The blockaded square is no longer the hustle and bustle of the past.

The girl's body had been collected by the police, and only two vigils remained in the huge square.

"Do you think they're not coming?" Xu Qiufan said suspiciously.

"It's just a vassal and elegant layman, the three views are not correct, if it is a bad seed, it is normal." Cheng Hai chuckled.

Xu Qiufan: "......"

Cheng Hai's mood looked quite bad.

"It's foggy."

Cheng Hai raised his head and stretched out his hand to touch the sky.

Fine particles, stained with damp mist.

"This fog ......"

Xu Qiufan looked around, and the speed at which the mist water condensed seemed to be faster.

"I'll go for a walk, and I'll leave it to you."

Cheng Hai got up and walked into the fog.

"Wait! It's ......"

Xu Qiufan's heart jumped, but before he stood up, he had lost Cheng Hai's figure in front of him.

The battle has begun......

The bright floor lamp was engulfed in rich white, and the fingers could not be seen.

Cheng Hai slowed down and sneered: "This is the rescuer you hired?" ”

"Looks like you're quite fond of speaking ill of people behind your back."

A man's voice came from all directions, and it was hard to distinguish between reality and fiction.

"What did I say badly? Repeating what you've done? Cheng Hai sneered.

"What do I do? Did you point to killing that girl? ”

The artist also laughed and sneered: "You humans are really hypocritical, obviously you destroyed her soul with your own hands, and when it is my turn, it becomes blasphemy." ”

"If others are wrong, you should learn from them. Someone eats, why don't you eat it? ”

Cheng Hai's face was cold, and he walked to a willow tree and stopped.

"Hahaha!"

The artist laughed angrily, that face was hideous with a bit of sacredness.

"Tell you what. When I met that girl, she had lost her mind about the world, and when I told her where I came from, she was very grateful to me. I was touched by her, and this will help her complete the sublimation of her soul.

Someone who really defiled her purity! But you! ”

"I'll tell you too. I caught a ghoul the other day, and when I cut off his legs and pulled Katsuko out, he was also grateful to me. Then I took him to Afterlife Street and sold it for 700,000. So I think it's a waste of this kind of thing to grow on you. ”

Cheng Hai felt at this time that he might be a speciesist.

At least he doesn't have a good feeling for these man-eating monsters.

"Play the harp to the cow."

Cheng Hai's words can make the artist angry.

At this moment, he completely lost his patience, and the thorny Katsuko bloomed hideously and attacked from the thick fog!

Maybe he didn't realize it at this time, he had a double standard.

"Tired."

Cheng Hai stroked the willow tree, and a streamer crossed his palm.

"At this time, you dare to turn your back on me, it's really looking for death."

Under the cover of the thick fog, the artist struck from behind Cheng Hai, and the three Katsukos stabbed him in the head mercilessly with a cold glow.

His speed was three points faster than Qi Le's at the beginning, and his strength was far beyond that.

Cheng Hai had already lifted the divine descent state bonus at this time, and with his back to the enemy, he should have been unable to react.

But at this moment, a strange feeling suddenly rose in the artist's heart, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be evacuated in an instant, and he was weak and powerless.

Cheng Hai turned around at this moment and grabbed his neck logically, as if he had sent it himself, funny and ridiculous.

"I said, you're just trash."

Cheng Hai's gaze was emotionless, and a sword pierced his chest.

……

"Hello, Akicha-sama."

In the thick fog, a figure that could not be seen clearly moved around Xu Qiufan quickly.

"Fog Demon?"

Xu Qiufan held a paper talisman in both hands, and the peachwood sword was held horizontally in front of him.

Shout!

The invisible blade roared and tore through the thick fog, and the astonishing speed made people dare not despise the edge.

"Hong Zhong Da Lu, shock!"

Xu Qiufan shouted loudly, only to hear the sound of "hum", and an invisible force shook around him. The fog demon's wind blade dispersed in response, and even it itself felt like it had been hammered on the head, and it almost vomited blood.

