Chapter Seventy-Five: Murder in the Wild
The autumn wind is strong, the board is sincere, silent everywhere, suitable for killing!
Yang Yichuan's knife has no sheath, it can kill ghosts and kill people, his eyes are already full of coldness, and the autumn wind around him is warm compared to it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
His legs moved on the ground, and the killing intent on his body grew stronger with each step forward, and his heart beat slowly, killing people, it was not the first time he had killed.
Meat Grinder's eyes widened, the bloodshot in his eyes reflected a scarlet shadow, his steel knife still emitting cold light in the air, and he felt the fear he had done before!
Yang Yichuan almost turned into a streamer and ran towards the meat grinder! The withered grass beside him had not yet fallen, but the man was already in front of him, and the words in his mouth were chanting: "Wind! It was just a small spell, he had seen the youth cast it, and then he had learned it. And this spell has been improved by the youth, and it can be cast on the move, and the first time it was cast, it gave Yang Yichuan a great surprise.
The meat grinder knew it was too late to retract the steel knife! He never thought that he hadn't seen this kid in front of him for a few days, and he had actually grown to this point!
He felt the fluctuations in Yang Yichuan's body, it was actually the late stage of Ming Jin! If it is the other party's fist and foot exercises, he can still deal with a person in the late stage of Mingjin, but this kid in front of him is very weird, and there is no rule to shoot!
It was this strange and powerful feeling that made him feel unprecedented pressure, and he might be here if he was not careful!
The meat grinder looked at the gray yin in front of him and said: "Shaft, you dare!"
The sound was like a mountain, startling a jackdaw, and Yang Yichuan's floating voice echoed in his ears: "Kill you!" Then he saw the figure rush towards him!
But the strange thing is that the meat grinder didn't seem to have any panic or panic, but showed a cold smile, he shook his head and said: "Still too young, I admit that you are very good, but today, you are dead!" ”
"Poof!"
Several throwing knives suddenly burst out of the meat grinder! Straight into the gray shadow in front of it! Then it pierced and cut through the dead grass behind it.
At this time, the steel knife of the meat grinder had also fallen, and the overwhelming shadow of the knife fell to the ground, turning the dead grass and dirt into dust, and of course, the gray shadow.
"It's a pity, if you give it some time, I'm afraid it will turn the sky upside down!"
The meat grinder was in a very comfortable mood, and finally solved a big problem, and now he was more sure of the harm of talking too much, this time there was no nonsense, and the result was very smooth.
"Hmph, those idiots in the movie deserve to die because of the words."
"Whoa!"
The meat grinder shook his hands, and the two steel knives returned to his hands, strangely there was not the slightest blood on them, and there was no strong smell in the air.
"Bad ......"
Only then did he realize that something was wrong, and suddenly a chill ran in his back, and as he turned his head, he felt a sharp pain.
The meat grinder looked at the black knife that came out of his heart, his pupils gradually dilated, and he saw the fallen leaves in the air, and the last words he left in this world were two words: "Good knife!" “
"Poof!"
Yang Yichuan pulled out the broken ghost, and there was still no blood on it, but it seemed to be even more demonic, dark red in the black!
"Poof!"
The body of the meat grinder fell on the soft dead grass, and the blood gradually invaded the ground, and even the dead grass around it was a little red.
This was the second spell he had learned—the Blinding Technique! A fallen leaf formed a shadow to attract the attention of the meat grinder, and he himself made a detour behind the meat grinder, and now he was glad that he didn't have the blood to kill him from the front, if he guess he wouldn't be able to dodge the sharp knives.
Looking at the corpse of the meat grinder, Yang Yichuan's heart did not fluctuate, it was like breaking a branch, he just felt that a lot of changes had occurred in his awakening, like a dream for a thousand years, what he learned from the dream was not only some spells but also means of fighting the enemy! At this moment, he is called an experienced killer! And he wants to be the young man of his dreams, and if he has a choice, he would prefer to be called a butcher.
"Kung Fu still can't get home!"
Yang Yichuan circled around the corpse of the meat grinder a few times, and he shook his head dissatisfied, always feeling that he could do better.
"It's nothing to kill monsters, but I think killing people should be more ...... Be a little artistic. ”
This is the conclusion that Yang Yichuan has come to in this world, there are fewer and fewer people, and there will be fewer and fewer people, so he should harvest the lives of those people in a more artistic way, monsters are like mustards, they can be ravaged at will, but people are like bright flowers, worthy of his special treatment.
Yang Yichuan picked up the steel knife of the meat grinder, it was very heavy, it was definitely made of stainless steel, and he waved it twice and felt that his arm was sore. He looked at the body of the meat grinder again and said, "Although I don't know your name, I still want to thank you." Thank you for living in this world for so long...... Killed by me. ”
As soon as he spoke, a small word suddenly appeared in the air, the word was very mysterious, gray, he didn't recognize, and a strange scene occurred under his gaze.
The small characters suddenly turned into filaments, Yang Yichuan looked at the scene in front of him and inexplicably remembered the "roots", those filaments were like tree roots, and then slowly took root on the corpse of the meat grinder!
And the body of that small word has gradually gained brilliance!
Rao was still a little uncomfortable when he saw the scene in front of him with Yang Yichuan's temperament, and when he watched the corpse of the meat grinder gradually wither, the discomfort intensified.
Those roots are absorbing the energy of the meat grinder's corpse! As the corpse withered, the brilliance of the word grew brighter and brighter, and it seemed to grow a little longer.
After a long time, those thin lines were slowly withdrawn, and the word returned to Yang Yichuan's arms, he quickly took it out and looked at it, and did not find any strange changes, just now the position of the word under the paper, but it didn't seem to have the brilliance that he saw just now.
Looking at the paper in his hand, Yang Yichuan felt like dragging a mountain, and the ghost knew if the scene just now would happen to him, at this time, the corpse of the meat grinder had already become skin and bones, and it was impossible to turn into dry bones to harm the party, because he couldn't die anymore, and he was squeezed out of the last bit of energy.
"Forget it, I'll take care of him whether he's good or bad."
Yang Yichuan finally held the piece of paper in his arms, as the saying goes, whether it is a blessing or a curse or a curse, he can't avoid it, and he is a person who has survived from life and death several times, and his life is hard.
He endured the discomfort in his heart and took out a lighter from the meat grinder, which should be very precious in normal times.
"Smack!"
A small flame appeared on the lighter, and the wind could not extinguish it, so he threw the lighter into the dead grass and watched the fire gradually rise before he stepped away.
His target is none other than Xicheng!