"Well done!"

Over there, Fan Xuan praised loudly.

As he said, now that the three of them are in the same boat, the stronger Chen Tang is, the more favorable the situation will be. Maybe there's a chance that we'll be able to get away with it tonight. After all, Song Siming only borrowed the corpse to return the soul, not the real body. In terms of strength, it has been greatly discounted.

Besides, they didn't have to kill Song Siming, as long as they lasted until dawn, it was enough.

Borrowing a corpse to resurrect a soul is essentially a dead person.

The dead are afraid of the sun, in broad daylight, they are very restricted, and if they are not careful, they will be wiped out and their souls will be scattered.

This is the biggest difference between evil and demon.

"Brother Chen, help me!"

Fan Xuan shouted again.

He is not as fierce as Chen Tang, and he is difficult to fight with one against two.

Chen Tang glanced at the past, and had an estimate of Fan Xuan's strength, it should be that he had just entered the inner family and had not long been practicing his strength.

That's good.

If it's one-to-one, you can be sure that you will break a piece of paper, but it's not easy to do one-to-two.

And it seems that this guy obviously kept his strength, and did not go all out, deliberately kept his back hand, not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Chen Tang stood still and ignored it. Just now I broke three paper bodies, which looked easy, but in fact, it took a lot of energy.

This is just foreplay, and the focus is on Song Siming.

Since Fan Xuan was able to deal with two paper piercing people alone, Chen Tang naturally had to save his strength to deal with Song Si's life.

From the very beginning, he made it clear that the other party was not good.

Killing the living and then sending them to the city god is evil.

Chen Tang didn't know what the rules of Yin Si were, there might be Yin Feng Yang violations, or it could be overkill, or it might be purely Song Siming's private evil deeds. It's like the yang world, the provisions of the law are vivid, but there are always people who pretend to be public and private, do misdeeds, and repeatedly prohibit them.

But Chen Tang is not Bao Qingtian, and when it comes to Yin Si, he has no way or way to find out the truth.

All he knew was that when evil deeds befell him, he would fight evil with evil!

"You, that's good. ”

Song Siming looked at Chen Tang with a pair of old eyes, looking at Chen Tang faintly, becoming more and more happy, and a strange light flashed out.

Chen Tang sneered: "Find me, but you are wrong." ”

"Oh, really?"

Song Si was not in a hurry to make a move: "There are fifty heads hanging on the Yin and Yang Netherworld Tree in my hall, and there is a Jinshi head missing. The worldly world, full of red dust, is all vain, mediocre, and in the end, it is difficult to escape life, old age, sickness and death. Scholar, this work advises you, it is better to come with me, you can get infinite time. ”

Chen Tang looked at it like a fool: "I have someone who doesn't do it, but goes to be a ghost? ”

Song Siming shook his head and said, "Soon, you will experience the joy of being a ghost." ”

Talking, hand pointing, hum!

The white-skinned lantern in the southeast corner whistled down and crashed into it.

Its speed and momentum are much stronger than the previous paper people.

It's time to get real.

At the first time, Chen Tang's figure retreated sharply, and he didn't dare to touch it head-on.

Fan Xuan over there was taken aback, secretly screaming that it was not good, the long sword in his hand shook, and finally used the ability to press the box and forced the two paper piercing people to retreat. Then he turned and fled, not even caring for his cousin, who had fainted on the ground.

It's better to die two than one, the reason is very simple.

"Do you want to leave?"

The corners of Song Siming's mouth sneered slightly, and with another finger, another lantern flashed, and the next moment, he had already chased behind Fan Xuan.

Fan Xuan shouted, and had no choice but to turn around with his sword and slash hard-

His sword is not an extraordinary weapon, but it has been consecrated by a master, and it is made of dark iron, and the iron is sharpened like clay, which can ward off evil spirits.

Syllable!

The blade of the sword slashed firmly at the lantern shroud, but it was wrapped in a stream of yin qi, and it couldn't break through at all, and it bounced back.

Bang!

The lantern finally smashed into Fan Xuan's body, causing him to stumble, his blood was churning, and then he sat on the ground with his butt and couldn't struggle.

This blow didn't stun him, mainly because he relied on the sword to block it, otherwise he would have fainted to the ground like Fan Yuan.

However, Fan Xuan's current appearance has lost his ability to move, and there is not much difference from being in a coma. Maybe it's not as good as Fan Yuan fainting to death, so he doesn't have to face the horrors behind.

Song Si Ming did not let the lantern attack again, but instructed the remaining two paper corpses to guard Fan Xuan's side, one left and one right. The four eyes stared at him solemnly, and it made people's hearts tremble.

Over there, Chen Tang had already retreated into the back kitchen of the inn.

On the top of the kitchen, I don't know when a lantern with white skin and black characters was hung, emitting a faint light, illuminating the various facilities below, the stove firewood, pots and pans. In such an atmosphere, it is especially absurd and weird.

"Martial arts are good, but you can't leave. ”

Song Siming appeared at the door of the kitchen like a ghost, and said coldly.

Chen Tang stood in front of the stove and looked at it expressionlessly. I saw two lanterns, floating in front of Song Siming, like two huge eyes. The lights inside were flickering and flickering, like blinking eyes.

Perhaps, there is a third, hanging on it.

With Song Siming's ability, his yin qi can make many such lanterns transform into deadly and ferocious objects, killing people to death, and it only takes one collision.

Such a method can really be called unpredictable.

The difference in strength between each other is really huge.

Chen Tang is a beginner, but people also borrow corpses to return their souls, not their real bodies.

But thinking about it, this Song Siming has existed for I don't know how many years, cultivating yin qi, and it is so strong, in comparison, Chen Tang can only be regarded as a toddler.

How to fight against it?

No wonder from his appearance to the present, Song Siming has been in a good time, like a cat and mouse, playing a little trick, and he is not in a hurry.

It's sub-hour, and it's still a long time before dawn.

And this town is not a state capital, and there is no soldier to guard it.

At this moment, outside the inn and on the street, there was a mixture of people's voices. A large group of people, at least hundreds, came in a mighty manner with a sheet of torches. All of them held utensils, knives, guns, wooden sticks, and some people, hoes and axes, all of which looked messy.

They are all people in the town, and some of them are the strong men of the Qian family, who were called by the Qian Juren to come to find the corpse.

Although Qian Dashan's corpse has changed and become vicious, in the end, it is his own father, and he can't just leave it alone. If it is spread out, Qian Juren's reputation will be damaged. The Qian family will become a laughing stock and be hit hard.

When everyone came to the door of the inn, they saw the white lantern hanging under the eaves of the inn, with the word "Lay" on it, and everyone was suddenly a little timid, and they were unable to move forward, and they were bluffing outside.

You must know that Master Kong Yuan, who was in charge of the practice, had been seriously injured and was sent back to the temple by his apprentices overnight. And his two powerful disciples were also sucked into people by the corpse-transformed Qian Dashan people.

The master is still like this, and they, the ordinary people, are afraid, and no one dares to step forward easily.

Song Siming sensed the movement outside and said, "That's it, it's over." ”

The yin wind swept away, his body was like the wind, and when he came to Chen Tang's body, five skinny fingers fell.