"Hee-hee-hee~"

Suddenly, a woman's laughter rang out from inside the room, sharp and piercing.

Zhou Wu looked in the direction where the voice came from and took out the long sword from his baggage at the same time.

"Hee-hee~" again, a woman's shrill laughter that was slightly shorter than just now came from another position, but Zhou Wu could feel that the position of the voice was closer, and Zhou Wu was already holding the long sword in his hand at this time, nervously aiming at the source of the sound.

"Hee~" is just a short syllable, but it is more sharp than before, and it doesn't look like a human voice anymore, but like some kind of weird metal rubbing sound. Zhou Wu felt that his position was closer this time, as if it was in front of his right.

Zhou Wu turned the vajra body, clenched the long sword in his hand, and yelled, "Give me death!", and slashed to the right front with all his strength, but it was actually slashed into the air. At the same time, a pair of cold and hard claws thrust into Zhou Wu's lower back, Zhou Wu turned his head suddenly, and such a ghost suddenly appeared behind him at some point.

I saw something that looked like a woman, with white hair and a shawl hanging down to her waist, and at the same time covering her head and face.

When Zhou Wu was about to stab his sword at it, he disappeared out of thin air.

Zhou Wu turned his head to look around, the white-haired ghost thing seemed to have evaporated, and there was no trace.

At this time, Zhou Wu only felt that the part of his back that had been inserted by the ghost creature's claw was burning and painful, and Zhou Wu knew that the ghost creature's claw was actually poisonous.

"Hee-hee-hee~"

The strange woman's laughter came again, and Zhou Wu endured the severe pain again, picked up the long sword and prepared to fight.

"Hee-hee~" another shrill laugh.

"Damn, I don't know where she is. Zhou Wu scolded, picked up the sword and slashed indiscriminately, there was no accident, and it was not hit.

"Hee~" The sharpest laugh came again.

Zhou Wu sensed that the sound was coming from the left front about a step away, and this time he did not attack in the direction he felt as before, but stabbed a sword at the right rear, but this sword was poked into the air again.

The ghost creature actually stretched out two claws from the front right and scratched Zhou Wu's back, leaving two huge openings.

It stands to reason that Zhou Wu, as a martial artist in the skin and bone realm, has strong blood and energy, and the activity of blood is far better than that of ordinary people, if it is bleeding, it is often more than ordinary people, but Zhou Wu can clearly feel that his wound is only three or five drops of blood at most.

The two wounds on his back seemed to be like two whips with a temperature of hundreds of degrees on it, and Zhou Wu was in great pain. Although Zhou Wu couldn't see it, the wound must have been poisoned black

Gradually, Zhou Wu's consciousness became more and more blurred, his body's body temperature dropped rapidly, and his body became more and more weak.

It seems to be planted, Zhou Wu sighed.

Read the file.

Of course, Zhou Wu can persuade Fang Xuejun not to go to the painting boat tonight, at least he can guarantee that he will not go to the painting boat to avoid the risk. But he didn't.

That mysterious ghost thing is indeed weird, in the darkness ordinary martial artists can't grasp its location at all, and the ordinary martial artists who said before Wang San don't have much resistance to these strange things, it's true.

It's just that Zhou Wu is not an ordinary martial artist, he has the door of "storage and reading", and he has the existence of a golden finger against the sky.

Zhou Wu smiled slightly, he already had a way to deal with that ghost.

The biggest advantage of that ghost creature is that its whereabouts are uncertain, but as long as you know in advance where it is about to appear, this biggest advantage is equivalent to disappearing.

Then there is the poison of the ghost thing's claws, which is not a big problem, if it can't attack Zhou Wu's body, it will be ten times more poisonous and useless.

As for the strength of the ghost itself, Zhou Wu came to the conclusion based on the experience of being hit twice that the strength of this ghost thing is not as good as his own, and if he uses Zhou Wu's strength to scratch his waist, he is afraid that his kidneys will be crushed. Besides, if this ghost thing is so powerful, there is no need to hide in the shadows, and it would be good to directly tear Zhou Wu in half with one claw.

Everything is the same as before.

An inexplicable gust of wind blew and closed the door.

Zhou Wu pushed the door and didn't open it for a long time.

Zhou Wu took a breath, thought about it, and did not archive it again.

Although it is possible that he will not be perfect in the face of this ghost thing at one time, Zhou Wu wants to leave a little more leeway for himself. There is only one location for the archive, if this ghost thing has any powerful hidden ability that has not been revealed, or if there are more ghost things besides this ghost thing, it is not something that Zhou Wu can deal with now.

"Hee-hee-hee~" A sharp female laugh came.

Zhou Wu took out his long sword.

"Hee-hee~" The second laugh came.

"Hee~" seems to be an unpleasant sound squeezed out of the throat.

Zhou Wu already knew that the voice seemed to be in front of the right at this time, but the ghost thing was attacking him from the rear.

He used all his strength to run the vajra body, first pretending to face the right front, and then seizing the opportunity to suddenly burst out and slash behind him with all his might, "Die!"

"Woo~!" came a scream that didn't look like a human voice at all.

What looked like a leg was cut off by Zhou Wu's long sword. There is a constant flow of dark green liquid from the incision

Zhou Wu saw the ghost thing that looked like a woman lying on the ground, constantly squirming, very disgusting.

Suddenly, under Zhou Wu's nose, this cloud of ghosts gradually became transparent and disappeared.

Zhou Wu tensed his spirit, ready for its next attack.

"Woo~!" The poignant scream was somewhat like the cry of a baby fish.

Immediately after, the ghost creature just now appeared on the ground out of thin air, only a foot away from the position just now.

It seems that after cutting off the leg, this ghost thing is basically not good, and Zhou Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was not at ease, so he rushed forward and slashed it several times with great force, cutting the body of the ghost into several pieces.

Sure enough, as he guessed, the defense and strength of this ghost creature are not strong, but the ability to disappear out of thin air is too weird.

Zhou Wu waited for several breaths, and the pile of rotten meat on the ground did not disappear again.

Zhou Wu let out a sigh of relief, looking at the corpse of the ghost, the smell of the fishy corpse came to his nose, the corpse seemed to have been dead for many days, it had been completely decomposed, Zhou Wu felt very disgusted.

Zhou Wu held his breath and touched the corpse of the ghost creature with his right hand, feeling sticky and slippery, like touching a catfish. Picking up the hair on the head of the ghost creature with a sword, the exposed face was bare and had no facial features.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and half of the roof of the painting boat where Zhou Wu was located was gone.

A behemoth that looked like a giant bear and a beautiful woman dressed in snow white rushed to the painting boat where Zhou Wu was.

"You're smiling!" the giant monster shouted at the woman, "aren't you smiling so well?"