The ghost sedan chair led a team of ghosts and ghosts quietly through the secluded streets, as if the boy sitting on the roof was missing, and finally stopped at the drunken underworld.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, watching the ghostly man open the door of the inn and bow his head silently.

The curtain of the ghostly sedan chair seemed to be blown by the wind, and no one came out, but a group of ghosts entered the drunken underworld in an orderly manner after this.

Immediately afterwards, a noisy sound sounded in the drunken mansion, like a busy city, and the sound of fist-fighting, drinking, and high-pitched talk rose and fell with each other.

Xiao Feng could see it clearly on the roof, and couldn't help but be surprised, it turned out that this was what the drunken Hades Mansion meant.

After a while, the cacophony of the drunken Hades gradually subsided, and everything fell silent again.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the Drunken Hades Inn opened, the ghost sedan car curtain was blown by the wind again, and the ghost team set off again.

It is still black and white impermanence to open the way, the bull head and horse face raise their feet, and the whole team is extremely weird.

Xiao Feng hesitated slightly, and his figure quietly followed the team.

The procession circled around the city and finally headed for the west gate.

Xiao Feng's brows furrowed, because he found that this group of ghosts didn't seem to be man-made, nor were they puppets, what could it be?

Seeing that the team was about to leave the city, Xiao Feng no longer hesitated, and grabbed the black impermanence in front of the ghost sedan chair.

The next moment, the hand passed through it as if through a shadow without hindrance.

"How can this be?" Xiao Feng's eyes froze, and he instantly thought of the boy flag in the tomb of King Fan, Yin Xue swung it, and slashed towards the ghost sedan chair with a sword.

Yin Xue slashed at the bull's head, still being pierced like a shadow, without hindrance. The ghost sedan chair is still moving forward as before, and in a blink of an eye it is ten zhang away.

Xiao Feng frowned, his body turned into a glimpse, and he blocked in front of the ghost sedan chair in a flash, and with a sword as fast as Feihong, he instantly slashed towards the ghost sedan chair.

The next moment, the whole team stopped.

The curtain of the ghost sedan car seemed to be blown open by the wind, and Xiao Feng only felt that his head was suddenly dizzy for a moment.

He suddenly retreated, slashing his sword in front of him.

It's just that when I saw the scene in front of me again, I found that the team of ghosts and ghost sedan chairs had disappeared for some time.

He was a little stunned, he had never seen such a ridiculous thing.

It's just that, the next moment, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly came to my heart.

Xiao Feng didn't think about it, and turned around suddenly.

A streamer instantly collided with Xiao Feng's sword, creating a burst of lightning and fire.

Xiao Feng's body was forced to slide backwards for a few feet, and he slammed to his feet.

Some people carry swords and deceive themselves.

Someone with a knife slashed straight down.

In the darkness, the lurking people appeared one by one and attacked directly.

The people in the dark, like ghosts, beat in a trance.

At the same time, another arrow was like a meteor, and in an instant, it broke through the sky.

"It's coming. Xiao Feng said secretly in his heart, his figure flickered instantly, sword after sword, sword after sword, sword and sword superimposed, resisting the incoming power.

For a time, the moves were superimposed, and they were colorful.

Xiao Feng retreated again and again, and the sudden attack did not take advantage of the slightest advantage.

More than ten zhang later, Xiao Feng stabilized his figure in embarrassment, vomited vermilion, and tried his best to look around.

There are 18 people around, which is really a big deal.

They also stared at Xiao Feng vigilantly, their faces solemn.

For them, the best result should be to beat the young man to death under the sudden attack of the young man in front of him just now, but they didn't expect that this young man was too much out of their expectations, and now he is only slightly injured, it will be very tricky, maybe they will be wiped out.

Xiao Feng's face was calm, "How many of you are here this time?"

No one responded.

Xiao Feng was still calm, "How many of you are left?"

In the cold wind, an arrow slashed through the night sky like a meteor, and before he could react, the arrow light had already arrived in front of him.

However, this amazing arrow was still caught by one hand, but it was the palm of a young man, to put it mildly, and it seemed that he did not use much strength.

It's just that this group of people did not feel hopeless, let alone give up, and the attacks broke out again.

......

The night wind is cold, the winter wind is cold, and scraping the bones and freezing flesh hurts people's souls.

Fortunately, when the darkness faded, it was dawn.

In the faint morning light, the boy stood quietly on the street.

There were some scars on his body, and he looked a little embarrassed, and he was tired from a bloody battle all night.

Fortunately, there were no people standing around him, and the arrow that liked to sneak up on him hadn't fallen for a long time.

He looked around, then tilted his head slightly.

On the city walls, something reflected the faint morning light.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

An arrow came in an instant.

A flash of cold light was gone in an instant.

It turned out that at this moment, Xiao Feng threw the Yinxue Sword violently.

The momentary delay made Xiao Feng lose the opportunity to respond, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the arrow body, only to feel a huge force coming, and his whole body was suddenly shocked back.

Xiao Feng snorted, and a smear of blood was printed from his shoulder, staining his shirt red.

But he didn't really care, and looked up at the city wall for a long time, until it was completely bright.

Then, he pulled out the arrow from his shoulder and said lightly, "Come back!"

A cold light came back in an instant.

A small head came out of Xiao Feng's arms, followed by a small body.

Naturally, it's rolling.

Xiao Feng couldn't help laughing, "You, do you know that you are a burden?"

Rolling Fu muttered, his little eyes full of confusion.

"You're by my side, and I'm going to protect you. Xiao Feng sighed softly.

Rolling flocculent grunted again.

"Forget it, if you don't go, you won't go. Xiao Feng sighed again and slowly walked out of the city.

After only a few steps, his figure disappeared in place.

A man poked his head out of the wall, and he let out a long breath with some palpitations.

It's just that before he could finish his breath, a sword light suddenly pierced his skull.

"I'm sorry, you can't live if you don't make a move. Cold words rang out over the city walls.

And then everything repeats calm.

......

In front of the clear straight line in the cold valley, there were eight people guarding at this time, old and young, men and women.

The eight people were very calm, all sitting cross-legged, cold and cold, standing still, as if they were not disturbed by external objects.

Until, not far away, a slightly embarrassed young man walked slowly.

The eight men opened their eyes almost at the same time and turned their heads to look at the boy.

No one spoke, but their breathing relaxed, not knowing whether they were nervous or afraid of disturbing the arrival.

The boy obviously saw eight people, but he was still calm and walked calmly, no different from not seeing them.

Gradually, the boy walked up to the eight.

Then, the boy stopped and nodded.

Several people also nodded.

"Little doll, if you leave with us, how about we promise to protect you?" shouted one of them.

The young man smiled, indifferent, "No need. ”

Someone frowned and said lightly, "Little doll, don't you think that if you kill those twenty wastes, you can really fight us." ”

The young man smiled lightly, "The juniors want to try." ”

Someone scoffed, "There is no regret medicine in the world." ”

The boy continued to chuckle, "It's okay. ”