Truth is facts. If the truth is something close to victory, then it does possess the gore that must be included in the path to reaping the fruits of victory, Bian Yi thought to himself.

Especially, when the illusion is made up of fear in the human heart.

For example, the truth of the spider is still the spider, but it has stripped off a bit of fantasy shell, and its real composition is still the same soul.

Wang Chuli didn't know its bottom yet, when it raised its feet to step on herself, she could only quickly survive in the gap between the claws, but it was still inevitable that she would be injured, when the mechanical spider raised its legs, Bian Yi saw that the sharp blade at the bottom of its raised claws suddenly split into two halves, turning into a pair of scissors, not stabbing but cutting and twisting - but in Wang Chuli's eyes, this big fluffy spider wanted to trample her to death with weight. So she fell to the ground and rolled away, blinded by hallucinations, she thought she had dodged the attack, but her back was still cut by scissors, cutting through her clothes to expose her flesh, and blood flowed out after a squeak.

Wang Chuli felt confused and painful. Such experiences seem to exist in the distant past, and are rare occurrences. Although she was Wang Sunchen's daughter and Wang Liefeng's sister, she had actually been exposed to real danger only a handful of times, and even the basic bloodshed and tears were almost non-existent; But she doesn't know stability and doesn't want to be calm, she can't die until she reaches the Yellow River. yes, how can you die. Wang Chuli gritted her teeth and got up again. This time it's not a joke or a ploy. She was well aware that the wound was a constant wound that would cause her constant wear and tear afterward.

She looked up hatefully, and the anger in her eyes flicked into the eyes of the magpie, who was startled and said, "You...... What do you think I'm doing!"

Wang Chuli sneered vigorously: "It's a pity, you're dead." Even if I can't kill you, when your Royal Highness King Shen sees this scene, he won't let you go. ”

The magpie was stunned, his thin and sunken face showed a confused expression, and he said innocently: "Why?"

He was really stupid, reckless in his actions, and acted entirely on his emotions, so much so that he simply forgot why Lu Shihagi wanted to send Wang Chuli to see Mr. Mu. His brain can only retain memories for a short period of time, and it is easy to get into trouble after the statute of limitations, and it is no wonder that Lu Shihagi is in a hurry, and would rather call a cicada with bad martial arts than a stupid magpie.

Bian Yi turned his head to look at Lin Long and Lin Jingyi, since the illusion was broken, it seemed that it was much easier to dodge the attack, there could be countless bat phantoms, but it was impossible for the meteor dart to carry so much. These meteor darts also had to be made lightly to be able to be manipulated in such a large number that they could be distributed throughout the room.

And that person must be watching all this.

Bian Yi lifted the knife up, the knife edge downward, threw the knife, and reached out to take it after the knife fell, only to hear a "boom" sound, a meteor dart with a large section of fishing line fell in response to the sound, fell into his hand, the cold light flashed.

He looked down and sneered: "No wonder you can't finish the fight, the things that control you are tied up on it." With that, he raised his knife and slashed at the meteor dart coming towards him, slashing it straight through, drawing a snow-white and bright arc on the commanding heights he could reach, and the meteor dart flying towards them fell to the ground with a sharp slash, flying past like a real meteor without a trace.

He grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, looked up at the big hole in the roof, and turned back to the two of them, "Don't move, and don't be afraid, what will happen later." Do you still have medicine?"

"Yes," Lin Long said, handing the medicine jar to his hand, Bian Yi looked at it, and said with a smile, "There are so many? ”

"Use it casually, how effective it is. Lin was stunned, "I hope this thing will be used for the last time." ”

There is an element of anger in this statement. Bian Yi didn't hear the deep meaning, but smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Mu, there are more tricky things to deal with next." ”

With that, he leaned over and picked up dozens of fishing lines that had been cut by himself, smeared some liquid medicine on the edge of the medicine jar, and threw it on the fishing line, turning from translucent white to turbid dark green. He pulled three or four more and threaded them through the small rings three inches behind the blade, and then took the others and tied them to the original meteor darts, and repeated this three or four times until the line and meteor darts were exhausted. This took him a short time, and he was oppressed by Ye Langxing for many years, so that he was quick to do everything when he started. Thinking of Ye Langxing, Bian Yi smiled and said secretly: Ye Da Zhutou, you sent me here this time to find the right person.

Then, he pulled the knife back—the crisp sound of the metal striking like a falling star.

