"If you have a way to summon it, call it now!"

Qi Jingzhi snorted coldly, suddenly flipped his left hand, and his figure disappeared into the study in an instant.

Almost the next moment, the sharp knife of the ox ear, which had just disappeared together, suddenly flashed out and pierced Zhu'er's right foot.

In the high-pitched and sharp screams, Qi Jingzhi also appeared again, slowly released the palm holding the knife, and nodded at the old servant of the Cui family.

The time was so short that the old servant felt that everything had fallen to the ground as soon as he saw it, as if the young swordsman had never disappeared.

Qi Jingzhi's knife not only pierced Zhu'er's right foot, but also pinned one of the ghost boy's feet, and it was difficult to break free.

Due to the speed of the knife, the layer of black and yellow tiger brake that originally covered Zhu'er's right foot was also broken by the blow of the ox ear sharp knife.

These tigers, who were controlled by the old servant and rejected all aliens inside and outside, seemed to be stunned for a moment before they reacted, and surged towards the ox ear sharp knife, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded its blade layer by layer.

At the same time, the blue and black qi visible to the naked eye came out of the knife edge, and it happened to meet the black and yellow tiger demons formed by these hedgehogs, and they were forced back.

There was still blood slowly oozing out of the knife edge, but at this time, it was also pressed back, and its color became more and more dull under the infection of the two evil qi.

When it was in chaos, there seemed to be a flash of cold light on the blade of the ox ear sharp knife.

Suddenly, both the tiger and the tiger's qi were stagnant, and then they retreated a little, bounded by each other's knife edges, and then died down, no longer in the previous state of surging and fighting.

The tiger qi in Zhu'er's body is still indistinct, and the water tiger outside is quietly clustered around the ox ear sharp knife, and it seems that they get along very well.

The old servant of the Cui family was still a little worried at first, worried that Qi Jingzhi's shot was too frizzy and made a mistake, but at this time, he listened to the miserable but still full breath of the ghost boy's wail, so he naturally put his heart at ease, but a pair of old eyes were deep, only spinning on the bull's ear sharp knife.

After a few breaths, he finally took a deep look at the ox ear sharp knife, and then raised his head and smiled at Qi Jingzhi: "Thank you!"

Then, without hesitation, the old servant took back all the tigers that were covering Zhu'er's body.

Seeing that these tiger demons were still like fingers, the wrinkles on his face were obviously stretched a little.

Zhu'er, who had lost the shackles of the tiger, wailed to herself, but one arm was violently wrenched out of the old servant's arms, and she struggled to grasp the bull-eared knife on her right foot.

The old servant of the Cui clan seemed to have expected it, and his arms grabbed its neck, squeezing it fiercely, and shaking it again and again.

Only a few strange sounds of bone misalignment were heard, and Zhu'er's outstretched arm fell so that she couldn't lift it anymore.

"Young Master Sun, don't be impatient, just watch the old slave fish! Such an extraordinary thing is rare even in my Cui clan for one or two hundred years, and it is the first time to use the Cui clan's bloodline combined with the alien tiger as bait!"

The old servant of the Cui family said quietly, reached out and grabbed the scroll in front of him, and with the same shaking of his arms, he threw out the previous ball of dirty blood, making the whole scroll as clean as ever.

He put down the scroll, one hand still holding Zhu'er's neck, and the other hand grabbed its right foot, and stretched out the "Goby Picture" with a bull's ear sharp knife, hanging above the head of the goby, which was more than three feet long.

Dark and dirty blood slowly trickled out from the knife on Zhu'er's right foot, and dropped on the yellowed drawing paper.

Every drop of dirty blood seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, smashing the blue sea and waves on the picture scroll.

Qi Jingzhi saw clearly from the side, this time after the dirty blood fell on the paper, there were a few blue and black blood threads slowly soaked into it, and quickly smeared, adding a little blue and black meaning to the sea water in the painting.

In an instant, except for the three-foot-long goby, the remaining four also came to life immediately, and they all appeared on the paper.

This time, the five gobys did not fight again, but raised their heads in unison, staring at the direction of Zhu'er's right foot, or grinning or roaring silently, looking extremely angry.

If it weren't for their induction

The circumference seems to be extremely limited, and it is impossible to really find the source of the stained blood, and at the same time, it is easy not to leave the scroll, but I am afraid that it will already break through the paper and bite it hard.

Seeing this unusual change, the old servant of the Cui family was not surprised, but his spirit was also shocked: "This method is really feasible! In the future, when the Cui family tree will be written for the old man, it will be said that he will also add a stroke to the old age!"

Qi Jingzhi still stood quietly and watched, and after thinking about it for a while, he already understood.

