Chapter 67: Kitchen Knives

A resentful aura rose from the hearts of the two juniors.

Even those tables, chairs, benches, and even the dust in the room seemed to feel this incomparably resentful aura, and they trembled one after another.

Ping-pong rang loudly.

It's like an earthquake!

After a little shaking, the room was calm again, and the light stopped flickering, and it was dark red and purple!

There were slight ripples on the ground soaked in the blood of the kitchen knife.

Immediately after that, a human head rises from it and slowly rises until it becomes a human being.

A woman.

A woman in red.

A woman in red carrying a bloodstained kitchen knife.

She kept her head down, her long hair blocking the dark red light, so that her expression could not be seen, and her face was dark, which made it even more terrifying.

The face under the shadow must not look good.

Through the back, Xiao San can feel it with his big toes.

The new allies came back from the dead, and the two juniors were not too surprised, except for the secret relief in their hearts, they just felt that this way of appearance was a little shocking.

The momentum is indeed a lot stronger, but in the end, whether the combat power has also improved, the two juniors have no bottom.

But what's the deal with this extra kitchen knife.,I'm sure it's not used to chop vegetables.,It's used to chop.。··· Hell?

The female ghost in red seemed to have read Xiao San's thoughts, because she felt that this kitchen knife was not suitable for her high-end image, and threw it to the ceiling very casually, looking like that, she was throwing a piece of garbage.

In the other hand, he picked up the same bloody axe on the table next to him.

Now, it's finally decent.

After waiting for a long time, the deity junior didn't hear the sound of the kitchen knife falling to the ground, let alone landing vertically as he expected.

Estimating the general direction of the kitchen knife thrown out by the female ghost in red, it was probably heading towards the place where the other junior and the other two people were fighting.

Calculated from the trajectory of the parabola, not to mention a person, even a ghost can't hit one.

But when it reappeared, it had already crossed the back of a slave ghost who was fighting fiercely with the "little three".

The person who was inexplicably stabbed was a slave ghost, and the flaw was revealed in an instant, and another junior took advantage of the momentum to repel it, and a dodge came to the side of the deity junior.

The two sides are once again distinct, five against three.

Only then did the junior who saw what was going on, and secretly said that the woman's heart was under the needle, obviously as if he was throwing garbage, but he slashed someone in the back.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for these human slaves, and they were attacked and assassinated by themselves in front of them.

If you die, you will be stabbed in the back if you become a ghost