Chapter Seventy-One: A Thousand People and a Thousand Faces

On the long dark street, an old man walked up, with white hair hanging down his shoulders, carrying a cane, with an ugly appearance, and a machete behind his back, which was very large, like a door panel.

As I walked, the thick clouds moved away.

A touch of moonlight fell, illuminating the long street.

A red sedan chair appeared in the shadow of the moon, coming from a distance unhurriedly.

The ugly old man raised his head, his eyes suddenly shrinking violently.

The red sedan chair swings rhythmically up and down.

However, around the red sedan chair, there were no sedan chair bearers!

The red sedan chair floated in mid-air and floated over.

The ugly old man's eyes opened slightly, threw away his crutches, untied his machete, grasped the hilt with both hands, and rushed out.

Rumble!

In an instant, a silver-white sword light suddenly shone in the night!

It's like a volcanic eruption, like an earthquake and tsunami, and more like a huge meteorite falling from the sky.

A machete, as huge as a door, rolled up a storm of destruction in the long street.

The indescribable huge slashing power was vented, and the red sedan chair was vulnerable, and it exploded in an instant, tearing into countless pieces like rags.

Boom!!!

In the next moment, a hand reached out from the broken red sedan chair, grabbed the five fingers as white as the root of an onion, and firmly caught the huge machete blade.

The wind swept by, and a figure appeared in the shadow of the moon.

Like a bride, wearing a red hijab on her head and a big red wedding dress.

Even though the light was dim, it was still difficult to hide the scarlet red wedding dress on the bride's body.

The old man's eyes trembled slightly.

I saw that on the big red wedding dress, there were embroidered with delicate flowers in full bloom, and the petals of each flower were layered on top of each other, which was intricate and endless, and beautiful.

But if you look closely, you will find that that one petal is a human face, and the skin of those people is constantly twitching, showing different expressions.

Joy and sorrow, crying and laughing.

There are also hideous twists, violent and vicious.

It's terrifying.

This old man is none other than Su Changan, who has become a game character, and when he sees those faces at this moment, he can't suppress the great fear in his heart.

You must know that Su Changan has experienced a hundred battles and killed more than 100 evil heads, and his courage is beyond the reach of others.

He's been for a long, long time, and there's no trembling feeling.

The evil head in front of him is not only terrifying, but also seems to have the ability to make people fearful.

Su Changan's heart trembled, his whole body was overly tense, and his movements suddenly became sluggish.

The bride grasped the blade and pushed forward.

The machete pressed against Su Changan, forcing him to retreat with his feet on the ground, his heels sinking into the stone path, and plowing a deep ravine.

Su Changan's eyes erupted angrily, burst out with huge strength, and suddenly stomped his feet to stabilize his figure, and then used his frenzied force to press down the machete, forcing the bride to lean back.

"Die!" Su Changan turned the machete, broke free from the bride's shackles, like picking up a 100,000-pound hammer and slammed it into the bride's raised hand.

Bang!

The furious blade slammed into the bride's green jade hand again, making a piercing loud sound, and the bride's arm snapped off on the spot, but no blood splattered out.

Su Changan heard a crisp click, like the sound of broken porcelain.

This crunch sounded from somewhere on the bride's body.

The bride took three steps back, her broken arm shaking and returning to normal, and an extra pair of scissors in her hand.

The bride played with the scissors, and the wind blew the red hijab to the side, and she spoke, her voice strong with resentment.

"Why would you hurt me?"

Su Changan took a deep breath, his heart was still full of terrifying emotions, and this sense of fear continued to amplify, and he said coldly: "Evil, why do you want to harm people?"

Bride: "No, I don't hurt anyone, I am a gentle and virtuous wife, I am a well-behaved and good daughter-in-law." ”

"If you don't believe me, you'll find out if you come with me. The bride turned, walked to a house, and knocked on the door.

"Xianggong, Xianggong......"

The bride banged on the door.

"Who, who's outside?" A panicked male voice came from behind the door, obviously the evil disaster in Longling City had already spread, and the family was terrified.

The bride said quietly: "Xianggong, I am your wife, open the door quickly." ”

The man behind the door shouted, "My mother-in-law is by my side, where are you from?"

A woman whispered, "Is this man lost?"

The bride suddenly froze, and after a pause for a few seconds, she let out a terrible and resentful roar: "I am your wife, you negative man, who is that woman?"

Boom!

The bride slammed the door with one slap and forced her way in.

Behind the collapsed gate, a middle-aged couple hugged each other tightly, looking terrified.