For the ghost boy, Cui's aquatic tiger is a different species derived from the goby, which will block or even repel it.

And vice versa, for the goby, the tiger qi of the ghost boy and even the tiger evil spell originating from the tiger monarch are also alien.

The tiger spirit in Zhu'er's dirty blood was not strong enough, and there was Cui's blood to cover it, and the goby fish couldn't smell it really, mistakenly thinking that Zhu'er had excellent cultivation qualifications, and the biggest one grabbed the opportunity, but he faintly felt that something was wrong, so he always refused to speak.

When Qi Jing nailed the ghost boy with a knife, a large amount of tiger qi escaped, and the blood of Zhu'er's right foot was enriched to a certain extent, which should have overwhelmed the Cui family's bloodline, but with the help of Zhu'er's blood, it easily invaded the territory of the gobyfish, and immediately angered these spiritual objects in the painting.

The old servant of the Cui clan glanced at the ox ear sharp knife, and then turned to Qi Jingdao: "Qi is going to be arrested, and then the old man will really start fishing, and please take the opportunity to withdraw the treasure knife, so as not to be injured by the sharp teeth and evil qi of the goby."

This is a high-sounding statement, it is nothing more than the old servant seeing the deterrent and attraction effect of the ox-eared sharp knife on the two tiger evil spirits, for fear that the goby will be injured by a sharp blade, or his own fish will be fished by Qi Jingzhi with a knife.

The so-called opportunity is naturally to draw the knife at the moment when the goby is about to bite Zhu'er's right foot, and if it is late, it will be bitten by the goby at the same time.

Qi Jingzhi was not surprised when he heard this, and he did not have the idea of being anti-guest, so he immediately nodded very happily, and at the same time squatted slightly, reaching out and holding the handle of the ox ear sharp knife.

Speaking of which, this Cui family, who obviously has a deep background, has actually fallen to this point, except for a family owner who doesn't know where he is, such a confidential matter can only be entrusted to an old servant, but something went wrong in the middle, so that he had to turn to an outsider like Qi Jingzhi, and he really lost the face of the so-called family.

The old servant of the Cui family could still take care of his own face, and immediately thanked him again, and then slowly stretched Zhu'er's right foot towards the goby, which was more than three feet long.

As the two got closer and closer, the goby, which was the largest and had the largest body sticking out of the paper, suddenly opened its eyes angrily, and then the four tiger claws tread the water fiercely, and the body of the fish with black and yellow scales struggled to struggle, and it actually jumped up from the paper, and the hornless dragon head full of bone spurs opened its big mouth and bit down fiercely on Zhu'er's right foot.

In an instant, a blood-stained sword light flashed and disappeared.

By drawing the knife, Qi Jingzhi straightened up and took two steps back, and when he looked at it again, he saw that the goby jumped nearly two feet from the picture scroll, and had bitten his target to death.

Its long, sharp dragon teeth in its mouth were like short daggers, and it bit out four bloody holes in Zhu'er's right foot.

The blue-black tiger qi escaped out, and the black and yellow tiger demon gushing out of the mouth and nose of the tiger fish rolled violently, blurring the boundary between the two sides in the blink of an eye, you have me, I have you, silently entangled in one place.

Because it was too fierce and chaotic, Qi Jing couldn't tell how these two tiger evil qi were fighting for a while, as if they were colliding with each other and canceling each other out, and they were also like devouring and assimilating each other, desperately dyeing each other the same color as himself.

Before this, Qi Jingzhi really couldn't imagine that the screams of the ghost boy could become more sharp and high-pitched, compared with the bull's ear sharp knife, it seemed that the sharp teeth of the goby brought it more pain.

"Holy! My lord will never let you go, and he will definitely exterminate Song Lingqi and Yecheng Cui Manmen, along with your relatives and ......friends."

"Yes, yes! All of them are made into ghosts, frozen and starved, and forever fall into the netherworld! I said, do you have any new words? You must have killed many people, but those poor people didn't die before

Did someone scold you?"

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but interrupt loudly, only to feel that this ghost boy Xu was too young when he died, and after becoming a ghost, he must have relied on the ghost body to do it directly, and now he is about to die again, and he can't even scold people, you must know that even the ordinary mountain people in Shanqian Village can scold a lot of tricks, and they can always draw inferences from one case and bring forth the new.

The old servant of the Cui clan has not opened his mouth since he started fishing, and obviously he does not intend to sit back and wait for the two tiger evil qi to divide the victory and defeat.

He supported his body on one foot and slowly rose from the ground, and at the same time, as he had used his index finger to fish, he used Zhu'er and the ghost boy as bait to slowly pull the biting goby away from the paper.

