The devil attacks me every day

Meng Qi'an once sympathized with a knife.

In Huai Ke's mouth, it was refined by evil cultivators with the flesh and blood of living people to seal the soul, an incomparably powerful knife.

He never thought that that knife would be his dearest person in this world, the person he couldn't find in the sea of ​​corpses, and he had a ten-thousandth hope of being alive.

"Sister...I'm Xiaoqian..." He didn't know what he was doing, or even what he was going to say, but kept approaching her, tightly holding onto her dirty skirt that was floating in the air.

Meng Qi'an's eyes were red, and he spoke incoherently: "I'm sorry, I didn't find you, I, I can't find you anymore... I thought... I thought you were dead, I really can't help it, I have to live... I didn't mean to Yes, I want to find your sister..."

"Sister, look at me..."

The teenagers who were in a mess saw Meng Qi'an crying and talking nonsense not far away, because he was crying intermittently, and the words blown by the wind were broken.

Yang Ye, who spit out a few mouthfuls of blood from the boss because of the living corpse, was the most shocked, "Damn it! Mr. Zhao is out of his mind? What is he doing?!"

"He and the monster are on the same team!" Huaijin complained loudly, "Just now Heyu caught the monster, and he played tricks, so Heyu let go!"

Heyu's face was serious, both the living corpse and Zhao Qian were so weird, she immediately summoned the spirit bird to transmit the sound to the master, then stared at Meng Qi'an's back and gritted her teeth: "I knew this guy is not a good person... ..."

Huai Ke didn't care whether Meng Qi'an was a good person or a bad person, he was almost terrified by his deduction: "Hey, hey, can you go away?? A living corpse! This is the only one in Liuhe! Even her master Afraid of her, the living corpse who locked her up! Are you going to chat here till dawn?!"

Pointing to the broken sword in Yang Ye's hand again: "With us alone, it is impossible to defeat her! Are you going to wait to be eaten raw by her?"

Yang Ye was a little unconvinced: "Are you serious?...so many people in the inn have said they have seen a ghost, why didn't they die?"

"Then... that's because they don't taste good! What if this living corpse only eats monks! Besides, didn't you just get hurt?!"

Yang Ye said goodbye, and said in his heart: I owe it to myself, if I hadn't been lying too close to her just now, I was almost stepped on by her foot, I guess I can still live well...

The teenagers here are still arguing with each other, and the woman in white who is hanging in the air lowers her head slightly, and looks at the hand that is holding the corner of her clothes.

The boy's hands were white and slender, with well-defined joints.There is a small round mole in the center of the back of the hand, which is more obvious on the back of the fair hand.

The gray pupils were gradually covered with a layer of living anger, and they blinked lightly.

'found it. '

If she could speak, she would say this.

Although she didn't know who she was and who she needed to find, she had been restless in recent days.She always wanted to come out and take a look, it seemed that there was something calling her nearby.

It might be the young man's voice, it might be his appearance, it might be the mole on the back of this hand, or...

She sniffed.There was a good smell of blood in the nostrils, no one had smelled this smell before, and Dudu suddenly appeared in the past few days, guiding her to travel across mountains and rivers, step by step.

It's the smell of his blood.

"Woo - woo - woo -" There was a faint and simple Xun sound, the sound was muddy and noisy, the sound was sad and faint.

The woman in white's slow thinking head suddenly went numb.

The sound of the xun kept coming, getting closer and closer, with a sense of sadness and sadness.

She tilted her head, and understood the meaning of the xun sound: Grab the boy in front of her.

The boy in front of him?Her gray eyes turned back to look at the boy who was pulling at the corner of her clothes.

Ah, I can't eat it.

She fell to the ground suddenly, Meng Qi'an was startled by her face approaching suddenly, subconsciously backed away, then her hand reached out and grabbed his neck!

"Uh...Ah...Sister..." The pain of being strangled was secondary, because she was so strong that Meng Qi'an couldn't breathe normally the next moment, and the fear of suffocation swept over him in an instant. Let him be completely dragged out of the grief just now.

Sister actually wanted to kill him!

The teenagers who were neither prepared to run nor stepped forward were taken aback by the sudden attack of the living corpse.Huai Ke even raised his finger to point at the wounding corpse and kept lighting it in the air, "Look, I won't let you run away!"

Yang Lin was the first to move.

He leaned Yang Ye in his hand beside Heyu, summoned the spirit sword and threw it straight at the living corpse.The spirit sword aimed in the air pierced the living corpse with precision and pinched Meng Qi'an's hand, with a 'dang' sound, the spirit sword was blown away by the black air on the surface of the living corpse.

Because of the sudden attack, the living corpse also swept its eyes mercilessly towards the bushes where the teenagers were hiding.

Everyone fell silent for an instant.

After all, Meng Qi'an had grown up from a young age, and after reacting from the grief, he began to instinctively save himself.He had studied the meridians of the human body with his master, and holding his last breath, he poked his fingers together at the depression on the lower left side of Meng Zhile's neck.