The bride came to them step by step, raised her scissors, and made an extremely resentful voice: "My good husband, I'm here, you hurry up and leave that woman, leave that woman!"

The middle-aged couple was terrified and screamed in fright.

Seeing this scene, Su Changan picked up a huge machete and slashed at the bride, with a bang, the bride's waist bent fiercely, flew out diagonally, and smashed through a courtyard wall.

Click!

Su Changan heard another sound similar to the breaking of porcelain.

In the ruins, the bride got up unharmed and said viciously: "Why did you prevent me from reuniting with Xianggong? I will kill you!"

The bride pounced, incredibly fast, like a red light, moving at high speed like a meteor.

Disheveled!

With a muffled sound, Su Changan was hit in the back, and the whole person was beaten out, only feeling a hot pain in his back.

The bride has scissors in one hand and a bloody human skin in the other.

"Isn't it fun to skin people?"

Su Changan was furious and licked his tongue.

"Lei Gang's real body!"

Su Changan's whole body was covered with a silver lightning net, and his footsteps were as fast as thunder, and the machete greeted the bride furiously, and the knife fell like rain.

The bride became more and more violent and hideous, hysterical, as if she had a blood feud with Su Changan.

Two afterimages staggered through the air.

A powerful and terrifying force erupted, and the destructive power was incomparable, and the surrounding buildings collapsed in pieces, and the earth shook like a sweep.

The entire Longling City was shaking.

Every time Su Changan injured the bride, she was able to recover quickly, accompanied by a crisp sound of broken porcelain.

At the same time, Su Changan also kept adding wounds to his body, on his arms, legs, chest, and abdomen, he was hit by the bride one after another, peeling off pieces of skin.

Brutally skinned.

It hurts, it hurts.

But the warrior is physically strong, and it stands to reason that such an injury will not be fatal.

However, Su Changan soon discovered that the wound that was skinned by the bride, the blood flowed out happily, and the bleeding could not be stopped at all, and the wound gradually became purple and black, clearly poisonous.

What's worse is that the fear in Su Chang'an's heart was magnified again and again, and then his whole body couldn't stop trembling, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Burst!

The scissors stabbed into Su Changan's chest.

He slowly fell.

"That's it. Su Changan coughed up a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and the bride came to him.

Pull out the scissors, make a circle around his face, sneer, and tear off the whole face.

"Now, you're mine. ”

The bride kissed her cheek, then put it on the red wedding dress and sewed it up with stitches and threads.

Su Changan fell, and before he died, he suddenly discovered something, and his eyes bloomed with a fine light.

......

The raiding party patrolling the streets, a group of thirty people, walked cautiously.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

Su Changan, who fell behind the crowd, gasped for breath, drenched in cold sweat, as if he had fallen into the water.

Death in the game again.

His heart was full of horror, and even when he returned to reality, his whole body still trembled.

"Chang'an, what's wrong with you?"

Li Changqing, who was walking with Su Changan to inspect, suddenly discovered Su Changan's abnormality.

Su Changan cheered himself up, wiped the cold sweat off his face, and said with a faint smile: "It's okay, maybe I drank too much wine at dinner." ”

Li Changqing did not doubt him, and said with a smile: "The amount of alcohol is practiced, just drink it a few more times." ”

Continue to patrol ahead.

Su Changan glanced back at the long street in the distance, silently using Donkey Kong's divine power, stabilizing his state of mind, and dissolving the fear in his heart little by little.

After more than half an hour, Su Changan finally calmed down.

At this time, the fire was blazing in the distance, accompanied by the sound of fierce fighting.

Su Changan and the others turned around and looked at the long street where the incident occurred, and they had inspected there before.

Seeing this, the captain Lin Que shouted: "The evil should be over there, everyone go over together!"

During the inspection, I went door to door, walked slowly, ran back much faster, and arrived in a few moments.

As far as the eye can see, hell on earth.

Entire neighborhoods were destroyed, houses collapsed, fires were everywhere, the ground was pitted, corpses were everywhere, and the smell of blood was thick in the air.

"You see, that's the Iron Sword Gate Du Sect Master, and his clothes are very recognizable. Fang Yuan pointed to a big pit not far away and said.

Everyone leaned over to see that this Dumen master was lying in the pit, the whole person was as miserable as a broken sack, his face was peeled off, and two eyes protruded on his bloody face.

His pupils were engulfed in boundless fear.

Lin Que and the others suddenly changed color, and a great chill appeared in their hearts.

On this night, the crusade team of the Dumen Lord met the evil head, and after a battle, seventeen of the thirty masters were killed, nine were disabled, and four escaped from the battle.