Ghosts, killing people?

Wei Tao's hand holding the wine glass was slightly stronger.

Then I heard a soft click.

The porcelain cup cracked, and the wine spilled.

He stared down at the spreading liquid, and suddenly laughed, "Shi Huishou, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." ”

"I'm bent on making progress, and it's good to practice martial arts, but you suddenly gave me a ghost murder, isn't it a big joke?"

"It's not what I said, it's the brother's handwriting under the bed."

Shi Huishou sighed, "And from the bottom of the bed to the door of the house, there are obvious traces of dragging, it should be that he was found later, and then pulled out from under the bed and taken away." ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly showed a wry smile, "Wei Gongzi, do you say there are any ghosts in this world?" ”

The wine was still spreading, and it had begun to slide down the edge of the table.

"I haven't seen it, so it's hard to say whether there is or not." Wei Tao stretched out a finger and changed the direction of the liquid, allowing them to return to where they had just started.

"However, if the ghost thing that Shi Huishou said is that kind of white-clothed Ah Piao, I think it can be there."

Wei Tao remained silent, and suddenly said, "Did they still see that Ah Piao still has a brightly colored lantern printed with a ghost face on his hand?" ”

Boom!

Shi Huishou swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, "Childe, don't scare me Lao Shi." ”

"Moreover, Childe knows so clearly,

Mo no, Mo haven't you seen that kind of thing too? ”

Wei Tao nodded slightly, "I really haven't seen it before, but now I can see it." ”

"If Shi Huishou wants to see it, he can see it by twisting his head back."

Shi Huishou was stunned,

Then subconsciously turn back.

Sou!

Whoosh!!

Faster than him, there were three Hidden Arrows.

It was already grazing the ends of his hair and flew over.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the sleeve arrow was black all over, and it also exuded a slight fishy smell, and it was obvious that it had been soaked in venom for a while.

Whoop!

The sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh sounded.

Then there was a muffled pop.

A figure in a white robe with long hair had just entered through the window when he fell limply to the ground.

A large red lantern with a strange human face on its surface rolled down and immediately burst into flames on the floor, emitting a cloud of black smoke from the firelight.

It was only at this time that Shi Huishou turned his head and watched all this happen.

"Black smoke is poisonous."

Wei Tao reminded him briefly, and without looking at the guy who had just been shot through the window, he jumped open the door and came to the corridor outside.

Click!

A muscle knotted, and five fingers spread out like an eagle's clawed arm, and slammed down on his face.

There was a muffled bang.

Wei Tao poured his legs hard, and made a series of steps in the mountain leg method, and retreated a few meters backwards like lightning.

Swish!

As soon as the grasp failed, the large sleeves of the white robe turned turbulent.

The man pulled it from underneath again.

Wei Tao stood still, his anger and blood agitated, and he slammed it out with a move.

Bang!

The fists and claws intersected, and a loud bang erupted in the hallway.

The floor cracked beneath their feet, and wood chips flew everywhere.

In the dark corridor, the two fought violently.

Fists and talons, arms and arms, collide again and again

From time to time, large pieces of wood chips flew up, blocking the figures of the two.

After a dozen breaths.

There was another muffled bang.

A white figure staggered back,

The back slammed into the stair railing around the corner.

Click!

The railing snapped in response.

The white figure couldn't unload his strength and suddenly lost his balance.

At that moment, a huge fist broke through the darkness and fell down with a heavy blow.

Boom!

The white figure's head tilted to the side, and he sat on the ground and stopped moving.

Wei Tao didn't see clearly until this time that the other party was a middle-aged man with a withered face, who was already too dead to die.

He exhaled slowly, leaning in slightly to take a closer look.

This person's strength is actually quite good.

Although there is a certain gap compared to him, he can be regarded as a martial artist at the blood clotting level.

Put it in the outer city, it is enough to become the high-level boss of a certain gang.

However, in such a dark corridor, this idiot had to wear a white robe with wide sleeves, the target was too obvious, and he deserved to be killed in a few faces.

Suddenly, Wei Tao's face changed suddenly.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned around and ran.

Dense footsteps came from the staircase.

Several men and women in white robes rushed forward.

Only a vague black shadow was seen, breaking through the window at the end of the corridor and disappearing into the wind and snow outside.

"Lord Mo Xiang is dead."

"What should I do?"

"One person goes back to report to the master of the altar, and the others chase after me."

"You must catch him and use his blood to pay tribute to the soul of Lord Mo Xiang!"

"And the people here are all the main targets of Ding Tan's extermination, kill them all!"

The cold wind is howling and the snow is falling.

Wei Tao ran through the dark stone alley.

Behind him was a clear series of footprints.

There was nothing he could do about it, but to speed up and pull himself and the footsteps behind him as far as possible.

These three people may all be masters of the blood coagulation level.

Although judging from the footsteps and the sound of breathing, there are two women with average strength, which are far inferior to the middle-aged man who was stoned to death by him with his fist just now.

But in the end, that man put a lot of pressure on him.

It is even bigger than the Zhao family in the inner city, and the two strong men who are good at combining.

If there are only one or two people on the other side, you may be able to turn around and fight.

But now that the latter three have joined forces, Wei Tao suddenly threw away all unrealistic ideas.

Even if the full set of equipment is neatly dressed at this time, once you are entangled by the other party and fall into a bitter battle, the consequences are also unpredictable.

The three white-robed men were silent, like a pack of patient wolves, unhurriedly behind their prey, waiting for the best time to burst out.

Crossing an alleyway, Wei Tao made a sharp turn and ran towards the road where there were still sporadic lights.

Suddenly, a faint red light lit up.

Several men and women with lanterns came out of a door and walked slowly in two columns.

They were only wrapped in a thin coarse cloth and white sheets, and their bare feet stepped on the cold ground,

I don't seem to be aware of the howling north wind and the falling snow.

He was still chanting various slogans.

"It's the Red Lantern Society again......"

"I hid and hid, and they chased after me, so they had to kill me!"

A wisp of murderous intent flashed in Wei Tao's eyes.

His blood surged, and his legs suddenly exerted force.

Performing the wind-chasing step in the mountain-piercing leg method, lightning swept between the two rows of people.

Bang bang bang!

The two people who walked at the end heard the movement and were about to turn their heads, when they were pressed by two big hands on the back of their heads and slammed into the stone wall.

Immediately, blood spurted wildly, and they fell motionless in the snow.

The four people in front of them reacted, and just as they were about to take something out of their clothes, they were hit hard in their vests.

Then he followed in the footsteps of his companions, and lay down on the ground with blood in his mouth.

Wei Tao's speed did not slow down and continued to rush forward.

But it was this very short delay, and the three people who were chasing had already arrived closer.

Among them, the man in white went straight forward and flew and pounced.

The other two white-clothed women rose from the ground and jumped on the stone walls on the left and right respectively.

They spread their arms and slammed into the air with a quick volley.

It looks like a white crane spreads its wings,

There is a hidden posture of riding the wind.