"Okay."
When I was shocked by Luo Ze's eyes, Qingyou had already quickly moved the backpack in front of him, squatted down on the spot and began to assemble the remaining two pieces of Guan Gong's knife, and Hu Nanzhen, who was beside him, also quickly took off the long coat he was wearing, and took off the scarf around his neck, folded it and put it in front of Luo Fa's gossip array.
At this time, she only has a dark red silk cheongsam left on her body, look closely, this delicate dress, there are several patterns embroidered with dark gold thread, but the position of the pattern is a little awkward, so I can't take a closer look at this time, look down, the high slit of this cheongsam reaches her thigh, revealing a white leg when she walks, which is quite conspicuous in this night.
I hurriedly shook my head and cleared my head, and I didn't dare to hesitate, the backpack turned to the front of me, took out three charms and sandwiched them between my left hand, put three Qingming fire spells between my index finger and middle finger, and prepared a military solution charm and a five thunder Tiangang spell between my ring finger and little finger, and at the same time I pulled the backpack zipper well, and my right hand also clenched it to ward off evil spirits, looking at the cinnabar shining red on the sword, in this vast night, I also had more confidence.
"Let's go when you're ready."
Qingyou glanced around the three of us, nodded and walked to the easternmost side, only took two steps and turned his head, looked at the strong son's hand, and his face was full of doubts, "What kind of shape are you?"
Hearing this, Hu Nanzhen and I also looked at Qiangzi, only to see that his left hand was half a brick soaked in chicken blood, and he was holding a black donkey's hoof in his right hand, and he also carried his backpack on his chest.
"Let's go, it's okay."
I was about to explain for Qiangzi, but Hu Nanzhen spoke one step ahead of me, only to see her say that she stroked the broken hair around her ears, her fingertips flashed with cold light, and she raised her feet and continued to walk briskly towards the easternmost small door.
Qingyou frowned again and looked at the "magic weapon" in Qiangzi's hand, sighed with a sad face, and quickly followed Hu Nanzhen.
"What's wrong?"
Qiangzi looked left and right, didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with him, and when he asked this sentence and turned his eyes to me, I silently turned my head, trotted to keep up with the two in front, listening to the footsteps behind me, and sighed secretly, I have to stand closer to Qiangzi after a while, after all, even a veteran like Qingyou thinks that Qiangzi's dress is too cold.
Looking back, the easternmost small door is quite inconspicuous, about one meter eight high, about seventy centimeters wide, when I ran to this door, I just happened to see Qingyou carrying a Guan Gong knife and a travel bag on the left and right, squeezing in through this door.
"Hadron, quick, follow us."
Seeing that after Hu Nanzhen and Qingyou entered, they rushed to the northeast of the cemetery without stopping, and I hurriedly turned around and greeted Qiangzi, and flashed sideways into this small door.
At this time, the inside and outside of the cemetery are like two worlds, although the night breeze is colder outside, but before we come in, it can be considered calm, and the inside of the cemetery is different.
From the moment I entered the small door just now, it seemed to be five or six degrees lower than the outside, and the spiritual sense was stimulated by spiritual power, and there was a strong sense in an instant, in the northeast direction of this cemetery, the yin and evil qi at this time was chaotic, although I didn't see the truth, but I felt that those ghosts should be in the melee.
It's really a fight As I got closer and closer, the yin aura in the air was already very strong, even if I had already covered me and Qiangzi with spiritual power not long after I entered the door, I felt that between my breath, the yin aura stabbed my nose and my eyes.
Running quickly, I subconsciously sensed in the direction of the chaotic battlefield, which was still some distance away from us, but with the distance, it seemed that the situation over there was even worse than I had imagined, and while clamping the charm and running that way, I turned back to the strong son with a little worry and asked.
"You're okay, can't you hold on?"
"It's alright, hurry up."
The strong man who was running beside me looked nervous and excited at this time, but in the midst of my inquiry, he even quickened his pace and hurried towards the "war zone".
Turning around helplessly, I looked down at Hu Nanzhen and Qingyou, their speed is quite fast, Qingyou forget it, because I have seen his strength in a park before, it is not surprising that he runs fast, but Hu Nanzhen, who ran not far in front of his side, actually stepped on the sky-high and played the "100-meter hurdle", but she did not cross the hurdle, but the tombstone.
Well, the demon world is really a little different from us.
