"She's Chitoki. ”

"Three days ago, Chitoku-kyu assassinated a demon warlord from Dongkatsu Continent, and the opposing party's forces offered her a high price of 1,000 demon sources for her life. ”

"These demons are in a gang, and they are looking for her for a bounty. According to the top-secret information they obtained, Chitoku was on this black ship. ”

"Chitoshi Kei is a demon-level assassin who has assassinated warlords from various continents many times. It is rumored that she has a bit of a background, and it is likely that she is from the Asahi Army in Zhongbo Island. ”

"Because Qianfu Gui has a myriad of magical powers, and you happen to be wearing a mask, these demons suspect that you are dressed as a witch, and they deliberately come to the door to test it. There were four of them in the group, and the remaining two were all demons, one of them was good at pupil magic, and the other was their leader. ”

Meng Meng Da sorted out the confessions of the black-faced demon one by one, and Zhi Jia really looked at her in a daze: "What kind of business are you doing in the world where you came?

"Guess?" Meng Mengda laughed softly, laughing for a while, she looked down at the corner, her long, thin eyelashes seemed to have a mist rising, covering the laughter.

The cabin became silent, and the blood of the corpse slowly melted away, leaving no trace. Only the hull of the ship was still shaking, falling to the left and to the right at once, like a drunkard with faltering steps.

Zhi Zhenzhen hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Actually, heaven and earth are no different from heaven and earth. Just like the Tao of the world and the Tao of dreams, it is the same as birth, old age, sickness and death, and the law of the jungle. ”

"You really can't comfort people!" Meng Mengda turned her head and blinked, "It's obviously very different." To you, the Earth Dream Dao is nothing more than a hunting ground for plundering resources and exercises, and the creatures here are just insignificant Anapsi. Whether they are good or bad, live or die, you won't care. But the way of the world is different, the mission of the Zhi clan, your division commander Qingfeng, the dead Ma Qi, Ge Shuye, Fat Tiger, Xie Yongxu or more friends...... Even the Bailing Mountain, which was destroyed by your own hands, is unique and irreplaceable. ”

"What is Anepisi?"

"Hee-hee, that's a long story, you won't understand. Meng Mengda rubbed her face vigorously, as if she wanted to crush everything at once. She changed the topic and said, "We had an inexplicable fight with these demons, and in the end, we cheapened Chitoku. But ......."

"Qian-confusion-Gui-" She said in a long voice, word by word, "Gui is two soils!"

"Don't ......let go when you encounter the soil" Zhi Hunt's heart moved, and the implication of the evil doll's words was that only by holding on to the thigh of Chitoku-kei could there be a way to live? The Japanese army in Zhongbo Zhou was not a warlord, but a resistance force spontaneously formed by some oppressed demons, which was equivalent to a rebellious civilian. They fought against the tyranny of the warlords, frequently caused unrest, and vowed to change the demon hell world, and were regarded as a thorn in the side and flesh by the warlords of various continents.

"Then find out Chitoku-kyu first. Zhi Kashi muttered. In the memory of the demon body, the Asahi soldiers are all madmen who don't want to die. If you get involved with them, you will have a lot of trouble in the future. Fortunately, he is just a passer-by in the Demon Hell Realm, so he can make a show on the spot. It's a big deal that after escaping this catastrophe, I will think of a way to kill Qianyu Gui and cut off future troubles.

The body of the black-faced demon had melted, leaving a hedron ticket and a small gray skin on the ground. Meng Meng grabbed the skin bag and shook it, and there was a rolling sound of the magic source "whooshing" from it.

"We'd better kill the remaining two Xuan-level demons together, so that we can catch a thousand puzzles and make a fortune by the way. Meng Mengda threw the skin bag to Zhi Hunt Zhen.

Suddenly, the cabin shook, and an invisible wind rose up. Zhi Hunt really felt a chill in his heart, and the pores all over his body trembled involuntarily, and the skin bag he had just picked up fell to the ground.

The room was closed on all sides, and I didn't know where the wind was blowing, which made people panic inexplicably. The wind flowed silently around the surroundings and drifted towards the ceiling above.

Zhi Hunt Zhen suddenly raised his head, and at some point, there was a strange creature lying above his head. Its body was prostrate, its long snake-like back pressed against the ceiling, and a human face embedded in its exposed spotted belly, staring at Zhijia Zhen strangely, silent.

The two sides looked at each other, and Zhi Kari Zhen took a step back and distanced himself from the other party.

"How did it get in?" said Moe Moe in a lost voice.

The creature kept staring at Zhi Kari, and did not make any movements, and the human face twisted a little, becoming more and more like Zhi Kari's face.

Zhi Hunt Zhen violently urged the demonic qi, kicked the soles of his feet, swept high, and grabbed the opponent's abdomen with ten fingers like hooks.

Seeing that the tip of the claw was about to touch the other, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared. The gust of wind dissipated without a trace, and dust fell from the ceiling.

Zhi Hunt Zhen dodged away, and the color of the dust was slightly whitish, revealing a stale smell of accumulation. Zhi Hunt Zhen stretched out his hand and twisted it, and the dust tentacles were cold and biting, like dense little insects, and they were wriggling on his fingertips with movements that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

In the next moment, the dust spread at an alarming speed, covering his palm in the blink of an eye, and then spreading over his demon body, extending in all directions of the cabin, as if the worms were breeding wildly.

"The ship is broken!" "It's over, we're all going to die!" "Get out of here!" "Damn the shipowner, I'm going to kill him!"

On the deck, many demons erupted in angry roars. Pieces of portholes vibrated endlessly, cracking one after another, like twisted lightning covering the field of vision, shining with a sharp edge.

The blue-black veins slammed into the hull of the ship like an overwhelming giant palm, and a suffocating undercurrent penetrated through the cracks in the portholes, surging into it like filthy mud.

"Distinguished guests, don't panic, this is ......" Li Zhu Lang shouted, and before he could finish his sentence, a porthole next to him burst open, and debris burst out in all directions. The demons saw the undercurrent rushing in like a flood of floodgates, and they fled in all directions. Some of the demons stood abruptly, as if they had lost their souls all of a sudden, and they had a dull expression on their faces.

"This is an illusion! you just need to ignore it, and the illusion will destroy itself!" Li Zhu's words had just fallen, and a demon was swept away by the swift undercurrent, and disappeared into the depths of the leylines in an instant.

"This isn't a fucking illusion!" a flower-faced demon roared in despair, "The Black Ship is trying to mess with us!" He staggered to the cabin, and with a stagger, a strange figure stood opposite, his skin festering, revealing a horrible black and red flesh hole, covered with slimy flesh buds, and pus constantly flowing out of the flesh holes.

The flower-faced demon subconsciously glanced at himself, and as far as his eyes could see, a piece of festering skin appeared strangely on his arm, slowly concave inward, forming a black-red flesh hole, like a wriggling mouth, and the flesh buds that shimmered with mucus lustered drilled out.