Nightmare Lake is located ten miles south of the slaughtering sheep market, near the wild grass like a forest, thorny bushes, large and small hundreds of lakes inhabit in the night, like a mysterious open eye, glowing with an eerie light.

Zhijia really followed the fat tiger and circled north along the winding shores of the Nightmare Lake. There was silence all around, only the sound of the waves whimpering, cold as crying. From the surface of the lake, wisps of misty mist drifted from time to time, spreading in front of Zhikari Zhen, obscuring the surrounding vegetation.

"Little Fat Sheep, this lake is the strangest!" Fat Tiger's big axe pointed at the Nightmare Lake and shouted, "Whoever drinks the water in the lake will definitely have nightmares in the middle of the night! I once secretly tasted it, and then I really dreamed that a red-faced and blue-skinned evil ghost was gnawing at my head, but it scared me to pee!"

Red-faced and blue-skinned, that's right. Zhijia Zhen stared deeply at the Nightmare Lake, and the strange color in his eyes flashed. The water of the lake is indigo, which is so thick that it cannot be dissolved, revealing a strange vividness. He had never seen such a strange blue, like a cold surging blue blood.

"Are there any fish and shrimp in this lake?" asked Zhijia really as if at random.

"There are a lot of fish and shrimp, and when they are caught, they are also alive and fat. It tastes smelly and sour, and smells of sweaty feet. The fat tiger grimaced and smacked his mouth a few times.

Zhijia really looked at the lake thoughtfully, suddenly stopped, and asked in a deep voice, "Are there horse bandits in the sheep slaughterhouse?"

Fat Tiger froze: "What does the horse bandit have to do with fish and shrimp?"

"Is there any?"

"It doesn't matter!"

"I'm asking if you have any horse bandits......

The horsebeard in the Black Wind Village in the north and the king of the Yingchou Ditch in the south are all horse bandits, and there are hundreds of people under them. Little Fat Sheep, why are you asking this? Could it be that you don't want to eat chicken legs anymore, and you want to change your taste and gnaw on horse legs?"

Shin turned around, his right hand retracted into his sleeve, and grasped the dagger. A moment later, the sound of swift horses' hooves rang out from where his eyes had struck, the ground shook faintly, and a small cloud of dust kept coming closer to the Nightmare Lake.

"Oh, I said little fat sheep, you crow's mouth is really smart!" the fat tiger monster screamed, lifted the big axe, and strode in front of Zhi Zhen, "It's Wang Haozi's men! Don't mess with them, these gang of horse bandits don't pay much attention to the rules, and their hearts are very dark." ”

"Uncle Fat Tiger, I know it in my heart. Zhi Kari watched calmly as the galloping horses parted from the grass waves, and stepped on them like a whirlwind. A dozen or so fierce and bald, braided horse bandits wore black leather vests, black riding boots, and swords, leaning over and spurring their horses.

The first few horse bandits hurriedly glanced at the fat tiger, galloped past them not far away, and went straight to the direction of the sheep slaughterhouse. Fat Tiger stared at the fat horse's buttocks and swallowed his saliva: "Actually, the horse's legs are not delicious, the meat is too hard, and the stewed rice noodles on the horse's butt are fragrant." ”

At the end, a burly horse bandit suddenly turned his head, his gaze swept over Zhi Kaji's body, and his eyes lit up like a greedy vulture. He jerked the reins, and the horse turned back, with a loud whistle. More than a dozen horsemen in front rode back one after another, surrounding the two of them, and kept circling them.

The fat on the fat tiger's face trembled, grabbed the big axe, and glared at the burly horse bandit with his eyes: "Isn't this Wang Laoqi of Eagle Sorrow Valley." What's the matter, don't you recognize me Fat Tiger?"

Wang Laoqi shook the horsewhip, "snapped" in mid-air, and said with a smile: "Fat Tiger, the kid next to you has a very good face, is it foreign?"

"This is my distant brother, who came to slaughter sheep and went to me, and ate with his mouth. The fat tiger shook the big axe and said with a big grin, "Don't get out of the way, I still have to take him to see the old burning knife!"

When the horse bandits heard the name of "Old Burning Knife", their faces changed slightly.

Wang Laoqi hesitated for a moment, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't been fighting a fat sheep these days, and the huge gambling debts he owed would have nowhere to go, he wouldn't be willing to resist the fat tiger. "Don't bluff people with the old burning knife, you kid just talked to him for a few words. What nonsense are you talking about, brother, what do you look like about the two of you?" Wang Laoqi gritted his teeth and waved his hand to make a gesture.

