The handle of the knife was held in Qin Kun's hand, and the scabbard was poked into the middle-aged man's mouth, and the force was too strong, and the middle-aged man hurriedly opened the scabbard and retched with tears in his eyes.

"Yaga (Bastard) !!"

The middle-aged man roared, and the drinkers at that table stood up one after another.

"Hey, boy, are you getting impatient?"

There are four middle-aged people in total, a lewd thin man, a tattooed bald head, and a big beard.

The three of them stood up patting the table, and the boss hurriedly came over to persuade them.

"Aoki-kun! Let off steam! Everyone is here for a drink, don't get me wrong! Yamamoto-kun wasn't hurt! ”

Just now, the boss also saw it, it was clear that Yamamoto-kun stepped forward to tease the little girl, and being humiliated was a legitimate defense, and the young man came in with a knife on his back, and it wasn't a good stubble at first glance, and you still went to provoke him?

The middle-aged man finished retching, stood up, and glared at Qin Kun.

Qin Kun rubbed his neck, about to fight?

Blood boiling, he likes this environment.

Behind him, three people wrapped up, the boss couldn't persuade him anymore, the little girl was trembling, Qin Kun heard someone picking up a wine bottle behind him, dodged sideways, and hit his ribs with an elbow.

The obscene thin man bent down, feeling that his bones were all broken, and was grabbed by Qin Kun's hair and pushed over.

The force was so great that the lewd thin man hit the bearded man, his head slammed, and he covered his head and screamed.

The middle-aged man picked up the bench, and the bald tattoo behind Qin Kun felt out an iron chain and wrapped it around Qin Kun's neck, and the middle-aged man's bench smashed down.

This group of people, with cooperation, is not an ordinary drinking uncle at all, it seems that this is not the first time to fight!

Qin Kun dragged the chain, and the bald tattoo didn't expect Qin Kun to have so much strength, so he directly bent over his shoulders and hit a bench on the back of his head.

"Yamamoto! What are you hitting me for! ”

The bald tattoo is roaring, and the middle-aged man is stunned, who knows what becomes like this when the bench falls?

Qin Kun saw the bald head behind him and wanted to run, grabbed him and shook him hard, and the bald tattoo suddenly found that his feet were off the ground! How strong is he?!

At this moment, the bald tattoo has some regrets, but there is no regret medicine in the world, the bald tattoo flew in the air and smashed at the middle-aged man, the strength was not gone, and the two smashed it at the musician in the corner.

The wine and food on the table were smashed, the manuscript was tattered, the musician burst into anger, and the pen in his hand was raised and poked at the middle-aged man's eyes!

The little girl was suddenly stunned and shouted, "Stop! ”

"If you damage my manuscript, you have to !! it"

"Ahhhh

Blood gushed out, the middle-aged man was poked five or six times, his two eyeballs were poked to shreds, and the bald tattooed man was poked into the back of his neck by a pen, and his whole body trembled violently for a while, but he didn't move!

The musician's vicissitudes of life became hideous and cold, and his fingers became claws, piercing the middle-aged man's trachea.

The blood flowed out and mixed into the wine, and no matter how much the middle-aged man struggled, he couldn't break free!

"Nishiyama Hayato!" The little girl suddenly let out a crisp shout, and her eyes flashed with blue light, "You won't survive tonight!" ”

The face of the musician is no longer the face of vicissitudes, that face is full of sarcasm, and at the same time it has become a monster.

The other table of drinkers had already fled when they saw the blood, and there were still a few who were asleep, Qin Kun sat next to him and watched the battle: This little girl really has a problem!

The body style comparable to the dusty step is already vigilant, but now it seems that the little girl is not a primary school student at all! The first mission, the shinkansen ghost who died in vain, is likely to be killed by the little girl!

"It turned out to be the messenger of Yin Yang Liao, hehehehe...... The boss is almost here, and you won't survive tonight! ”

The little girl stood on the table, in her schoolbag, a string of rune paper flew out, turning into a long dragon and circling around her body, Qin Kun was stunned, this appearance is much more handsome than Wang Qian! Will this girl be a charmer?

The rune paper is not a rune paper in the ordinary sense, the little girl stretched out two fingers in each hand, clamped the rune paper, and silently recited a strange syllable.

It's not Japanese, it's not Chinese, it seems to be a peculiar spell!

After reading it, the blue light in the little girl's eyes was even stronger: "Shijin Zejiang!" ”

On the flat ground, a swamp appeared, Qin Kun already felt incredible, in the swamp, a person came out, a mud man, holding a katana, and his body quickly dried, like a terracotta figurine!

The appearance of this terracotta figurine, although it is a Japanese samurai, makes Qin Kun feel that this thing is very similar to the terracotta warriors! The simple texture, the precipitation of the years, the appearance of the samurai figurines, or two, quickly attacked the ghost in the corner!

Qin Kun found that the surrounding environment, yin with yang, yang with yin, can no longer distinguish between the underworld and the yang, obviously an ordinary tavern, he has not been miraged, and he found that the surroundings have become non-yin and non-yang.

Onmyoji?!

This is...... Onmyoji's means???

"Is that what it takes? My Emissary! ”

The ghost had an extra piano in his hand, and the warrior figurines approached, and the strings were manipulated by him, winding around the samurai figurines, Gra, cracking, and then exerting force, and crashing!

The samurai figurines are very upright, one of them died, and the second one continued to move forward as if he were dead!

"Nishiyama Hayato, I said you would die tonight!"

Two more talismans, Shikigami appeared, two warrior figurines!

Then, there is the endless Shikigami.

Qin Kun could see that these guys were cannon fodder, but they couldn't stand the large number, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of warrior figurines appeared, and a few of them slashed the ghost, but the damage was not great, but there was a steady stream of Shikami, and I didn't know when it would end!

The last samurai figurine was chopped up, and the ghost smirked: "Envoy, is this the kind of ability?" ”

The ground is full of clay, here is neither yin nor yang, ** the remains of samurai figurines made of yin soil, not scattered by yang energy, but swamps appeared.

The little girl smiled and twisted a string of chicken crispy bones: "Xishan Hayato, goodbye." ”

The ghost general was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the little girl's relaxed expression, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Turning his head suddenly, behind him was a swampy pool, and in the pool, gurgling and bubbling!

The gurgling bubbles are getting bigger and bigger, and a giant samurai figurine appears! It's not the creep style that appeared in front of you, but a general!

Shikigami Sawama!

Covered in armor and with empty eyes, he came out a third of the way, which had already exceeded the height of the ghost general, and after all came out, it was nearly 4 meters long!

"Roar—"

A majestic knife slashed at the ghost general, and the ghost general called Nishiyama Hayato screamed fiercely, and the cry was full of anger and pain!

"Dead !!"

The strings are entangled, and although the warrior figurine is also clay, its defense is super strong, and its strength is huge, completely ignoring the strings on its body, and kicking the ghost general under his feet!

Poof-

Blood spits out, and the ghost general still doesn't believe that a clay warrior can actually restrain himself!

The katana is held high, and the oni will not be able to escape, and the tip of the sword falls.

"Hehe, the emperor's mud refining Shikshin really lives up to its name."

A voice flickered near and far, and the clay warrior dropped his sword, the tip of which was kicked off by a black shadow.

In front of him, a handsome red-haired boy appeared.

The young man looked at the little girl: "Is Your Excellency Chiba of Shion Temple?" ”

After speaking, one hand pinched the attacking warrior figurines, and the warrior figurines began to shatter inch by inch.