My dear brother, this is really a small life.

By the time Samba woke up and regained his spirits, it was already another day later.

Samba woke up no better than the little fat man, screaming and crying bitterly, as if he was still trapped in some terrible nightmare.

Inside this layer of stone pagoda is an incomparably vast space, filled with a thick white mist, and ghosts can be seen looming in the white mist from time to time, from the initial wandering spirits to the more powerful yin spirits, powerful ghosts and yin soldiers.

Xiao Bai's means used to shield their own qi were out of order here, and he had stepped out of the formation to investigate before, but as soon as he stepped out of the magic circle under the Demon Soul Banner, he was immediately noticed by the nearby ghosts, and he pounced and entangled with great momentum.

And the ghost thing in this seems to have lost its mind, acting entirely on instinct, and doesn't know what to fear at all, let alone avoiding it when it knows that its strength is not as good as the other party, and when it discovers the breath of the living, it will not stop dying.

It's been a few days since I've been trapped in the entire Forbidden Array, so when everyone has regained their energy, they all can't wait to leave this ghost place.

There was nothing to plan, so the formation flag was removed, the direction was distinguished, and a group of four people rushed directly to the center of the stone tower.

Samba and Gongji belong to the kind of direct attack type, Samba didn't know where to take out a ruler-long dagger, even if he didn't deliberately use the artistic conception, he didn't use any secret method, a dagger was cut down, and the ghosts below the ghost didn't have an enemy. The speed of killing monsters is better than that of Xiaobai.

Xiao Bai looked at Gong Er and the little fat man's expressions, and saw that the two of them were not surprised by this at all, obviously they had seen Samba use this dagger before.

Xiao Bai sighed a few times in his heart, and sighed again at the profound heritage of these families.

The dagger is a long ruler, with a dark chestnut-colored handle, one finger thick, the material is not visible, but it gives people a sense of solemnity. The handle is carved with complex moire, combined with the color and shape of the handle itself, revealing a heroic and clumsy atmosphere. The spine of the dagger is thicker than the ordinary dagger, the blade is sharp, dark and shiny, and there is a faint cold light emitted when it is held flat, and it is even more remarkable when it is wielded. What's even more terrifying is that this sword is extremely powerful, especially for ghosts, under a slash, the ghost thing is picked up by the dagger white mang, and it is suddenly like boiling soup and pouring snow, and it scatters into a cloud of unconscious yin spirit, and can no longer gather.

This yin spirit is not pure, and it is also very weak, but it is just right for the ghost things raised by the little fat man, it is a big supplement, every time you swallow a cloud of yin, the yin energy on the ghost will be a little thicker, although you don't know if it is the year of the monkey and the month of the monkey from the ghost body, but it is better than nothing, so along the way, this guy didn't make much of a move, and he was busy following the samba to pick up the benefits.

Gong Er's shot is just like his cool expression, the whole person is like a light bulb with a faint red light, making a knife with his hand, and when he encounters a ghost, he also raises his hand to slash it, although there is no Samba to kill it cleanly and neatly, and he has to cut a few more times, but the ghosts he killed are all gone, not only the consciousness is annihilated, but even the courage cannot be retained.

This guy's body protection is really good.

Xiaobai's means of dealing with ghosts are different, he didn't use the demon soul banner before, at this time, since it has been revealed in front of Samba and several people, there is no need to cover it up, holding a demon soul banner in his hand, encountering a ghost thing that pounces up, holding the small flag to the head of the ghost thing is a stab, the spiritual light in his hand is swallowed, and the consciousness of the ghost thing is scattered, the demon soul flag is rolled, and between a few breaths, the long whale draws water, and the yin qi of the ghost thing is yin, and even the belt slag swallows it.

Then Xiaobai took the flag that devoured the ghost thing back into his arms, distracted himself from refining, and took out another small flag from his arms to face the enemy.

The little fat man used a peachwood sword for self-defense, the same length of the foot, and it fluttered lightly in his hand, because he didn't have to fight the enemy, he danced randomly while walking aisle, slashing a knife in the east and poking a sword in the west, not mixing, like a child's toy.

But Xiao Bai only glanced at the peach wood sword in his hand, and he didn't dare to have a little negligence, the peach wood sword body is pear white, there is no decoration up and down, only the sword spike part is knotted with the technique of thousands of entanglements of life locks, in which the life lock itself not only contains many heavy runes, but also the essence of the Taoist wish stored in the life lock, even many well-known Taoist temples can not compare.

After a careful look at the sword body, he bluffed Xiaobai again, and his heart was not so extravagant, before Samba took out a weapon with attributes, it was enough for a bull fork, and he only drooled when he saw it, and now the little fat man's inconspicuous little wooden sword, the main material is Yuqing Ziyi peachwood, the legendary miracle material, thousands of years of peachwood, resting in the Zixiao Thunder Pool tempered by the heavenly fire, thousands of roots don't know if there is one that can become a material, to today's society, it has basically become a sound.

And the peach-hearted wooden sword in the little fat man's hand, after becoming a sword, should have been planted in the living thunder wood to warm up, making the wooden sword glorious and restrained, back to basics, which is why at first in a hurry, Xiaobai actually ignored the past, it was too ordinary.

