Chapter 31

Yan Yi's cry is just a subconscious attempt to stop men from using the magic arts. However, he ignores these two big men. At best, they are just the better ones among ordinary people. They are not the opponents of this strange shopkeeper at all!

However, with a gentle move of the shopkeeper's hand, the man who had fallen to the ground and had been sucked out of his essence and turned into a corpse, stood up in a long way, his eyes gray and empty, and reached for his old brother.

Tut... It's really mean to attack the shield with the spear!

"What's wrong with you, brother? Big brother, I'm panghu! " Sure enough, the two survivors jumped and moved among the corpses, and cried without giving up their hearts. They could not do anything about it. For a time, they fell into a deadlock. The shopkeeper who absorbed all the essence turned to smile at the dark place, "is this childe enough to see?"

Yan Yi snorted coldly. He was no longer hiding his figure. He stepped down the stairs and landed on the ground.

"Originally, I didn't want to attack you." The male shopkeeper uttered a faint sigh, "those who I don't know the details should be kept at a distance. However, since you see something you shouldn't see, I can only say that your life is doomed here."

"Oh, with such a big tone, are you God?" Yan Yi coldly smile, "I'm afraid you have that temperament son, do not have that ability!"

As he said this, the folding fan flew out like a white butterfly and ran straight to the man's face. The man was not in a hurry, but was still. His index finger was slightly hooked. He saw a walking corpse moved over in an instant. He was attacked by the folding fan. He only heard a dull sound of "hissing". The white folding fan did not enter half of his head, but there was no trace of blood!

"Tut --"

Yan Yixin knew that he was a difficult opponent. He stepped down and raised the spirit of twelve points, clenched his fist with five fingers, and stepped forward to meet him. Since this man has been controlling the dead, he bet that his close combat skills are not good!

Sure enough, before a set of small catchers was used, the man dodged one after another, but he did not take the move. His fingers were controlled like an iron hook, and the walking corpses revolved among the three.

What's more, no matter Yan Yi cuts off the corpse's arm or leg, even if he passes through his chest, he can't get any real damage: after all, they are "dead"!

But how can the dead move, jump and attack?

Yan Yi naturally knew this truth. Looking at the other brothers trapped in the walking corpses, Yan Yi could not help but say, "stop those walking corpses, and I will meet the dead old man for a while."

Although they were still enemies just now, they could not compete with each other in terms of their lives. Although their martial arts were not so amazing, they still had some brute force. So they stood aside and blocked the other corpses. Yan Yi took the opportunity to jump onto the wooden table, took back the folding fan and attacked the male shopkeeper!

Silver fan was dancing out of the square illusion, pianpianpian, as sharp as a knife, not long ago, has drawn three or four blood on the man!

A strange fragrance mixed with a strange smell of herbs filled the air. The shopkeeper gradually fell into the wind. He was not in a hurry. While dealing with Yan Yi, he asked, "how can you see that I am an old man?"

Yan Yi sneered, "if I remember correctly, what you learned was the method of driving corpses in southern Xinjiang. It's a pity that you don't have the skill to draw gourd ladle. You've learned four different things. As for how to see it, hum, the older people are, the more afraid they are of death, aren't they? I said, dead old man, your whole family has gone to hell. What's the point of not returning to the West early and still killing people here? "

His words were sharp, and the old man even laughed, "what if your parents are dead? What if my wife and children die? To tell you the truth, my youngest son is the first puppet that I have trained. As long as I am young enough to live for a long time, what can I not do? "

Hearing this, Yan Yi was filled with anger. His parents, his wife and children, and the family happiness he had not dared to pursue since he was a child, were willing to destroy them in order to prolong their lives? I will send you to the netherworld now. You can go to hell and talk about the impermanence of black and white for a long time! "

"Hey, hey, hey..."

the male shopkeeper grinned. His face was young but stiff, and looked like a strange wood carving. "Young man, I am inferior to you in boxing and footwork. However, there is an old saying that" two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good tiger is more difficult than wolves. "Do you think that the old man is the only one in such a big Inn

At the end of his speech, he felt a bell that could not be seen from his sleeve. There were words murmuring in his mouth. When the bell rang, there was a low and terrible roar from the originally quiet inn!

