Yao Qian's eyes were cold, and he wandered around.

In the room behind him, the sound of rapid breathing continued to sound, and it seemed that he had been terrified to the extreme.

Glancing at the sky, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the stars were twinkling.

The cold moonlight sprinkled the ground like a silver veil.

'Bang'.

The blood slaughter came out of its sheath, and the silver light flashed away.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and killing intent was faintly brewing in his heart.

Suddenly!

The sky suddenly darkened, as if dark clouds were floating in the sky, slowly obscuring the moonlight and the stars.

The light is getting dimmer and the vision is blurring.

It's getting darker!

...... Until you can't see your fingers!

Since he couldn't see it, Yao Qian simply closed his eyes.

The body is running with the power of the demonic bull, and the five senses gradually open, sensing the subtle changes around him.

The breeze blows, stirring the clothes.

Time passed by minute by minute, and every minute and second seemed to drag out a long time.

Crunch!

The stone wheel in the corner of the wall seemed to be turning, rubbing against the ground and making an eerie sound.

Yao Qian's head tilted, and he was about to concentrate on inducting carefully.

But at this moment!

The speed of the stone wheel's rolling suddenly increased, and there was a loud 'bang'.

The stone wheel flew up out of thin air and smashed at him.

Yao Qian opened his eyes suddenly, didn't look at it, his body scurried, like a cheetah, and he bombarded it with a punch.

Bang!

A punch slammed into the stone wheel, making a loud noise.

The stone wheel was blasted out by him and smashed into the wall, even smashing several cracks in the wall.

And at this time.

The weapon rack made a 'snapping' sound again, as if it were an allegro, automatic without wind, and constantly beating.

The voice is sharp, direct, and irritating.

Yao Gan let out a roar from his mouth, jumped up, jumped into the stream, slashed down with a knife, and with a bang, the weapon rack split into two, flew out to the left and right, smashed on the ground, completely fell apart, and turned into pieces of broken wood.

With a knife that smashed the weapon rack, Yao Qian did not stop, jumped over, and rolled out several meters away.

Boom!

The stone chair he was sitting on just now smashed into the position where he was standing, smashing all the floor tiles and splashing out small stones in all directions.

Reaching out to cover his head, small pebbles hit his arm, and there was not even a white mark.

Looking up again, in the darkness, a vague gray figure could be vaguely perceived, facing away from him, unable to see its true face.

Gray long clothes, messy hair, this is not the strange figure I saw in the bamboo forest.

Holding the waist knife, Yao Gan's face showed a fierce look.

It turns out that it is the one who has been secretly haunting all along.

Standing up, Yao Qian's eyes were cold, his face was hideous, and his eyes stared at the gray-clothed figure, as if he wanted to see through the darkness and see through its true face.

A cold breath approached.

This cold aura is very strange, far from being cold, but a kind of cold that seems to be drilling into the bones.

With a shock all over his body, he once again turned on the strength of the demon bull, and the qi and blood around his body flowed, and suddenly this coldness dissipated without a trace.

He looked at the gray-clad figure again, though he still couldn't see its clear figure.

But he could sense that the strange gray-clothed figure was approaching step by step.

He clenched the waist knife in his hand, and his eyes were like lasers staring at the gray-clothed figure.

Suddenly, there was a flash in front of his eyes.

The gray-clothed figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.

He was startled, and a chill suddenly hit the back of his neck.

It was as if someone had blown a cool breath from the back of his neck, and the chill went straight from the tail vertebrae into his head, cold and cold.

I got goosebumps all over my body in an instant.

There was no time to react in his mind, his body had already rolled forward, and a lazy donkey rolled outside, several meters away.

Kneeling on one knee, his five senses scanning the past.

The gray-clothed figure appeared not far behind him at some point.

It's just that his back is still facing away from him, and he can't see the specific and clear face clearly.

Yao Qian's face became ugly, and the blood in his hand made a 'creaking' sound.

Even his face became hideous, and all the green tendons were exposed on his face, looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

He let out a roar from his mouth, the white tiger is a corpse!

Leaping forward, like a fierce tiger devouring people, vicious and hideous, the violent aura swept away.

The blood in his hand is like a bloody tongue coming out, and he goes straight to his prey, trying to swallow it into his belly.

The gray-clothed figure didn't seem to sense, still facing away from him, and just when the blood was about to fall on the gray-clothed figure, there was a flower in front of his eyes again, where was its figure.

Boom!

Stones flew out, and the knife slashed directly into the ground, smashing the floor tiles with a loud bang, which made his arms numb for a while.

"Hallucinations, teleportations, or is it too fast for my eyes to react?"

One thought after another popped up in his mind, but he couldn't find the real answer, which made him feel powerless.

This inexplicable monster really seems to have no way to deal with it?

But this thought flashed through his heart, and he expelled it from his mind, and his mind was firm again.

"Hmph, I don't believe it!"

He shouted through gritted teeth.

The figure in gray reappeared, still with its back to him.

However, Yao Qian could feel that the gray-clothed figure seemed to be laughing, a weird smile, a contemptuous smile.

Laugh until he can't accept it!

Laugh until his face is full of ferocity!

Suddenly, the gray shadow in front of him flashed again and rushed towards him.

"Good!"

screamed, but Yao Qian did not retreat but advanced, running the magic bull energy, and the strength, qi and blood around him gushed out.

Tiger roaring wind!

The elephant beats the lion!

A roar suddenly came out of his mouth, and the sound was like a tiger's roar, and Siye was frightened.

The gray-clothed figure also slammed suddenly, although it was only a moment and a breath, but Yao Qian's eyes lit up suddenly.

This opportunity must be seized!

Drumming out the strength of his body, under the boiling of qi and blood, the speed was even faster by three points, and the blood slaughter slashed down.

Slashed hard at the back of the stiff gray shadow, as if it had slashed at the hardwood, but the blade couldn't penetrate into it.

Immense power poured out, sending the gray shadow flying out and slamming it to the ground.

The gray-clothed figure also let out a terrible scream, which was extremely strange, like the neighing of a night owl, or the mournful chirping of a bird, sharp and strange, piercing through the human head, making people's hearts tingle.

Ahh......hhh

Not only did he hear the sound, but even the few trappers hiding in the house heard it, and let out a series of screams.

At the same time, the gray-clothed figure hit the ground, and with a pop, the figure flashed, and disappeared again.

Yao Qian's Demon Ox was running non-stop, and the sound had little impact on him, but the situation was not good for a few people in the room.

He looked towards the room, and the gray-clothed figure reappeared.

However, instead of attacking him, he scurried into the house.

Click.

The bolt of the door was broken, and the door slammed in both directions, and then a terrible scream was heard from inside, like a ghost in hell.

Yao Qian's face changed, he strode forward, and then rushed into it.

Suddenly, a cold aura greeted him, and then he saw a pair of dark brown arms pinching his neck.

If you pinch it this time, your neck will be directly twisted, and you can't die again!