"Phew~"

As soon as the mist poured out, the beast monster that was acting as a mount screamed, stopped moving, and kept stepping on its hooves.

The prey was tossed aside, and the sturdy fire-weary man leaned vigilantly against the young man, spear in hand.

In this ancient era, there were all kinds of strange and gifted beasts, and their first reaction was not to think that this was a man-made ambush.

I thought I had encountered some strange beasts, but the two tacitly agreed not to make any drastic moves, and waited for the other party to leave or show up before making plans.

"The law of heaven is clear, the law of the earth is spiritual, yin and yang are manifested, and the urgency is like a law!"

The very simple eye-opening spell was blessed by Shang Biao on Huang Gui, and after he saw the surrounding scene clearly, he was also a little convinced of Shang Biao's methods.

"You wait a minute, I'll separate them first and then you can do it."

Shang Biao said a word, and took out the corpse of the fire-weary country from the ticket space.

The ghost boy possessed his body, manipulating the corpse and walking towards the position where the two fire-weary people were close together.

At this time, the ghost boy has grown a lot compared to the previous video, at least he can reach the level of a normal person after possession.

Within a few steps of the two men, the ghost boy bent his knees and pounced.

The two flames exploded on the corpse indiscriminately, and the burned muscles 'hissed'.

Although the ghost boy who landed on the ground was a little afraid of the flames, under Shang Biao's order, he still got up and walked over with a scorched body.

"Huobi!"

Such a close distance also allowed the two to recognize the identity of the corpse, and the total population of the Fire Disgust Country was not more than a few million, except for the elderly, women, and children, who could act as warriors must know each other.

Therefore, seeing the familiar face, the stout man subconsciously called out the name of the corpse, and only the young man asked with a puzzled face.

"Brother Yan, why are you here, and what's going on?"

Young people's questions, naturally, were not answered. The corpse manipulated by the ghost boy suddenly twitched and shook.

The stout man closest to the ghost boy was obviously familiar with the corpse before his death, and took the initiative to step forward to support the ghost boy who was swaying and walking unsteadily.

What kind of owner raises what kind of pet, the ghost boy's next performance made Shang Biao's eyes shine, it seems that this little thing still has cultivation value.

"Hello, are you crazy!"

The stout man holding the ghost boy didn't expect that his old friend would suddenly wrap his arms and bite him on the neck. Before the young man could come to help, the ghost boy fell to the ground with him and rolled into the mist.

The young man rushed into the fog to save someone, but after running a few steps, he found that there was nothing around, and the way back was gone.

"It's your turn!"

Shang Biao asked Huang Gui to sneak attack the guard who was injured by the ghost boy, and he observed from the sidelines, secretly assessing his ability.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

The corpse possessed by the ghost boy had been beaten to an inhuman shape, and when Huang Gui made a move, the ferocious fire-weary people were still venting their anger on the corpse.

Friends are friends, and anyone who is suddenly planted with a red strawberry on the neck of the same sex will also be angry.

Especially when he found that the black brother lying on top of him had already lost his breath, and being defiled by the corpse made this iron-blooded straight man feel malicious humiliation.

The figure silently emerged from the mist, and Huang Gui's hands were put on two dark golden fingered tigers with left and right blades, shaped like bats.

When he made a move, the stout man who abused the corpse seemed to have long eyes behind his back, turned his iron fist and slammed it, and a long-accumulated heart fire gushed out of his mouth.

The starling-like beast flew up from Huang Gui's body, and also spit out a mouthful of much smaller flames, the sneak attack failed, Huang Gui released the alien beast talent to block, and he hid in the mist again to find an opportunity.

Seeing that he couldn't fight for a while, Shang Biao's attention was on the projection message.

"(and bulge), the recent actors are so stubborn, I haven't seen that kind of pure man fight for a long time. Crowdfund, let this newcomer go up and do a fight, hide behind and face our ticket money! ”

"Alas! I finally found an actor who fits my taste, so I do it~ I'm in favor of (0_0)! The crowdfunding has contributed 500, and the rest is up to you. ”

The following are all messages agreeing to crowdfunding, and after a while, Shang Biao received the task of the theater.

"Your audience has a custom task through crowdfunding: pick a fire-weary country to kill each other in a head-to-head duel, ban the use of pistol explosives, etc., weapons that don't fit the era of the film. The task reward is 1,400 pieces, whether to receive it or not. ”

Shang Biao thought about it and took over his first custom task.

Although he doesn't like to kill, he doesn't like to tear up a bone thrown by his master like a dog.

But who can really be at ease in life, maybe he will one day reach the realm of creating the power of cinema in order to get rid of this shackle.

With the peachwood sword in his hand, Shang Biao found the young fire-weary countryman.

"Seven Stars - Greedy Wolf Descends!"

Although he asked for a head-to-head duel, Shang Biao didn't believe that his beginner's seven-star swordsmanship could hurt his opponent just by sneak attacks.

"Ding!"

Shang Biao's sword pulling Starlight was blocked, and the sword and spear pressed against each other, and through the mist, both sides looked at each other.

Feeling the huge power in his hand, Shang Biao figured out his catties, compared with this fire-weary countryman who has been fighting with foreign beasts all year round, he is obviously not an opponent.

"Are you the enemy who made this mist to stop me? Report your tribe, name! I, son of the chief of the Fireweary Nation, will grant you destruction! ”

"Tanuki, in the name of this weak monster, is it qualified to say such big things?"

Joined the country of fire weariness, some customs and movie tickets have been introduced, Shang Biao took a look at it while waiting, and also understood a rough idea.

The inhabitants of the Fire-Weary Nation do not have a name until they reach adulthood, and only at the coming-of-age ceremony can they take the name of the prey as their name.

And the full name of the raccoon dog is Raccoon Li, which is probably a little piglet with chicken paws. Although it is a rui beast, the human tribe that can allow it to reach to build a large number of buildings, but it has no combat power of its own.

"Insulting a warrior costs blood, and your head will be adorned and hung on the wall by me as a testament to my strength."

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Yan Li's words were no longer nonsense, the metal spear in his hand shook, and stabbed at Shang Biao with the cooperation of the flames spit out of his mouth.

"Seven Stars - Lu Cun Fubi!"

The sword in his hand changed, and the starlight gathered in front of Shang Biao into a shield, the flames and starlight disappeared at the same time, and the spear that stabbed out also lost its target.

Reappeared, Shang Biao was already behind Yan Li.

The peachwood sword mixed with residual starlight brought a streak of blood and an angry cry.

Like an enraged beast, the spear in his hand kept smashing down at the mist, splashing a little spark.