Chapter 81

Old ghost hunter, no, it should be said that he was a legendary Ghost Hunter... Nie Xiu.

When he heard from Yilin that he had abandoned his real name for many years, his turbid eyes suddenly shot two fine Mans.

Like electricity, like frost.

Sharp and cold.

"How did you know?"

A few seconds later, without waiting for Yilin's answer, Nie Xiu continued to say to himself: "ten years... Does anyone outside remember me, Nie Xiu?"

Yilin smiled but didn't speak.

No answer.

Guess, guess, guess?

He couldn't tell Nie Xiu that when he understood the "killing skill", a will was very considerate to expose Nie Xiu's little secret?

The more Irene didn't say it, the more Nie Xiu mended his brain by himself.

Nie Xiu was livid and looked at the smiling pan Zhengyi in front of him.

In Nie Xiu's hand, he also held the broken knife used to carve bones.

Pan Zhengyi's hand was also a broken knife.

From time to time, there was still a whisper in Erin's ear.

In the sea of flowers on the other side, the inexplicable feeling made Yilin feel uncomfortable all over.

It's like dragging him into endless madness.

Even in the surrounding air, there was a cold chill.

Gloomy.

This ghost fog mountain is a little strange.

Perhaps as the other shore flower shows, it is at the junction of yin and Yang.

Living people here... Shouldn't stay long.

"Who is Nie Hongxiu?"

Yilin raised his head and suddenly asked.

Nie Xiu was silent.

Close your eyes.

A moment later, Nie Xiu was shocked.

A terrible momentum swept the sea of flowers.

The petals on the other side of the sky form spiral styles and rise in the air.

Finally, behind Nie Xiu, he condensed into a ferocious skeleton!

Around Nie Xiu's right eye, green veins appeared faintly.

When he reopened his eyes, his right eye had turned blood red.

It's like... Ghost!

At the same time, the broken knife in Nie Xiu's hand lit a black flame.

Not only did the flame not emit a hot temperature, but it made the temperature on the top of the ghost fog mountain drop sharply.

Nie Xiu spoke again, but his voice became erratic and hoarse. At first glance, it sounded like an evil ghost returning from hell, emitting boundless evil thoughts.

"No one can escape from this mountain..."

"This is a cursed place..."

"Everyone has to die."

Pan Zhengyi suddenly stepped back.

"Yo?"

Pan Zhengyi chuckled and his eyes lit up.

"Ha ha, fun."

Pan Zhengyi's right hand shook, and the broken knife in his hand also lit a black flame.

Nie Xiu's pupil contracted slightly.

"How dare you..."

Nie Xiu was a little surprised in his cold eyes.

Pan Zhengyi didn't talk nonsense. He moved. He directly carried the broken knife with "special effects" and killed Nie Xiu.

Nie Xiu smiled coldly. Facing pan Zhengyi's attack, he was awe inspiring and fought directly together.

Dang Dang——

The speed of the two people was faster and faster. In the sea of flowers, countless petals were raised. Gradually, it was faster and faster to make it more and more difficult to distinguish their actions.

In Yilin's eyes, it seemed that there were only two black flames, one touch was divided, and then touch and divide again.

Suddenly——

A human shadow flew out towards Yilin.

Spitting blood.

One arm soared into the sky.

Was cut off!

Yi Lin's face was expressionless and slowly stretched out his hand.

When the figure flying upside down was about to hit Yilin, it stopped abruptly about 10 cm away from Yilin's palm.

Then he fell to the ground.

It's Pan Zhengyi!

Pan Zhengyi's left hand was broken shoulder to shoulder. There was even a black ghost fire burning on the wound, and no drop of blood came out.

The ghost fire corroded the shoulder fracture. Pan Zhengyi was sweating, his face was white, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Huh?"

Yilin's palm waved on Pan Zhengyi's shoulder, and the Black Ghost fire suddenly went out.