In fact, as long as the warmth is properly maintained in the future, it is possible for this peachwood sword sword heart to be psychic, which is beyond the magic weapon, almost the existence of a magic weapon.

Under the careful observation, you can find that the peach wood sword pear white sword body is extraordinary, under the ordinary and unpretentious appearance, countless thin silver filaments wander in the sword body, like living creatures, faintly gathered and scattered into a mysterious and extraordinary rune, hidden under the sword body like a star bright and shining. These silver wires and runes don't seem to be powerful at first glance, and the little fat man doesn't have a fart reaction when he dances, but Xiao Bai has no doubt that it is definitely the latter who takes the peach wood sword and knocks the dagger in Samba's hand.

The little fat man who was commanding the ghost thing to follow Samba to pick up the leak suddenly felt a spirit all over his body, as if someone was beating him up with a bad idea, turned his head to look, and just stared at the little white thief on the top of the little white thief eyebrows and rats staring at the peach wood sword in his hand, and immediately peed in fright, crying and shouting" My own brother, shouldn't it be the idea of hitting my brother's peach wood sword in my hand, this is really a small life, if it's something next to me, my brother will give it to my brother without saying a word, but this wooden sword in my hand, it's not that my brother is reluctant, it's true, this sword I secretly came out of my old man's heart, the old man's baby's heart and liver baby, my brother, I really can't be this master."

The little fat man said this and made sense, think about it, if the family is really rich and bold to this point, and the children who go out casually wear such a level of magic weapons, then all the poor qi practitioners should find a piece of tofu to kill them, and work hard for the fang market for a lifetime, and it is not worth going out to rob a house or something at night. Abusing these mundane cultivators, the money is quick and the risk is small, you deserve it.

But if this kind of magic weapon is a treasure of a clan, it makes sense. There are still three or two nails in the poor family, not to mention these big families who have multiplied for thousands of years, how can they not have one or two pieces of family foundation that can be put on the table.

Thinking about this, Xiaobai looked at the little fat man's eyes and couldn't laugh a little, this guy is really bold and fat, even this kind of treasure dares to steal out of the house to play, thousands of precautions, house thieves are difficult to prevent, this is really a wise saying.

The little fat man has been paying attention to Xiaobai's expression, seeing him with such an expression, he knew that his wooden sword was temporarily saved, and his heart was finally put down a little, and he said with a smile, "It's not that I'm bragging, in addition to this peach wood sword, I still have a lot of good things, they are all rare things, I guarantee that Brother Xu may not have seen it, Samba has been red for a long time, hehe, when you go out, I'll give you two."

Don't look at the little fat man's heartless appearance, but when these few words are spoken, they are all famous. The peachwood sword on the hand that was the first to be pointed out is a well-known treasure in the family, and it cannot be lost, and whoever gets it from him should not think about it. Later, he pulled Samba, saying that the two families have a family friendship, and what good things he has in his hands are clear to the other party, and he wants to beat his idea, unless Samba cooks together, otherwise the news will be transmitted back to his house sooner or later, and the meaning behind it is self-evident.

Xiaobai smiled, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words, and smiled and responded, "Okay, I have to remember this."

He didn't really want to fight the little fat man's wooden sword, but he suddenly saw it, and it was inevitable that his eyes would be hot. This is the same as a person who is poor and afraid, even if he is worth millions, he still wants to rush up to pick up a dime when he sees it on the ground, and he can react at a cost.

Anyway, Xiaobai still has a storage bag and a few treasures left by the seniors surnamed Niu, and there are many good magic weapons in the bag, but he doesn't dare to use it, for fear that he will be remembered by others, and there is really a shortage of this.

At this moment, a yin soldier rushed out of the white mist, it should be a first-class ghost guard, the yin qi on his body has been condensed into armor, and he is holding a weapon similar to a water fork in his hand, with three tips and two blades, and his two eyes are shining, fast as lightning and rushing to kill two times, under the cover of the white mist, his body is brisk like an afterimage.

Before, they were able to downplay the killing of wandering spirits and ghosts, but they couldn't break their defenses by relying on these ghosts, and being attacked was not much different from tickling, and the damage to themselves was minimal, and the response was simple and rude, and when they saw it, they were cut with a knife, and they didn't avoid it at all.

But the ghost guard is not so savage and rough to deal with. Seeing the ghost guard rushing forward, Gong Er's body was covered with blood, he stretched out his hand to probe at the side of his leg, and when his right hand was raised again, he had an extra dagger, and he stabbed the water fork in the chest of the ghost guard, and he didn't wait for the strength to use the old dagger to cut and drag it slightly, wanting to lead the ghost guard's blade to the side and take advantage of the situation to bully him.

With a ding, Gong Er's dagger slashed firmly on the water fork condensed by the Yin Qi of the Ghost Guard, and there was a sound of metal intersecting. And the power contained in the thorn of the ghost guard is also something that Gong Er did not expect, and under a flick, the water fork did not move at all. Gong Er's move was extremely fast, seeing that the last blow was ineffective, he twisted his waist and took a wrong step under his feet, avoiding the front, and his hand was changed to a welcome, and he slashed towards the hand holding the blade of the ghost guard as fast as lightning.