After the full level, I crossed again

Changqing shook her head, deciding not to scare herself anymore.

"I'll take a look after I go down the mountain, Miss Butterfly, you go up first."

The two jumped out of the trap one after another, and when they raised their eyes, they were startled by the scene in front of them.

Changqing didn't even care about Crow Lord's bold jumping on his head and acting wildly, he just felt goosebumps on his body: "This place...is it crispy, are there really so many bones exploded all over the body? ?”

Who will save my secret terror!

Butterfly Chana Hui, a child of the doctor's family, gave Changqing an affirmative answer, and then she sighed: "Even if you become a ghost, you can still use human data to measure these ghosts."

"Let's see if we can find the dry... wreckage." After a pause, Changqing added with a complicated expression, "Actually, I think that Ku may not be dedicated enough to solve the problem between our two companies. If Zhudu is not an ordinary player, he sacrifices himself or something, I think his trick should still be able to recover himself, but unfortunately he didn't expect us to chop off his head at the last moment when he was about to zoom in."

Thinking about it this way, I really have to thank Ku's arrogance and the delay in his moves. Fortunately, there was no delay in the Japanese sword slashing ghost.

The two of them were trying to find evidence of whether Ku was dead or not, when the Crow Lord on Changqing's head spoke again: "I saw it! I saw it! Kill the third of the lower strings—! Changqing and Kanae, join hands to kill The third of the last string!"

Lord Crow's voice hovered above his head, and Chang Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You are still useful."

He turned his head and stared at Butterfly Chanae for a while, and finally, the two laughed together.

They succeeded.

Finally, they didn't live up to their own lives, nor did they live up to the lives of those only they remembered.

After relaxing, a sense of loss of strength came immediately, Changqing suggested: "Let's go down the mountain quickly, find a place anywhere, I can even swallow a cow now."

Butterfly Kanae: "Huh? Shouldn't it be said that you can sleep for three days and three nights?"

"Probably because my method of replenishing physical strength is different." Changqing smiled, and went to pull out the reverse blade knife thrown just to save Butterfly Chanae.

The strange sound of "Gululu" came suddenly, Changqing stopped, and stared strangely at the pot that rolled not far behind Butterfly Chana Hui: "Butterfly, the one behind you..."

"Huh?" Butterfly Kanae looked back, "Where did you get the pot?"

The workmanship of the pot is gorgeous and exquisite, with clouds and cranes painted on it, it looks like a rare masterpiece at first glance, but it is really puzzling to appear in such a barren mountain without a speck of dust.

The explosion just now, can such a thing still remain?

Changqing frowned slightly, he retracted the backblade knife into its sheath, retracted his hands under the wide feather weave, and walked over there: "I'll go and see what's inside."

Not right.

Changqing raised his head and glanced at Mr. Crow. As if he had received some signal, Mr. Crow flapped his wings and flew away.

"Butterfly..." Changqing lowered his head, took a deep breath, and suddenly said, "Get out of there!"

While shouting, Changqing waved his hand without hesitation, and under the cover of the wide sleeves, three gray-black shadows shot out.

Those were the shurikens that Changqing carried just in case. The shurikens appeared at a weird angle, and they were divided into three different trajectories in mid-air and shot at the pot from tricky angles.

Changqing jumped up, pulled up Butterfly Chana Hui, and led her to run without hesitation.

Changqing guessed that the pot was related to other ghosts, and seeing that they killed Xia Xiansan and hadn't run away, they might be stronger than Xia Xiansan!Both he and Butterfly Chanae are exhausted now, turning around and running is the most appropriate choice.

"Mr. Changqing? Wait, what is that..." Butterfly Chana Hui was stunned by the sudden situation, took the time to look back while running, and her pupils shrank sharply.

A ghost drilled out of that gorgeous pot, and then another pot appeared out of nowhere next to him. Many strange goldfish-like creatures emerged from the new pot. Many needles spit out from the mouths of these goldfishes, turning Evergreen The three shurikens fired were knocked down.

The ghost in the pot looked very angry and shouted at the backs of the two: "How dare you attack my pot as soon as it comes up, I must make the two of you into my work of art!"

There is a third eye on the ghost's forehead, the eyeball is written "winding string", and the tongue that comes out as he shouts is the number "five".

Butterfly Chanae took a breath of cold air: "Changing five!"

Changqing gritted his teeth: "It's troublesome."

It turned out to be a winding ghost.

Thinking about what Ku said just now that he had to do something to come back here, it turned out that he was here to meet the fifth.

Ku has never brought out the most serious strength to fight them, so casually, it turned out that it was because the first string five was also here, and Ku felt that he didn't need to worry about anything at all, so he killed himself.

It's not surprising that ghosts are not loyal to their companions.

The ghost killing team has almost no information about the current Shangxian in the team until now. The last time they killed Shangxian was hundreds of years ago, and the ghost killing team suffered heavy losses that time.