Hiss——

After the black flame was extinguished, pan Zhengna broke his shoulder, and then he hissed out to bleed.

After Nie Xiu cut off pan Zhengyi's arm with a knife, he didn't stop. Without saying a word, he stepped step by step towards Yilin.

The body moved, but Sheng ran out of a road in the sea of flowers, and countless petals were rolled behind Nie Xiu by the strong wind!

Yilin lost a "ghost oil" card to pan Zhengyi.

I don't have time for too much.

Because... Nie Xiu has killed him fiercely.

Very fast.

"From now on, let..."

"Hum!"

Nie Xiu snorted coldly, swept his right hand, and the fierce wind pressure swept away where the broken knife passed, raising a large flower petal to hide his figure.

Erin's pupils are miniaturized.

Unexpectedly, Nie Xiu saw the weakness of [suffering].

1、 There is a singing process.

2、 Must be within sight.

"Although the old man is old, he has rich combat experience."

An accident flashed in Yilin's eyes, but he was not too surprised and frustrated.

Plagued by misfortune is not a completely unsolvable skill, and there are always times when people see flaws.

As an apostle, there are many and complex skills. It is impossible to travel all over the world in one routine.

Nie Xiu's eyes were cold.

The red right eye, like a ghost, glittered with blood.

The petals in the sky covered not only Yilin's sight, but also Nie Xiu's sight.

But

No problem.

Nie Xiu has remembered the position of Yilin.

"Boy, you are too young."

Nie Xiu had some regrets. The boy learned the "breathing method" he had understood for ten years at a glance. He was a genius.

But... In any case, this boy can't dig out that "thing".

Otherwise, his ten-year arrangement and efforts will be in vain.

"Die!"

It's a pity.

Nie Xiu sighed silently.

Nie Xiu's body moved. The ghost spirit was like the wind. He broke the knife in his hand, and the black flame soared. With a knife, he cleaved to the end of the petals on the other side of the sky.

That's... Irene's position!

Hiss——

The black blade tears the void.

The petals in front of the two people were forcibly cut into a gap.

Each petal on the other side, slightly stained by the black flame, withered and withered in an instant.

"What!"

Suddenly, when Nie Xiu cut the petals and saw the two tombstones, he was shocked.

There——

Empty!

Only two solitary graves!

Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi's grave!

"Escaped?"

Nie Xiu's pupils suddenly shrunk. The next moment, he looked into the air.

Under the bloody moon, Yilin floated in mid air, standing proudly on his back.

Behind it is the blood moon.

Nie Xiu opened his mouth wide.

Yilin smiled in mid air.

At the moment, Yilin's posture is like a god stepping on the moon.

Palm... Press down.

……

……

In another part of the fog forest.

It's getting dark around.

Li Changge and Wen Manni took off their sabres and put them aside, snuggling together.

There seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere.

No one knows how the foreplay is.

In short, the speed is very fast.

The ground was littered with wheel marks.

"Song song..."

"Nini..."

"Song song ~"

"Nini!"

"Ah!"

Winmanny was flushed and her legs were together.

Li Changge's eyes also showed a trace of confusion.

The closer they get.

Suddenly——

There was a sudden tremor on the ground!

Boom!

In the distance, there was a loud noise!

From... Ghost fog mountain!

As soon as the earthquake rang, the two people sitting on the ground trembled.

Like a deer hit with seven meat and eight vegetables, winmanny stood up and hurriedly arranged her clothes.

"Er... The weather is fine today..."

Li Changge touched his head and said this embarrassingly.

"Ah! No, song, it's getting dark!"

Li Changge seemed to notice that the thick fog around him was stained with blood at some time.

At present

Blood red.

"Go back to the village!"

Li Changge's eyes were frozen, but there was a flash of panic in the depths of his eyes.

He hurriedly thrust the knife on the ground into winmani's hand.

They ran in a panic in the direction of the village.