A dry horse bandit "swished" pulled out his horse chopping knife, drove the horse up, and separated the fat tiger one after another, preventing him from interfering. Wang Laoqi pulled the reins of the horse himself, bypassed the fat tiger, and rushed to Zhi Hunt Zhen. This little white face has fine skin and tender meat, and at a glance, you can tell that she is from a rich family. If you tie it up, you may be able to make a lot of money.

Zhi Hunt Zhen had already put down the rattan basket, turned his back to the lake, and his soul surfaced out of the sea of knowledge, and the eight-winged golden cicada witch spirit inhabited it, perceiving Wang Laoqi's rapidly approaching route with mysterious spiritual power.

As he entered the realm of refining and refining qi, the eight-winged golden cicada's spirituality increased greatly, and he was already able to have a subtle sense of misfortune and fortune. Although this gang of horse bandits was aggressive, the eight-winged golden cicada did not feel much danger. On the contrary, it was the three-killing machine sword in the palm of his hand that sensed the murderous aura, like a fierce beast rising out of the abyss, revealing hungry and sharp minions.

Zhi Hunt moved slightly in his heart, here and now, in front of the breeze, it is not appropriate to use the sword qi of the three-killing machine, or to use the sword style of the Snow Night Palace banquet map.

"Boy, come with me obediently, so as not to suffer!" Wang Laoqi smiled and raised his horsewhip, whipping Zhi Zhenzhen to the ground and rolling. Wang Laoqi put his mind at ease, leaned over and bent over, and grabbed Zhi Hunt Zhen without any scruples.

Zhi Hunt really seemed to be stunned, and let the other party grab him and drag him to the horse's back. At the same time, the fat tiger roared wildly, picked up the big axe, and slashed at the horse bandit who stopped in front of him.

"Poof!" Just when Wang Laoqi grabbed Zhi Zhenzhen into the saddle and the two sides were close, Zhi Zhen's wrist shook, and the short dagger was like a poisonous dragon out of a hole and inserted into Wang Laoqi's throat. Wang Laoqi froze for a moment, his eyes bulged, and a little blood oozed from his throat. Zhi Zhen's head was against the other party's neck, and he held his waist with his backhand, pretending to be captured by Wang Lao Qisheng, and with his toes buttoning the horse's belly, the horse turned into the group of horse bandits.

"Bang!" blood spurted out, the horses neighed, and a horse bandit and his horse were split in half with a large axe, and the blood was drenched all over the head and face of the fat tiger. Before the rest of the bandits could react, the fat tiger picked up the big axe again, "Bang!" One of the horse bandits' slashing knife broke in response, and the big axe swept past without pause, cutting him off at the waist, and the mount rushed out with a scream, knocking people on their backs and making a mess.

"Fat Tiger, you kid is crazy!Dare to touch our Eagle Sorrow Gully?" "Kill him and chop him into mashed meat!" "The idea is hard, shoulder to shoulder!" The horse bandits shouted loudly, and waved their sabers one after another, whistling and slashing at the fat tiger.

Zhi Hunt Zhen stuck it from behind, and the short dagger silently stabbed into the back of a horse bandit, passed through the heart, and quietly pulled out. The mount turned left, and Shin Zhikari staggered past another bandit, stabbing his dagger backhand and plunging it into the back of his neck.

"Bang Bang Bang-" The fat tiger is like a crazy tiger, and the big plate axe slashes left and right, which is unstoppable, and the horse bandits are embarrassed and miserable. He has no tricks to move the axe, he goes straight and horizontally, slashing hard, and does not contain any martial arts turbidity. But his brute strength was so amazing that as soon as the saber collided with the blade of the axe, it broke instantly. Even with the help of horsepower, the horse bandits were shocked by the big axe and their arms were numb, and they couldn't stop retreating.

"Seventh brother, seventh brother, come and clean him up!" a horse bandit who was almost cut off his horse caught a glimpse of Zhi Kazuma coming, and hurriedly turned his horse to meet him. "Brother Seven!" The two sides faced each other, and the horse bandits couldn't help but scream when they saw Wang Laoqi's closed eyes.

Zhi Zhen's left hand shook, and Wang Laoqi's body flew out from behind and pounced on the horse bandits. The horse bandit's eyes flickered, and he instinctively swung his fist and knocked the corpse away. Suddenly, his neck was cold, and he flew a bloody arrow, and fell straight backwards. Zhikari drew his dagger back, put his left hand on the saddle, and rushed straight out, jumping onto a nearby horse. The horse bandit on the horse didn't have time to make any movement, and the dagger pierced through the center of his eyebrows, and a little bright red slowly poured out.

