The air in the alley was very humid, there was a large patch of moldy green moss in the corner of the wall, and the sound of rain dripping became very clear at this moment, splashing on the concrete floor one by one, blooming countless silvery white water circles.

The continuous drizzle seemed to be endless, Gu Fangyan's vision was completely blurred by the rain, and the sky and the earth seemed to be white, but fortunately, he had walked through this alley hundreds of times, even with his eyes closed, he could go out. So he had been hurrying with his head down, and he was a little upset by the rain.

Before he had taken a few steps, his head hit a hard object, and then a man's strange scream sounded, as if something had fallen to the ground again, making a crisp crashing sound.

Gu Fangyan raised his head in surprise and saw a young man in a black shirt, with dark skin, and the muscle lines on his body were clearly visible in his clothes after being outlined by the rain. At this moment, he was looking blankly at the phone that had been knocked away in the corner, it had slid out for a considerable distance, and it had fallen so hard that the battery had been shaken out and was being relentlessly washed by the rain.

Gu Fangyan bent the corners of his mouth downward, why did he run into anything bad today?

The confusion on the young man's face was quickly replaced by anger, and his expression distorted, looking a little terrifying, "Little ghost, you are looking for death! Don't you see me talking here?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Gu Fangyan nodded and bent over, "Is the phone okay?"

The two looked at the mobile phone not far away at the same time, and the battery next to them estimated that every chip inside was already soaked with rainwater, which was unbearable to look at.

So the two of them withdrew their gaze in silence.

"What do you think?!" The young man was so angry that his face turned green.

"I was wrong, I was wrong......" Gu Fangyan really wanted to cover his face, but he was still holding a large stack of counseling books.

"I'm really-" The young man shook his fist viciously, which frightened Gu Fangyan so much that he subconsciously took a step back, and he didn't know what he stepped on, his feet slipped, and even the person with the book fell to the ground, the water splashed, and all kinds of formula paper sandwiched in the tutoring book flew everywhere, and the rain that spread over immediately soaked it.

Seeing Gu Fangyan's embarrassed appearance, the young man was not very easy to have another seizure, and after snorting coldly, he turned around and picked up his mobile phone, shaking the water droplets on it meaninglessly, "Okay, just be unlucky, stinky boy......"

But before he finished speaking, Gu Fangyan saw that the young man's body suddenly froze, as if someone had pressed the pause button in an instant. Suddenly there was silence all around, and the whole world was wrapped in the sound of rain.

The incomparably capable muscles of the young man's whole body gradually tightened, as if the cheetah was preparing for the upcoming culling, and all the strength was invisibly mobilized and filled the whole body.

Gu Fangyan thought to himself that the sky was going to kill me! Why did this thing suddenly look like he was going to kill someone? Do you want to be so serious, isn't it just a mobile phone? He wanted to escape, but his legs couldn't use his strength, and his heels were weak, like a prey firmly locked by death, and before the god of death could make a move, the aura of death that came to his face had already knocked him down.

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Won't die...... Won't die......

The young man's heart was beating violently, and it sounded like the leader of a certain tribe had beaten the drum of war on a distant ancient battlefield. He glanced at the stinky boy who was still sitting in a puddle not far away, looking at the dazed face, the expression on the guy's face was as if he was afraid that he would kill him, but he didn't know that he was most likely to die now...... Actually, it's yourself.

An ominous premonition came from all directions, and the only thing he could rely on now was the beastly ferocity of force...... No, he still has one last killer move, this is the first time he's faced his enemy, the mortal enemy of fate, and he doesn't know how long he can hold out. Maybe if you try your best, you might win?

Maybe he still lacks a little courage, but now he has to do his best, only then will he have a chance against the exorcist. He desperately mobilized every force in his body, desperately feeling the air around him, what would the exorcist smell like?

He could only smell the smell of dust, which was unusually clear in the rain and fog.

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I don't know why, Gu Fangyan felt that the person's eyes suddenly changed, and the young man turned back suddenly as if he was facing a great enemy, his gaze fixed on the end of the alley. From his eyes, Gu Fangyan saw vigilance and irrepressible ...... Fear.

In the next moment, the young man's muscles swelled violently, almost tearing his clothes. His pupils turned dark blue, as if in the next second, a demon from hell would tear open his body and break out of his cocoon and be reborn.

