The royal sister got up from the bed, wrapped in a soft milky white quilt under her waist, and with a kick of her long legs, she half-knelt on the black-patterned wooden table by the window, and her ten toes were clenched up like animal claws because of the cold winter.

She lifted the curtain, and there were four figures outside the closed round window, very similar to the terrifying characters who "went to destroy the door when the moon was dark and the wind was high".

Squeeze...

His cheek was pressed against the cold glass, and he got a little closer, only to see clearly through the miserable white moonlight, it was his own brother who was still domineering, a little girl in a pink kimono with a ghostly aura, a disfigured man in a pawn clothes, and the last one was wearing a familiar style of white goat mask.

A peculiar foursome.

The royal sister watched, but she was not ready to participate in the war, and she has been thinking about her position in the years since she disappeared.

Not...

She should be the kind of strange woman who can rely on her strength, but she has to rely on selling cuteness to eat.

It's a pity that the dragon slayer and the big snake are lost, otherwise...

Today's slaughtering battlefield is that he carried a demon knife, climbed to the front line like a queen under the watchful eye of everyone, and then stood behind his younger brother, his hands expanded into a horn and shouted "Come on!"

It's a pity, it's a pity.

The demon knife is lost.

I think the demon swords should also be sad.

After all, there was a poor little demon hidden in every knife.

I don't know what to do if I leave myself?

The imperial sister knelt on the cold table, a pair of bare feet shrunk into the quilt, bracing her cheeks to think, and in the moonlight, the four figures suddenly moved.

His own junior brother shot into the sky with a halberd, and the whole person stepped on the Fang Tian painting halberd and broke through the air.

A little girl in a pink kimono waved her sleeves as if she had no weight, and rose into the air and followed closely behind.

The pawn... He began to climb down the side of the ship, trying to descend from the rope ladder to the small boat towed in the dark sea, but seemed to be blocked, and began to struggle with the black figures.

The young man in the white goat mask guarded the entrance to the hatch of the battleship, and casually waved his knife to solve the ghost soldiers who successfully overran the Sparrow Tuanzi.

At first glance, the entire deck was filled with crawling, terrifying, blurred-faced "people".

"Huh?"

The royal sister stared at the knife dancing in the hand of the white goat, there seemed to be a flame rising, and every time the knife was released, it was impossible to distinguish whether it was crying or laughing, or the strange sound of the sea breeze.

And in the moonlight, the white goat's neck under the mask was a terrifying black spot that was beginning to climb the mountain.

"It's a demon knife!It's a demon knife!!"

The royal sister suddenly became happy.

After disappearing for so many years, she was alone in the dark, and there was nothing else but the poor little demon spirit in the demon knife to talk to her.

The big snake likes to brag, telling her how to abduct other hosts, and even more so how many souls have been stabbed.

The dragon slayer brags even more, usually silent, and will throw out a sentence like "what dragon did it kill".

It's a pity that these two demon swords disappeared into the chaos that followed.

In the midst of the chaos and turmoil, the demon with the same face as his brother... Darkness fell from the sky, the clouds were scattered, and the dark purple thunder slurry was brewing in the wound, and it was not too much to say that it was the end of the world.

Fortunately, I woke up and was in my brother's bed, indicating that I may have had a nightmare, but the demon knife was lost.

Without the company of the demon knife, Xia Jiejie felt a little awkward and uncomfortable.

At this time, a pair of big eyes stared at the demon knife with flame patterns, and they couldn't leave it anymore.

It's like a hungry wild dog that sees the royal secret salt-and-pepper pork ribs.

...

Frontline battlefields.

Bai Qi had already fallen to his knees, his bones all over his body seemed to be shattered, but his face still had a calm arrogance that was different from before.

"Again!!"

He roared, his will supported the Marshal of the Great Zhou, holding the sword in both hands, using all his strength, one spin, with the sword of the white eagle slashed towards the bewitching young man, the evil ghost of Fusang.

