Before the general changed his career to become a magic stick

The eight living skeletons have all crawled out of the coffin at this time, looking rickety, as if they are about to fall apart with every step, but they are unexpectedly agile and easily avoid attacks from all directions. It can't be hurt at all.

"Step aside!"

Suddenly they heard a loud shout, and everyone backed away one after another. They saw the disciples of the Epee Sword Sect scattered in all directions, one person each standing, surrounded by the living skeleton, all throwing the black long swords in their hands, forming seals with both hands, With words in his mouth, the eight long swords slowly floated up into the air, trembling slightly, with a hidden sound of clanking.

"break!"

As the eight people shouted in unison, the long sword floating in the air instantly transformed into thousands of thorns, like blooming black flowers, and the sword turned upside down, stabbing towards the living skeleton in an encircling manner!

There was no way for the skeleton to retreat, but the moment it was touched by the sword tip, it suddenly turned into a puff of black mist, screaming and rushing into the sky!

The black mist suddenly changed direction in mid-air, and rushed straight to the room of the leader of the Qinglong Gang!

"Come on! Hurry up!"

Everyone was about to chase after them, but they suddenly heard a series of female laughter from nowhere, as clear as silver bells, but at this time it seemed a bit abrupt.

"...Comfortable and Tuotuo, I am embarrassed without feeling, and bark without feeling..."

Amidst the laughter, the woman's singing sounded from far away, the voice was charming to the bone, like sighing or moaning, which made people feel itchy for no reason.

Some people couldn't help but become dazed when they heard it, and their expressions became dazed, and they couldn't even hold their weapons steadily.

"It's a ghost! Don't be fooled!"

Someone who was still awake reminded loudly, everyone came back to their senses immediately, and some who were confused also blushed secretly because of their lack of concentration.

But among those who were not deceived, apart from those like Xu Qinglan who had strong enough concentration, there were also those like Guan Feiyue who didn't read enough, didn't understand what Yan Gui sang, and asked for advice with a puzzled face.

"What is this female ghost singing?" Guan Feiyue asked Shen Buren.

"You will understand in the future," Shen Buren smiled inscrutablely, "experience it yourself."

It's like saying nothing, but Guan Feiyue probably knew that it was definitely not a serious word, so he wisely stopped asking.

Everyone was delayed by the ghost, and when they looked again, they found that there were many living corpses around, some were still bare skeletons, and some were still hanging with rotten flesh that could not fall off. It dangled, and then fell to the ground with a bang. The rotten smell was so strong that it made people sick.And in that dry well, corpses continued to crawl out.

And the woman's laughter and singing just now also changed the tune suddenly, first it turned into a low sobbing sound, then gradually became sharper and sharper, and finally turned into a mournful cry!

At the same time, the living corpses who had been wandering aimlessly attacked the crowd without warning, chasing people, scratching and biting quickly, accompanied by the low growls of the corpses and the mournful cries of the ghosts. , It seems to have come to hell for a moment!

Every part of the body of these living corpses is covered with corpse poison. Once it is stained, it can lead to paralysis and death in severe cases. It is very poisonous.

Guan Feiyue saw with her own eyes that a man who couldn't dodge in time was scratched on the arm, the area around the wound turned black immediately, and the whole arm couldn't move immediately.

Not daring to be careless, Guan Feiyue drew out the Silver Moon Knife without hesitation, and severely chopped off the head of a nearby female corpse.

"Too many! It's not an option to go on like this!"

Guan Feiyue danced with a big knife, but unless their heads were cut off, these corpses were still moving even with one leg dragged.

Everyone had weapons at their side, only Shen Buren was unarmed and was roughly pulled by Guan Feiyue to protect him. Not only did he not panic, but he admired the little general's heroic posture in the battle with intoxication.

"What about master uncle?!" Xu Qinglan's martial arts were much worse than Guan Feiyue's, and it was even more difficult to cope, so she couldn't help asking her elders for help.

Shen Buren had admired Guan Feiyue's heroic appearance enough, and didn't want his little general to work so hard, so he raised his hand lightly, without seeing how he moved, and the living corpses surrounding Guan Feiyue were like exploded fireworks. Qi flew out, silently turned into powder in mid-air, and then floated down lavishly.

Many people noticed the movement on Shen Buren's side, and they all looked at the man in Tsing Yi who appeared suddenly, and easily dealt with the difficult living corpses.

