The sound of "Gragra" sounded in the silent night, the sound of Mu Tong stepping on the stones on the river beach.

Mu Tong approached the black shadow step by step, endured the cold and biting cold around him and stood a foot away from the black shadow, relying on the faint and dim fire light of the firewood to shine on the ground, the black shadow lying on the ground, with gray hair, a coarse linen dress, dressed as a woman, and the faint stench on his body made Mu Tong sick.

I couldn't see the face, but Mu Tong was 100% sure that it was a ghost, and he didn't know what the ghost was.

How can a person fall down and suffocate his face to the ground without even raising his face?

"I'm here, what do you want?"

"Giggles, of course you helped me up, don't worry, I have a lot of daughters, you can pick a few more later." ”

The old lady's gloomy voice sounded, as if whispering in her ear, Mu Tong speechlessly threw the burning firewood in his hand at the ghost, then pulled out the sword, grabbed the scabbard and waved it towards the black shadow, and shouted: "Lao Tzu picks your sister, see if I don't soak urine to wake you up!"

Mu Tong's sudden attack caught the black shadow a little off guard, and he hurriedly dodged the firewood thrown by Mu Tong, but he didn't avoid Mu Tong's hidden weapon like "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers" - a sword scabbard full of boy urine!

"Zizi!"

"Ahh

A scream that was not like a human voice resounded throughout the night sky, and the black shadow that was lying on the ground bounced up from the ground, and the side that should have been lying on the ground was revealed, which suddenly surprised Mu Tong.

Because there is no face on that side, why, how do you look like the back of your head!

The next scene confirmed Mu Tong's guess, only to see the black shadow that bounced up turn around, and the side that originally seemed to be facing up turned around, and Mu Tong gasped.

This is the back!

In the scattered gray hair, a pair of scarlet eyes and a large mouth of blood that can be stuffed into a person's head are faintly visible, the back of what looks like clothes has been opened, and rows of things that look like hooks and teeth are open, like a person's sternum open, and the ribs inside are swaggering outward one by one, making Mu Tong goosebumps.

Although the other party's appearance was terrifying, which made Mu Tong frightened, but thinking about the little nephew behind him, for the sake of himself and his nephew's life, Mu Tong couldn't care so much.

After all, he has also been on the battlefield to kill the enemy, and he doesn't feel that the other party is terrible when he calms down, but it's just a little disgusting.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party was injured by the boy's urine, covering his head and screaming in the bloody mouth, Mu Tong sent the long sword full of smell that was invaded in the boy's urine to the other party's chest cavity of "teeth and claws", and gave it a heart-chilling heart, and his heart was flying!

"Whew!"

The ghost thing that was already smoky with the boy's urine, and then was stabbed on the body by Mu Tong's sword, and suddenly trembled all over, screaming, the hook claws of the chest cavity kept flying, and wanted to pull out the long sword, but unexpectedly when it touched the blade of the long sword, it suddenly rose to white smoke, and it melted a little bit at once, it suddenly flew out of thin air, and fell to the ground and rolled!

Mu Tong had already retreated when he stabbed the other party with a sword, he didn't want to be caught by those disgusting hook claws.

Seeing the other party flying upside down and falling to the ground, Mu Tong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but cautiously retreated to Mu Qiu's side, who was already pale.

Huh?

Mu Tong, who smelled the smell of urine, looked down and saw that his nephew was so frightened that he peed his pants.

Although Mu Tong wanted to laugh, he found that he couldn't laugh. Don't talk about hatred, if you weren't forced to be helpless, you would have been scared to pee.

When I read the book, I always feel that the ghost thing is like that, but when I really face it, thinking about the bloody picture just now, Mu Tong feels that if the author is not afraid that the detailed description will cause discomfort and skip it, writing it can scare at least half of the readers.

Getting back to the point, looking at his nephew's endless "magic weapon", he immediately lowered his body and pulled down Mu Qiu's pants directly, and he didn't dislike it for being dirty, but said to Mu Qiu's little turtledove: "Come, urinate more, uncle go and destroy that thing." ”

Mu Qiu looked at his nervous uncle with a broken face, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Are you really my own uncle? Shouldn't you hug me and comfort me at this time?