Although it is not impossible for Zhu to differ in strength from Zhu to Zhu, and the strength of the ghost killing team today may be completely different from that of more than a hundred years ago, but no matter how you think about it, it is outrageous to not even have a witness.

Then there is only one possibility left - all the people who have seen the winding ghost in a hundred years are all dead, including their letter crows.

Changqing and Butterfly Kanae also had luck in beheading Xiaxian [-]. The strength of Shangxian ghost is likely to be very different from Xiaxian's. At this time, don't even think about whether you can beat it. Run as soon as you have to, and pass on the information. It is the right choice to give more confident pillars to deal with them!

Changqing's mind turned rapidly, and Butterfly Kanae also quickly realized the current situation, and the two of them ran out with all their breath and speed without saying a word.

At this time, the chances of escaping separately seem to be greater, but this is the upper string ghost. If the strength is as Changqing guessed, it is really dead if they run separately and are defeated one by one.

Yuhu looked at the backs of the two people who were gradually disappearing, smiled mockingly, and said to himself: "Only by keeping the material of hope until the last moment can we make the supreme work of art."

Shangxian Zhiwu Yuhu is a ghost who is good at making utensils. His works are invaluable to those who don't know in the human world. important source of income.

Yuhu has a special obsession with using human beings as materials and cruelly making them into "works of art".

On the way Changqing and Butterfly Chanahui were running away, a jug suddenly appeared without warning!

"Don't stop!" The white-haired boy's vigorous figure jumped up, he flipped and flipped in mid-air, and waved a few shurikens as fast as lightning.

The jade pot can shuttle back and forth between the pots he made, and he was prepared this time. He raised his hand and summoned a strange goldfish, and the goldfish spat out Senbon again to knock out those shurikens.

Changqing's last shot of the shuriken seemed to be skewed, and it directly passed over the top of Yuhu's head. Yuhu ignored it. The pot was flushed out together.

Yuhu: "?!"

The pot that the jade pot now resides in is very round, how round is it?Yuanyuan rolled down the mountain with him.

Changqing and Butterfly Chana Hui looked at each other tacitly, then turned and ran away in the other direction.

"It's amazing, how did you do it?" In order to prevent disturbing the rhythm of breathing, the two of them kept silent for a while. Butterfly Chanahui finally couldn't help asking when she saw Changqing's elusive hidden weapon just now.

Changqing's last shuriken seemed to be shot sideways, but in fact it just hit the first shuriken that was bounced off by the jade pot, and the first shuriken collided with the second one. An unbelievable angle made a detour behind the jade pot, and inserted into the back of his head from a blind spot.

"The shuriken technique of the Uchiha clan," Changqing couldn't explain it in detail for a while, and simply said in a long and short way, "My apprentice and teammates have demonstrated it in front of me, so I...be careful!"

A weird goldfish with four legs fell from the sky and smashed hard between the two of them.

Changqing and Butterfly Chanahui managed to avoid it, and found that the fifth of the upper string emerging from the pot on the head of the goldfish was looking at them angrily, and jumped up and said: "Damn...Damn! Do you know what you did? My jug is cracked! How can a work of art be flawed?! It’s decided, I’ll fill that crack with your flesh and blood!”

Being blocked from the way ahead, many big and small strange goldfish came up from all around. Changqing and Butterfly Kanae, who were surrounded by blood ghosts, looked at each other and pulled out the sun wheel knife at the same time.

This battle was unavoidable, fortunately Lord Crow had already flown out for help just now.

Changqing looked at Yuhu indifferently: "Does your artwork agree with you to do such a disgusting thing? Dehydrated loach!"

Changqing's nickname was just right, and Yuhu was really ugly.

Yuhu seemed about to explode with anger: "I see how stubborn you are!"

Jinyu opened his mouth, and spit out a rain of thousand-like things, attacking the two of them.

Butterfly Chana Hui: "Changqing, you left me right!"

Changqing: "Good!"

Breath of Flower · Three Shapes · Mikage Mei!

Water Breathing, Three Shapes, Flowing and Dancing!

The high-speed rotation of the flower shadow and the water pattern bounced most of the thousand copies away, and some of the missed ones would not be able to attack the two nimble and flashing people for a while.

However, Changqing and Butterfly Chanahui have just experienced a big battle, and their physical strength is insufficient. The Qianben of this blood ghost technique is always shot without money, and the strength of the breathing swordsmanship of the two is gradually weakened.

But you have to persevere, or it's all over!Think about what you have lived for till now, a thousand hands are evergreen!

There are girls behind you who haven't given up yet!

As soon as Chang Qing gritted his teeth, the dragon shadow of the water pattern became clearer.

He didn't notice that as he desperately exhausted his physical strength, his body temperature rose higher and higher, and the strange mottled mark on the left side of his neck gradually deepened.