"Click!"

One after another, "ghosts" were stabbed in the shoulder and leg with sharp weapons.

The "ghost" who was stabbed in the heart immediately wailed in pain and fell to the ground and turned into a pile of powder.

"Who the hell are you?" The leading "ghost" was shocked, "Are you a blood hunt?" ”

Han Qingluo held a thin hidden weapon in each of his hands, and put on the most angry posture. After having the confidence to kill a "ghost", she had no fear at all.

The corner of his mouth smiled and replied: "I'm not a blood hunt, I'm a masked duo who is here to preside over justice!" ”

The leader bared his staggered sharp teeth, and his distorted and ugly face under the black robe and hat was full of anger. He lifted the black robe on his body: "No matter what kind of masked duo you are, you will be my prey tonight!" ”

The rest of the "ghosts", under the leadership of the leader, uncovered the black robes on their bodies one after another, and came to Han Qingluo with teeth and claws.

Without the cover of the black robe.

Their dark red, sunken skin was exposed to the air, their bare heads and faces looked like they had been badly burned, and the scars were intertwined all over the face.

The mouthful of rotten teeth, still dripping with a black stench of salivation, provocatively biting.

They resemble humanoid monsters from hell, more disgusting and terrifying than dead corpses.

This huge visual impact also made Han Qingluo's heart tremble, thinking to himself which dark corner was this a monster that bred from?

"Give it to me!"

The leader's sharp fingers moved forward a little.

The rest of the "ghosts" were in a much higher state than before, like a large humanoid centipede crawling towards Han Qingluo quickly.

Han Qingluo was startled, and rushed backwards quickly, the hand that originally shook the hidden weapon was disrupted by their amazing speed...... When she touched her body again, she used up all the weapons on her body.

A fishy wind blows in your face.

Han Qingluo's distraction for an instant allowed a "ghost" to take advantage of the void.

She raised her arm to block it, and the teeth of the "ghost" "clicked" and bit Han Qingluo's arm guard with a "click".

Although the huge bite did not hurt half of her flesh and skin, the heavy squeezing made her little arm bone feel the pain of breaking.

Han Qingluo roared angrily and kicked at the "ghost" in front of him. He pulled out the last weapon on his waist, the long sword, and took a step forward, cutting off the head of the "ghost".

As soon as one "ghost" was solved, the rest followed.

Before Han Qingluo could resist, she was kicked by one of the "ghosts" in the arm holding the sword, and the pain made her let go of the hilt of the sword. Holding his aching hand, he staggered back a few steps.

Suddenly, a pair of strong hands took hold of her arms, accompanied by that deep, familiar voice.

"Thank you for your hard work, let me solve it next."

Han Qingluo turned his head away, and Jue Zheng firmly protected her in his arms.

As if she had unloaded a burden, she laughed, "The two masquerans are combined!" ”

Jue handed her a sword: "Be careful!" ”

"Hmm!"

With Jue, Han Qingluo forgot about the pain again and raised the sword in his hand with a full sense of security.

By this time, Garlo had already joined the scuffle to cover the two of them.

"What are you two grinding again! I'm about to be besieged to death! ”

Although Galo said this, he was still at ease in the face of this group of weaker pawns.

After a while, the figures of the three of them continued to sweep in the "ghosts".

The speed of a thousand-year-old blood clan was beyond the reach of this group of "ghosts", and Jue's sword was quickly stained with pus and blood from several "ghosts".

Jia Luo is not a low-level blood clan, hundreds of years old he seems to want to chase Jue, very hard to exert the power of the blood clan all over his body, slashing and killing the "ghost".

Han Qingluo couldn't be left alone at this time, so he could only follow Jue's side closely, and Jue also protected her at all times.

The tacit understanding between the two of them as masked heroes together has been perfectly demonstrated at this moment......

"Lord Garlo, are you all right?"

Suddenly, Lilian, who had been hiding not far away, appeared on the street rashly. She clutched the dagger that Galo had given her for self-defense with one hand, and stretched forward with the other, trembling and groping.

Her face was full of complicated expressions, scared but straight forward, as if she was clinging to something and wanted to take a risk.

The leader of the "ghosts" who was waiting for the opportunity spotted Lillian and headed straight in her direction.

Garlo tries to rush over to protect her, but is haunted by a "ghost".

"Cover me!"

Instinctively, Han Qingluo ran towards Lilian with his sword.

Jue didn't have time to stop her, so she broke away from herself, and Jue, who was wrong, had to cover her up according to her words.

"Galo, go help them, I'll leave it here!"

Garlo nodded, picked up a hand attacked by a "ghost", and rushed to Lilian and them under the cover of Jue.

Seeing that the leading "ghost" was about to approach Lilian, Han Qingluo directly threw the sword, quickly grasped the hilt of the sword, and threw it towards the target.

The leader was delayed a little because he dodged.

But after all, the speed of the blood clan is faster than that of humans, and the leader is still one step closer to Lilian before Han Qingluo.

Lillian drew her dagger and stabbed it forward, and the leader smiled contemptuously when he saw that she was blind.

In the next second, I saw that the dagger in her hand was like a turn, and it was directly inserted into his chest, right in the heart.

He stared at a pair of cloudy eyes of disbelief and felt the power drain from his body.

