Seeing that Young Master Sun's strength was gradually defeated, Xiao Jin sped up the action of digging the pit in his hand, and then shouted to Qiao Song: "Young Master Sun, come here!"

Although this pit is not big, if you squeeze it, it can still accommodate two people.

Hearing Xiao Jin's shout, Qiao Song glanced back. Distracted, his right shoulder was scratched by the nearest ghostly corpse.

Attacked, Qiao Song's right shoulder was numb, his arm was unable to exert strength, and the hand holding the sword hung down.

The surrounding corpses smelled the smell of blood and flesh, and began to run wild, and their movements became more agile than before.

Seeing the ghost corpse besieging Qiao Song, Xiao Jin panicked.

"Young Master Sun!" he shouted, rushing forward desperately.

And at this moment, Dongzi took advantage of the loophole, jumped into the mud pit dug by Xiaojin, and buried himself in it.

Jin grabbed a handful of mud and threw it at a ghostly corpse, hitting the back of the ghost's head.

The ghost corpse was covered with mud on the back of its head, but it was unmoved, and still launched a fierce attack on Qiao Song like the other ghost corpses, instinctively wanting to snatch more flesh and blood.

Seeing that the situation was not good, An Shiqing was also a little anxious.

The ghost corpse chews human flesh like chewing crispy bones, and a few rattles can chew off a living person's arm.

Chai Sanqiao's Young Master Sun was besieged by so many ghostly corpses, if he couldn't dodge, he was afraid that he would be gnawed to the point that there were no bones left.

The sentence that Zhong Zhaoming said when he escaped from the mouth of the ghost corpse was that the young master was clever was not completely unreasonable.

If Qiao Song gave his life here, An Shiqing would not be able to explain it to Sect Master Qiao.

Putting aside the scruples of the idea of being contaminated with demonic energy on his hands, An Shiqing pinched the trick and said silently:

"The Emperor's Day, the Nine Heavens and Five Colors, the Golden Light is Bright, and the Gods Are Summoned!

I saw a mysterious light rising from the encirclement of the ghostly corpse and falling towards An Shiqing's body.

In an instant, An Shiqing's eyes changed, and his gaze became pale and white.

At this moment, she is her, and she is not her.

"Here comes the sword!"

An Shiqing called out like a roar, and it was not her own spirit sword, but Qiao Song's saber.

A sword in hand.

An Shiqing's aura was wide open, and at an extraordinary human speed, he lifted his sword and flew forward, and with just one move, he cut off the heads of more than a dozen ghost corpses!

More than a dozen heads fell, and more than a dozen stumps fell.

There was suddenly no sound around, and the expected attack did not hit, Qiao Song, who was holding himself in self-defense, loosened his guard a little, but saw the wreckage in one place, and An Shiqing was so majestic that he was holding his sword and was receiving Xiao Jin's gaze.

Qiao Song noticed the vision in An Shiqing's eyes.

She doesn't even have pupils!

Qiao Song couldn't help but be shocked by An Shiqing's terrifying appearance.

"You are!?"

His intuition told him that the person in front of him was not the girl he knew!

Seems to be a guy who is worse than a ghost!

"Hidden... Front..."

Hoarse, dull, obscure, and obviously not a girl's voice.

Before he finished saying two words, An Shiqing closed his eyes and fell down.

The sword, too, fell out of her hand.

Looking at An Shiqing, who was unconscious, Qiao Song was deeply surprised.

Hide... Front...

Zang Feng.

This is the name of his sword.

"Aunt... Girl!" As soon as he saw An Shiqing falling, Xiao Jin hurriedly rushed over. He was the only one present who witnessed everything with his own eyes, and he was even more impressed and grateful to An Shiqing. "Young Master Sun, girl, she's okay!"

After taking An Shiqing's pulse, Qiao loosened her hand and pulled her hand into her cuff without a trace.

“... It's okay. She just lost her spiritual power and fainted. ”

What did he see when he took the pulse?

What this girl has on her hands, like a living thing, will grow and spread, is it demonic energy?

But he had never seen such a demonic aura!

Xiao Jin excitedly said to Qiao Song, who was absent-minded: "Young Master Sun, this girl is so powerful! She just read a paragraph, and then just like that, all the ghosts here have been killed by her alone!"

Qiao Song thought about it and guessed the move that An Shiqing might have used: "Please use spiritual art." ”

"Please psychics?" Xiao Jin only felt that the name of this technique was a little familiar, and he remembered it after thinking about it for a while. "Oh, oh, I remember that Young Master Sun told me that the spirit technique is one of the original secret techniques of our county lord in the Central Continent!"

Then he thought it was strange. "How could this girl know the county lord's secret skills?

"Don't be cranky. Qiao Song interrupted his speculation. "There shouldn't be any more ghosts attacking us. You go and see how Brother Zhong is doing. ”

Xiao Jin obeyed Young Master Sun's instructions and dug Zhong Zhaoming out of the mud pit in the past, and saw that Dongzi had used the mud pit he had dug without permission, and couldn't help but scold a few words.

Zhong Zhaoming still had the temper of the young master, and came over scolding, and when he saw the remains of the ghostly corpses in one place, the whole person was shocked.

"These ghosts... You killed it all by yourself!?"

He couldn't believe it.

Qiao Song looked at An Shiqing, who was unconscious, and said honestly: "It's not me, it's her." ”

"I said it couldn't be you!" Zhong Zhaoming didn't expect that An Shiqing would be the one who dealt with these ghostly corpses. "Hmph, if you have this ability, if you don't make a move sooner, I will almost become a ghost corpse!"

