On a starry night, the different insect chirpings in the fields form a symphony, driving away the loneliness of this quiet village of Brady. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The vines broke through the ground and climbed on the stone walls, almost all the houses were dark, and everything seemed extremely deserted.

Jing Ling and Rakshasa Starry Night returned to Brady Village, and the moment Rakshasa opened the door of their house, a terrifying scene unfolded in front of them.

Blood! Blood everywhere!

The dining table, fireplace, and windowsill were all soaked in shocking blood, the furniture scattered all over the ground even had traces of being chopped, and a big yellow dog outside the house was shuddering and curled up to the side, Jing Ling found that the big yellow dog had been frightened and incontinent, everything looked like it was making people's hairs stand up, what happened here!?

Rakshasa trembled in his heart, the last thing he wanted to happen happened, only to see him grab Jing Ling's hand and shout with a frightened face: "Run!" ”

At the moment when Jing Ling was pulled out of the door by Rakshasa, a cold light outside the window sill was like lightning, and the cold light slashed through Jing Ling's chain mail and stabbed into the wall fiercely.

Jing Ling fixed his eyes and saw that it was an arrow that was deep in the wall!

Seeing the hard chain mail on his waist cut open like an arrow like tofu, Jing Ling's heart suddenly felt a tremor!

If I hadn't moved just now, that arrow would have pierced my body across the waist!

Jing Ling tried a strong sense of death persecution for the first time, and the jailers and soldiers he had encountered before, Jing Ling was confident that he would be able to fight thirty and retreat with his whole body. But this enemy hiding in the shadows was able to deliver a fatal blow without him knowing it, and if the Rakshasa hadn't stopped him just now, then he would definitely have died in Huangquan.

Rakshasa seems to have anticipated the enemy lurking in the shadows, which is why he is in a hurry to pull Jing Ling out of the house, otherwise once the enemy surrounds them, it will be equivalent to a death sentence.

But as soon as Jing Ling and Rakshasa rushed out of the house, two flying knives shot out from the roof with a cold white light, and Jing Ling suddenly pushed Rakshasa away, but the two flying knives were already close at hand.

Jing Ling tried his best to avoid the blade, and the two throwing knives flew dangerously and dangerously against his cheeks, and the sharp knife aura made his cheeks hurt.

The two throwing knives that didn't hit the target were deeply inserted into the dirt, and Jing Ling couldn't help but feel a palpitation when he saw this, these enemies were terrifying!

"You were able to dodge the sneak attack of Ghost Face and Sakura Blood, it seems that you are as difficult as that ugly woman."

A voice came from behind, accompanied by heavy footsteps, Jing Ling and the little demon looked behind them vigilantly, only to see a black shadow slowly coming towards them.

At the same time, a black shadow on the roof jumped into the clearing, and a few leaves suddenly fell from a tree near the house, and then there was another black shadow under the tree.

Three black shadows, one of them holding a throwing knife, one holding a longbow, and the other not yet revealing his weapon.

Jing Ling and Rakshasa looked around the three mysterious people surrounding them with wary expressions, all of them wearing white cloaks with ice patterns that stretched from their hats to their robes.

The face was covered by an extremely white mask, which looked like a ghost wandering in the night.

Although it was impossible to see the faces under the cloak, the gender could still be judged by their size, and the mysterious man who jumped off the roof had a muscular body and a bulging chest indicating that she was a woman.

The man who jumped from the tree was holding a longbow and was a man judging by his size. The other man was a burly man, with neither a woman's knife nor another man's longbow in his hands, as if this was his home, and he did not need to carry a weapon to defend himself.

Or maybe the iron gloves were his weapon!

"Ghost...... Knight! The words popped out of the Rakshasa mouth with difficulty.

"Now that you know who we are, you should know what we're here for." A rough voice rang out, from the burly man.

"Tell me, Aso and the old man are dead!"

While Rakshasa said this, his eyes suddenly burst with a terrifying murderous aura, and the three killers invariably tensed their bodies, and even Jing Ling was shocked by the murderous aura on Rakshasa that seemed to be like substance.

"You'll have to go to hell to find out."

Sakura Blood's charming voice sounded in Rakshasa's ears, making the red light in his eyes more and more blazing.

"Sakura Blood, Ghost Face, work together to kill the Rakshasa first." The burly man pointed at the rakshasa and then swooped down.

"Iron Fist, the man next to him doesn't look easy to deal with." As Oniface spoke, he drew an arrow from the quiver on his back.

"When Rakshasa dies, he will also go to the funeral!" The iron fist burst out, and suddenly rushed towards the rakshasa at a rapid pace, at this time the ghost face had already bent the bow and arrows, and the rakshasa had a resentment in his eyes, and the two attacks, no matter which one he received, he would be dealt a fatal blow.

But that resentment was quickly replaced by madness, and in a short split second, Rakshasa made a decision to kill Iron Fist even if his body was pierced, so as to give Jing Ling a chance to escape.

The domineering offensive of the Iron Fist met the Rakshasa in an instant, a simple and unpretentious punch, but it contained extremely strong fist strength.

Rakshasa mustered all his strength to swing his fist to meet the attack, and the moment the two fists collided, there was a sudden thud, and at this time, the ghost-faced arrow was shooting towards Rakshasa's heart.

At the critical moment, Jing Ling suddenly stretched out his right hand and wanted to grab the speeding arrow, but this weak body obviously couldn't complete this amazing grasp, and when the arrow feather cut open Jing Ling's palm, it was also changed by the thrust.

With a whoosh, the arrow that had been changed flew past Rakshasa's shoulder, and the iron fist in front of Rakshasa was shot in the abdomen by surprise.

"Ahh

Iron Fist screamed in pain with a twisted face, and Rakshasa was about to kill Iron Fist in one fell swoop, but Sakura's flying knife slashed through the night and struck him.

Rakshasa jerked around to dodge Sakura's flying knife, but Iron Fist seized the opportunity to clamp his throat with his left hand and lift him up.

With his right hand, Iron Fist pulled out the arrow in his abdomen, then reversed the arrow and plunged it into Rakshasa's neck.

"Poof!"

A sound of metal entering the flesh sounded, and a column of blood suddenly gushed out......

Sakura Blood and Ghost Face looked at Iron Fist's forehead in horror, the white mask had cracked, and the throwing knife stuck in that forehead looked extremely strange against the backdrop of blood.

It was Jing Ling who threw the flying knife, and when Rakshasa dodged Sakura's sneak attack but was clamped down on the throat by the iron fist, Jing Ling quickly pulled out the flying knife that had sunk into the dirt and threw it at the iron fist's skull without hesitation.

At the moment when the bloody arrow was about to kill the Rakshasa's life, the flying knife with the dirt took the first step to send the iron fist to heaven. It all happened between lightning and flint, but in Iron Fist's feelings, the moment before death was so long that he could see Rakshasa break free from his hand and land at a slow pace......

There was a thud on the ground, and the corpse of Iron Fist fell to the ground hard, crushing a piece of dirt for a few points.