Shen Buren's face remained the same as usual, indifferent to indifferent, and walked to the dry well. All the living corpses trying to get close to him along the way didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. Two steps away, it was like hitting an invisible object. It flew out like a barrier, and then turned into powder.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on one person, with doubts, shocks, admiration, jealousy... Shen Buren seemed not to notice all kinds of eyes, and went straight to the dry well, stroking the edge of the well, After a pause, there was a cyclone rising from his feet, driving his long hair, and then, from the center of the palm, a light blue brilliance spread rapidly to the surroundings, and wherever it reached, the living corpses screamed and melted away!

When the blue light dissipated, the densely packed living corpses disappeared completely as if they had never appeared before. Only the white powder falling like snow in midair reminded everyone what happened just now.

From the time the man in green appeared in everyone's sight to the disappearance of all the living corpses, the whole process took only half a cup of tea.

After a brief silence, people soon surrounded him eagerly.

"Did you see that! That man easily wiped out so many living corpses!"

"It looks like the clothes are from the Yinlian School..."

"When did the Hidden Lotus Sect have such a powerful figure?!"

"I know this person! It's the Dashan Layman who has become famous recently!"

"That's right! It was the same in the inn that day, and the people in Mingwu Villa couldn't beat them..."

All of a sudden, Shen Buren became the focus of heated discussion among the people, and those who were enthusiastic directly got close to Shen Buren.

As soon as Shen Buren withdrew his hand and was about to ask Guan Feiyue for credit, he was suddenly overwhelmed by the crowd. He was taken aback for a moment, and immediately became unhappy. After bluntly dodging a person's arm that was trying to climb up, his face became more and more cold. Seeing that she was about to bear it, Xu Qinglan cleverly forced her way out of the crowd and brought Guan Feiyue to Shen Buren.

Guan Feiyue was pulled all the way in front of Shen Buren by Xu Qinglan, and was pushed over by a palm after a few steps away, and was firmly caught by Shen Buren, hugged in his arms without letting go, his complexion looked a little better .

Xu Qinglan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her arms with a few fellow students and tried to separate the crowd, and said loudly: "Everyone! Everyone! Isn't the most important thing now is the leader of the Qinglong Gang?! The time has been delayed for so long, and I'm afraid we won't be able to save them if we don't pass!"

Only then did everyone remember the purpose of today's trip, and hurriedly dispersed, rushing towards the room where the poor almost-forgotten gang leader was.

When everyone arrived, the scene could already be described as horrible.

Gu Minglang and a group of brothers had been beaten so badly that their noses and faces were swollen, and they fell to the ground and couldn't afford to vomit blood. The leader of the Qinglong Gang was the worst, stripped naked by eight skeletons, revealing his emaciated body. The red rope was tied in a fancy way, and the wrists and ankles were tied together, so that the legs could not be closed together, so they had to open them in shame, and then they rode on a wooden horse.

The wooden horse is not an ordinary children's toy, but a kind of prop for entertainment in the flower building. On the horse's back stands a thick|big indescribable thing. Looking at the riding posture of the gang leader, the horse's back is dyed red. And the trembling body in pain, it can be seen that the chrysanthemum is already disabled.

And those eight living skeletons were having a lot of fun, shaking the wooden horse constantly, and every time it was shaken, the thing nailed into the body of the leader of the Qinglong Gang deepened, causing the stump to tremble continuously.There is also someone playing a pipa and singing pornographic songs with broken voices:

"...There are puckerel trees in the forest, and dead deer in the wild; the white grass is pure, and there are women like jade. They are comfortable and loose, and I feel awkward without feeling, and bark without making me..."

Every time he sang a word, he took a sharp silver needle and stabbed the gang leader's lower body, and the blood beads sprang up and connected together, blooming into a colorful heather.

The scene looked horrific.The strong smell of blood and carrion made some people vomit out.

Although Guan Feiyue was also used to seeing blood and bones piled up on the battlefield, but in comparison, the battlefield at that time only felt sad and sad, and the scene in front of him was as vivid as a torture scene in hell, which was creepy.

"This is how the same thing?"

"revenge."

Shen Buren said calmly, and stepped forward step by step until he came to the eight living skeletons, facing the eight pairs of black holes.

The sound of the pipa and the singing stopped abruptly, and after a while, a woman's voice sounded: "He deserved what he deserved."

"Yes," Shen Buren nodded, "I promise you."

The woman suddenly laughed, the laughter was wanton, with a heart-piercing feeling, she laughed and cried again, and the eight skeletons all turned into fly ash, entwined and drifted away in the air, A chant echoed like a sigh:

"What joy is there in life, and why fear in death? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Once in the world, the red candle tent is warm..."

The sound gradually faded away, and finally disappeared in the wind.

The author has something to say: For scum, you need to be sour

After reading the recent news, I was super angry