The angry Mu Qiu held his breath and turned the water he had just drunk into "innate holy water", moisturizing the entire pair of children's pants.

Mu Tong pinched the wet and liquid pants with two fingers, picked it up with a long branch, and quickly approached the ghost creature who was still wailing on the ground.

"Woohoo!!"

With an earth-shattering scream and a series of "zizzle" sounds, the ghost thing was covered in white smoke, and it bounced up, grabbing the wet pants with one hand, and then the hand pulled the pants off his body with white smoke, but the arm also melted away. Along with the arm, there was the pair of white smoke from the pants.

"Hmph! I knew that you were pretending to be dead, and you wanted to trick me into the past! I don't have much here, but I have a lot of innate holy water! In addition, I haven't eaten well or slept well in the past two days, and I am angry, and keeping it makes you want to live and die!"

"Aang!"

The ghost creature let out a roar, and the remaining intact arm grabbed the hilt of the sword inserted in his body, pulled the sword out of his chest with the sizzling white smoke, threw it on the ground with a "clang", and walked towards Mu Tong tremblingly. I don't know if it's angry or painful!

Mu Tong looked at this scene, and couldn't help but secretly regret in his heart, why did he forget to wet the hilt of the sword!

Faced with the ghost that tried to torture and kill him, Mu Tong was secretly anxious, he really had no tricks. I can't run away from others, I'm afraid that as soon as I move, it will pounce!

Don't look at the injury of this thing, but Mu Tong doesn't think that he will be its opponent.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, in line with the routine of the protagonist's immortality and the endless road of the sky, the person Mu Tong had been looking forward to for a long time appeared.

"Evil obstacles!

Mo Qing shouted, and with a cold light, a dagger turned into a silver horse that pierced the night sky and shot towards the ghost. And Mo Qing's figure actually arrived in front of Mu Tong in one step faster, picked up Mu Tong and rushed out!

And the ghost thing was already aware of it at the moment when Mo Qing screamed, like Mu Tong pounced, but unexpectedly pounced, but was pierced by the dagger that came later!

"Zizi!"

"Aang!"

Mo Qing's current move was even more powerful than Mu Tong's pee-splashing moves just now!

A fist-sized blood hole was broken in the place where the dagger was pierced, and the dagger was full of the qi and blood of the Moqing martial artist, and it was inherently defeated!

To say that the rules of this heaven and earth are wonderful, if Mo Qing's trick hits an ordinary person, it will only be a serious injury, and it is impossible to be pierced by a dagger and break a fist-sized blood hole.

If you change to a martial artist, it may just be an ordinary injury, but for this kind of ghost thing that is congenitally restrained by the martial artist's qi and blood, it is like the sun meets the ice, and one thing overcomes one thing.

Ghosts are attracted by the blood and blood of ordinary people, but they are restrained by the blood of martial artists, which is really a cycle of heavenly dao.

The ghost thing was injured by Mo Qing, and then looked at Mu Tong, who had returned to the fire, and felt the surging qi and blood on Mo Qing's body, which was not something he could deal with at all, so he immediately turned around and fled with instinctive fear.

"Xiao Qingzi, kill it and don't let it escape!"

"Yes!"

Mo Qing was full of blood and blood, no longer hiding his cultivation, chasing towards the ghost, passing by the ground where the dagger was pierced, he didn't forget to reach out to the ground and suck the dagger back, and spit out the blood on his hand, covered the dagger, and turned into a streamer and flew towards the ghost again!

"Bang!"

With this blow, Mo Qing aimed at the ghost thing's leg and directly blew off one of the ghost thing's legs, and the ghost thing pounced and fell to the ground, but he continued to crawl forward quickly with one hand and one leg, not caring about his injuries at all.

"I still want to run!"

Mo Qing let out a loud shout, and his body reached the sky above the ghost thing, and his hands suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows. One after another, fist prints full of martial artist's blood fell from the sky and smashed on the body of the ghost.

"Boom, boom!"

The river beach shook for a while, the smoke filled the air, and it exploded directly.

All of a sudden, gravel and mud were flying everywhere.

Fortunately, Mu Tong and Mu Qiu were far away, so they were not injured by mistake.

After a while, the roar disappeared, and Mo Qing walked back in the moonlight.