It's snowing.

The snow was mixed with the swirling wind, as if it was falling from the clouds torn by the wind, fluttering, jumping, like a fluttering butterfly, like a fluttering poplar, like smoke and yarn.

However, no matter the wind and snow fell, or even the light of the star dome shone brightly, it seemed to become much weaker when it was close to the territory of the Onitsuka tribe, as if it was swallowed by that layer of cold and evil mist.

The light was dim and silent.

Looking through Xiaomei's perspective and senses, the Onitsuka tribe, a primitive tribe that planted trees and built tents, seemed to be shrouded in a layer of pale green smoke.

The smoke exuded a panicked, anxious, and cramped burst of negative emotions, like a powerful spiritual force field of divine beings.

Even with Xiaomei's spiritual will, she inevitably felt fear at this time.

When her fear was transmitted to Tang Jian's heart, Tang Jian could also feel it clearly.

"Master, Xiaomei is afraid of ......"

Xiaomei has entered a state of invisibility and nothingness, as if she is more secure in this state.

But even so, she was still extremely jealous, and hesitated to wander around the outskirts of the silent and strange Onitsuka tribe, and did not go any further.

In the Onitsuka tribe where the green mist force field lingers, all the Onizuka people have turned around after Xiaomei appeared.

A pair of cold and malicious eyes stared at Xiaomei's location, as if they could directly peek through its invisible state and look directly at its form.

They resemble motionless statues of the devil, their thin bodies stiff, and their eyes evil.

Around them, the green mist lingered, twisted and rising, and it seemed that there were once dead croaking spirits roaring and screaming, invisibly enhancing the power of the divine spirit force field.

In the deepest part of the Onitsuka tribe, all the green mist seemed to gather into a turquoise and emerald waterfall, hanging on the hillside, condensing into an evil and vague and hideous facial features, constantly changing, exuding quite powerful fluctuations of evil power, as if to intimidate and intimidate all enemies who dared to approach.

...

"Is that an evil spirit?"

Tang Jian's expression was solemn, and through Xiaomei's spiritual perception, he could clearly feel the strange situations in the Onitsuka clan, which were difficult for him to see with his naked eyes, and he didn't know if it was because he was on the basin.

But in the current situation, if he ventured deep into the Onitsuka tribe himself, if there was any accident, with his vitality level, it would be difficult to kill him from the Onitsuka tribe alone.

Only Xiaomei, who can be resurrected without death, is the only killer weapon she relies on now, and she can try to kill the enemy without risking herself.

...

"Xiaomei, go on, kill a hundred more quacks for me, it's almost enough. ”

Tang Jian simply found a clean place to sit cross-legged, continued to replenish a wave of energy, and gave orders to Xiaomei.

"No...... Master, Xiaomei is afraid, those Smurfs have turned gray, it's terrible, and there are devils in there. ”

Xiaomei was rippling outside the clan, and when she heard Tang Jian ask him to rush the clan, her smoky calves trembled, her little finger bit into her mouth, and she slowly retreated with a frightened look.

"Don't be afraid, don't be cowardly, kill a hundred quacks, and the master will give you another oversized lollipop!"

Tang Jian instigated in the basin.

When Xiaomei heard the oversized lollipop, her body suddenly stopped shaking, and there was surprise in her heart, and her eyes were full of intoxication, "Master, is there really a super-large lollipop?"

"Bigger than you, your net height is only 15 centimeters, I'll give you a super-sized lollipop that's taller than you!"

Tang Jian smiled with a bewildering face.

"Wow!╰(*°▽°*)╯!"

Xiaomei was a little beautiful and bubbling, her eyes were full of stars, and the fear in her heart was suppressed by surprise, and when she looked at the quacks in the tribe, it was like looking at the leeks ready to be harvested, and her little face was full of firmness and courage.

"Babbling ——"

Xiaomei made a starting posture, suddenly exerted force, the calf materialized, the whole body was suddenly extended, the calf kicked the ground, and the ground soil exploded violently.

Her entire leg suddenly turned into smoke and lengthened, and her entire body also turned into smoke in the process of rushing through the air, spinning and sprinting like a spiral, instantly rushing into the Onitsuka tribe.

