Under the touch of the Dark Knight's palm, the entire mountain cult began from the head, and rotted in a miserable state visible to the naked eye. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info {We don't write novels, we're just online text porters.} -'''''The flesh has been so corrupted that it is visible, revealing a pale skeleton.

The things he touched turned into skeletons, and even more peculiar conditions are still being staged!

The goat, which had turned into a skeleton, looked hideous, did not lose its vitality, ran like a living creature, faster than when he had flesh and nerves, like the wind stepping on the mountain, swishing was a distance of several feet, and the joints of the body made a crackling sound with the movement.

The speed of the bone sheep made the Dark Knight secretly frightened, and before he could regain his senses, the former had already rushed to him, his bones and knees slightly bent, making a suitable appearance for him to ride, bleating, because there was no vocal cords and flesh to cover, and his ears were grinding.

At this time, knowing what was going on, the Dark Knight sat on the bone sheep and ran towards the bottom of the mountain, like a gust of wind passing by, and the mountain grass swayed along the way.

The sound of horns filled the entire street. The crowd crowded both sides of the street, happily looking at the eight-person bridal sedan chair that slowly passed by. The bridegroom was a white fat man, dressed in a black suit with a flowered hat on his head, and bright red paper flowers hanging obliquely on his chest. He rode a tall horse, and the joyful notes reached his ears, and immediately made a touch of excitement and excitement rise in his heart.

In the sedan chair sat his bride, the woman he had admired since childhood. As a man who is a groom, his family is rich and desired, and he has produced a powerful wolf power from generation to generation, and his grandfather is a wolf general.

For the sake of this beloved woman, he tried all his best, starting from her parents, and heavy money and careful care were the magic weapons for his success. The hard work paid off, and finally let him marry this woman as he wished.

In the sedan chair, the young girl, her beautiful face is washed with tears, revealing a helplessness and complexity. The man she loves is just that man, but because that person's identity is not accepted, for the sake of her parents' future and the interests of the whole family, she has to give up this poignant love.

Although she has no way back now, and she can't turn back, a touch of sadness rises in her heart, and she faintly hopes that the man can suddenly stop all this, but she can't bear this result!

The sound of crackling, like a sharp substance, the sound of pounding on bricks, came from far and near, and it did not sound like a sure sure thing about the noise of the street and all the noise, and it was subdued by Pingping.

An indescribable sense of tension made all the movement quiet for a while, and the eyes of Qi Brushing were projected to the end of the street, and a strange man, riding a bone sheep, stood there, posing to stop the sedan chair.

The people on the street began to whisper, and some of the attentive and talkative people even screamed: "Isn't that the terrible man, who has never come down since he was banished to the barren mountain, but who else will there be besides this smell of rot?"

"Could it be that the matter between him and this woman is not a rumor, it is true, then today is a marriage robbery" A more penetrating and straightforward voice fell in the crowd like incitement.

The tall man with the big horse, his fat face jumping, his anger rising with his gloomy face, the jujube red giant horse, with its front hooves raised, screamed.

Seeing this rival who made him feel angry and scared really appeared here, becoming an obstacle to his plot, anger and humiliation, so that he was not cowardly, and the anger that rose in him armed his simple and dry brain.

"Jean, slaughter him for me. The bridegroom waved his hand, his face and eyes gloomy like a black cloud in the sky.

I don't know when the giant moon in the sky dodged, the white clouds disappeared, and the black clouds covered the sky, as if condensing the warning signs of an impending storm!

I think of that terrible white man, and I think of that shocking legend. A man turned the robbers besieging the town into bones and dead corpses with his bare hands, but this redeemer did get an undeserved and even miserable end.

It was his exploits that saved the entire town, so that he was not hanged, but exiled to the Lonely Mountain, and now that the man has returned, he wants revenge, to take what is rightfully his.

The unusual rhythm outside made the woman in the sedan chair, her heart beating like a spring, tremblingly opened the sedan curtain, and in a clear line of sight, she took the figure into her eyes, she put down the curtain, the tears in her eyes flowed again, and the moist eyes were filled, and what kind of situation would be achieved by the things that came down, it was not for her and the people present to predict.

Next should be a storm, a gust of wind blowing pebbles, the best warning. Looking at the lively bystanders, like a torrent, fleeing in all directions, Wuyang's team roared loudly, and the formation was like a galloping horse.

Neither the man on the horse, nor the man on the bone horse, stopped these fleeing men, for what followed was a head-to-head confrontation between the two men, and there was no point in these people staying here except to get in the way.

The bridegroom ordered the charging subordinates, because of the impulsiveness and confusion of the crowd, so that they had to stop their actions, and wait for the waves of these hard things to calm down, and then launch the most violent impact.

The chaotic sound suddenly turned to silence, and suddenly it returned to the chaotic sound, which was the movement of footsteps.

Dozens of werewolves armed with swords surrounded the Dark Knight. Swords, axes and swords, with the sound of breaking wind, fiercely killed the latter.

The smell of decay on the Dark Knight rose to a level that it had never been stronger than it had ever been. The entire surrounding air seemed to be filled with this unpleasant smell.

The sheep stomped on the ground, like lightning, and with a snap, he knocked down a werewolf and dodged a few slashes at them.

With a wave of his palm, black light flashed, and the Dark Knight held a tower-like blade in his hand, shimmering with a dark luster.

The Dark Knight swung the long blade in his hand, and a black beam of light struck out from the blade, quickly forming a half-closed circle of black qi, impacting all around him.

Where the black gas swept by, the werewolf in the attack fell to the ground with a loud sound, and quickly got up, his body was already in a state of semi-decay, and his expression was breathless, as if the dead were resurrected.

These dead and alive corpses, the Dark Knight's wielding recruits, turned and pounced on the others around them, pounced like wolves.

Before, he was still at a disadvantage of not being able to dodge, but in the blink of an eye, the dark knight turned the corner, and these corpse soldiers fought with the enemy to the same level, and surrounded him tightly.

The fat man on the horse shouted, screaming like thunder, rolling through the void, and at this time, the sky and the moon broke through the shackles of the black clouds, and the light shone on the earth again. Under the light of the moon, the fat man turned into a hideous werewolf, dressed in bright armor, and held a long knife in his hand with a cold light. (To be continued.) )

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