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King Li shook his head, looked at the sky in front of him, sighed and said, "Ah, if you are here, I'm afraid you will act with the little white face." After speaking, he turned around and walked in the other direction, and hundreds of poisonous bone corpses also walked out of the darkness behind him.

Ten miles away from here, nearly 10,000 people rushed in the night, and the leaders were the cursed witches and the witches.

The three major villages of the Miao nationality actually dispatched the whole army for the Holy Son and Ao Tianxue, and the three witches of the Miao nationality were still very afraid of Ao Tianxue.

Late at night, the autumn is a little cool, the brothers in the cottage are a little cool, three groups of two people are chatting with each other, and the atmosphere is relaxed.

A brother with a spear in his hand frowned, walked towards everyone, and said angrily: What are you doing, the owner of the village has repeatedly warned us, it has not been peaceful recently, you don't want to live anymore, you are actually lazy!

Several people snorted coldly when they heard this, and one of them said: The owner of the village is just a coward, and now there is the Holy Son in the village, and there are many hermits and masters, and there are even a few big witches, who dares to attack us! You can't find death!

"You..." Hearing the other party say this, he looked at the others with disdain on their faces.

He shook the spear in his hand and shook his head helplessly. They all forgot that even though the Holy Son was powerful in witchcraft, he didn't know kung fu after all.

Just thinking about it, a thick fog began to rise around him, and the dense fog was very fast, instantly covering the cottage and obscuring his vision, and smelling a little fragrant.

"Not good" The man with the spear in his hand was shocked, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his cuffs, but it was a step too late, and the moment the mist was inhaled, it felt like the world was spinning. Then he remembered something, turned around suddenly, and happened to see the heads of several people behind him flying up, and blood spurted out.

The pupils dilated instantly, but a steel knife swept over, and a ghostly smiling face appeared in front of him.

The ghostly smile giggled, and said, "Die."

The moment he saw the ghost's smiling face, he remembered something, and a signal flare on his waist suddenly pulled up, and the whoosh flare shot into the sky, emitting a pink light.

At the same time as the signal flick was fired, his own head was also cut off by a steel knife.

Mo Xiao withdrew his steel knife and looked up at the signal flare that emitted a pink-red light in the air.

"Cut, the reaction is fast" After speaking, he looked behind him, and hundreds of poisonous bone corpses had already begun to attack the stockade. The wooden gate was destroyed by the bone corpses almost instantly, and the bone corpses instantly swarmed into the stockade.

Many people rushed out of the room, and when they saw someone outside the door, they rushed to kill with a roar. He didn't seem to see the enemy, and he didn't know that he was facing a skeleton.

The steel knife slashed at the bone corpse, and the bone corpse's blood splattered, and the blood was not red, but black and blue.

The blood of the bone corpse splashed on the Ah Shanzhai Miao people, and everyone let out screams, some of their skin turned black and fell to the ground, and some began to scratch their skin frantically, and even scratched the meat and continued.

Flares woke up the sleeping people, who took up their weapons and rushed out of the house, weapons in their hands. After rushing out, he killed the enemy.

For a while, the shouting of killing shook the sky, and the smell of blood filled the air.

At first, he still had the advantage, until batches of bone corpses continued to appear, and King Li arrived with hundreds of bone corpses.

Ah, almost all the warriors in the cottage have recently joined the village, and they are idle people who have no sense of belonging. Seeing the overwhelming number of bone corpses rushing towards him, he actually put down his weapon and ran towards the mountain behind him.

When one person fled, someone followed, and the crowd began to flee backwards.

Ah Shan put on a good battle armor and came to the gate of the Holy Son with dozens of cronies, and saw that the gate was closed. Ah, the mountain stomps his feet. When is it, the Holy Son is still sleeping.

stepped forward and slammed the door hard, shouting: Holy Son, wake up.

The holy son in the house was sleeping soundly, and was awakened by the sound of Ah Shan banging on the door, and suddenly got up, rubbed his eyes, and said impatiently: Who!

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