flapping wings

The dagger flew past Qi Ping's neck and pierced into the eye socket of the enemy who was waiting for an opportunity to attack behind him.

Qi Ping turned around and kicked the few people in front of him away, bent down and pulled out the dagger in his eye socket, and flew towards the enemy around Mu Xiaoque, then turned around and continued the fight on his side.

The dagger swished into the man's neck, and a stream of warm blood broke through the rain and splashed Mu Xiaoque's face.

He glanced at Qi Ping coldly, kicked the head of the person in front of him hard, bumped into Qi Ping's back, turned around and continued to kill.

Qi Ping staggered a few steps forward, the sword in his hand pierced into the heart of the man in front of him at the same time, blood splashed everywhere, some even sprayed into his eyes.

He half-closed his eyes and said angrily: "Mu Xiaoque, you bullying bastard, watch your tricks."

Qi Ping turned around and kicked the people around him away several times in succession, and then swished at Mu Xiaoque.

Mu Xiaoque glanced away, picked up the person in front of him with one hand and threw it at him, and at the same time flew to step on another person, kicked down hard, and a humanoid weapon slammed into the crowd.

The next moment, he grabbed the leg of the last person with his left hand, swung it towards the attacking enemy, and swept the sword behind him with his right hand. The sword rested on the side of Qi Ping's neck, and the broken hair fell down. Mu Xiaoque withdrew the sword and said, "Accept!"

The enemy fell to the ground, these two people were still fighting each other fiercely, both were venting their anger, Mu Xiaoque was because of that dream, Qi Ping was because of his own jealousy.

The last enemy fell to the ground, and Mu Xiaoque flew forward and twisted Qi Ping's shoulders and fell to the ground face down. He knelt on Qi Ping's back with one knee bent, and twisted the opponent's arms behind his back, "Will you still make trouble?" gone?"

"Bastard," Qi Ping scolded angrily, "You bully me every day, and now you treat Xiaobao better than me. I know you first. I'm good-looking, nice, and attractive, but you It's a pimple."

"Oh," Mu Xiaoque snorted coldly, "Aside from being good-looking, you are nothing! Eat my flowers, use mine, and even make trouble with me. What is it about you that people like!"

"Which time did you get angry without me coaxing you?" Qi Ping asked rhetorically.

"Which time I was angry was not because of you!" Mu Xiaoque scolded.

Qi Ping was at a loss for words immediately, he gouged out Mu Xiaoque's eyes and turned his head, and after a while he closed his eyes and muttered in resignation: "Okay, it's all my fault, I just fell in love with the wrong person, and I still don't know how to repent, I'm fine now, I was pressed in the ditch by the National People's Congress in winter, and the cold water soaked my skin, like a stranded fish, unable to breathe, but how could the coldness of my body compare to the pain in my heart, ah, ah, ah!"

Xiaobao was dumbfounded listening to him, Mu Xiaoque listened to him moaning endlessly, and as his strength increased, Qi Ping groaned in pain and changed his words quietly: "But if you do something wrong, you should be punished."

Mu Xiaoque let go of Qi Ping's clothes after drying Qi Ping's clothes, obviously not bothering to pay attention to him.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and the rainstorm had turned into a drizzle. Now, the few people were obviously more willing to hurry than to stay in the woods for a while.

Qi Ping stood up from the ground, and wanted to get close to Mu Xiaoque immediately, but he saw violent ripples in the puddles around him one after another.

Perhaps it was the tempering along the way that made his perception of danger upgrade. Before his brain could react, his body had already taken a step back.

In the next second, a strangely shaped witch knife slashed at the position where he was standing just now, and the black shadow holding the witch knife appeared and disappeared from time to time.

"What the hell is this?" Qi Ping shouted, and immediately drew out his sword and stabbed forward, but the sword seemed to be pierced into the air.

He was so shocked that he immediately backed away, and the sword blocked the witch knife that attacked again, making a crisp sound.

"Ghost mother-in-law?" Mu Xiaoque was surprised with a hint of chill. He held the sword between Wudao and Qi Ping, and carefully observed the black film moment.

"This is not human!" Qi Ping stepped forward and tried to attack the ghost mother-in-law from behind, but it was no different from the first time, this thing had no substance at all, and ordinary swords obviously couldn't kill her.

"This is the grievance of inhumans and non-ghosts that was refined by 49 girls for three years," Xiaobao answered the sentence through gritted teeth, and rushed over with a sword in hand, "This thing has disappeared for more than twenty years, and today it turned out to be a grievance." Let us meet."

"You two drag her first," Mu Xiaoque suddenly withdrew from the battle circle, took out a piece of yellow paper from her arms, knelt on the ground, bit her fingertips and concentrated on drawing.

The ghost mother-in-law's target was obviously not on Xiaobao. After Mu Xiaoque withdrew, Qi Ping took almost all of her attacks, but he couldn't hurt her in the slightest.

His horizontal sword resisted the witch knife stabbing at his chest, but the next moment, the force on the sword disappeared, and his whole body lost its support and leaned forward.

At this moment, the witch knife suddenly appeared behind Qi Ping and stabbed towards his back.

Qi Ping took advantage of the situation to dodge, but the witch knife appeared in front of him in an instant, and struck towards the side of his neck.

At this moment, Qi Ping had nowhere to rely, so he could only twist his waist, barely avoiding the vital point, the knife passed by the side of his neck, leaving a bloodstain.

A puff of black air sticks to the wound, presumably the knife is also attached to the ghost mother-in-law's resentment, Qi Ping ignored the wound, let alone noticed the black air.

Seeing that the ghost mother-in-law's knife was about to go towards Mu Xiaoque, he fought her again with the sword.

