Chapter Thirty-Eight: Who's the Unlucky?

The coward is timid, his mouth is very slippery, and the night envoy with a knife is scolded so much that he can't speak, and his heart gradually becomes angry.

No more nonsense, he snorted coldly: "Look for death!" The dancing knife pounced, and the sharp knife wind passed through the elevator door in an instant.

Zhang Bai shouted: "Get down!" and suddenly untied the blood cord that had been loosened.

He bent down, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the coward was very obedient to orders, and he was even faster than himself, and he was already lying down.

The desire to survive is very strong!

Zhang Bai avoided the knife wind, rolled to the side and stuck to the wall, and the blood rope in his left hand didn't care where the other party was, he only whipped it over.

The knife night made a knife wind dance, just as it jumped over the elevator door, not wanting a murderous aura of blood, rushing to the face.

He didn't have time to think about it, and with a swing of the knife, blocking the blood cable, where the knife wind passed, a huge crack was torn open in the inner wall of the elevator.

At this time, Zhang Bai's short figure flickered and was discovered by the knife-wielding night envoy.

He turned around with a sneer, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Bai, and the knife in his right hand danced, and it was only an arm's length away from him in an instant.

The knife was about to slash at Zhang Bai's head.

Suddenly, a bright light shone directly into the eyes of the sword-wielding night envoy.

The sword-wielding night angel was defenseless, and his vision suddenly disappeared in the darkness. He slowed down, and his left arm subconsciously raised to block the light.

The light that came from this was emitted by the electronic watch on Zhang Bai's wrist, and when the light was adjusted to the brightest, it could only last for about two or three minutes. But that was enough time, and he took the opportunity to swing the dagger in his right hand and naturally poke forward.

The night envoy with the knife felt a pain in his left rib and knew that he had been hit.

Although he felt that the injury was not serious, and his eyes had recovered, he was still extremely panicked in his heart, and he waved his knife again, wanting to protect himself first and then try to attack.

At this time, he suddenly heard a bang on the ceiling above his head, and the night envoy with the knife immediately realized that something was coming, attacking from above, he immediately raised his knife to block, and with a snap, the attacking thing was split in half, it was a shoe.

At this time, he suddenly reacted, this is the bait.

However, it was too late, and one of the feet of the sword-wielding night angel was already entangled in the blood rope.

In the four years after Zhang Bai crossed over, although his cultivation was extremely slow. But the basic body refining and marrow washing, martial arts moves and whatever, I still have learned everything I should learn.

Although he doesn't have the ability to exert the full power of the hemorrhage, he still has no problem playing with it as a normal whip.

The most basic power of the blood cord seems to be to make these ghosts obey something at night, so as long as they are entangled in the blood cord, they should be able to restrain each other.

Sure enough, as soon as the blood rope was stained with the knife-wielding night envoy, the other party was suppressed on the spot to the point that he couldn't move, Zhang Bai was overjoyed, and immediately tied him up with a blood rope.

Then he picked up the hilt of the dagger and smacked the guy in the head, knocking him unconscious.

At this time, Zhang Bai breathed a heavy sigh of relief and sat on the ground for a long time unable to move. After a while, he stood up and said to the coward, "Hey, you can get up." ”

The coward kept lying on his stomach, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the two of them, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to resist at all when he saw the knife-wielding night envoy being captured alive.

Not counting himself, four night envoys died, what a record. Even if it is a Dharma Sect Envoy, it is not easy to kill four Night Envoys in one go.

It's just a kid on the other side, and it's so powerful.

Hearing Zhang Bai call himself up, he immediately jumped up, and immediately knelt down with a thud in the face of Zhang Bai.

"Master spare your life!"

Thinking that this guy was spineless, but he was still startled a little, it's not that he's spineless, it's that he has no bones at all, right?!

It's okay to think about it, I just need someone who can honestly explain everything.

"What's your name?" Zhang Bai asked.

"The villain's night patrol makes Ma Yuanhao, don't you dare to ask the honorific title of the master?"

"Uh... My name is...?hey, did I ask you or did you ask me?"

Zhang Bai didn't dare to register the number, in case someone found out that he was chasing the wrong person, I don't know if there will be an accident, it's better to be safe, and be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years!

At this time, Zhang Bai found that the surrounding scenery was gradually brightening.

This situation is familiar, is it a dream about to wake up?

He didn't ask, he immediately cleaned up the ** medicine on the ground and hid it in the treasure chest, and picked up the pickaxe on the ground and the scimitar that the knife-wielding night angel fell on the ground, as well as his own dagger, all of which were thrown into it.

Now Ma Yuanhao has no weapons, so he can be more insured.

"Hey, Ma Yuanhao, hurry up and grab my hand," Zhang Bai stretched out his left hand, "Hold on, if something happens, don't blame me for losing your life." ”

Ma Yuanhao immediately grabbed Zhang Bai, his eyes were suspicious, and he also noticed the changes around him, as if the sky was getting brighter.

The surrounding scenery is getting clearer and clearer, the advertising light box, the beauty on the light box screen is like a living person, as well as the indicator arrows marked on the wall, the hanging TV, the button at the elevator door... Everything he saw was strange.

Zhang Bai didn't have time to look at these familiar things, he hurriedly grabbed the collar of the knife-wielding night envoy with his left hand, and grabbed Ma Yuanhao with his right hand. Seeing the light getting brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling.

When he was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes, suddenly there were two screams in succession, and Zhang Bai stood under the building wood of Daiyue Temple again.

Zhang Bai didn't dare to move for a while, and looked to the side with the rest of his eyes, everything was normal.

He found himself standing by the well, and when he looked up, the water was still a flash of white light.

Ma Yuanhao, who was holding in his hand, and the night envoy with a knife, were gone.

He was startled, and immediately looked around, and after looking for a while, he suddenly raised his head, only to find the knife-wielding night envoy tied to the blood rope, swaying silently between the branches of the building tree.

Zhang Bai jumped on the branch, and when he looked closely, he was also startled. The sword-wielding Nighteer is dead, and the most terrifying thing is that he has been transformed into a terrifying corpse.

In the belly of the corpse, there was a thick branch inserted, which should have fallen from him, just ** to the abdomen, and he was killed on the spot.

The surrounding branches and leaves are as colorful as human blood. It seems that the blood he shed seems to have been sucked clean by Jianmu.

It turns out that Jianmu also has the function of sucking blood? This is the first time I know about it. And what about that coward Ma Yuanhao?

He looked at the passage above his head, between the lush branches and leaves, which had been smashed open by the corpse.

Untied the blood cords from the corpse, hid in the treasure chest, and jumped to the treetops above.

The foliage gets denser the higher you go, and the more cold it feels, with a thick layer of snow on top.

Jumping out of the snow cave smashed by the corpse, Zhang Bai reached the real peak of Yingshan. Surrounded by the mountains, the clouds under the feet are surging, like an oolong rolling. Although the wind above the clouds was a little stronger, it was cloudless and clear.

In the distance, there seemed to be other peaks, but they were obviously far away. "I don't know if I can see it, the East Barren Mountain where the East Prince's Mansion is located. ”

His thoughts flashed, and he suppressed his thoughts. Whether it's the East Barren Mountain or the Demon Capital, you can't go back to any place that feels like home.

I don't know what's wrong? Are you just a bad guy?