Days and nights of the Raiders of Peerless Beauty

It's too late, it's too soon.

A white silver light, comparable to a moon, hit the headless ghost's waist without sound, and it was as swift as a lightning strike, and the evil was instantly torn apart.

Qi Jiu rolled over on the ground and dodged far away.

The moon wheel seemed to have no tendency to stop, a force was rampant, and it slashed in the direction of the ground door in the blink of an eye.

The ghosts along the way let go of the human legs in their hands one after another, grinning with fear on their faces.

"boom!"

The gate of the ground was finally blown to pieces by the silver light, and all the nearby ghosts disappeared, and all the people were like frogs being rolled by a hurricane, kicking their legs and fleeing to a safe place.

The silver light swirled and was once again in the hands of the man dressed in white.

It is a paper umbrella that is white and transparent in silver.

Qi Jiu got his freedom and resolved the crisis, happily preparing to kneel down to thank the man in white.

The man in white showed no expression. Instead, he gathered up the paper umbrella, raised his hand to pick it up, and stuffed the head of the umbrella into Qi Jiucha's open mouth.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you warn you to go away, you just leaned in."

The cold voice has long been heard, it is an acquaintance who exposed the deception.

Why did he turn back again?

With something stuffed in his mouth, Qi Jiu stammered, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." There was no chance at all to discuss with him the various details of being a calf or a pony.

Before the white-clothed man could continue to criticize, the forbidden guard who was attracted away by the ghost turned back again.

It was unfavorable to fight with the ghosts just now, and at this moment they all stared red, and quickly surrounded the two most suspicious-looking ones.

Imagine that nearly a hundred people sealed off the surrounding airtightly. If Qi Jiu and the man in white joined hands, it would be extremely difficult.

Especially when someone is still a half-bad guy.

Qi Jiu peeked at the man in white, thinking that the man could help him break through again.

Unexpectedly, the man in white slowly held up the paper umbrella, walked away from the eyes of everyone, and no one shot to stop him.

Uh……

Without any explanation, more than a dozen gleaming long knives were placed around Qi Jiu's neck.

Uh……

Qi Jiu had no choice but to follow the knife obediently.

After a certain distance, the guards handed him over to another group of guards carrying knives, put on black masks with many people, and then caught up with the carriage.

First, I heard the carriage turn and turn, and then I felt the softness of the soles of my feet stepping on the muddy road.

I heard the door opening and closing again and again, and the disgusting smell mixed with the stench of rotting straw rushed to my face.In the end, he was kicked into a cold and wet environment.

Qi Jiu took off the mask by herself, narrowed her eyes slightly, and was just getting used to the darkness in the new environment.

Inside the two-foot-square cell, there are high cast iron walls on all sides. The iron door at the exit is seamlessly embedded in the door frame, leaving only a small hole above the head for light and wind.

Qi Jiu couldn't think of a way to deal with it for the time being, and it was even more difficult to understand why he was locked in the iron wall, so he just lay down on the wall and slapped him hard.

Unexpectedly, in the wet and smelly straw stacks, there were actually people laughing and laughing.

"If you don't want to die faster, I advise you not to knock."

Leng fluttered, obviously startling Qi Jiu.

"Who are you? A human, or a ghost!"

The other party laughed out loud, with a hiss at the end.

"In times of peace and prosperity, in the world of bliss, it must be a human being, and there will be no ghosts!" As he said, there was a rustling in the straw, and a rickety phantom stood out.

The light was really dim, Qi Jiu squinted his eyes and measured the other party, just saw that the other party was wearing a large gray burqa, with a triangular hat covering half of his face.

The other party was as fierce as a leopard in the hunt, grabbed Qi Jiu's neck, and cursed fiercely, "So it's you, you little bastard! I was thinking of seeking revenge on you, but you sent me to seek death!"

Qi Jiu was strangled by his throat, unable to breathe, the suffocation made him vaguely recall that the other party was the thief who cheated and stole, and he was extremely disgusted.

Both of them used the most stupid hand-to-hand/fighting method, even pulling and dragging.

Qi Jiu opened his teeth and claws, and grabbed the injured little finger of the other party. The pain caused the hunchbacked man to temporarily give up the idea of ​​strangling Qi Jiu, and pushed him with one hand, throwing him away against the iron wall, making a dull noise.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Someone outside the iron gate immediately woke up and said, "Everyone will die soon, breathe more vigorously, don't cause trouble!"

"Who said I caused trouble!" Qi Jiu rubbed the part of his neck that was strangled red, and stared at the enemy vigilantly, "And I didn't do anything bad, so why should I die!"

The rickety man said, "You took away my silver pot with a rhinoceros cup pattern, which is theft, and you caused me to be beaten by a group of people, which is a disaster."

"From this point of view, you are the worst, and you deserve to die."

Said, as if resolutely remembered the key point, and then rushed to Qi Jiu again.

Qi Jiu took advantage of the situation to protect her neck.

The other party was full of brute force, and then put his hand into Qi Jiu's clothes, pulling and pulling, "Where's the pot? Where's my pot?"

Qi Jiu grabbed his pants, "Why are you pulling my pants! How could your silver pot be stuffed in that place!!"

He kicked the rickety man's vitals, heard a scream, and the rickety man hugged his legs and plunged into the haystack, not coming back for a while.

"哗啦" suddenly sounded, the iron door opened from the outside, and two sturdy prison guards walked in one after another. Looking closely from the backlight, they all had horrible faces full of flesh.

A person said harshly, "What's the matter? Do you want to die early?"

The other person held dazzling iron scissors, three feet in length, with blood stains faintly visible on them, "First cut off your tongue, then your hands, and finally your feet, can you be quieter?"

Before Qi Jiu could react, the stooped man cried out, "My lord, my lord, I was wronged, it was this little bastard who bullied me, look, my little brother is about to be kicked to the ground."

The two wardens saw the hunchbacked man undressing and really about to take off his trousers, they winked at each other and prepared to teach him a lesson.

As he approached, the rickety man suddenly grabbed the iron scissors in the jailer's hand, raised his hand and pushed it, and just stabbed his accomplice deeply in the side.

Both of them were startled, before they could let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, the bent man's hands swam forward, each grabbing one of the heads and bumping against each other vigorously.

With just a few moves, the two strong men were easily dealt with.

Regardless of whether this action would lead to death, the stooped man quickly took off his gray robe, put on the jailer's uniform, held Qi Jiu in one hand, and pulled out the huge iron scissors in the other, and quickly walked out the door.

Qi Jiu was originally tired of the other party's behavior, but who would have thought that he would be able to help each other in times of crisis, and he looked at the rickety man with admiration in the blink of an eye.

The two walked out of the first prison door smoothly, and quickly locked the iron door from the outside. They thought they could use disguises to get out, but they didn't escape at all, and they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

It turned out that there was not only one iron room in the cell here, there were hundreds of similar narrow and dark iron rooms.

Densely arranged into a strange and extraordinary symbol.