A long street smeared with blood and flesh.
The pale demon surrounded the two of them.
Li Changan and Yu Mei stood leaning against each other, looking at the demons.
But the first impression is not that they are so numerous and ferocious, but that...
miserable.
The Taoist glanced away.
No one with an intact body could be found. Every demonic insect was covered with traces of being bitten and torn. There were many with mutilated limbs, exposed bones, and disemboweled bodies.
Right.
Thinking of the creepy "giant ball", one can imagine the price these monster insects paid to get rid of the monster tide.
That's why we now adopt this posture of being surrounded but not attacking.
But think about it instead.
And what makes them willing to drag a maimed and dying body to stand in front of him?
Li Changan's thoughts were spinning and he quickly found the key.
"Huan Die is not here."
Yu Mei understood in his heart.
"Things are fishy, let them go?"
"Yes, break out as soon as possible."
Yu Mei drew a sword with her right hand and a bell knife with her left hand; Li Changan took out a "divine walking talisman" and stuck it on his body.
The demonic insects responded accordingly, and the encirclement became even tighter.
It is foreseeable that there will be a bloody storm in the next moment.
However.
At this moment of tension.
"Huh?"
The Taoist priest was surprised to find out.
In front of the long street, behind surrounded by demonic insects.
Like a zombie.
A familiar figure staggered over.
…………
The visitor has two long and short swords on the left and right sides of his waist. There is a short sword hanging on the back of the waist, and there is a long sword on his back.
There is only one person in Xiaoshui who does this - the knight Zhang Yi.
He had obviously experienced a brutal fight. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, and he was covered in blood. Strangely, there was an object wrapped in silk and satin in his arms and hung around his neck, which seemed cumbersome. With sharp eyes, Li Changan recognized the head of a person, vaguely a woman.
He seemed to be aware of Li Changan's scrutiny.
He turned his face, his expression numb, and his eyes wandered for a while, finally focusing on the Taoist priest's face.
As if he had been thinking for a long time, he took a deep breath.
"It is you."
His eyes were a little more lively.
He slowly shook his head and glanced left and right at the group of demon puppets surrounding the two of them.
"50 taels? It's worth the price."
His voice was hoarse and difficult to hear clearly, and the content of his words was even more incomprehensible. Both parties in the teaching field were confused, except Li Changan.
The words fell to the ground.
Suddenly.
Zhang Yi jumped up, crossed several feet in the blink of an eye, and broke into the demon group.
From stillness to movement, as fast as thunder.
The left hand slashed in succession, as if it was holding an invisible blade. Amidst the sound of "hissing" and cracking the air, the demons blocking the way in front were caught off guard and chopped into pieces.
Almost at the same time.
"Walk!"
Li Changan also raised his sword violently.
Yu Mei followed without hesitation.
The monster insects, which were already scarred, encountered this sudden attack and were not able to cope with it. They were immediately punched through.
then.
The Taoist priest broke through the encirclement and left, while the ranger stopped in front of the group of monsters.
There were no unnecessary actions or unnecessary conversations between the two parties.
Only in the moment when the wrong body passes by.
Zhang Yi's lips opened and closed slightly, but unfortunately his voice was mixed with the fishy wind and could not be heard clearly.
Li Changan paused slightly.
Then he fell silent and flew away.
…………
The rabbit rises and the falcon falls.
The situation changed in an instant.
The monsters and insects were not as usual as usual, and they were in chaos due to the unexpected incident.
So Zhang Yiyou had some free time and pulled off his tattered coat, revealing his left arm that was originally hidden in his sleeve... No! It can no longer be called an arm.
He was twisted out of shape from the elbows down.
The palm turned into a long hook with a sharp tip, and the forearm expanded and deformed into a knife shape, with concave and convex serrations on the edge. The whole body was dark and shiny, like a mantis forelimb made of black iron.
At this time.
The mantis sword arm waved again.
The sound of cracking the sky sounded again, and the invisible blade was thrown out, plowing shallow marks on the stone bricks of the long street, making an arc, and drawing a large circle, trapping all the monster insects and himself.
The monsters finally woke up from the chaos.
There are hundreds of words in the book, but in reality it only takes a few breaths.
The Taoist priest and Yu Mei’s backs are still in sight,
Naturally, the bug cubs would not just sit back and watch the two of them leave.
They swarmed forward, trying to avoid Zhang Yi, but they did not expect that the shallow scratch was like a chasm, or an invisible wall built in the void, lying in front of them, unable to cross even half a step.
They finally realized: if they want to catch up with the Taoist priest and Yu Mei, they must first kill the ranger who is blocking the way!
On the other hand, look at Zhang Yi.
He had drawn his sword out of its sheath and was cutting it in front of him.
The light of the sword is like snow, reflecting the eyebrows.
His voice was calm, word for word:
"This sword is two feet and seven inches long and weighs one pound and eighty taels. It is made into steel and quenched to make a sharp edge. In the autumn of the fourth year of Tianbao, I killed Langya Liu with one sword on the bank of the river, and then obtained it."
