The ghost of the seventieth long chapter is not gone

"I, I like 。。。。。。" Cui Yue summoned up great courage and almost blurted out.

At the same time, Yang Liu's face changed greatly, his pretty face turned white instantly, his eyes widened, and his face was extremely frightened, as if he had seen something amazing, pointing behind Cui Yue and shouting, his voice was out of shape.

"Ahh Yes, there is。。。。。 ”

Before the words fell, Yang Liu had already looked at each other, his legs were weak, he fainted in fright, and his whole body fell to the ground softly.

Cui Yue finally broke through the shackles in his heart, his blood boiled in his chest, and he shouted out what he was thinking.

Who would have thought that after saying half a sentence, this girl would faint.

Could it be that I was too excited to hear this sentence, and it was difficult to hide the joy in my heart for a while, my heart was beating fast, and my blood rushed to my head.

Cui Yue froze in place stupidly, and he really didn't react for a while.

"No, it seems that something is wrong, this girl just pointed behind me, as if she was scared and fainted, behind her, behind her 。。。。。" Cui Yue banged in his head, and there was a fishy smell in his nose, and his heart became vigilant, only to feel a sound of swallowing and chewing behind him.

Click, click, click.

Cui Yue had a very bad premonition in his heart, feeling that his back bone was being stared at by some unknown terrible creature, and his heart was beating wildly.

Cui Yue turned around slowly, although his heart was ready, he was still shocked, his eyes swept away, and he saw a headless corpse standing behind him, a huge blood hole in his neck, and his head was missing.

Ah, this ...

Cui Yue exclaimed, the hair on his whole body stood upside down, and he heard a clicking sound in his ears, and looked down at the sound.

Only then did he find a mutilated head hanging upside down on his belly, his mouth was chewing, and a pair of dead gray eyes were staring at him, with a fierce face.

"You, you are!"

Cui Yue suddenly remembered the missing corpse in the video hall, and searched the entire hall at that time, but he didn't find it, and he didn't expect it to appear here, or that this person was not a ghost or a ghost.

Cui Yue never dreamed that the corpse that appeared in front of him would come to life, and he would stand in front of him incompletely.

The fear of stiffness and poison is difficult to escape the ascension to heaven, the soul of the living is born, the corpse is incomplete, the wisdom is not satisfied, and the bloody corpse is killed as desired. Blood corpses are not the same as walking corpses.

The Lord in front of him is a bloody corpse.

Where did Cui Yue understand this, he only thought in his mind that this guy had become a slave of the painted skin ghost after his death, and at this time he had come to settle accounts with himself after the autumn.

What should I do now, the glasses boy is not around, and he is alone, which is difficult to match.

Cui Yue glanced at the willow on the side and smiled bitterly.

It's too late to escape for her life, and there is an oil bottle on the ground, no matter what, she has to protect her to the death.

Before he had time to think about the situation in front of him, the bloody corpse had already screamed and pounced.

In the distance, a headless corpse ran over, its hands fluttering, its head dangling upside down, and its dead gray eyes almost falling out.

Cui Yue's scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to slack off under his hands, and with a whoosh, the peachwood sword was already in his hand, and he strode to kill it.

Look at the sword!

Burst!

Cui Yue saw a loophole, and sent out a sword, hitting the heart of the bloody corpse.

The peachwood sword emitted a faint golden light around its body, piercing the chest of the bloody corpse, like it was pierced on a ball of soft marshmallows, and it couldn't exert any strength, which was completely different from the copper skin and iron bones of the painted skin ghost. The entire sword body was sunk into the flesh, but the tip of the sword was not penetrated at all, and the previous faint golden light was even weaker and pitiful at this time, almost gone.

The bloody corpse roared angrily from under its crotch, and the two slaps with a cyclone had already slapped over.

Cui Yue dared to stop, pulled out the peachwood sword with his hand, jumped backwards, and jumped out.

It's dangerous! I almost got fanned into a photo!

Cui Yue didn't have time to retreat, and the bloody corpse pounced again, a pair of big hands were bruised and deformed, and the tendons were prominent, which was extremely terrifying.

Cui Yue didn't dare to be careless, this thing would definitely not be so easy to deal with, and it would definitely not be much better if it fell into his hands, maybe it would have to be eaten alive.

At this time, Yang Liu still fainted on the ground, unconscious.

Cui Yue had to try his best to lead the blood corpse in the opposite direction, away from Yang Liu.

The blood corpse shrugged his shoulders, and the blood hole on his shoulder also moved, seeing the broken flesh flying sideways, and the bones and ballast could be seen clearly, Cui Yue almost vomited.

It's okay for you to fight with me, but can you not disgust me.

Cui Yue just shook his head, and the big hand of the bloody corpse slapped towards him, seeing that it was enlarged in front of him, he hurriedly raised his sword to block.

Boom!

A muffled sound!

Cui Yue was frightened, only to feel a huge force attacking, and the peach wood sword in his hand almost fell off. The body couldn't help but take three steps back.

Cui Yue didn't have the slightest way to take the blood corpse for a while, the peach wood sword pierced the corpse, it had no effect, and if it was consumed like this, he was not his opponent at all.

If only there was a spell that could conjure up the spectacle freak, and it would be able to fix the in front of you.

Cui Yue retreated a little later, thinking hard about how to deal with this bloody corpse.

The bloody corpse suddenly attacked again, but this time the object was changed to Yang Liu lying on the ground, raising a big foot and stomping on Yang Liu's waist and abdomen.

It's worth it!

Cui Yue was taken aback, hurriedly jumped forward, flew up, and stepped heavily on the chest of the blood corpse, and the whole body smashed on the blood corpse's body by random inertia.

Roar!

The center of gravity of the bloody corpse was unstable by this impact, and it was planted backwards, almost sitting on the ground with its butt, hanging upside down on its belly, and its head almost got under its crotch.

Cui Yue was unforgiving, and before he could stand firm under his feet, the peach wood sword in his hand stabbed out with his backhand, and directly took the blood hole in his shoulder, and stirred it in it, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew sideways, the fishy smell was even stronger, and the purple-black juice splashed all over his body.

This was the only place where the bloody corpse was exposed, and it was painful for a moment, and the whole face was even more distorted, and the mouth was screaming.

The bloody corpse's hands suddenly reached out, firmly grasping Cui Yue's wrists, and the joints rattled, making Cui Yue unable to move.

Cui Yue's heart is not good, this bloody corpse is extremely powerful, and he can't break free.

Cui Yue's hands were blue, and the small peach wood sword in his hand was a little unsteady.

At this moment, Cui Yue suddenly heard a strange scream under the blood corpse, and his blue and purple face opened a big mouth, full of fangs, which was extremely hideous!

Cui Yue was taken aback, and then remembered that the head of the bloody corpse was still hanging upside down on his belly, how could he forget such a ballast.

Cui Yue hurriedly lowered his head and swept his gaze, only to see the bloody corpse's head open its bloody mouth, and a mouthful of fangs opened its mouth towards his crotch and bit it!

I'll rub you mother's! It's going to kill you!

Cui Yue's soul was about to fly away, only to feel the yin wind under his crotch, and his little stomach was cramping.