Fan Jingqi followed behind Yaoming, and Yaoming pulled out the blazing knife behind his back to cut off the obstructive grass on the side of the road, and the cutting action was very skillful.

"When will he wake up?" Fan Jingqi walked along the path he had carved out.

Yaoming shook off the long pole in his hand and said in a muffled voice, "Tomorrow." ”

Fan Jingqi said: "Oh. ”

The two of them had nothing to say, Fan Jingqi only felt that Yaoming was extremely cold today, although he was so speechless on weekdays, but he always felt that something was wrong. He reached out and tugged at Yaoming's sleeve.

Yaoming froze in place, lowered his wrist, and flattened the Flame Knife.

Fan Jingqi pretended not to see his small movements, but silently let go of his hand and said, "I don't want to accuse you." ”

"Hmm." Yaoming loosened his shoulders and pinned the knife behind his waist.

Fan Jingqi said: "What you did was right. ”

Yaoming stopped talking, and looked back at the village in the distance.

Fan Jingqi put on a good attitude, and after looking around to make sure that there was no danger, he asked, "You are not the same as in the morning, what did you encounter?" ”

"No," Yaoming stood below, looking up at Fan Jingqi, "It's appropriate to go near the village now." ”

Fan Jingqi was a little confused, looking at Yaoming in a daze, and always felt that something was different about him.

Yaoming noticed Fan Jingqi's movements, raised his eyelids in confusion, and asked, "What?" ”

"You...... Forget it," Fan Jingqi suppressed the discomfort in her heart and shook her head, "Let's go." ”

Yaoming was silent, and stretched out his hand to pick up Fan Jingqi.

Fan Jingqi was flattered and said, "I can do it." ”

"Come on." Yaoming couldn't help but say, grabbed Fan Jingqi's hand and led the people down the mountain, not noticing that he had bent his wrist in an arc.

Fan Jingqi: "......" hand was clenched so painfully, Fan Jingqi withdrew his hand back, and found that he couldn't move.

Fan Jingqi pressed Yaoming's shoulder: "Go now?" Will it be discovered? ”

"I'm here." Yaoming clasped his backhand on the back of Fan Jingqi's hand and patted it soothingly.

Fan Jingqi took a deep breath, it was really wrong, and the Yaoming in front of him seemed to be affected by something. He stopped where he was, and put on an attitude that he would not go with him unless the other party was willing to explain to him what was going to the jungle, Fan Jingqi slowly spoke: "Yaoming." ”

"Fan Jingqi ——!"

A roar spread across half the mountain.

Fan Jingqi's eyes widened and she looked back. Yaoming immediately pulled out the Blazing Flame Knife, dodged in front of Fan Jingqi, and said angrily: "Oh no! ”

"That's ——!" Fan Jingqi couldn't believe his ears and looked at Yaoming, but another man with him suddenly appeared in front of the two, he was against the light and shadow, making people unable to see his face clearly, and his hands were wrapped with thick black gas. Yaoming pinched the hilt of the knife, stretched out his hand to stop Fan Jingqi, who was about to step forward, and said, "Go and wait for me behind the stone over there." ”

"Yao ......" Fan Jingqi looked at the man standing in front of him blankly, and didn't hear the words of the people around him at all.

Yaoming said in a deep voice: "Obedient." ”

The man stepped up the stone steps, his face bloodstained, angry flames beating in his pupils. Fan Jingqi recognized him - it was Yaoming.

"What's going on!" Fan Jingqi's whole body was hairy, and cold sweat broke out on his back instantly, and he subconsciously let go of the hand holding Yaoming's arm.

"Yaoming" in the distance wiped the blade of the knife with two fingers, stared straight at the man next to Fan Jingqi, and said, "Yes." ”

Fan Jingqi looked at the two identical Yaoming, and cold air oozed from his body.

Yaoming beside him took a deep breath, escorted Fan Jingqi back, and whispered: "That person is not me, they can disguise themselves as me." ”

"Really?" Fan Jingqi stared at the back of his head, and a faint Buddha aura flashed in his eyes, "You——! Not. The "Yaoming" in front of him instantly turned into a black mist, and he turned around to lock the person firmly.

"Jingqi ——!" The real Yaoming let out a loud shout and hurried towards him.

Fan Jingqi heard Yaoming's shout and opened his eyes, only to see a sea of blood.

"Yaoming ......" Fan Jingqi tried hard to see the outside world clearly, and Dinghaizhu faintly emitted Buddha qi to dispel the illusion in front of him.

A point of light erupted from the black mist, and Yaoming swung his knife towards the point of light.

The black mist dispersed, dodging the knife and regrouping in place. The unconscious Fan Jingqi was lifted out of the black mist, and the outline of Yaoming's face appeared on the other side, clinging to his side tightly.

Yaoming threw a flaming knife with his backhand, dispersing the black mist that had transformed into himself.

The black mist roared, stopped fighting, hid Fan Jingqi again, and took him down the mountain.

Yaoming picked up the knife and immediately chased after the village.

Hmmm-

A basin of cold water was poured on his head, Fan Jingqi was awakened, and the yin wind blew into his neck, making people so uncomfortable.

"Ah——!h The old voice seemed to be choked, as if it had been choked, as poignant as a ghost. The woman's complexion was gray, the flesh and skin on her face were stacked on top of each other, her cloudy eyes stared at Fan Jingqi, and she still had a staff full of broken bones on her right hand. There was also a famous young man standing beside her, staring at Fan Jingqi motionlessly.

