39. Phantom of the Haunted House

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The two weapons intersected tightly, tightly together, like welded together, and no one was willing to take the initiative to separate first.

Whoever takes the initiative to separate first loses the lead.

It's like Yiqi, once you lose your first move, you will be passive step by step, resulting in a full loss.

That's it, dead and dead.

A gust of wind came, and the raindrops smashed on the knife, and a fine mist was raised, like a steel knife quenched.

The extraordinary speed of blood circulation heated up Ha Yiliu's whole body, and the heat swelled to the point of suffocation.

Compared with the lancet and the big guillotine, it is really a small thing, one is so heavy, the other is so petite, and the weapon is indeed not on the same level.

He Yiliu has worked this lancet for more than ten years, but every time he is suppressed by such a heavy weapon, his skills cannot be fully fluent for a while.

The Phantom gasped, and from where he should have been an eye, Ha Yiliu felt his deep sneering gaze.

Damn, except for Boss Xu, no one dares to look at me like this, and the same goes for ghosts!

The Phantom's ridicule hit Ha Yiliu hard, and the resentful murderous intent burned his pride.

Look at the knives!

He Yiliu suddenly put the lancet upright, and the edge of the big guillotine knife sticking to the phantom was picked diagonally all the way, only to see a brilliant fireworks slashing through, and the big guillotine knife in the phantom's hand fell on the steps of the house.

Count the Phantom in time, otherwise the Lancet would have unloaded one of its arms alive!

The phantom couldn't help but let out an "oh", his body twisted a few times strangely, and with his bare hands, he stared at He Yiliu and didn't move.

If it doesn't move, the river will not move.

I don't know how many traps and quagmire are waiting for me in the dark, I can only be cautious, and if I am not careful, I will be destroyed.

Life is for fighting, not rotting in the dark.

Rain, cold sweat, hot blood, clothes clinging to **, covered in fog.

Ha Yiliu seemed to be standing in the middle of a rainstorm.

"If you do meet a ghost tonight, tomorrow you must tell me what this ghost looks like and how powerful it is."

I remembered the last words Wu Shan said when he left.

Despite the fact that it was already creepy, Ha Yiliu still pounced on it with determination.

If you are a ghost, you can't hide it, but if you are a person, you are not afraid.

Is it a human or a ghost?!

I, He Yiliu, want to see your true face of Lushan tonight!

The Phantom's room to retreat is getting smaller and smaller, and the lancet stabs the Phantom like a blood-drinking dragon, and the battle of the trapped beast is in this round.

Die!

Who else in this river and lake can escape the knife of Heyiliu?

Except for ghosts!

But the phantom did look like a ghost, and when the lancet whistled and stabbed, it was like a huge grasshopper, a bounce, and its body flew upside down more than ten meters away, far from the steps of ordinary people.

One blow to the air. The river is like an ice cellar.

Could it be a ghost? a real ghost?!

The ghost laughed, and bounced twice like a huge grasshopper, and it was already thirty meters away from Heyiliu.

"Hugh wants to go!"

He Yiliu shouted loudly and rushed forward with his knife. The ghost didn't fight with He Yiliu head-on, but bounced a few times in quick succession, as if a movie film had been edited, flashing, flashing, flashing! The tall phantom suddenly disappeared into the thick night.

He Yiliu suddenly couldn't find its whereabouts.

The wind blows, and the fallen leaves rustle.

The raindrops hit the body, as if thousands of ice insects were ravaging themselves.

This kind of skill is incredible, and it is simply not human.

Fighting with such a ghost, He Yiliu sighed to himself.

The footprints of this ghost are not human footprints at all, people wear shoes, and this is not stepped on by shoes.

He Yiliu's face was about to stick to the ground, carefully distinguishing the footprints left by the phantom just now.

Ordinary people's footprints should have shoe prints, but this one doesn't.

There are only two deep pits where the Phantom has stepped on, like alpacas, but alpacas can't step on them so deeply.

He Yiliu followed the footprints left by the phantom all the way, and every time she saw a footprint, the doubts in her heart became even stronger.

What a big stride, no one has such a big stride. River Yiliu heart said,

The rain began to fill up the footprints left by the Phantom. Traced all the way to the outside of the dilapidated cowshed, the footprints were gone. He Yiliu couldn't help but look out of the cowshed, and a little farther away, was the sleeping Wugou Village.

He Yiliu returned to the stairs of the house and picked up the large guillotine left behind by the phantom, although the large guillotine was heavy, it was exactly the same as that of ordinary civilians. Wave it twice, and there is nothing outstanding about it, and people with a little martial arts foundation can dance it.

Ha Yiliu understood that the big guillotine was specially used to deal with the lancet.

The reason why a weapon like the lancet can become a weapon in the rivers and lakes is because it is not big or small in weapons, it can be chopped and chopped, and it can be stabbed and cut, and it is an extremely versatile weapon.

However, the defect of the lancet is that it is afraid of eating heavy, such as this large guillotine, the lancet not only cannot eat it, but may be broken by it. The loss of Heyi Liu's internal strength is strong, and he is in a hurry to generate wisdom, and condenses the true qi into it, otherwise, the lancet would have been broken long ago.

It seems that the phantom is prepared, and he really came to ask for the order of He Yiliu. Ha Yiliu threw the big guillotine into the cowshed.

So, Ha Yiliu thought of someone: a killer!

All major gangs have killers, hundreds and thousands, of all kinds, and different martial arts.

In addition to the killers with names and surnames, there are also many hidden killers who hide deeply, kill or be killed, and are all controlled by the gang leader.

He Yiliu is one of the hundreds of killers, but he really doesn't know whether he is going to kill or be killed by others.

The rivers and lakes are so muddy.

He Yiliu raised her head and let the rain fall into her mouth, her mouth full of bitterness.

He Yiliu suddenly thought of Niu Er, and couldn't help but rub his shoulder that had been hit by Niu Er, didn't he want his life with a fierce look?

Isn't he as tall as a phantom? Isn't he as strong as this great guillotine? Isn't he running around when he's crazy? Isn't he trying to put to death the strangers who live in this house?

It's too much like him, and the phantom may be Niu Er.

Tall, mighty, crazy and eccentric, hateful of foreigners He Yiliu began to have a spectrum in his heart.

Crunch –

Ha Yiliu returned to the haunted house without danger and lit the oil lamp, he needed the light so much now.

"If I catch you, you're dead!"

He Yiliu sat at the head of the bed, looking a little tired, took out the water bladder bag he carried with him from the head of the bed, carefully unscrewed the cover, and just wanted to put his mouth on it to drink water, when he suddenly felt a little sticky in his hand, and looked carefully, he found that the water bladder bag was stained with a little muddy water, only a little bit, if it wasn't just pinched by his own hand, he wouldn't have noticed it. So, He Yiliu slowly poured out the water, and took out the hosta left by Tang Lanxiang from his arms and leaned into the flowing water.

He Yiliu watched with a cruel gaze as the stream in the skin pours on the hosta, and the hosta suddenly turned black and foamed with a snort.

He Yiliu was stunned, this water was no longer drinkable, because it was now enough to poison three cows!

"Well done! It seems that you are a man who is more terrible than a ghost, but if you can't kill me tonight, it will be my turn to kill you!"

In He Yiliu's impression, the weather in autumn should be transparent and cool, but tonight is so blurry and cold.

However, as soon as the day dawns, the rain will stop.

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