"Let's let you see, my officers and men!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, there was a loud noise. Heavy footsteps came from the front door, back hall and side room, and figures gradually emerged in the darkness - no, it should not be human figures, those high or low could not be called "human beings". Their bodies were dark, dripping with stench of corpse oil, and their tattered clothes were stained with blood Soaked and can not see the original color, eyes empty, only a mouth of white fangs opened.Dong, Dong, Dong...

at this time, one of the strong men finally couldn't resist the attack of the walking corpse and was overturned to the ground by four or five walking corpses. The group of non-human and non ghost guys seemed to smell the smell of blood, and their throat issued a low and ecstatic "ho ho ho" sound, and rushed to the two people!

Yan Yi didn't really see such a battle. He stepped back two steps. He heard the sound of sharp teeth tearing up flesh and bones, rudimentary drinking blood. He was excited all over, "do you think you have any help?"

"Oh?" Male shopkeeper laughs a way wantonly rampant, "your helper is that delicate little girl, still say that sick doctor?"

Yan Yi steadied himself, and the field roared, "madam, help! I can't hold on for my husband

Suddenly, the wooden door of the guest room on the second floor opened, and a white figure flew out, accompanied by a giggle like a silver bell. "Now I know to ask for help. I thought your husband was doing things alone! Old man, who do you think is a pretty little girl

She moved with lotus steps, and in a flash she fell into the place where the most fierce corpses were concentrated! Lady! It's not to let you fight with those people, ghosts and ghosts, but to let you and I take this old guy together

Seeing Jiang chenbi's death, the owner of the shop sneered at Jiang chenbi's death. "What a girl who doesn't know the height of heaven and earth... That's a murderous corpse who has been practicing for ten years. If you are determined to die, I don't know how to be merciful to others!"

"Just ten years, do you want to show off?" Jiang chenbi quickly shakes out the red silk thread originally prepared in Yanjing city from his sleeve. A pair of transparent glass like cat eyes suddenly burst out with essence. His ten fingers twined around a knot and drank delicately in his mouth

The red silk thread seemed to be endowed with life by this sound. It was strange to say that the red silk thread wrapped around the neck of the murderous corpse. However, after the blessing of Jiang chenbi, the silk thread with thick and thin hair twisted a dozen murderous corpses without moving!

"Old man, take a good look," Jiang chenbi's ten fingers like green onions and spring shoots clung tightly to the source of the red line, and beamed at the man's shopkeeper. "Look at how your auntie has destroyed these wicked things!"

She points to the ground, suddenly leap up, ten fingers suddenly closed, but see that the original ferocious corpse is bound by the red line more and more tight - finally burst open!

Bang!

Tut -- Yan Yi silently shakes open the white folding fan, can't bear to watch.

It is too cruel, too bloody, too happy.

"You The male shopkeeper's eyes widened and his canthus were about to crack. It was estimated that he would never have thought that his fierce corpse, which he had worked so hard to train, was suddenly destroyed by a little girl who did not know his name!

His hard work!

"Old man, do you have anything at the bottom of the box to open your eyes to my little sister-in-law?" With a smile, Jiang chenbi just had a scuffle, but her whole body was clean, and she didn't even get involved in a bloody filth.

A man is like a trapped animal who is forced to the last place. His throat roars and his eyes are filled with blood. He looks extremely frightening. Yan Yi's heart is slightly awe inspiring. As the saying goes, "if you can't kill you, let him die!" The man sent out a sharp shrill cry, like a black gust of wind general, to the second floor!

"No! Meng is still in it