Fan Jingqi subconsciously hid back: "Who are you!" ”

As if she could not hear her, the old woman raised her staff above her head and chanted an incomprehensible incantation in her mouth.

The boy fell to his knees and reverently pointed at the staff.

Fan Jingqi saw the gate, turned around and ran towards the gate.

The young man propped up his body with his hands, turned his neck three hundred and sixty degrees, and ran towards Fan Jingqi in a crawling way with an expressionless face.

Fan Jingqi's legs were grabbed by the young man, he looked back, and just met the young man's eyes: "Oh my God! "Fan Jingqi is going crazy, I've seen a fox demon and a Gu carving, I've never seen such a demon!

The old woman put down her staff and knocked it on the ground three times.

The young man's head turned around again, directly arched his upper body, and stood up with Fan Jingqi's waist. The cold hand touched Fan Jingqi's waist, and the inhuman temperature gave him goosebumps.

"What the hell is going on!"

Fan Jingqi clutched the handle on the door in a broken heart, but he was still invincible to the strength of the person behind him.

The young man picked up Fan Jingqi, threw him backwards, and threw him back at the feet of the old woman.

The back of Fan Jingqi's head hit the ground, dizzy for a few seconds, and was grabbed by the collar and raised his face.

The old woman's enlarged face appeared in front of him, and Fan Jingqi turned her face sideways, not wanting to smell the stench emanating from her body.

"Ahh The old woman opened her mouth slightly, and the young man instantly appeared behind Fan Jingqi, and his hands passed under his armpits, strangling him in front of him.

The old woman raised her staff and swung it down towards Fan Jingqi's head. Fan Jingqi was covered with blood, Fan Jingqi endured the pain, still struggling, and said, "Let go of me!" ”

The old woman opened her mouth, spat out a wisp of black gas from her mouth, and sprayed it on Fan Jingqi's face.

"Poof——!

The young man let go of his hand, and Fan Jingqi lay on the ground, clutching his neck in pain.

The old woman used her staff to beat on the ground, and the black qi entered her body along the wound on Fan Jingqi's head, and after walking all over her body, it came out of her eye sockets.

Fan Jingqi convulsed in pain, the young man tilted his head, expressionless to grab him, and strangled Fan Jingqi's neck, making him face the old woman.

The old woman pulled a bone from the staff, which still had old blood stains on it, and she aimed the tip of the bone at Fan Jingqi's eyes.

"Let ......" Fan Jingqi closed his eyes, and the young man opened his eyelids with his fingers.

The old woman threw away her staff, her long nails were full of mud, and she pinched Fan Jingqi's chin, ready to gouge out his eyes.

Fan Jingqi has a dull pain on the side of his face, and if he doesn't avoid it, he will be blind! He gasped, used the last of his strength, and shouted, "Let go——! ”

The light of the Buddha is shining, and the golden color is rising.

Yaoming stood in the middle of the villagers who had been controlled, locking on to the distant position.

The old woman and the boy were bounced against the wall and couldn't move for a while.

Fan Jingqi hurriedly got up, stumbled open the door, and ran outside.

The old woman brushed aside the broken arm on her body, and the young man seemed to be out of breath, and a faint black gas came out of the two broken arms. The old woman was right on her wrist bone, and walked towards the house with her staff.

There was silence in the village, and all the villagers had vanished.

Fan Jingqi didn't know how long it took to stop running.

"Bluff."

He heard movement behind him and hurriedly ran to the east, Fan Jingqi hid by the straw, wiped the blood from his head, and forced himself to calm down.

Where is this, who are they, and where is Yaoming now?

Fan Jingqi's brain was a mess, and the excessive fright and the wound on his head made his whole body gradually sluggish. Fan Jingqi raised his hand and slapped himself in the face to cheer himself up.

No matter what, he also has Dinghaizhu to protect him, and those people can't hurt him for a while, and the top priority is to join Yaoming.

Fan Jingqi gasped, stood up, looked around the situation, and made sure that it was okay before coming out from behind the haystack.

Are there only those two weirdos here?

Fan Jingqi passed by two houses and saw no signs of human habitation, but the livestock raised at the bottom were not affected, and they still should eat and sleep.

He picked up the stones from the ground, made a sign at the house, and moved on.

Fan Jingqi walked for nearly half an hour, tired and his feet were sore, he found a house to sit down, holding the sickle he picked up in his hand.

"Where are you......" Fan Jingqi was wistful, looking at the gradually darkening sky, her heart was full of sorrow.

Village.

Yaoming looked indifferently at this group of villagers who had no self-consciousness, and put all the people down with a point in his hand.

But when he was about to enter, he was blocked by a seal at the door.

Yaoming looked at the magic pattern in front of him, raised the Flame Knife, and slashed it indifferently.

One, two.

Only when it was smashed would the magic pattern flash a hint of red, and the scorching knife swung dozens of times, and the seal did not show the slightest trace of loosening.

Yao Ming gasped, stared at the seal for a few seconds, and then carried out the demonic qi in his hand and slowly attached it to the seal.

The demonic qi was like a blender, spiraling through Yaoming's sleeves, leaving scars on his forearms.

As if he didn't feel the pain, Yao Ming pressed his hand on the seal without moving, and the demonic energy continued to pour into the seal.

Half a minute passed, the magic pattern burst, and Yaoming ran into the village with half of his bare arms. I want to talk about "Villain Love Guidelines" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~