It's over, it's over...... The body does not listen to the command at all......

Gu Fangyan heard the faint sound of footsteps behind him, very rhythmic, like a heart beating slowly.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he saw the young man laughing hoarsely, laughing so ugly, like crying, "Are you here to kill me?"

"yes. A long dark gray trench coat swept across Gu Fangyan's cheeks, and when he looked up, the back looked a little thin, but it was so majestic at this moment. The huge black umbrella was no longer in his hand, replaced by a long, narrow hilt.

The trench coat agitated with the wind, mixed with a drizzle.

The sky had completely darkened at this moment, and the endless dark clouds enveloped everything overhead, and dull thunder whispered in the depths of the clouds.

The young man's body was still slowly expanding, and the bones in his muscles made a muffled sound like breaking, as if firecrackers were bursting one after another in the water, and wisps of murderous aura overflowed from the mountain-like body.

The young man in front of him was like a black hole at the moment, gushing out an endless gust of wind, with a strong smell of blood.

The young man threw his backpack away, holding the handle of the knife in one hand. Quietly staring at the ...... in front of him Ghost.

Gu Fangyan stared at the long knife in disbelief, why would anyone use such an ancient weapon in these years, what about your limited-edition brand machete, are you a fire mist warrior?

But the young man suddenly rushed over, without a word of nonsense, and his trench coat agitated and made a hunting sound.

The young man also roared at the young man, his muscles tense like a dark rough stone, his body exuding an astonishing heat, and the rain on his body immediately evaporated into a white mist and dispersed with the wind. He also began to sprint, causing a large splash under his feet.

Gu Fangyan gently covered his head, big brothers, are you two very familiar with each other? Is it necessary to cross each other without saying a word when you first meet? What the hell is going on in this world?

The long knife unsheathed like lightning, cutting through the rain curtain, and the blade emitted a breathtaking cold light, and the blade slashed through the air with a clear "buzzing" sound. But the young man actually greeted the blade directly with his flesh, he reached out and grabbed the oncoming knife edge, and forcefully touched it, but no blood gushed out, but black yin qi, as if the black smoke was endless.

The young man's blow was as sharp as the wind, and he could completely cut the steel pipe, but he blocked it with his palm!

The young man swung his fist hard at the young man's chest, and the latter drew his knife and retreated, a hurricane-like fist wind rushed towards his face, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and the knife stabbed into the young man's ribs fiercely, and with a forceful push, the young man's center of gravity was unstable and began to retreat, and the long knife slowly broke through the flesh from the ribs and then stabbed out of the back.

But the young man roared again, and more power poured out of his body, and he allowed his long knife to pierce his body, and struck him like a brute bull, and the young man immediately let go of the hilt, and rolled on his side to avoid his impact.

The young man's huge body slammed into the wall, and suddenly the stone brick wall was knocked out of a huge hole. He pulled out the long knife from his chest with all his might, and at the same time more black mist overflowed, the wound slowly healing, the bright red tendons re-intertwining and merging with the bones.

"You damned exorcists!!" the young man had lost his mind, and he threw his long knife at the young man, the blade swirling into an arc that almost sliced through the air, and the young man couldn't dodge, and a narrow cut was made in his arm, and soon red blood oozed out. The long knife was inserted into a stone slab behind the young man's feet, and the gravel was splashed everywhere.

"We might really damn it. The young man turned and grasped the hilt of the sword, which was so deep that it took him great strength to pull it out, and when he turned again, the young man stood quietly, his eyes shining with doubt and confusion.

It's like a pet abandoned by its owner for no reason.

"Sometimes I think you ghosts are really pitiful, and you have to do nothing wrong, but you have to be hunted down by us endlessly. He suddenly smiled softly, with a hint of bitterness and loneliness, a long bronze knife in his hand, a trench coat, and his dark hair shiny and slippery from being wet.

"But you are ghosts, you should belong to the underworld, if you settle down a little......" He slowly moved his fingers back along the back of the knife while raising the knife over the top, and the center of gravity of his body shifted slightly downward, this offensive posture is a bit like the "positive eye" stance in Japanese swordsmanship.

"You won't lose much. ”