The wine swallowed a smile, kicked out, kicked out violently, and kicked the abdomen of the person who came, and the whole person was struck by lightning, and the liver in the abdomen almost wanted to vomit out, and the body churned, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground like garbage.

"It seems that you are the strongest person in this Great Zhou expedition, from now on, under my account, fight for me in the east and west, and you will be in the west..."

The bewitching young man in red pants laughed proudly, "If I win the position of the ghost king, I will take you back to the Great Zhou, slaughter that bigger country, and usher in the real hell, the prosperous age of evil ghosts, and the glory of the evil ghosts!"

Apparently, Jiu Tun thought that this long offensive had come to an end.

The overall situation has been decided, and the dust has settled.

This three-headed nightmare level demon who has opened his wisdom, after this battle, his skin has become more gorgeous, and he faintly reveals Bi Ze Ruoyu, which is a sign of breaking through to the jasper level.

As soon as you enter the jasper, the ghost energy can be condensed and turned into a ghost statue of your own.

"Damn, shit!"

Bai Qi clenched his fists and slammed the deck weakly in the midst of arrogant laughter.

The fists were numb, wet with a mixture of blood and mud.

The sword of the White Eagle swirled in circles in the air, with a whistling sound.

Click!

Stuck deep in the far deck, half of the sword blade was submerged.

At this moment, a black light like a meteor suddenly fell into the sky in the distance.

The man in civilian clothes reversed in mid-air, a pair of newly worn black boots trampling on the battleship.

The hull of the ship turned thirty degrees on its side, and in the spread of the huge waves, the man carried Fang Tian's halberd, showed his face from the black, smiled in the moonlight and touched the long sword inserted into the deck, and said boldly: "It's a good sword, and a good sword should be matched with a hero." ”

Bai Qi heard the sound and hurriedly turned his head sideways, but he saw the person he didn't want to see at the moment.

King Shenwu?

Shouldn't you leave?

There is no emotion on the battlefield, and the rescue comes to the rescue after defeat, which... This is certainly a matter of affection, but it is not the worst case.

"Lord Wang, go quickly, these are demons, you can't defeat them!"

Bai Qi held back his last strength and almost shouted out this sentence.

Xia Guang touched the eagle head on the hilt of the sword and continued: "A hero is a hero only if he is alive, and since Marshal Bai is seriously injured, it is time to take care of it." Sakurako... Go get some bandages, liquor, and healing medicine. ”

The little girl who bowed her head and answered softly, "Okay, Daddy." ”

On the side, Jiu Tun, who was on the alert because of this coming posture, saw the situation in front of him, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the little girl in the pink kimono, and laughed: "I thought it was, it turned out to be you."

This Shenwu King is still in the dark, I don't know your identity...

It's a pity, you're still late, everything here has been taken down by me, be my wife, although I only love virgins, but after you became a ghost, you shouldn't have been on it, right?

When the time comes, I will become the king of ghosts, and you will be the mother of ghosts, wouldn't it be great?"

Sakurako didn't answer, the corners of her lips twitched, revealing a mocking smile.

"Mortal, how do you choose, surrender or resist?"

The bewitching young man in red pants looked down at the half-crouching Shenwu King and asked arrogantly.

On the other side, after the initial shock, the surrounding ghost soldiers and ghost generals had come to their senses and began to surround the past.

Bai Qi smiled bitterly: "Lord Wang..."

King Shenwu pointed at his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding for him, and it seemed that he didn't feel the evil ghosts surrounding him at all, but when he got closer, he slowly raised his head, and in the deep darkness of this moonlight illumination, his black hair was open, and his gentle face became a little angry.

"Get out!!"

A word was spit out, and suddenly an invisible momentum emanated from all around him.

The crawling ghost soldiers and ghost generals seemed to have seen something terrible, and they seemed to be crushed by this momentum, foaming at the mouth and losing control of their bodies.

Plop puff!

The sound of countless falls was heard.

For a moment, all the noise in the night disappeared, and only the sound of the wind remained.

Only the half-crouching Shenwu King remained, the little girl standing with her head down, and... Stunned wine swallow.