This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 228

Just when he was about to stand up and question Daffiga with a steel nail on Wednesday, an unusual aura suddenly appeared in the forest not far away!

This breath has condensed into a cloud of pure white mist, and there is a strong killing intent in the mist.

The scalp-numbing killing intent swept across the entire valley of thorns like boundless waves!
Everyone present felt this powerful killing intent, but apart from trembling unconsciously, they did not suffer any substantial damage.

Only the bloody bone sword in Dafiga's hand shattered into four or five pieces with a click!

Obviously, this killing intent was aimed at him.

The black ghost seemed to have been strongly inspired, and stretched its arms vigorously in the direction of Daffiga, and let out a sharp laugh: "Even if you raise hundreds of blood slaves, it's the same today." Can't escape, you can't escape!"

Dafiga, who had just regained his body after supplementing with blood food, dodged the ghost's attack as fast as lightning.

He looked back at his wings that hadn't fully recovered... He was ruthless, tore off a few white bones from above, rubbed them in his palm, and a brand new blood-colored bone sword lay in front of him.

"A mere filthy ghost dares to show its teeth and claws in front of me! Come out and fight me if you have the ability!"

Dafiga yelled at the pure white mist, but kept a distance. After all, he suffered a big loss just now... He also began to become cautious.

After those monsters appeared from the white mist just now, they became more fighting spirit than before.

Although Daffiga was suspended in mid-air and was not within their attack range, they still formed a circle in a tacit understanding and surrounded him, looking ready to go.

After a long time, no one answered in the pure white mist.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wednesday walked out holding the steel nail in his hand, and asked Dafiga loudly: "Did you use this low-level method to control her to become your blood slave?"

Dafiga glanced at the things in his hand, and turned his gaze away with some disgust: "Only people with low status will use this method. Do you think I will thin out the army? All I want is blood! As for I don't bother to know what methods my servants use to hunt!"

Wednesday nods...

His words coincided with his own thoughts. For a pure-blooded blood nobleman, there is no need to use the soul-fixing technique to control blood food. Anyway, no one can run away from evil spirits or players below the level of terror .

But who is secretly attached to Daffiga?
Just when Wednesday was in a daze, a strong wind came from the pure white mist, pushing him directly to the side of Wednesday.

He supported Qingshan and stretched out his arm so as not to trip.

Looking back, I saw something tightly wrapped in the mist, and a woman whispered faintly in the thing: "This valley of thorns is the burial place of your Dafiga!"

Although the tone was low, there was an unquestionable affirmation.

Dafiga stopped holding the bone sword arm, and narrowed his eyes slightly at the things in the white mist: "Long time no see, my favorite!"

There was a tinge of purple light in the mass, and then it instantly shot towards the wings that were about to recover behind Duffy!

Between the lightning and the flint, on Wednesday, I saw only a white lightning strike precisely on Dafiga's wings. The bloody wings that were about to take shape were directly cut off by this lightning, and after falling to the ground, they burned a strange white color. flame.

Dafijia looked at the white flames on the ground and was completely enraged. He roared at the thing: "You are so determined to fight me to death, right? Don't forget, if I die, Zhu Chengbi The love silk curse cast on me will eat her back! You want to watch your own sister die here, don't you?!"

The air seemed to be frozen, and even the leading monster glanced uneasy at Zhu Chengbi who was covered by dead leaves, and seemed to understand Dafiga's words.

The thing in the white mist moved... as if it was about to come out of a thick cocoon.

Three or two minutes later, a tall figure with messy long hair came out from inside.

Just glanced at it on Wednesday, and was scared by its face and took several steps back.

Just by looking at the face, it is completely impossible to tell whether this thing is a man or a woman!
Its face seems to have been doused with super concentrated sulfuric acid!
The whole face is ulcerated!

The bright red blood and the pale flesh stick together, just looking at it is enough to make people spit out last year's New Year's Eve dinner!Even the exposed skin was wrinkled, like an unsightly scar from a burn.

Dafeijia glanced at it and turned his head impatiently: "Why are you acting like this now? Just looking at you makes me sick! Considering that we once had a real relationship as husband and wife, I will not personally Take action, send my daughter over quickly, and commit suicide in a dignified manner! If outsiders know that my daughter was born from a thing like you, where will the dignity of our Duffy family go?!"

The disfigured ghost grinned and replied in a low voice: "Let's settle all the accounts today..."

A purple moon-shaped scimitar suddenly appeared in its hand, and it swung it at Dafiga, but in just a few seconds, the limbs of the only heir of the Duffy family flew all over the sky.

Dafiga, with only his torso left, screamed and fell to the ground, his white suit also turned bloody...

"Are you crazy?! It's your sister who cast the blood curse on you. What are you doing with me? She's under the dead leaves over there! Go kill her!"

"That's right! Why did you kill the bridegroom if you didn't investigate the blood forbidden curse back then?!"

A figure quickly ran over from the passage on the hillside, protecting Dafiga behind him, and yelling at the disfigured ghost!

Looking at the figure on Wednesday, he sighed deeply, rubbed his temples with his fingers a few times, and walked over quickly with a smile on his face.

He pulled Zhang Feiqi away and smiled at the disfigured ghost: "You are busy, I am waiting for this kid! He has a head disease, I will treat him now. You are busy, you continue ..."

On Wednesday, Zhang Feiqi was stabbed at the back of the neck, dragged him behind a big tree, grabbed his hair, and searched carefully on his head.

Fang Qingyan squatted aside and watched the movements of his hands, she couldn't understand: "What are you doing? Even if he shouldn't appear here to cause trouble, don't hit him so hard..."

Finally, on Wednesday, three steel nails were pulled out half an inch below the Baihui acupoint on top of Zhang Feiqi's head...

(End of this chapter)