In fact, this series of actions does not take much effort, and it is nothing to the old servant of the Cui family, a monk who eats and eats, but because the more he reaches the end, the more cautious and tense this person becomes, and he doesn't even dare to take a mouthful of the atmosphere, this appearance of facing a great enemy falls in Qi Jingzhi's eyes, which actually makes him feel a little heavy and difficult.

A moment later, when only the tip of the goby's tail remained on the paper, it seemed that some kind of dark boundary had been broken, and the strange fish had come to its senses like the greedy little fish that had eaten blood before.

The tip of its tail immediately bent like a hook, and it was firmly hooked on the paper, and even the whole scroll was folded upward, and it was fished up by the old servant.

At the same time, its body began to shake and struggle, and the sharp teeth that were crushing Zhu'er's right foot showed signs of loosening.

Seeing that it was about to be completed, how could the old servant of the Cui family allow it to return to the picture scroll, he actually stretched out his head without hesitation, opened his mouth and bit the body of the goby.

Not only did he bite with his teeth, but he also shook his neck with all his might, and when he landed, he pulled two black and yellow scales from the fish.

The goby twitched in pain, and its strength was greatly reduced, and the tail hook, which was an expedient measure, could no longer be maintained, and involuntarily let go of the paper.

Only the sharp teeth in its mouth subconsciously became harder and harder, and the bones of Zhu'er's feet creaked.

The old servant of the Cui clan let out a happy laugh in his throat, and in a hurry, he only chewed it slightly, and swallowed the fish scales in his mouth.

Compared with the small fish scales he had exchanged for blood before, the two hard-snatched fish scales were obviously not the same.

The old servant's eyes were dyed with a black and yellow background, and they looked cloudy and weird. Even his gray eyebrows began to grow visibly longer, and the new ones were black and yellow, like tiger stripes.

"Be careful! Don't let the ghost cubs go!"

The old servant, who had received great benefits, burst into tears.

Before the words fell, he used Zhu'er's body as a fishing rod and threw it up with all his might, not only pulling the goby out of the paper in an instant, but also throwing the strange fish more than three feet long into a head and tail flip and raise it in the air.

Under the vigorous pull, the goby's sharp teeth cut a deep groove in Zhu'er's right foot, but it also got a chance to break away.

Suddenly leaving the blue sea in the painting, this strange fish lost its ferocity, and threw Zhu'er's right foot out of its mouth without hesitation, and swam back and forth under the beam of the house in a panic, but could not find the location of the scroll.

At the same time, in Zhu'er's pale and emaciated back and in the gaps in the vertebrae, a young boy in Tsing Yi with a green body quickly squeezed out half of his body.

It was facing the ground, and its hands were propped up on the bead's jagged shoulder blades, while it struggled to pull its lower body out.

But before it could succeed, a smoky red palm reached over and held its head down.

Then, a sharp blade pierced through the back of its neck and out of its jaw, slicing its jaw in half.

Qi Jingzhi dragged the ghost boy out of Zhu'er's body like a carrot, took two steps back and looked at it slightly, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "You have a heart in the blood hole and don't go, what are you squeezing in the cracks of the bones?" Didn't you just get stabbed twice there, and as for being afraid of this, you even delayed your escape?"

The ghost boy's mouth was half open, and he trembled with pain, and only his throat was ho-ho, but he couldn't even spit out half a word.

"Huh? Did you even cut your tongue? You

The jaw is stiff, but the tongue is soft and tight!"

Hearing this, the ghost boy trembled even more.

Seeing that this ghost cub still refused to answer, Qi Jingzhi didn't bother to ask again, and slashed down with the knife in his right hand, almost cutting it in half, and at the same time, the smoke in the palm of his left hand receded, and a bright light immediately appeared.

He ignored the ghost boy who was destined to be a mirror and looked up at the top of his head again.

I saw that the homeless goby was still swimming wildly, and there was black and yellow smoke like ink slowly floating out of its body.

This makes it look a little unreal, not as real as it used to be.

After all, these spiritual objects in the paintings are different from the real swimming fish.

Glimpsing that Qi Jingzhi had restrained the ghost boy, and that he should have no time to meddle in his own side for a while, the old servant of the Cui family was completely relieved.

He immediately laughed, rested Zhu'er's body on the bookcase, pulled a brush with his hand, dipped it in Zhu'er's blood, and quickly smeared it on the poor child's back, outlining several vivid blood-colored water lines in three or two strokes.

Under Qi Jingzhi's gaze, this old servant of the Cui family actually used Zhu'er's back as paper, and it only took a moment to depict a sea of blood waves.

In the end, he even inscribed the words "Tiger Fish Picture", and the name was also "Ji Jiu I", but it was only similar to the inscription on the original scroll, but the inner charm was far from it.