"Damn witches!"

The leader screamed, grabbed Lillian by the shoulders, opened his mouth, and gestured to bite her......

Lillian smiled and closed her eyes in reassurance......

Han Qingluo, who was rushing towards her, saw this thrilling scene, his eyes were split, and he shouted "Lilian".

The panic disrupted the rhythm of her steps, and she fell to the ground with a stumble, and the huge inertia caused her body to roll forward uncontrollably.

……

"Poof!"

The stench of pus and blood splattered all over Lilian's face.

Her delicate face was still twisted in fear, and her lips trembled uncontrollably. Two lines of hot tears slipped down his face, and the blood stains on the tear stains were slowly washed away.

With a dull "thud", Lillian's feet went limp, and she fell forward, falling into Garlo's arms.

"Are you alright?"

Garlo gasped and held Lillian tightly, her voice trembling slightly.

Fortunately, he showed up in time, otherwise Lilian's neck would have been bitten open by the "ghost".

Putting down the sword in his hand that cut off the head of the "ghost", Garo hugged Lilian in his arms: "Don't be afraid, I've already saved you!" ”

Lillian slumped into Garlo's arms and nodded forcefully.

The careful Galo wiped the blood stains on her face one by one with her sleeve, and then turned around, Jue had already eliminated most of the "ghost" pawns, and there was still one captive left, who was being tied up by him.

Han Qingluo, who had rolled down a few laps, was struggling to get up from the ground, and his strange posture seemed to have fallen hard.

Covering his dizzy head, Han Qingluo sat up slowly, and when he came to his senses, he found that his scalp was broken, and his scalp and hair were wet.

This hasn't been hurt by the "ghost" yet, and he has injured himself!

I can't help crying and laughing in my heart.

When she looked in Lillian's direction again, she saw that Galo had saved her, and her hanging heart finally relaxed.

"Give me your hand!"

A heavy wheezing sound sounded above her head, and Han Qingluo looked up, Jue's eyes showed a rare gentleness, and he stretched out his palm towards her.

Han Qingluo curled the corners of his lips gratefully, stretched out his hand, put it on his palm, and stood up with his strength.

"Why are you still hurt?"

Jue found the blood stains flowing down her head, raised her hand and wiped her off with her sleeve, and said with disgust: "This makes me feel uneasy, I really want to get rid of you." ”

"Dreaming!"

Han Qingluo crossed his waist with one hand, directly and unceremoniously grabbed his sleeve, and wiped it on his forehead.

Her arrogant behavior made Jue feel a little stunned, and then raised her eyebrows and smiled, did not speak again, and let her wipe the blood on her head with her sleeve.

"Let go of me!"

Behind the two, the "ghost" who was tied up by the five flowers struggled and kept squirming.

When Han Qingluo saw its disgusting and ugly face, he couldn't help but kick it in retaliation, and scolded: "Ugly monster, do you dare to be arrogant?" ”

It's not fun to kick it, and make up for a few kicks when it's over.

"Let's go, we're going to interrogate it, don't kick it to death!" Jue shook his head helplessly and made a joke.

Han Qingluo was amused by his serious nonsense, and skillfully patted him on the back: "Let's go!" ”

Dragging the captive, Jue helped Han Qingluo to join Galo and Lilian.

Just when they think it's all over and let their guard down.

The bound "ghost" actually cut the rope with sharp nails, grabbed Han Qingluo, who was closest to him, and dragged him back.

Her hair was torn apart by the "ghost", the roots of her hair were pulled vigorously, and even her scalp was pulled tightly.

"Ahh

This intense pain made Han Qingluo couldn't help but scream.

The whole body lay on the ground without force, and was quickly dragged on the ground by the "ghost".

Her hands quickly grabbed the roots of her hair, and she kept struggling in the process of dragging, trying to find a little force to stop the "ghost" from dragging.

But the speed was too fast, she couldn't exert any strength at all, and if it weren't for the armor to protect her back, at this speed, her back would have worn out long ago.

The incident happened suddenly, and when Jue and the others reacted, the "ghost" had already dragged Han Qingluo out a few meters away. It made a desperate bet, exerting all the strength of its body, trying to escape back to the cemetery lair with Han Qingluo.

The magic is one foot high, and the road is one foot high.

Jue's face couldn't hide his anger, his purple-gold eyes flashed scarlet, he drew the sword at his waist, and at an astonishing speed, he instantly turned behind the "ghost".

A sword light galloped by.

The head of the "ghost" was neatly cut off, fell to the ground and grunted a few times before stopping, and his face still maintained the expression before death, hideous and terrifying.

Han Qingluo, who had escaped death, opened his eyes and lay motionless in place, with a little tear in the corner of his eye, panting heavily.

She only felt that her scalp was tingling and her head was a little dizzy.

This accident did not take Han Qingluo away, but it took away most of her hair, and the long golden hair that had been grown for three years was scattered all over the ground.

Jue squatted down and untied the "ghost" hand that was still wrapped around her hair.

"Am I bald?" Han Qingluo relieved himself, looked at Jue, and asked with a crying voice.

Jue hesitated, but nodded.

"Ahh

Her wail became the first to wake up the city, tragic and tragic!