Zhong Zhaoming is still the same Zhong Zhaoming.

Qiao Song stroked his saber and fell into a wave of contemplation. It's just that when he saw Zhong Zhaoming about to offend An Shiqing with his feet, he blocked it with his sword, blocking Zhong Zhaoming's malice, but he slightly showed murderous intent to him.

"Young Master Zhong, please respect yourself!"

His tone is cold, but it can be cold to people's bones.

Zhong Zhaoming couldn't help but take a step back.

He shouted weakly: "What are you doing, I don't want to do anything to her! You protect her so tightly, do you have a fancy for this stinky Hanako!"

Qiao Song's eyes were gloomy, and he said word by word: "She is my savior, and I don't allow anyone to offend her!"

Zhong Zhaoming snorted and stepped aside.

Qiao Song then put away his sword.

At this time, An Shiqing woke up faintly, raised a hand with difficulty, and pointed at Qiao Song.

"Well... Sword..."

When the words fell, An Shiqing's hand hung down and fainted again.

Good... Cheap?

Xiao Jin was depressed, "Young Master Sun, how can this girl scold you!"

Qiao Song was speechless, too lazy to give any explanation.

Xiao Jin looked at An Shiqing, who was pale, and couldn't bear it, so he asked Qiao Song:

"Young Master Sun, why don't I try to go into the water and go to the wreck to bring the medicine in the cabin to the girl. ”

Zhong Zhaoming added: "And my Tongxuan post!"

Jin glanced at him, but ignored him.

Qiao Song glanced at the surging river, although he couldn't bear to see An Shiqing, whose spiritual power was damaged, continue to be weak, but he was also unwilling to let Xiao Jin, who grew up with him, take that risk.

"Wait for this storm to pass. ”

They have not waited for this storm to pass, but they have waited for a new danger.

"Woooooo

In the woods, suddenly there was a wolf howl.

The sober men were terrified, and stood up in shock, and looked in the direction of the grove, and saw a pair of eyes as terrifying as a ghostly fire.

It's not just a wolf or two that comes.

It's a bunch!

Although the wolf is also flesh and blood, it is much more flexible than the ghost, and its attack power is not inferior to the ghost.

The wolf's might should not be underestimated.

The combat power of a wolf is enough for a pot to drink, let alone a pack of wolves!

Seeing the wolves approaching, Zhong Zhaoming was about to cry.

"What day is today! First the shipwreck, then the corpse, and now surrounded by wolves, does God want us to die here!"

"Stop talking!" Qiao Song feared that his voice would alarm the wolves.

Seeing the wolves getting closer and closer, Zhong Zhaoming really wanted to cry. "Qiao Song, hurry up and wake up that Hanako! Isn't she very capable! Hurry up and wake her up, and let her lead us to break through!"

Dongzi was so frightened that he turned around and ran into the river.

"Don't move!"

Qiao Song stopped it, but it was too late.

When a wolf saw Dongzi move, he pounced on it.

Zhong Zhaoming turned his head to see what was going on with Dongzi, and he was also pounced on by a wolf.

He burst into tears, shouting hoarsely for help.

Only Xiao Jin and Qiao Song are fine, and An Shiqing is lying on the ground.

The wolves didn't seem to have any ill will towards them.

Dongzi was taken ashore, his face was pale, and he was uninjured, obviously fainting with fright.

And Zhong Zhaoming, who was knocked down, was only subject to the wolf.

Most of the wolves approached them, circling around the remains of the ghostly corpse, as if communicating something.

A slightly larger wolf, who looked heartless, ran to the river beach very happily and rolled a few times, wrapped himself like a mud dumpling, and then pulled something out of the mud, and ran back and put the thing in his mouth into the hands of a young girl.

Girlish?

Where did the girl come from?

Qiao Song and Xiao Jin were shocked.

When did this girl appear?

They didn't even notice it!

Though things are taken out of the mire, they come out of the mud without staining.

Qiao Song recognized what had fallen on the girl's hand—

It's An Shiqing's sword!

He couldn't help but say, "Hey, that sword belongs to my friend—"

As soon as he spoke, he was threatened by the low roar of a pack of wolves.

The girl looked at him, then on the sword in her hand.

Her smart eyes opened wider and wider, and she exclaimed again and again: "Tianchen Zhu!?Luoxi Spirit Sword!?Benefactor!?"

The girl came running with a sword in her arms, and kept shouting something "benefactor" in her mouth.

Qiao Song and Xiao Jin were dumbfounded.

Zhong Zhaoming was also dumbfounded.

The girl pulled Dongzi out of the wolf's mouth, and when she saw that it was not the person she was looking for, she threw him into the river.

She ran again and dragged Zhong Zhaoming out from the wolf's claws, and when she saw that it was not, she threw him into the quagmire.

She hugged Qiao Song and Xiao Jin's shoulders again, and when she saw that they were not, she was a little anxious.

"Where's the benefactor!?

This girl's hands are so strong.

Being grabbed by her, Qiao Song felt that his shoulders were about to break.

He stubbornly said, "There's one lying on the ground..."

Qiao Song felt that this girl had no malicious intentions, so he confessed An Shiqing.

"Benefactor!" the girl scooped An Shiqing up from the mud, and after confirming it, she was greatly surprised. "It's really a benefactor!!!!

The girl hugged An Shiqing, grinding and rubbing.

Qiao Song's heart was beating when he saw it.

An Shiqing just didn't die, and he was tossed away by this big girl!