his sleeves, and bandaged Ji Zhuo's shoulder and calf wounds properly.

Ji Zhuo obediently let Shen Jimo bandage him, while the golden color of his pupils gradually faded.

Shen Jimo stood up, called "Ji Zhuo", and walked towards the wolves.

His footwork was extremely fast, in an instant, he had stopped in front of the wolf, with a movement of his fingers, he called out a flute, and struck the wolf's head straight.

The alpha wolf was licking the talisman paper, but at this moment, he hurriedly jumped back to avoid Shen Jimo's attack.

Shen Jimo smiled, flew to the wooden box containing the beauty's skin, looked down at the 21 wolves including the wolf, and said: "This human skin must not be given to you, if you don't just let it go retreat······"

He stroked the green and smooth surface of the flute, and continued: "Otherwise, I'll kill you one by one. It's so beautiful to make a jacket from wolf skin and eat wolf meat!"

The wolf head looked up at Shen Jimo and said: "We were killed by the old Qi because of our beauty. The old Qi hid the skins in this box, and discarded our flesh and blood in the wilderness at will. After the wolves ate our meat, our The soul was entrusted to the wolves, and now we just want to get back our own skin, why not?"

Shen Jimo was taken aback by the fact that this wolf could utter a human voice, without revealing anything on his face, he shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's just that this human skin is too resentful, if you get it, you have to get it every month." Only by killing one person and eating it can we maintain our sanity, I can't just watch innocent people suffer."

"Others are innocent, so aren't we innocent?" The wolf whimpered, with tears streaming down his eyes, and complained, "We were just working in the inn, but unfortunately we were targeted by that damned old Qi, who took us to death. After unconsciousness, dragged to a secret room, blocked the mouth first, and then nailed to the case with a seven-inch-long nail through our limbs. Do you know how desperate we were when we woke up? We struggled and couldn’t , I can’t even ask for death, I can only let the villain peel off his skin…”

As it said, it lowered its head, and even its shiny fur seemed to be dimmed, as if its roots were soaked in despair.

The wolf next to him howled, and the sound stuck in Shen Jimo's heart.

How innocent!

But it has to be removed!

Shen Jimo fluttered, and Fang was about to end the wolf's life, but a silver light shot straight at his face.

Surrounded by wolves, he couldn't dodge in time, seeing the silver light approaching very close.

Suddenly, there was a man who forced Yin Guang back with a sword and stood in front of him.

The man was dressed in blood, his shoulders and calves were tied with willow-yellow satin, and his forearm had a very long gash, bleeding continuously, it was Ji Zhuo.

Holding the "Tired Cloud" in his hand, Ji Zhuo pointed straight at the person who attacked Shen Jimo, turned his head slightly and said to Shen Jimo: "You protect this box of human skin."

Shen Jimo knew in his heart that the cut on the forearm was cut by Ji Zhuo himself, and it should be to force the poison, but the cut is so deep, even if some wolf's poison is forced out, if all the blood is shed, it will be nothing but a corpse.

Shen Jimo stretched out his hand and tore off another part of the sleeve, and bandaged Ji Zhuo up, but the cut was really deep, and in the blink of an eye, the willow yellow part was soaked.

Ji Zhuo glanced at Shen Jimo and said: "It's nothing."

When the two words landed, he flew out and fought with the people who attacked Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo only had room for Ji Zhuo in his eyes before, now he took a closer look at the man who attacked him just now, dressed in gray clothes, although he was a man, his appearance was unrivaled gorgeous, and he was full of resentment when he smelled it carefully - [-] out of [-] Ninth is the human skin of the person killed by Lao Qi, whose skin was taken back at some unknown time.

While he was thinking, four wolves looked at each other and attacked from all directions.

Shen Jimo's flute moved, and the green light pierced the throats of the four wolves neatly, and blood rushed up from the opening in unison, and fell to the ground again, staining the snow red.