At this time, everyone can make up for it, a beautiful woman wearing a dark red cheongsam, captivating the country and the city, at this time wearing fifteen centimeter-high stiletto heels, in order to take a shortcut, at the speed of Liu Xiang when he broke the record, maybe a little slower, three steps and one step over the tombstone about one meter and three high, the two long legs of the white flowers, almost occupy all of my eyeliner.
Ahem, no, brother is here to fight.
Of course, what makes me feel the most speechless, except for the pair of top-quality high heels under her feet, is her summer cheongsam that seems to be made of silk.
The three of us, Qingyou, and Qiangzi are honestly running on the main road in the cemetery at this time, and their eyes turn to Hu Nanzhen who is getting farther and farther away from us from time to time, and Qiangzi is running briskly next to me, but Hu Nanzhen's strange behavior may be difficult for him to understand, I saw him look at it for a few seconds, frowning and asking me.
"That, Su Ran, or let's take a shortcut."
"Or don't."
Although I misjudged the question, I rejected him almost without hesitation, not because my buddy couldn't do it, but because of the most basic respect, respect for the deceased in this cemetery.
So, after making this decision, Qiangzi and I naturally arrived at the battlefield a little later than Qingyou and Hu Nanzhen, Qingyou ran really fast, even if Hu Nanzhen took a shortcut, he didn't fall much in the end.
As Qiangzi and I were panting and carrying the guy closer and closer, ready to join the battle, I found that the melee circle in front of me was much more chaotic than I had imagined.
The first batch of hundreds of ghosts that came in before, this time is quite inauthentic, all of them are roaring towards the two ghosts in the center of the attack, because the ghosts have no entity, so even if there are more ghosts around these two ghosts at this time, I can still cover my eyes through spiritual power and look at a little bit.
The two ghosts standing in the middle, although I can't see the appearance clearly, but under the full attack of these ghosts, the movements seem to be calm and easy, I saw that they quickly and accurately blocked the claws of those ghosts, as well as the terrifying fangs, not to mention these, they can still choose the right time, decisive shot, and end the lives of one or two ghosts.
This is the first time to watch the live broadcast of the Hundred Ghost War up close, Qiangzi is a little uneasy, at this time he took the plate brick and the chicken killing knife in his hand, and asked in a low voice with a little trembling.
"I'm rubbing, what are these things?"
"Don't talk yet, it's all a ghost."
I cautiously pulled him back a few steps, and I couldn't help but glance at Qingyou and Hu Nanzhen, who were also standing in the corner watching the battle, and the two of them were looking around in this ghost circle at this time, and they seemed to be whispering something in their mouths.
Looking at their appearance, I suddenly remembered, when I was outside the cemetery just now, Luo Ze told us twice that we must distinguish friend from foe, but in this big circle, except for the four people who came in together, I really haven't found out which of these enemies are friends.
If the answer to this question can be chosen by me, I will not hesitate to choose Zhao Yinyin, don't ask me why, you should understand.
Zhao Yinyin was also standing aside at this time, within two meters of her body in the form of a ghost, no ghost dared to approach, the strange thing is that I looked around, and I didn't find the two men who came in with her just now, could it be that those two people became ghosts like her It's just that among the hundreds of ghosts overlapping together, I really can't find the two men who came with her, but I think that the characters who can sit in Zhao Yinyin's car, whether they are people or ghosts, should not be easy to deal with.
"Su Ran, look."
Qiangzi suddenly touched my shoulder, and with his left hand holding the half of the brick, he pointed to me at the ghosts who were being beaten in a group.
The place where this group of powerful ghosts fought was not in front of Hua Anguo's tomb, but a little further north, and I was about ten meters away from the battle circle, and it was closer to Hua Anguo's tomb than those powerful ghosts.
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So, recalling the events of the afternoon, you will understand that Qiangzi and I are going to be closer to Liu Xiangyang at this time, and at this time, it is unfortunate that this thing is here at this time, and the corpse has changed.
This is the first time I've met zongzi, and to be honest, my heart is really a little trembling.
At this time, Liu Xiangyang's whole face has become pitch black, and he can barely see his slightly blood-colored eyes in the decay, and if you look closely, it seems that his whole body has begun to rot, because the white cloth that originally covered him in the afternoon has long been blown by the wind, and the clothes worn on him may have been corroded into one by one by the black blood on his body, so his unique shape at this time did not even block his key parts.
"What to do, Su Ran" seemed to see that I didn't say anything, Qiangzi touched me again, shook the black donkey's hooves in his hand quite courageously, and said excitedly: "Hurry up and find out where his mouth is, and stuff him with a hoof" ytforiitfreeti0 t1706231537: