Biting dogs don't bark.

Now these two vicious dogs really don't bark, their bulging and crazy eyes are probably not just trying to bite themselves, crazy dogs eat people.

And they did.

"Wow..."

The four hooves kicked off the ground and pounced again.

Spare you once because for your master's sake, but if you repeat it again and again, I am not easy to mess with.

When the vicious dog jumped in front of him, he flashed obliquely, flew up and kicked it in the lower abdomen, and fell into the darkness with a muffled thud.

Kicking one, one coming.

Jing Meng's face was gloomy like water, and he muttered in his heart: "These two dogs have terrible thick skin, and they are terrible to beat, which is also something that ordinary people can raise?"

I couldn't help but look at the vicious dog that pounced in front of me, and saw that it was baring its teeth, vicious, and had some symptoms of late rabies, its eyes narrowed slightly, and raised its hand to prepare to fight it back.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the middle spine of the big dog was collapsed, as if he had been punched vigorously.

His face suddenly wrinkled, such an injury turned into a person who had to lie on the ground and couldn't move, but now a dog can actually jump around alive, this is a ghost.

The fishy wind is blowing on the face, and it is all stinky.

The evil breath emanating from the mouth of the vicious dog rushed straight into his nose, and his back was immediately covered with a layer of white sweat, and he didn't dare to take two more breaths of this ghost smell.

At this moment, I was sure that these two dogs must not be raised by ordinary people.

How can you still keep your hands?

The Ruyi sword swung hard, slamming the spine of the sword on the big dog's head, and with a pop, its skull shattered half and fell heavily to the ground.

But in the blink of an eye, it actually jumped again.

The same grinning.

The same living tiger.

The same rabies.

"Hmph..."

Jing Meng's face was gloomy and watery, and he seemed to have something in his heart..... , let the dog pounce in front of him, raise his hand and slash his sword vertically at its back.

But what I didn't know was that this sword was indeed cut into wood, and the dull creaking sound was not harsh, whether it was wood or a dog made of wood, the ending was the same, and it was split into two and fell to the ground.

"Whew..."

Jing Meng breathed a sigh of relief and sighed..... Quack Quack ...... , there were indeed several strange sounds under his feet, and he hurriedly fixed his eyes.

"Ahh

He roared in horror and almost swallowed his tongue in fright.

The dog.

The dog that was split in two by himself is still .... huo...... , I really don't dare to say that it's still alive, it's directly cut into two pieces.

But really, they can still move.

The dog's head with half of his head broken supported his front body and kept crawling forward, baring his teeth and still wanting to bite himself, and the back half of his body was the same, with his tail straight forward.

Is this still crazy?

Can this still be considered rabies?

Is this still a dog?

Jing Meng was frightened, and he couldn't help but get up a little timid on his face and wanted to leave quickly, but as soon as his feet moved, the vicious dog that had been smashed into the darkness by himself pounced on him again with a foul smell.

This time, of course, it was even more ruthless.

Carrying the Thunder Dao Method, a backhand punch hit its head, and the thunder lightning directly illuminated its body.

In the bright light, the eyes of the vicious dog were protruding, and the wrinkled nose was even more terrifying, and even more frustrating, but when I caught a glimpse of it sideways, I did find that they were open with a pair of blank eyes, and there were no eyeballs in them.

Indeed, he is dead.

It turned out that they were dead dogs.

With a shock of his arm, the Thunder Dao Law surged.

"Sting..."

The light on the vicious dog's body suddenly exploded, and when it fell to the ground, black smoke rose up, and it was indeed directly cooked by Jing Meng.

Dog meat...?

Aren't you hungry, here dog meat..

I don't have that hobby, even if I don't reject eating dog meat, but I don't think anyone would dare to eat such a crazy dog.

"Whew..."

The wind is cool and cool, and the wind is cold.

In the cold wind, Jing Meng's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, what kind of hell is this place, how can there be such vicious dogs, are they suffering from any disease?

I couldn't help but look at the half-rubbing dog on the ground again.

He's dead....?

I was sure that they must be dead, but I didn't understand how they came to life in a state of death, and my brows were furrowed, and I couldn't understand it.

Suddenly, the corners of Jing Meng's eyes were raised, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he lost his voice: "It seems to be ....."

Suddenly came to mind, the scene of seeing female zombies eating Liu Lao in Liu's manor that day, it seemed to be like this at that time, it was the same frustration, but what I saw tonight was even worse than that day.

Corpse.....?

This thing is not a good thing, not to mention that it is still dark at the moment, thinking about it, not to mention how scary it is, and the eyes are rolling around.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was weirdness everywhere in my heart, and it was a little hairy.

The huge village was surprisingly quiet, and there was no sound at all.

The moon is shining in the sky.

But when the moonlight shines on such a land, it is a miserable white, so frightening.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew on his body, and he suddenly felt an eerie cold air rushing in, and he trembled, where did he dare to stay for a long time, and hurriedly ran up under his feet, wanting to escape from this ghost place as soon as possible.

"Whew..."

It seemed that the sky was about to change, the wind was blowing louder and louder, and a thin layer of white mist was covered around it, and suddenly the whole village revealed a terrifying strangeness.

Jing Meng's footsteps slowed down, carefully looking around, and always on alert.

"Whew..."

The wind blew louder and stronger, and the sound of shaking the branches was like the cry of a ghost.

Jing Meng walked on the road, the moonlight cast the shadows of the trees on the ground, the wind shook those shadows with teeth and claws, walking slower and slower, and a heart almost reached the throat.

Ruyi Sword was carefully held in front of him.

"Bang..... Impulsive...... "I just heard the center of my chest jump and rush a sound.

"Woo..."

Just as he walked out of the village and came to a clearing, the wind suddenly became stronger, and the whining sound it brought with it sounded like a child's cry at first glance.

At this moment, the fog is thicker, and the eyes can only see a place under their feet.

"Whew.."

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a faint voice, and his eyes quickly raised to look for it, and he saw a black shadow standing vaguely in the white mist not far away, and he seemed to be looking at himself standing still.

My heart sank in an instant.

In such a ghost place, if you see a person, then he may not be a good person with eight floors.

In such a ghost place, if you don't see a person, then congratulations, it's definitely not a good ghost.

Where do you dare to move forward, standing with a sword and carefully guarding, and shouted coldly: "Who are you?"

But the standing figure did not respond, and the wind blew slowly, and the hem of his robe swayed gently like a low tree.

"Whoa..."

Jing Meng gritted his teeth lightly, and roared coldly: "Are you a human or a ghost...?" After a pause, he roared again: "Whether you are a human or a ghost, Uncle Ben will not be afraid of you, I am specially subject to all kinds of disobedience." ”

The wind blew his clothes, and it was still swaying.

But in the haze of the white mist, he really seemed to see his arm raised, isn't that the signature action of the zombie, he sighed in his heart, and hurriedly took a step back.

His eyes flickered left and right, up and down, and he wanted to run away.

But suddenly, a faint voice came into my ears: "Help..... Save..... Help me..... Save...... Life...... ，”

"Ahh , are you really a living person?"

Where did Jing Meng dare to slack off, Yue Qing wanted to grab his side, but when he was flying in the air, he did find that there were a few more blurred figures next to the person.

But they don't seem to be very friendly.

In the white mist, I saw five fingers propped up and pierced into the man's head.

In the white mist, a skull tooth was seen biting down on the man's throat.

There were a lot of fingers, and there were a lot of teeth on the skull, and in an instant, the figure was knocked down and disappeared.

Jing Meng's face was gloomy like water, and he roared with a snort: "What the hell, stop, stop, leave it to me," As he spoke, his sleeves shook violently, and the white mist in front of him was swept away, and he hurriedly looked at it, trying to find the figure of that person.

"Ahh

His face wrinkled and he screamed in fright.

I saw that it was indeed a big pit, and the pit was full of corpses, and what was even more terrifying was that there were still several corpses stirring in it.

Stirring is equivalent to chewing.

Where do you dare to step forward?

Where do you dare to land?

Kicking the air in a hurry under his feet, he turned out of thin air and jumped into the white mist, and a few flickering flickers under his feet rushed out of the white mist and escaped into the deep mountains.

"Scared the hell out of me..."

"It scares me to death..."