There were seventeen wolves left. His eyes sank, and he stood on the wooden box, looking down at the howling pack of wolves.

The seventeen wolves stopped attacking, and only circled around Shen Jimo, all of them had tears in their eyes, and their growls turned into howls, like the wailing of a living person, very pitiful.

As the howling of the wolves became more and more intense, the box under Shen Jimo's feet started to move automatically, and the lid struggled upwards one after another - it should be that the beauty skin inside sensed the breath of the owner and wanted to come out.

Shen Jimo said sharply: "Ji Zhuo, come quickly..."

Before the words landed, he fell down, the wooden box was split into an unknown number of pieces, and the skins of beauties were flying one by one.

He originally wanted to call Ji Zhuo to add another seal, but unexpectedly, it was too late.

Ji Zhuo only had time to cut off a beauty skin after hearing the sound.

In the blink of an eye, the beauty's skin had covered the wolf's skin, and the seventeen wolves turned into seventeen men and women, all of whom were in good shape and appearance.

The man in gray yelled, "Go!"

The 17 people were not interested in fighting, and fled in all directions.

One of the men in Tsing Yi jumped up and jumped into the window of Lao Qi's room.

Don't you want to save that boy?

Shen Jimo followed and jumped into the window, only to see that the man in Tsing Yi slapped Shu Yun's heart, grabbing the boy and going out.

Shen Jimo checked Shu Yun's veins, and then, a flute blocked the way of the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi's kung fu is far inferior to him, but with more than ten moves, he has killed the man in Tsing Yi.

Shen Jimo glanced at the man in Tsing Yi and the shivering young man next to the corpse, and said to Zhang Qing, "Hurry up and invite a doctor!"

Zhang Qing understood and left in a hurry.

Shen Jimo was about to go downstairs again, but the man in Tsing Yi grabbed Shen Jimo's ankle with his last strength, making him unable to break free for a while.

Ji Zhuo is easy to deal with the gray-clothed man, but he is probably useless to kill the remaining 16 people.

There was no delay, and Shen Jimo couldn't, so he had to chop off the Tsing Yi man's hand with a sword.

The arm was broken, but the fingers refused to relax. Shen Jimo struggled to separate the fingers one by one, and then flew down.

As soon as Shen Jimo landed on the ground, he saw eight new corpses lying on the ground. The new corpses had all turned back into wolf shapes, covered with their own human skins. There were still three people fighting with Ji Zhuo, but the remaining six people did not know. where to go.

Shen Jimo didn't go after those six people, but joined Ji Zhuo and those three people in the battle circle.

Seeing Shen Jimo, Ji Zhuo was slightly relieved, and at this moment, one of them had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Shen Jimo blocked the man's attack with the flute, moved his body, and leaned against Ji Zhuo's back, reprimanded: "Ji Zhuo, be more careful."

After bleeding so much, Ji Zhuo's face was as white as paper, but his expression softened a bit. He killed one person with one sword, and said, "Thank you."

Shen Jimo nodded, and the flute moved, cutting the throat of one of them neatly.

The only enemy present was the man in gray.

Ji Zhuo said to Shen Jimo: "Tomorrow is the full moon, hurry up!"

When the full moon is full, it is advisable to kill people and eat them.

If those six people cannot be beheaded today, someone will be killed tomorrow.

Shen Jimo flew out, but after a while, Ji Zhuo couldn't see him anymore.

Ji Zhuo wrestled with the man in gray for more than ten strokes, and finally sent the sword into the opponent's heart.

The man in gray was lying on the ground, unable to move, looking at the blue sky with tears in his eyes, he murmured: "It would be great if I didn't come to this inn... How good would it be if we didn't come to this inn... ..."

After he finished speaking, he passed away and died with regret.

Ji Zhuo stretched out his blood-stained hands to cover the eyes of the man in gray, but his fingers were wet with tears. The owner of these tears was dead, but these tears were hot without knowing it.