"Terrifying power, worthy of Hagikai's ghost ......"

A dark green little monster flapped its wings, and its face was full of solemnity.

"The god of fire has summoned, hurry!"

The second Dao talisman ignited, and a rain of fire rose in the sky, scattering and exploding.

The fog demon's eyes lit up, and his body tossed and turned quickly, and the explosion that spread across most of the sky was perfectly dodged by him.

"Got out of the ......"

Xu Qiufan frowned, his face a little solemn.

This fog demon is very fast, and with the fact that he can't see his location clearly, it can only be effective with an area attack.

However, the range attack ...... The consumption is not small.

"There's no way, if it drags on, Cheng Hai may not be able to hold on."

Xu Qiufan muttered to himself, and changed into a third spell with a solemn face.

"Is this in a hurry?"

When the fog demon heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It doesn't do anything else, it's just very fast.

Once Xu Qiufan can't hold his breath, he can enter his rhythm instead.

If the artist's speed was faster, he could completely consume Xu Qiufan to death!

A ghostly treasure, it's really a little tempting......

What the fog demon didn't expect was that his employer was actually unable to protect himself.

"Ahh

The artist grasped the hilt of the sword, his face full of pain.

The sword pierced the lobe of his lung, and even though his ghoul body was very strong, it was a serious injury.

"Do you see? You have nothing but that ridiculous pride. ”

Cheng Hai pulled his head closer, and the sword in his right hand slowly pulled downward, like a cold-blooded butcher.

Compared with delicate flowers, the vitality of the century-old tree is so great that it would be a mistake for an artist to dare to wait for him here.

"Bastard!"

The pain was so severe that the artist regained some consciousness.

He used all his strength to stab at Cheng Hai, and in a desperate move, the speed was quite terrifying.

Cheng Hai smiled slightly, drew his sword and dodged.

The artist seized the opportunity and retreated.

He noticed the black circle of light spreading around Cheng Hai, and it was precisely because of this strange thing that he was weak. As long as he escaped from this range, and then under the cover of this mist array, Cheng Hai would not be able to lock his position.

The process went even smoother than he had imagined, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"I'm out!"

Brush!

A long whip cut through the fog and wrapped itself around the artist's neck.

The sharp blade easily cut through the skin, and with a huge force, pulled him back.

Burst!

Hard knees, slamming into his face.

Cheng Hai released the whip and turned it into a sword, cutting off the artist's fingers.

"You think you escaped? Excited, right? Cheng Hai smiled weirdly.

"Why can you see me?!" The artist's voice trembled a little.

Listening to this tone, Cheng Hai deliberately let him run.

"I said it."

Cheng Hai picked up the severed finger on the ground and said lightly: "I will make your death very uneasy!" ”

The flesh-forged fingers immediately rotted like mud, and the black door opened from the front, revealing a rotting vicious dog.

"Nope! No! ”

Under the artist's horrified gaze, the vicious dog pounced on him, lying on his body and biting frantically.

Cheng Hai lit a cigarette and leaned against the tree, calmly admiring the feast.

If Qi Le could live to see this scene, he would definitely be grateful to Cheng Hai's original subordinates.

"I'm not convinced!"

The artist roared hysterically, "That woman's death is completely doomed, why should you blame all the sins on me!" ”

"Doomed? Where is the destiny? ”

Cheng Hai looked at him and suddenly felt bored.

The more desperate people are, the more they hope that a life-saving straw will appear in their lives.

The artist saved her at one point, and then pushed her down the abyss again. This is more cruel than killing her directly!

It seems that the indulgence just now still failed to make him empathize.

"If she really wants to live, why not refuse my request! If she really wants to live, why not rebel against those real murderers?! ”

Cheng Hai slowly stepped forward and asked, "Do you want to die?" ”

The artist shook his head tremblingly.

The silver light flashed in Cheng Hai's hand, and the artist's eye socket had been pierced by the long sword.

He bent down, his tone as cold as a sword in his hand.

"What about you...... Why not hide? ”