The old knife is bitter in his heart.

thought that he would be a hard worker all his life, but the change of fate made him meet a nobleman, and in just one year, he accumulated wealth that he couldn't even think of before. The sudden wealth of the poor breeds greater desires and ambitions, and he plans to contract a gambling hall in a few years, raise dozens of horses, and taste the taste of the next overlord.

didn't think about it, he had just taken a small step personally, and before the entire human race could follow the step, he met Qi Zihuan and the three of them.

First, the good and vicious little ghost was cut into a three-legged toad, and then he was knocked on the door, changing his tricks to make him freeze and not say anything, and there was a chick on the side to record the video.

This is bullying! The old knife puffed up tears of humiliation in the corners of his eyes and shouted in his heart.

……

Qi Zihuan was also bitter in his heart.

Thinking that Chu Renmei, who had killed nearly a hundred people, was destroyed by him, and at this time he met a little ghost who was not much bigger than a Chihuahua, so he thought that it should be a success of a sword.

I don't know that this little ghost is practicing a thief, and he is a thief with only one foot, so that he can't stab his sword or thunder, and he runs around the house with ghosts.

I have the intention to be a puppet as a helper, but it's okay to lure the enemy with a little paper man or a small paper crane, and the head-on confrontation is estimated to be slapped away by a claw.

Thinking of this, he glanced hatefully at the black cat lying on his stomach beside Xiaoxiao's feet.

Aren't you quite capable just now, and you scratched my face! What sleep now!

But you can do it, you can do it!

……

The little ghost also ...... in his heart

Well, no one knows if it's bitter or not.

……

It was the coffin beauty that broke the ice.

Seeing the chaos in the room, she wanted to take the opportunity to sneak away, but as soon as she got up and stepped out of the coffin, she was involved in a thigh wound. The bandages were red with new blood, and her legs and feet were weak, and she was about to fall to the side when she leaned over.

Fortunately, Qi Zihuan happened to pass by, and the long arm holding the sword held her in one round.

It feels soft and waxy, and the body fragrance is fresh, even in such a tense moment, Qi Zihuan still feels refreshed.

The old knife didn't make up for the thunder and lightning in time, and he seized the opportunity to drag his paralyzed body to the corner, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he cut a deep cut in his palm with a dagger.

Hold the small rib in the wounded hand and soak the rune with blood.

The big-headed little ghost suddenly stopped, his whole body trembled, and when he turned around, his eyes were already blood-red, and the saliva in his mouth flowed into a silk thread.

jumped hard and pounced straight at Qi Zihuan.

Qi Zihuan was holding the coffin beauty with his right hand holding the sword, and he should not have been able to make an effective attack action. But the palm of his right hand suddenly opened, and the peachwood sword disappeared out of thin air, and the left hand holding the wooden tower shook it twice.

The tower is closed, and the sword is out.

One turned sideways, let the beautiful woman in his arms to the back, and handed the wooden sword in his left hand forward, stabbing directly into the belly of the little ghost.

The imp let out a piercing scream, and did not pause, but continued to pounce on him.

The tip of the peachwood sword had pierced through its back, and the wound seemed to be burned by the wooden sword, making a sizzling sound.

Rao is like this, the little ghost still unswervingly pounced on the hilt of the sword, opened his big mouth that exuded a rancid breath and bit down on Qi Zihuan's left wrist.

Qi Zihuan's full force to urge the Golden Light Divine Spell could not withstand the little ghost's crazy bite, although he offset most of the force and kept the bones uninjured, but he was still bitten through the flesh.

He endured the pain, twisted the wooden sword to stir the little ghost's abdominal wound to pieces, and then shook it hard, throwing out the little ghost, who was already at the end of the crossbow.

The imp fell to the wall and landed no longer moving.

I saw a deep tooth mark on my wrist, the wound began to swell, and the blood flowing out turned from red to black.

He didn't dare to delay, and summoned the Zhaori Tower again, sucking out all the corpse qi remaining in the wound, and felt a little relieved until he saw the blood return to normal.

Later, I still have to go to the hospital for vaccination, look at the appearance of the little ghost's drooling all over the place, and if you can't keep it, it's rabies.

Qi Zihuan thought as he stared viciously at the old knife who was lost on the side.

Lao Dao is just a Macau stacker, and he is not a black boxer in the underground boxing market, and his biggest reliance is on this big-headed ghost. Now that the imp has completely lost his combat effectiveness, he can no longer afford to resist.

"It's over, it's all over......" Old Knife leaned his back against the wall and sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, muttering indistinctly.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and said to Qi Zihuan with some excitement: "I have money!" As long as you let me go, you can take all the money in my downstairs safe! ”

Qi Zihuan looked at the smile that didn't show anything, and then said coldly: "How much cause and effect is involved in your money, we don't dare to take it." ”

Although Qi Zihuan is short of money in the five elements of his life, he has been taught by his grandfather since he was a child, and he still understands the basic principles of life.

Whether it is the money that I used to make a fool of in the white affairs dojo, or the money I got by completing the task with Xiaoxiao now, at least it is still obtained by taking what everyone needs and exchanging it at an equivalent price.

And this blood-soaked banknote of the old knife is like a flower of desire, tempting is tempting, but it can't be touched.

"Money is money, and I will give you whatever cause and effect. Please, let me go! The old knife was on the verge of collapse, and pleaded with a sad face.

"You go and destroy the imp first, as for what you do...... We'll talk about that later. Qi Zihuan didn't know how to deal with people like Lao Dao in the past, and thought about discussing with Xiaoxiao later to see if he would turn himself in.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it."

The old knife thought that there was a glimmer of life, consciously threw the dagger on the ground, walked to the little ghost with his ribs, turned the little ghost over, and was about to use the sharp end of the rib to pierce it into the center of his eyebrows.

The little ghost suddenly opened his eyes, dodged his ribs, and bit the old knife's right hand, biting off all the remaining four fingers.

After two rough chews, the fingers were swallowed into the stomach.

The old knife just let out a scream, and before he could escape, his neck was bitten again, and he tore it again, biting off a large piece of tendons and flesh.

Blood gushed out, and the old knife fell to the ground and convulsed, obviously hopeless.

Qi Zihuan was also shocked by this sudden blood, and was stunned for a long time before he walked over with a calm face and stabbed the head of the little ghost who was still devouring the lord a few times.

The two corpses, one large and one small, were stacked on top of each other, both of which were blurred with flesh and blood, and from then on, they no longer cared about the master and servant, and did not distinguish each other.

Seeing that the blood on the ground was still spreading, Qi Zihuan was silent.

"Well, thank you so much just now, are your hands okay?"

A soft voice behind him pulled Qi Zihuan out of his suppressed emotions.

He turned to reply, but saw a looming stand under the veil.

Gee!

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, a glance at the mountains!