"What is this?" Zhong Xinghua stared at himself blankly, is this still him? There is such a powerful power hidden in his body, what kind of power is this?

The bloody hand retreated from Zhong Xinghua's body, no longer attacking Zhong Xinghua, but attacking the woman and the little boy.

Zhong Xinghua hurriedly got up, stood in front of the woman and the little boy, and lifted the broad sword dance, and with the cooperation of Jin Guang, he temporarily knocked back the bloody hand.

In the next breath, more bloody hands attacked, and as more and more people died, the bloody hands that drilled out of the ground became denser and denser.

Zhong Xinghua gradually couldn't defend himself, he was alone after all, he could only block one direction, and once the other three directions were not protected, the woman and the little boy would die immediately.

Zhong Xinghua felt very tired, and he was completely struggling.

At that moment, a strong gust of wind blew in the distance on the right, making a hunting sound that swept everyone's robes.

After that, a cheerful greeting song sounded from far to near outside, and the sound of horns and firecrackers continued to be heard.

At the same time, the footsteps were chaotic and dense, as if countless people were walking towards them.

The laughter and laughter of some children gathered together became louder and louder.

The voice is crisp, mixed with men and women, singing a children's song or a casually composed phrase, with a cheerful rhythm.

"Little bride, big sedan chair, big old man, white hair, fourteen bride, sixty old man, ashamed, ashamed or not, ashamed or not......"

"Where did the marriage team come from in Jiangyang Town?" Zhong Xinghua gasped heavily, glanced at it quickly, and the woman behind him also breathed a sigh of relief.

The attack of the Bloody Hand slowed down, for some reason.

"Xinghua ......"

Without waiting for the two of them to change their breath, the dim sky overpowered by black clouds flew over the sky full of red flowers.

At the end of the street on the right, a red sedan chair staggered towards this side, and the sedan chairs were all paper figures, their faces were pale, their faces were blushing, and they wore black hats and big red flowers.

There are dense illusory figures around, and at a cursory glance, it looks like a downtown scene.

Four flower girls kept throwing red flowers into the sky with paper baskets, looking joyful.

"Another ghost. Zhong Xinghua slashed out with a heavy knife, and slashed back the bloody hand and fled with the woman and the little boy to the street on the left.

The bloody hands alone made him tired to deal with, and this is another ghost?

You must take the woman to escape before the ghost arrives, otherwise there will be more luck and less luck.

"Xinghua, you take Xiaoxin and run away, so that there is hope. The woman followed behind Zhong Xinghua step by step, sighing, she knew that the ghost thing was treacherous, and they couldn't break it just by hitting the wall.

It's just that I don't know why the ghost thing doesn't give them a simply, it has to be so tormenting.

"No, you have to run away together, life and death together. Zhong Xinghua said firmly, there was already a crack in his palm, and the blood kept staying, and the strange thing was that there was Xu Jinsi in the blood.

The blade was full of gaps, and the flesh and blood looked like a mortal body, but in fact it was extremely hard, and it could not be broken by the earth's gangqi qi.

The red flowers in the sky were blown by the strong wind, and there were strange leather faces behind them, like the bride's newlywed hijab on her head, just for leather.

"Mouth Mouth Mouth Mouth ......"

As he got closer, Zhong Xinghua saw clearly that it was actually human faces, smiling at them.

For a while, human skins flew all over the sky, ghosts screamed constantly, red petals fell all over the ground, covering the corpses on the ground, and even a lot of red petals fell on bloody hands.

"It's all for Lao Tzu to die. Zhong Xinghua slashed wildly, just the bloody hand made him unstoppable, he was very unwilling, he might be fine, his aunt and eldest brother's only son were going to die.

The human face has flown above the head, and is about to fall, grabbing food with the bloody hands.

At this moment, in the direction on the left, in the direction where Zhong Xinghua wanted to escape, there was a crisp girl's laughter like a yellow oriole.

"Childe, it's so beautiful......"

Zhong Xinghua turned his head and glanced at it, and found that it was the two of them, the young man with the sword on his back and the girl in red, who seemed to be the master servant, I don't know which family's son-in-law ran to Jiangyang Town, wouldn't he also get lost like him?

Shi Yan and Xuan'er kept getting closer, and there were only ten meters left from where Zhong Xinghua was.

"Xuan'er can make it more beautiful. Xuan'er smiled sweetly.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth moved, and under the dim black clouds, they began to fall pieces of blood-colored petals, shaped like a mandal, fragrant flowers, dense like raindrops, exuding blood-colored fluorescence, dimming the entire sky, and also reflecting the sluggish and shocking faces of Zhong Xinghua and the woman.

The blood-colored petals are mixed with red flowers, almost covering the sky, and it is indeed beautiful.

"Spirituality?"

Zhong Xinghua only took a moment of sluggishness, and quickly cut the bloody hands, and the bloody hands besieging Zhong Xinghua became fewer and fewer, but the faces and hijabs in the sky fell, and the number was very large, and they couldn't stop falling to the heads of Zhong Xinghua and the others.

Zhong Xinghua couldn't hold on.

"This little brother, whether he can help or not, will definitely repay him with his life in the future. ”

Zhong Xinghua was shouting.

"Your Excellency, please help. The woman knelt down with a 'plop' in her arms, they knew that a strong man was coming, and if they didn't kneel, they would have no chance, and looked at Shi Yan with a look of hope.

The maids are all spiritual, and the master is not weak.

Shi Yan and Xuan'er stepped on the petals all over the ground, stepped inside, passed Zhong Xinghua and the woman, and walked towards the ghost of the bride and groom, who also rushed over.

The face that pounced on Shi Yan was all annihilated by Xuan'er's blood-colored petals, and he couldn't get close to him at all.

Zhong Xinghua's eyes showed despair, Shi Yan didn't save him?

He found that when Shi Yan walked, the bloody hands on the ground were far away, and he didn't dare to approach Shi Yan's body at all, compared with the scene of frantically besieging him, it was a world of difference.

"He is a spiritual cultivator, and the bloody hands dare not approach him, so we all go to him and live. At this moment, there were less than twenty people left who were still alive from the nearly 100 people, and when they saw the bloody hand retreating from Shi Yan, one of them roared, and everyone was excited.

In this regard, Shi Yan paused, raised his feet slightly, and then fell.

Boom!

With Shi Yan's soles falling as the midpoint, a crimson flame spread out in a circle, whether it was the dense bloody hands on the ground, the human skin hijabs nearby, or the people rushing in.

Under this fire, they all suffered.

The bloody hands and human skin hijabs were annihilated, and the bodies of the rushing people were covered with scorched marks, their clothes burned, and several mouthfuls of blood spit out, flying back faster than rushing towards Shi Yan, and their faces fell to the open space in pain, and the screams of pain were endless.

Especially the bloody hands on the ground, at Shi Yan's feet, most of them were annihilated, and there was no new one.

Blood flowers and red flowers are flying all over the sky, black clouds are overwhelming, and strong winds are blowing.

Click!

Shi Yan's robe agitated and hunted, and with a single breath, the Soul Devouring Sword left his body, and the sword sheath spun in the air for several weeks, making an air explosion, and finally fell straight into the ground in front of him.

Shi Yan stood straight, with a calm face, holding a sword in one hand, quietly waiting for the bride to arrive, and now I hear that this nursery rhyme ghost is so 'cute'!