Meng Zhile, who had already turned into a living corpse, froze, then turned back to the sky and let out a mournful howl. Meng Qi'an, who was right in front of him, was so shaken that he spit out a mouthful of blood, and was thrown flying out.

"Master Zhao!" Yang Lin ran towards Meng Qi'an.

A sense of weightlessness hit Meng Qi'an.

Meng Qi'an, who was supposed to fall to the ground, was mentally prepared to roll on the ground, but unexpectedly, his waist tightened and his body lightened, but the inertia of retreating was stopped.

kindness?He felt suspicious, those dazed children couldn't come to catch him, who was the person behind him who rescued him? !

He was about to turn his head, but one hand pressed his head hard, and then threw his whole body to the ground.

"??"

"what!"

The person who threw him was not gentle, Meng Qi'an fell faster than before, and hit the grass face down hard, almost gnawing on the mud.

"Bah, bah, bah... who is it?!" He didn't care about the pain, and spat out the grass clippings on his mouth, wanting to see which bastard threw him down, when he looked up, he saw a tall black shadow rushing towards Ajie , a pitch-black vine sprouted from his palm, and swept towards the out-of-control elder sister like a gust of wind.

The man in black who trapped Meng Zhile with the momentum of thunder ignored her struggle, turned her wrist, and directly threw her to the ground forcefully, kicking up a cloud of dust on the wide plain.

Although he also vomited blood from the shock, Yang Ye still felt pity for the beauty, his eyebrows trembled, and his face was full of reluctance: "Hey, it hurts so much."

Crowd: ? ?

He Yu slapped Yang Ye hard on the shoulder, almost slapping the young man with another mouthful of blood, "If you can clean up the living corpses like this, you can't tell who is an enemy or a friend—what if Are you going to kill us? Do you still have the time to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

"That's right." Huaijin nodded his head, "Sister Heyu is right...shall we run first?"

"Where is Young Master Yang?" Huai Ke counted the number of people, and one Yang Lin was missing.

"Kapian seems to be going to rescue Mr. Zhao..." Yang Ye answered weakly, clutching his heart.

Huaijin said angrily: "Why did Yang Mian save him! He was talking to a living corpse just now? It's hard to tell if they are in the same group!"

"You can't say that... let's not talk about Mr. Zhao's mystery, whether there is something we don't know about, just look at how hard he was strangled by a living corpse, and it can't be the work of his accomplices..." As the victim The first generation of Zhenfei, Yang Ye felt lingering fear at the thought of Mr. Zhao being strangled and turning pale.

"What about this man? He took Mr. Zhao for a hand, are they in the same group?"

Huai Ke got the truth, "...how do I feel that Mr. Zhao blocked his way and was just thrown down..."

And Meng Qi'an, who was thrown down, finally saw clearly the man just now. He was wearing a black robe and wearing a scorpion on his head, and his stature was much taller than him—this was not the owner of the flamingo's tail in the Qiankun Domain, that strange stall. Lord?

How could he be here?

He was originally curious about his jade pendant, but now it is obviously for Sister A, which is unreasonable, Sister is under the control of others, so she should not have any value to use...

No, not necessarily, he hasn't figured out who is the person who turned Ajie into such a person, maybe the man in black wants to follow the vine, and he is targeting the person behind...

The man in black moved quickly and accurately. A black vine was transformed into something. After Meng Zhile was tightly trapped, the tip turned into a sharp blade, destroying the defenses on her body again and again. Black gas.

Seeing that the black air faded a little after a few strokes, Meng Qi'an was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground quickly, his hands quickly formed seals, several flames slid out from his fingertips and condensed into a fiery snake, rushing towards the man in black , circling up trying to trap him.

"Fighting fire!"

After repeated practice, Meng Qi'an was able to use some small spells without affecting the golden core. Just as a fiery snake appeared, it formed a seal to attract thunder, condensing into a thunder net and covering it directly.

The fire snake tightly wrapped the man from top to bottom, and the thunder net added a protection outside the fire snake.Taking advantage of the moment when the man in black was trapped, Meng Qi'an teleported to Sister A, pulled the black vine and wanted to tear it open.

The black vines did not know what was condensed, but they melted like water in his palm, and then flowed in the air like ink, wrapping around his arm.

The bone-piercing pain exploded after the ink soaked into the skin, not only caused a burning pain in the arm, the ink also turned into a thin needle and went straight to his mind, piercing his spiritual sea with force——

"Ah!" He couldn't restrain himself from yelling.

Meng Qi'an's eyes alternated with white and then black, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes were loose looking at the black boots in front of him.

The black boots were covered with wet grass clippings, and intricate patterns were embroidered with gold thread on the sides.Meng Qi'an's head didn't seem to turn, and after staring at it for a while, he slowly realized that the pattern was a skull with very bad taste.

The author has something to say: Zhuang Nanhai: I kicked my wife, and then I lost my wife

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