The ghost mother-in-law's moves are not so delicate, but the troublesome thing is that she can change the position of the knife at will, one second it was on his chest, and the next second it was already slashing at his leg.

Qi Ping could only do his best to protect his vitals, and he inevitably suffered a lot of cuts.

With his horizontal sword in front of him, he resisted the ghost mother-in-law's knife, but at the next moment, his heart suddenly jumped, and his heart was full of irritability, which instantly dug out his spiritual consciousness.

The sword in his hand came out, and Qi Ping took a step back with misty eyes, and the witch knife quickly stabbed towards his lower abdomen.

The blood dripped on the ground, but the knife did not penetrate Qi Ping's body, but was blocked by a palm less than one centimeter away from Qi Ping.

Mu Xiaoque lightly tapped Qi Ping's body, forcing out a mouthful of black blood, and threw him away, "Xiaobao, catch your seventh brother."

Then Mu Xiaoque let go of her palm, holding a piece of yellow paper with strange patterns in her right hand and patted it on the shadow of the ghost mother-in-law.

The bleeding hand smeared a bright red stroke on the yellow paper, and the paper shone brightly, and the ghost mother-in-law appeared and let out a roar.

With luck, Mu Xiaoque slapped the ghost mother-in-law, her fiery true energy chichi burning the resentment that seemed never to be extinguished.

Although he didn't know when he would meet the ghost mother-in-law, he had already made all the preparations for this day.

The villain with a scar disappeared for more than [-] years. Everyone thought that he never continued to do evil, but it was not the case. Five years ago, when he was investigating a case of a missing girl, he discovered the trace of the villain with a scar.

The grievances of those 49 people have grown a lot. It is estimated that many girls have been tortured to death in these years, but due to lack of preparation that time, he ran away.

Since then, Mu Xiaoque searched for capable people and strangers in the martial arts world, and found a master of alchemy, from which she learned how to deal with the ghost mother-in-law.

The most difficult thing to deal with this thing is that she has no entity, so it is almost impossible to kill her with an ordinary sword, and the skill he practiced is the nemesis of the ghost mother-in-law.

The resentment was gradually dissipated, wisps of white air overflowed from the ghost mother-in-law's body, and the wicked man with a scar at the bottom of the valley suddenly opened his eyes.

A moment later, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, dipped in cinnabar in his hand, and began to draw a talisman on his chest.

Every time the talisman was drawn, the face of the wicked man with a scar turned paler, and the colic in his heart seemed to kill him alive.

He looked into the void and begged, "Catch these little bastards and promise me to take me to meet Qianmian."

After receiving a short "hmm", the villain with a scar drew the last stroke vigorously.

There was a loud bang in the mountains, black air exploded in the forest, and the ghost mother-in-law exploded.

The whole mountain seemed to tremble, the beasts buried their heads in the hole, and half of their bodies leaked out, the birds fluttered their wings, trying to escape from the forest.

Qi Ping looked at the location of the explosion in horror, his hands and feet were icy cold, and his heart was suddenly empty, as if a piece had been dug out.

Mu Xiaoque flew out from the center of the explosion, spitting blood, fell to the ground and passed out.

Qi Ping rushed over to pick up Mu Xiaoque, randomly stuffed a few pills in his mouth, and said solemnly to Xiaobao: "Run!"

The one-scarred villain spit out a big mouthful of blood again, looked at the two subordinates standing beside him and said: "Xiao Wu leads people to seal the mountain, Xiao Liu arranges people to search, if you can't catch those three people, you two come to see me!" .”

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Three days later, Qi Ping, two people and an unconscious sparrow were chased all over the mountain like a lost dog. At this time, they were hiding in a lush bush under a soil slope.

Qi Ping's lips were chapped, and he held Mu Xiaoque in his arms, the worry in his eyes couldn't be stopped.

Mu Xiaoque had a fever again, and with no food or water, death was speeding forward.

He raised the water bag and took a sip of the rust-smelling liquid inside, gently squeezed Mu Xiaoque's mouth open, and crossed over mouth to mouth.

Wiping a drop of blood-red liquid from the corner of his mouth, he treasured it and licked it in his mouth, then handed the water bag to Xiaobao.

"Brother Seven, drink some too, you won't be able to survive this way." Xiaobao's eye circles were red, and he didn't reach out to take it: "I'll give you my share."

"Hurry up," Qi Ping said hoarsely, "I'll go hunting at night, so I'm not in a hurry here."

After a while, he suddenly confessed: "When your brother Mu wakes up, don't tell him that I kissed him, he will be angry."

A team of more than a dozen people walked through the forest, making crunching noises as they stepped on the fallen leaves. One of them said harshly, "They should be around here, search separately."

Qi Ping heard someone walking towards them, looked at Xiaobao and did not dare to move, and couldn't help exerting a little force on Mu Xiaoque's hand.

A shadow fell, and the soft soil on the slope fell into Qi Ping's collar. When he looked up, he saw a person standing above his head and looking down.

He withdrew his gaze, scanned around nervously, and suddenly saw a small piece of rag hanging from a bush not far away, the color of which was exactly the same as the clothes of the wood sparrow.

With his heart raised in his chest, Qi Ping reached into Mu Xiaoque's arms to take out the dagger, and caressed his face reluctantly.

Just as he was about to jump out to lure away the enemy, he heard another burst of footsteps.

"Did you find anything here?" The visitor asked, "I see you have been standing here for a long time."

"I tell the master, no... I didn't find out," the man replied, and the sound of footsteps sounded again, sounding farther and farther away from here.

Qi Ping and the others still didn't dare to move rashly. After a while, they heard the sound of going and returning, and they stopped here for a few seconds before leaving again.