"Seventh Brother is dead! Seventh Brother is dead!" the horse bandits shouted in panic, and there was chaos. The fat tiger roared and flew up on one leg and kicked one of the bandits and his mount into the air. The horse bandit screamed and rolled down, and the large plate axe slashed diagonally, and the head of the horse bandit rushed into the air again.

The two horse bandits avoided the fat tiger, waved their swords, one left and one right, and rushed towards Zhi Hunt Zhen.

The moment the two sides approached, Zhi Hunt Zhen suddenly turned off the horse's back, retracted under the horse's belly, and his left palm touched the horse's belly, suddenly moved, and slid to the bottom of the horse bandit's belly on the left, the palm suction turned into elasticity, and the whole person jumped out upside down, and the dagger was inserted into the horse bandit's neck from the side.

It is the breeze that gives "move and bend, gecko swims the wall." ”

The horse bandit on the right screamed angrily, and the slasher slashed horizontally. The two horses ran side by side, and Zhijia really fell on his back, slid backwards, his palm flicked out, and the volley moved horizontally, falling ghostly to the back of the horse bandit, and the dagger pierced into the back of the neck.

His whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, and he uses the gecko swimming on the wall to live, and the swordsmanship is very good. Qingfeng was pleasantly surprised, if this set of moving methods was not for him personally, he thought that Zhi Hunt had really practiced hard for at least many years.

Zhi Hunt really flashed into the group of horse bandits, like an agile gecko, sliding back and forth between the horses, dexterously maneuvering. One after another, the horse bandits splashed blood in their throats and fell off their horses, and the remaining two horse bandits saw that the situation was not good, and threw out their swords to Zhi Jiazhen, slapped their horses and galloped away.

Zhi Kazuma's body curled up, and the slasher swept past his sides.

"Haha, little fat sheep, I can't see that you have a lot of tricks!" the fat tiger exhaled, and threw a large plate axe, rolling in a sharp arc in the air, and the blade of the axe was embedded in the back of a horse bandit. The horse bandit howled in pain, fell limply, and rolled off his horse.

"Oh no, run one!" Fat Tiger shouted as he looked at the smaller and smaller back of the other bandit, and stomped his foot in frustration. Suddenly, a flash of purple lightning flashed, and the horse bandit's head exploded with a "bang", and the headless corpse tumbled off the horse's back.

Qingfeng coughed lowly, and the popped finger quietly retracted. This flick of his fingers thundered with his fingers, it was the orthodox technique of the Taishang Shenxiao Sect, but he was seriously injured and had not recovered, and he could only exert less than half of the power.

"It's weird, is this guy so scared that his head is hot, so he blew up?" the fat tiger scratched his head, confused.

Zhi Hunti glanced at the breeze and turned to the wreckage, "We need to clean up this place." ”

"It's easy. The fat tiger grabbed several corpses with his big hands and ran towards a deep lake surrounded by reeds. The water of the lake is dark green, and it is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. As soon as the corpse was thrown into the lake, countless ripples swept away, and groups of tiger head fish surfaced, revealing their sharp teeth, tearing the corpse, and even the bones and scum were swallowed up at once.

The two spent a meal to destroy the corpses around and cover them up. Fat Tiger also took out some broken silver from the pockets of several corpses, and smiled happily, and his saliva flowed. Zhi Zhenzhen suddenly remembered something and asked, "Uncle Fat Tiger, you say that I am your distant brother, something is wrong." ”

"What's wrong, little sheep, don't we both have two eyes, a mouth, and a nose?"

"I mean, you're a lot older than me......"

"I'm not even sixteen this year! Could it be that you are only three or four years old?"

"You're not yet sixteen?" Zhi Hunt really stared at the fat old face of the fat tiger in surprise, "Then I called you uncle before, why did you ......?"

"The mouth grows on you, you want to call me uncle, what is my method?" the fat tiger blinked and looked at Zhi Zhenzhen with an innocent expression.

Zhi Hunt was really stunned for a long time, and said: "Brothers are commensurate, I'm afraid I can't hide the veterans in the sheep slaughterhouse, it's better to ......"

Around the end of the day, the fat tiger held a board axe, carried a rattan basket, and carried a "little fat sheep" tied all over his body, and swaggered into the brightly lit sheep slaughtering market.

(End of volume)