"Although I learned the sword technique," there was a bright light in Bian Yi's eyes, and he raised his head and said, "But my favorite, which I have been pondering for myself, is the nine-section whip." Although this is only five sections, it is enough. ”

After two swishs, the meteor dart rotated with the fishing line, showing a huge circle in front of him, protecting Lin Jingjing and Lin Long, and the meteor darts hit each other with a jingling sound. The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken, the nine-section whip does not need to hit or look for the hitting point, as long as it is fast enough, stable and ruthless enough, even if you close your eyes, you can be invincible, and where you knock down, just such an offensive and defensive integration is enough to have deterrent power. And Bian Yi threw the nine-section whip to the maximum, and the rest of the meteor darts that came were swept into the formation and then broken, shattered into the silver light all over the ground, as if the moonlight was pouring down.

This movement also caused the startled magpie to look here, and he stared at him in surprise like a fledgling, and said, "You guys...... What are you doing? Why did the bats listen to you and bite other bats?"

Lin Long raised his head vigilantly and said, "Did he see a bat? So, he is also in a hallucination like us?"

Bian Yi smiled: "Sure enough." Isn't it a boost to see so many bats attacking us? You see that he is so stupid, if he learns the truth, he will not have to talk about it everywhere? Then, what are their tactics, and how can people be at a loss to start? If you are not smart and have the ability to make medicines, what is the use?"

Lin Long nodded embarrassedly and said, "That's the truth......"

"yes, that's the truth. Lin smiled leisurely: "Look, even close collaborators won't tell each other the truth." Longlong, for your own sake, is always not wrong. ”

Lin Long snorted and said, "However, deception has a price. If you lie, you have to be prepared to be exposed, isn't it, Dad?"

"What's wrong with me......" Lin was stunned, and it was hard to say anything.

"I'm going to start. Bian Yi shook the nine-section whip and said loudly, "Let me see what the troublemakers look like." ”

The cicadas always have a peculiar aroma on their bodies. It's not a natural body odor, it's a result of his own medicine. This kind of smell will appear every time Shocking Magpie goes on a mission with him, lingering faintly, so that Shocking Que always laughs at him for being too sissy, whether he is a person who kills by selling his ass like Lu Shihagi. The cicada always gave him a blank look, and said, you know a fart, this smell can kill, every time I go to kill with you, I am the big head.

"But every time you hide far away, I can't find it, and I don't come out until the fight is over, but every time you invite credit, it's too much. The magpie was dismissive and turned his head unwilling to look at the cicada.

Ming Cicada patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm a disciple of the Mo family, not only have a smart brain, but also a fast mouth, of course I like it." You are clumsy yourself, what can you do, did you say that you won me in front of Lu Shihagi?"

"I ...... Hum. The magpie was puffed up and couldn't argue. Indeed it is. However, Lu Shihagi knew it, but he didn't say anything about it, and he gradually felt that he was being targeted by Lu Shihagi, probably because he said that Lu Shihagi was selling his ass. However, the fact is that the cicada's martial arts are very inferior to him, he doesn't know what the cicada is for, but every time he wants to kill someone, he asks him to go with the cicada.

In this way, the magpie also hates the cicada. They each felt that each other was a big trouble, and they had to stick to themselves, but they had to go together, and over time, they had to be together.

And this big spider is a cicada. The only role of the cicada may be to have this giant spider, which is released when there are people, and it only listens to the magpie. It appeared beneath the trees, on the crumble rocks of the cliffs, behind the rocks of the uninhabited wilderness, it seemed to be everywhere, and every scar made him believe that it was its true deity. The magpie couldn't figure out where it came from, and the huge body stood up little by little, as if it were expanding, from a very small form to a huge giant monster. Its eight eyes looked at itself. It is very willing to listen to him, and it kills people very efficiently, and when the cicada is not present, so the magpie feels that it is born to listen to itself. Bats too. The magpie believes that they were lured by the scent of the cicadas, and they are also very psychic creatures.

Therefore, the ability of the cicada is to summon a huge, extremely lethal legendary creature that only listens to his commands, pointing where to fight, and seeing who kills whom. The magpie asked about the cicada afterwards, and the cicada always said, because I can't control it, of course, the thing to die is to be handed over to you, a stupid melon. And I hate bugs, I hate them to death.

This time, however, the cicada was indeed dead, and the magpie saw his naked body in the snow. At that time, he hurried over, and the closer he got closer, the more he smelled the familiar smell of the cicada, and when he saw the corpse of the magpie, the strong smell filled his nostrils, and the spider crawled out from under him and crawled towards a place, and the magpie followed the direction of the spider to find the location of Mr. Mu. He lurked behind the house and suddenly heard the sound of rustling. The magpie turned back and saw a spider crawling towards him, and then he looked at it, and the spiders were followed by a row of spiders, one by one, the same individual, like ants moving in formation, crawling over one by one, and he tried to count how many of them there were, but he couldn't count them. He was amazed, remembering the little spider that had crawled out from under him when the cicada died. Will the spider get bigger?, he thought to himself. As soon as this thought came to his mind, he itched his feet, and thought that some insect had bitten him, so he raised his other foot and stepped on it, and heard a creaking sound.

