Gao Qian took Eve's sword and hid in the shadows of the broken wall of the storeroom.

Behind him were rows of cylindrical iron frames with iron hooks on steel rings. Most of the shelves were empty, but some were still covered with dyed fox skins. From a distance, it looked like a flock of fiery foxes were rushing out of a hole.

Gao Qian looked at Eve's greatsword again, wondering if this thing could kill the so-called thorn demon, he didn't want to use his Twilight Blade, at least not in front of Eve.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced coldly in the direction of the cemetery. The newly dug grave was slightly raised in the middle, and he pulled a crossed wooden stick from someone else's grave and stuck it in Eve's stomach despite Eve's protests.

"No, I don't want anyone else to use it. ”

"Do the drama and do the whole set. He stabbed hard with his stick.

Eve snorted in suffrage, "Oh, fool, you've got me." ”

Of course it was inserted into her. Gao Qian stroked the blade with his hand, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he was just trying to figure out what she wanted to do now.

Then he heard a click.

The light in the cemetery dimmed, and it looked like twilight had suddenly fallen, but Gao Qian knew that it was just a surging demonic energy, and some monster was appearing.

He clenched his sword and stared intently.

He watched as a few dark shadows began to emerge from the twilight, four, four creatures that were extremely ugly.

Gao Qian frowned as he watched them cautiously step by step out of the dim light, as if there was a door there.

The tallest person walking in front of it, if it stood up straight with its slime-dripping black body, it should be two heads higher than the high dive. Its head is just a roughly bumpy spherical silhouette, with no obvious facial features, and a large, crack-like mouth in the center, sharp and sharp vampire-like teeth. Its two arms were disproportionately large like the two giant claws of a crab, and when they hung down, they almost touched the ground, and its three blade-like black-red fingers kept quivering, like the shaking nose of a wild dog.

Behind it, another creature creature crouched on the ground, and it seemed to be closer to a humanoid than the previous big one. It had scarlet eyes, protruding jaws, jagged teeth, and its five fingers were like five slender steel needles, and with each step, those five fingers easily sank into the hard frozen ground.

Two other creatures followed them, and the high dive didn't bother to take a closer look, as the first long-armed guy had already approached the tomb.

Gao Qian clenched his sword and held his breath, wondering what would happen if he didn't move.

The long-armed monster slowly circled the grave, hissing as it went, and the guy crawling on the ground stopped not far away, neither near nor far away.

High Diver looked into the depths of Twilight, where more dark shadows were condensing, and he felt like they had stabbed a hornet's nest and awakened the sleeping demon.

Fuck her damn Assassin, this woman with a mouth full of nonsense.

The long-armed monster began to howl, one after another, and the howls in the cemetery came and went, as if in response, as if performing some kind of ritual.

High Dive blinked the snow particles off his eyelashes, and the long-armed monster had raised its arms high, like two sharp shovels, like stabbing in a tomb.

Just a moment ago, Gao Qian thought that he could watch the monster dig a grave, but at that moment, he had already jumped high with a sword and slashed at the monster.

"Bell!" the monster's arms swung in mid-air suddenly turned, and the super-high diving sword greeted it. The blade-like claws collided with the high diver's greatsword, and the high dive flipped backwards and landed on the ground.

He glanced at the big sword in his hand, and a gap had already appeared in the blade.

"Garbage thing!" Gao Qian scolded, he should have known that no matter how sharp an ordinary iron sword is, when dealing with monsters, it is a child's toy.

The long-armed monster grinned at the large mouth in the center of its skull, as if its head had been lid. Cyan gas wafted out of its mouth.

Well, it's poisonous. Gao Qian glanced at the new grave on the ground and removed his hand from the scabbard under his ribs. He nodded at the long-armed monster. Flew up and kicked away a pair of skeletal rotting hands that were coming at his legs.

He wrapped himself in his thoughts and slammed into the long-armed monster, avoiding the sound of claws breaking through the air from his right.

The giant claw of the long-armed monster with a fierce wind sound, up and down to attack the high dive, the high dive felt the giant claw from his head to the senses, so sharp that they almost penetrated the senses, his scalp was numb, twisted his waist barely avoided the one that attacked his abdomen, his sword also struck the head of the long-armed monster, half of the head was cut off in the center, it can be the monster's mouth open.

The high dive decided not to say anything.

"Alright. Eve threw away the greatsword. A rectangular pit half a meter deep and more than a meter long appeared on the ground, just enough for a person to lie into.

Eve lifted her arm to wipe her sweat as she approached the high dive.

The high dive tried to keep looking at her, but nothing was looking.

"Now, who's going to lie down in there?" Eve stopped in front of the high diving, so close that the high diver had to lean back a few points to avoid touching the part that shouldn't be touched.

"Of course it's you. Gao Qian smiled and replied, "That pit is too small for me." ”

Eve snorted, "You're the least manly guy I've ever seen." ”

"Well, I have it, of course, but I don't think you need that at all. High Divor grabbed Eve's sweaty shoulders and shoved her steadily away from herself, her skin surprisingly slippery, soft, and hot.

"Hurry up, we're in a hurry. Gao Qian cleared his throat again.

Eve snorted, put on her leather jacket, wrapped the bearskin again, jumped into the pit, and lay down: "Bury me." ”

Gao Qian slowly walked to the edge of the pit and glanced at the big sword on the edge of the pit. "You forgot your sword. He said slowly.

Eve sat up, glanced at the big sword, and smiled: "The Thorn Demon is very sensitive to iron, you remember to take my sword to hide away." She lay back and said, "Remember to use snow, not stones." ”

Eve snorted, put on her leather jacket, wrapped the bearskin again, jumped into the pit, and lay down: "Bury me." ”

Eve had swung her greatsword again and smashed it down. The splash of ice slag bounced on her bare skin, a little red mark. She glanced at him, as if amused by his embarrassment.

The high dive decided not to say anything.

"Alright. Eve threw away the greatsword. A rectangular pit half a meter deep and more than a meter long appeared on the ground, just enough for a person to lie into.