"Xiaomei's vitality that exploded in this instant must be more than fifty, right?"

Tang Jian felt Xiaomei's strength, and suddenly felt fascinated in his heart.

However, at this time, the card energy and spiritual power in his body also continued to shrink with Xiaomei's offensive, and he hurriedly continued to replenish energy to stabilize Xiaomei's output.

Seeing Xiaomei's petite body rushing into the tribe like a small missile head, she punched directly at a croaker who was screaming and screaming at the same time and rushed up and brandished a stone knife.

Boom –

This is the time!

The faces of the evil spirits like green waterfalls were full of hatred and rage, and the evil and terrifying aura emitted made the twelve Tari tribal warriors far away from the basin all scream in horror.

The evil spirit's face suddenly turned into a torrent of green mist that swept down, slamming into Xiaomei.

"Hiss!——"

Tang Jian suddenly felt imprisoned by a force that was so frightened that his scalp was numb, his thinking was stiff, his consciousness was sluggish, and his soul seemed to be frozen.

The feeling of fear spread from the mind to every corner of the body, the heart seemed to be choked by a pair of big hands, and the whole person seemed to fall into the deep water, almost suffocating.

The aura effect of the Demon Suppression Card fluctuated wildly, like a messy flame in the wind shaking violently, supplying Tang Jian with a weak but constant power to ward off evil spirits.

...

Puff –

The Onitsuka clan warrior who was hit in the head by Xiaomei's punch was killed directly on the spot, and his head was folded in half to the back of his neck, and his forehead and forehead bone were cracked by a small pit.

However, a large amount of green mist swelled out, and when it condensed in mid-air, a petite corpse appeared on the ground.

The skin of this corpse is blue, cold and stiff, her beautiful eyes are wide, and her pretty face is full of sudden horror and fear, as if she was scared to death alive, and as if she has been dead for a long time, she is Xiaomei.

"Lalabi, Lalabi!"

"Lalabi!"

Xiaomei was instantly killed by the evil spirit, and suddenly a group of ghost mound quacks all bowed to the evil spirits that rolled in the air like green mist, chanting in their mouths, all with fanaticism on their faces.

What's more, they approached Xiaomei's side and danced a primitive and crazy dance hand in hand, as if celebrating the enemy's destruction by evil spirits.

The evil spirit's irritable mood also seemed to be appeased after Xiaomei was killed, and even the mood fluctuations were filled with another "arrogant and complacent" emotion, and its spiritual will also deliberately spread to Tang Jian and others in the upper basin.

Buzz –

The green mist expands.

Bursts of evil and cold aura were churning and spreading, and the evil spirit was like a victor showing off to Tang Jian and the others in the distance, showing off his strength.

"Siramoli!"

"Siramoli!"

The twelve warriors of the Tari tribe were all trembling, their strong bodies could not help but retreat, and their eyes were full of horror.

"Whew-"

Tang Jian let out a long breath, as if he had slammed out of the water from the bottom of the water, gasping for breath, his eyes palpitating, and he woke up from the state of being frightened just now.

"Still celebrating, happy too early, right?" Tang Jian's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Almost at the same time.

Xiaomei's corpse, which was surrounded by the ghost mound quacks, suddenly moved, the cold corpse instantly warmed up, the cyan skin returned to normal in an instant, the little pink fist was clenched violently, and the green tendons jumped slightly.

Subhuman Talent - Resurrection!

"Babbling!——"

Xiaomei raised her pretty face suddenly, the princess dress flew violently, and her petite body flew directly up at the moment when her hands were propped up, and in an instant, her hands and feet turned into dozens of tentacles like black mist, twisted and killed, and the moment she was suddenly dispersed, she materialized.

It was like a dozen sharp arrows that suddenly burst out and flashed with sharp light, shooting in all directions, trying to pierce and penetrate all obstacles!

Seven or eight quacks who were still holding hands in celebration and dancing wildly shouted with horrified expressions.

Bang bang bang——!

The sound of a dense blast accompanied by the sound of bones shattering.

The entire Onizuka clan was violently swept into a hurricane, and the evil spirits let out a silent roar of rage......