Chapter Seventy-Five: Injustice, Where Did the Monster Come From?

Guan Xin is worthy of being a veteran evil spirit hunter, well-informed, and guesses things well. Natsuki also had the skills to guess that these monsters were transformed by cursed villagers.

Natsuki nodded, "It's right not to open the coffin." ”

Gu Qing looked at the hideous monsters in the cage in horror, their whole bodies were dripping with black gelatin, and it was difficult to distinguish their faces. If Xia Mu hadn't told him that these people were originally relatives of his clan, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed it.

"My lord, my father and mother will also become like this...... Monsters? ”

"I don't know if there may be some other reason why these people are like this...... Do you know the identities of these monsters? ”

"The other villagers didn't dare to come out when they heard the fighting, and they still don't know the identities of these monsters."

Gu Qing said tremblingly: "I may know ......"

Under the gummy skin of the monster, Natsuki each found a wooden plaque with a name engraved on it.

"These pieces of wood are made from the branches of the martial arts tree, and we have one for each person in the village. Used as an amulet. ”

Amulet? Natsuki sighed, if the martial arts tree was alive, it wouldn't hurt to say that it was a talisman, but now...... The martial arts tree is looking forward to you all dying, and these talismans are probably not life-urging talismans.

But it's good that you are happy, looking at the resentment of the martial arts tree, it is not something that can be solved by removing the amulet.

"Uncle Gu Chun, Uncle Gu Guo, Brother Gu Yuan...... These are the people who cut down the martial arts tree in the first place. After reading the name on it, Gu Qing sat on the ground, "This is the martial arts tree to take revenge, and I shouldn't have listened to my uncle in the first place." ”

Gu Qing trembled with fright.

"You're saying that these people are all people who cut down martial arts trees?"

"Is there anything missing?"

"There is nothing missing, but the village chief did not participate in the felling at the beginning, and my uncle warned us at the beginning, but the village chief did not listen, is it because of this reason?"

Xia Mu felt that it would not be so simple, if a martial arts tree was easily cut down by a group of fools, it would be in vain to survive on such a dangerous continent for so long.

Guan Xin dragged Gu Qing up, "Then what are you afraid of?" The uncle who took us to you. ”

"I ...... I ...... at the beginning."

"You're also involved? No wonder I'm scared like this. ”

"It was the village chief who asked us to cut it, and he said that the martial arts tree was dead, so I ......"

"It's just that why didn't you turn into that kind of monster? Is it because of the coffin? ”

Even so, Guan Xin dragged Gu Qing to the uncle's house in his mouth, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a blood-red skeleton crawling out of the coffin.

【Skull】(Blood Red)

Evolved from a bone that has been completely devoured by a curse. The skeleton is as strong as a hundred refined steel, has no weaknesses, and can quickly turn the devoured flesh into its own use.

Skill: Pain is accompanied, the greater the pain on the body, the stronger the strength.

Bloodthirsty Rage: At the cost of losing only sanity, improve physical fitness in an all-round way. Debilitating after the outbreak.

The eyes of the blood-red skull instantly matched Guan Xin, and the stone slab under his feet shattered in half under the great trampling, and the skull appeared in front of Guan Xin in the blink of an eye, and the mutated forearm like a jagged tooth fell on the long knife that Guan Xin had just drawn out.

Guan Xin only felt a huge force coming, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

The swordsmen behind him only felt a flower in front of them, and the eldest brother flew out. They hurriedly drew the knife from their waists to block the arm of the dragon, but with a crisp sound, the knife in the knifeman's hand broke in two.

Seeing that the bones were about to cut off the knifeman, suddenly a rope flew over, wrapped around his waist, and then dragged him back three feet away. This time he escaped.

The swordsman who was almost alive was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly looked back, only to see Natsuki put the rope back in his hand.

【Lizard Hunting Rope】

Quality: Normal

Special Equipment: The rope is based on the tongue of the horned lizard, and can shoot out at a very fast speed.

Xiaomu actually wants to make such a disgusting thing into a rope? Young people just know how to play.

Most of the equipment on Xia Mu's body has become incompatible because of the advanced innate nature, only this special rope can still be of some use after asking Uncle Sun to refine it, and it was not even beaten into the cold palace by Xia Mu.

"Thank you, Lord for coming to your rescue."

"Little things."

As soon as Natsuki's words fell, the dragon bones had already been killed in front of him, and it seemed that Natsuki had completely angered him by snatching food from his mouth.

As soon as the dragon bone entered the three-foot range of Xia Mu's body, a silver-white sword aura fell on the dragon bone, successfully forcing it back.

"My lord, please give me this monster."

Natsuki smiled, "I didn't plan to make a move. "It's a good time to see what they do.

Guan Xin's long knife is not of low grade, and the saw bone of the skull's arm is also difficult to cut, plus the knife qi attached to the knife, bone chips fly out every time the two collide.

"It's not easy to practice this sword technique."

"Of course, the eldest brother has cultivated his sword qi with a third-rate sword technique, and this talent is praised even by the adults of the Cheng Martial Arts Pavilion, if it weren't for his age, he would have been admitted to the disciple."

Xia Mu didn't speak, he didn't know Chengwu Pavilion or anything at all, and it was easy to damage his image as a master if he continued.

"The eldest brother also has a nickname called Guan Yidao, which means that the demon who is also cultivating can't stand him with a knife at all."

Xia Mu couldn't help but complain, "This nickname is too ugly?" Why don't you take a domineering point? ”

"This ...... Aren't you afraid of the tree's big wind, and the nickname is not taken casually, it is easy to cause trouble if it is too domineering. ”

Xia Mu knows, is the rivers and lakes? The high profile of the nickname does increase the probability of being cut.

But what should I give myself a nickname? With the Dragon Tiger Golden Bell Jar, I don't have to be afraid of being cut at all.

Guan Xin didn't expect this blood-colored bone frame to be so powerful, on all fours like a beast, but the moves are erratic, his own knife technique is very effective against humanoid monsters, but when encountering this kind of cards that do not follow common sense, it is often not so easy to use, in the final analysis, this is a third-rate knife method, and he has practiced to the stage of sword qi This stage is completely overstepping.

As the injuries on the bones become more and more severe, the pain also accumulates, and the strength of the bones also increases due to the passive skill of 'Pain Companion'. Guan Xin pressed him from the beginning to be suppressed and beaten.

Xia Mu didn't worry too much, because the blood bar of the dragon bone had slowly bottomed out, and as long as the salary was stable and output, he would definitely win in the end.

At this time, the bones were changing, and blood suddenly oozed from the bones, and the blood quickly evaporated into a blood mist, like ribbons wrapped around the bones.

Bloodthirsty!

Guan Xin didn't expect that he would also be blown up one day, and he was beaten away again, he just wanted to take out his pill, but suddenly thought that the only one had been used.