The magpie looked down, and the spider was crawling up his feet and legs, and no matter how much he stepped on it, he would not change its direction, and there was more than one, and after the first one had climbed up, the second, third, fourth, and endless whole column of spiders crawled over, from his feet to his calves, to his knees, to his thighs...... For a moment, he thought he was going to become a eunuch. His eyes widened in horror, a bird about to be eaten by a fox. But he didn't dare to shout, and he still had to have this basic quality - the person he wanted to hunt down and kill was in this house.

There were more and more spiders, concentrated on his lower body, and the small spiders behind him were like long sticky spider silk, endlessly spitting out of the snow, surging densely, like the tide rising, drowning the half of the magpie's body in this small itchy surge. When the fine solids accumulate too much, they become a fluid substance. The magpie stretched out his hand to flutter but to no avail. The swarm continued upward, wrapping around his waist, abdomen, chest, neck, and chin...... Before the magpie shouted, the spider's speed became faster, blocking his mouth and nose at once, and then densely rising up, turning into a huge wave to shoot the magpie down the water, the magpie was stunned, only for a moment, there was only one hand left above the water, lonely and helpless like a tower.

The magpie closed his mouth to prevent the spider from crawling in, and he barely breathed, after all, the spider was larger than the nostrils. After holding on like this for a while, the spider actually "soared" his whole person. He floated up from the bottom of the spider's water, and gradually the air penetrated into his lungs, and his pain lessened, as if the spiders were spreading out in an orderly manner as he ascended, or perhaps because he was their "foreign body" to be expelled. His eyes slowly brightened. Passing through the thin layer above his head, he jerked out of the spider-formed water, and began to breathe heavily, taking four or five breaths before lowering his voice.

He saw that the little spiders had merged into one large spider, and now beneath him was the familiar part of the huge spider, with eight eyes already formed, the tan of human eyes, and purring and turning to look at him. The magpie was stunned again, and then the spider's body part pushed him out again, and he simply stretched out his arms and crawled out, the place he touched was already smooth and cold, no different from the touch of the hard shell he usually touched. After spitting him out, he turned around and saw a few small spiders crawling in at the entrance, which quickly filled the gaps, and the last little gap bulged slightly, and then regained its calm.

The magpie slowly stood up. The great spider had been formed, with eight legs like a steel spear, and it opened its mouth and poured blood and saliva into the snow, which made a sizzling boiling sound, and corroded all the way through the sleeping weeds, so that they could not wake up until the next year.

"It was the cicada that told you to come to me. Shocked magpie said in a breathless voice, "In the future, let's mess with me, let's go and kill the person who killed the cicada first." ”

The eight eyes turned around to see east and west, and then it stretched out one leg and climbed against the wall, the fine fur that allowed it to climb up and not fall down. Step by step, it crawled devastatingly, and as it gradually climbed up, the magpie heard a scream piercing into its ears, like spider silk. By the time the spider had climbed to the roof, the screeching sound was even closer, and the magpie looked up to see a swarm of bats flying from all directions, exactly as it had been when the cicadas had been present. This added to his stubborn self-confidence and the sudden burning anger that he was bent on avenging the cicada. The cicada is no longer an obnoxious nuisance who always bullies him, but a companion who fights alongside him. Thinking so, he pointed to the house and whispered, "Go!"

However, at this moment, the magpie was a little skeptical about the authenticity of everything he had come into contact with. All that he had realized, he began to fall and crumble—when he saw bats, which had only obeyed his commands, had been manipulated by this young man in reverse and flew over his head, like a meteor falling to the ground backwards, shaking off the dust from the dark earth and burrowing back into the vast starry sky—into the great hole above his head.

The magpie jumped up and tried to block it. Since these bats are no longer at their disposal, they are no longer their own. Unexpectedly, he just jumped up, and suddenly someone pulled his trouser leg down, he looked down angrily, Wang Chuli panted and raised his hand, shot a bamboo stick from her bow, shot through his clothes, and stopped at the spider's chelicera, there was blood-red venom on the chelicera, and the bamboo skewer immediately began to hiss. It didn't last a few seconds, but it was enough to hold him back.

As the bat swished past, a thick green juice dripped down the magpie's face, and spread out with a snap, splashing into his eyes and nose, and he closed his eyes with a thud, and took a sharp breath, and the bitter smell rushed into his nose and throat, so cold that his head was buzzing. He thought it was some kind of poison, so he quickly reached out to wipe it off, and frantically blew his nose to expel them, but to no avail. He didn't open his eyes, gritted his teeth and lifted his legs, tore off his clothes, and walked straight to where Wang Chuli was. Ming Cicada barely opened her eyes, put her hands around her neck, and said, "You give me death-"

With a bang, a man fell from his side and smashed to the ground with a loud sound!