The words trailed off.
Suddenly he stepped forward, the blade was as powerful as thunder.
But when white insect blood splattered, a demon appeared in the empty space, staggered back, swayed, and fell to the ground.
And this sword seemed to give an order, and the demons came like a wave.
Zhang Yi was like a rock, firmly stuck in place.
The fangs and claws cannot make him take a step back, and the magic and sorcery cannot make him move at all.
He just remained silent, swung the knife, and swung the knife again, killing one demon after another under the sharp blade.
But the monster is a monster after all.
When the ranger once again swung his sword straight at the side of the demon's neck, the demon's neck suddenly opened with a huge mouth.
A sonorous sound.
Bit the blade tightly.
Directly in front, another demon opened its claws and took the opportunity to pounce.
Zhang Yi's expression didn't change and he put down the hilt of the knife.
He turned around to get out of the way of the demon coming towards him, and in the process, he grasped the long knife behind his back tightly with both hands.
He twisted his body and swung the knife smoothly.
brush!
Shake off the knife and the light is like snow flakes flying.
The head was thrown high into the air.
"This knife is three feet and eight inches long and weighs two kilograms and seven taels..."
Zhang Yi didn't even look at the headless corpse that fell behind him. He took a bow and raised his knife as a spear, facing the demons, and his voice was neither fast nor slow:
"I came out of Chang'an Ordnance Prison. In the second year of Tianbao, I was staying in a mountain village at night and was plundered by a rebel army. I killed them all to get this blade."
…
Limbs flying, hand-to-hand fighting.
The demon risked his life, but the knight refused to retreat even a step.
The former demon consecrates the head and the latter demon arrives again. The long blade is broken and replaced with a short sword.
Fighting.
Zhang Yi didn't count how many monsters he killed, how many injuries he received, how many knives he changed, and how many words he recited.
At this moment, many pictures appeared in his mind, either familiar or unfamiliar. The familiar ones were the startling glimpse of Li'er downstairs, which has haunted him ever since; the unfamiliar ones were in the mountains, forests and wilderness, and countless monsters. , evil spirits, warriors, monks and Taoists fight, win the battle, and eat the corpse of the loser.
The two memories are intertwined, making it difficult for people to tell who they are.
His cold expression gradually became blurry, as if he was trapped in a nightmare or just waking up from a big dream.
No reason.
He thought about yesterday and today.
Full of joy, he gave the hairpin to the beauty, and she accepted it with a smile. The beautiful scenery was just like the story in the book. However, this morning when the beautiful woman went out in her best clothes, the hairpin she wore on her temples was not the hairpin she had given her.
This is also a matter of course.
The third wife has a great fortune, and her closet is filled with rare treasures. Even the best hairpin in Xiaoshui City is shabby in her dowry.
But why do I stubbornly think that the third lady will definitely wear that hairpin?
So depressed and lost that I missed today's Dionysus Festival.
When he noticed something strange, he desperately broke into the monster jungle and found Sanniangzi...
Zhang Yi swung the blade, and before the blade broke, he cut off the head of the monster in front of him, cleanly and neatly, just like he had cut off the head of Sanniang with his own hands before.
Then he looked around.
Corpses lay everywhere.
He is no longer invincible.
He dropped the knife in his hand in a daze, but noticed that his trouser legs were tight.
Look down.
Ah.
It turned out that there was only one thing that slipped through the net.
The human body had a bird's beak and no limbs. It was cut off at the waist, dragging its white intestines. It used the bird's beak to pull Zhang Yi's trousers in vain.
Zhang Yi was about to pick up the broken knife and kill it, but his left hand, which had turned into a sickle blade, swung it down on its own, opened the monster's chest, drew out its heart, and brought it to his mouth.
Ranger opened his mouth naturally.
But the moment you bite it.
My mind suddenly became clear.
He hurriedly put away his heart, an indescribable expression appeared on his face, and stared at his left hand again. Unknowingly, the demonization had spread from his elbow to his shoulder, and now his entire left arm had turned into a mantis-like knife. arm.
Check a little more.
It turned out that except for the right hand holding the knife, all the limbs were like insect bodies.
"it's time."
he said to himself.
Then sit down.
Sitting among the flesh and corpses.
First, he raised his sword arm and cut off his legs, then pinched his left shoulder with his right hand, tore off the sword arm forcefully, and threw it to the ground.
Cold sweat broke out and blue veins popped out.
I shivered for a while.
Then he groped into his arms with his remaining right hand and took out a palm-long short knife, which was crudely made and looked like a toy of a country child.
However, when he pulled off the scabbard with his teeth, what was revealed was a genuine sharp blade.
"This knife is seven inches long, with a mulberry handle and a pig iron blade. It was made when I was a child..."
He turned the tip of the knife upside down and pointed it at his heart, thinking hard, but he couldn't remember who gave it to him.
look up.
I looked at the dim and dirty city.
for a long time.
"Forget it, I can't remember."
Entered without a handle.
