I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

While calling out the rotting corpses, Shen Bin continued to wave his paintbrush, and drew some wolves, tigers, leopards, and arrow rain traps.

As more and more 'soldiers' were drawn with splashed ink, Shen Bin's expression became more and more painful.

At this time, the voice of the child who sang the nursery rhyme suddenly sounded in Qin Shaoyou's ear.

This time it didn't sing nursery rhymes, but cried out in pain: "It hurts so much... woo woo woo... So uncomfortable... Can someone help me."

The expressions of Xue Qingshan, Xu Ba'an and other night watchmen whose strength was above Rank 7 all changed.

Obviously, like Qin Shaoyou, they all heard the child's cry of pain and plea for help.

"Shen Bin's paintbrush is not ordinary ink, but the soul! He is frantically dipping the souls of his wife and children in order to escape for his life, and he is also squeezing his own souls! That's why he and his wife and children are both It hurts."

Qin Shaoyou came to such a judgment instantly.

He told his subordinates to speed up their charge, wanting to rush up as soon as possible and take Shen Bin down so that his wife and children would suffer less.

Not only Qin Shaoyou thought so, but the other small flags and general flags around were also calling for their subordinates to rush to attack!

But these new things drawn by Shen Bin, together with ghosts and rotting corpses, greatly hindered the progress of the night watchmen.

Some night watchmen with bows and crossbows shot arrows at Shen Bin one after another.

But Shen Bin drew several shields around him.

The flowing ink blocked the arrows shot at him.

Qin Shaoyou smashed out the sleeve hammer with his left hand, and smashed the head of a rotting corpse that had just crawled out of the ground, hugging his thigh and trying to gnaw his crotch.

The saber in his right hand swung out like lightning, beheading a ghost that rushed forward.

But at the same time, a rain of arrows drawn in ink came roaringly.

When Qin Shaoyou avoided the rain of arrows sideways, a large net that was also drawn blocked his way.

He swung his knife to cut a hole in the big net, and was about to rush over, but the hole in the net recovered by itself, blocking his way again.

At the same time, those drawn wolves, tigers and leopards, as well as soldiers who couldn't see their faces, also surrounded him one after another.

Fortunately, Zhu Xiucai and Monk Ma arrived in time to guard him, and together with him, they repelled these strange enemies who could not be killed or smashed.

"My lord, Shen Bin's paintbrush is really weird."

Zhu Xiucai said out of breath.

Needless to say, Qin Shaoyou can also see it.

Shen Bin's own strength is not strong, at most he is at the level of a bloody warrior.

He was able to cause so much trouble to the night watchmen, all by relying on the paintbrush in his hand!

That brush is the body!

At the same time, Shen Bin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the night watchman who rushed towards him was entangled.

But he also knew that now was not the time to be happy.

With his weak soul power, he couldn't last long at all.

Even if it can squeeze the souls of wives and children, it can't last long.

And he also knew that only relying on ghosts, rotting corpses, and drawn traps, wolves, tigers, and leopards would at best hold back the night watchman.

It is impossible to kill all these night watchmen!

Still have to find a way to escape!

But there were night watchmen all around, even if he was dragged back, it was still difficult for him to break out of the encirclement around them.

How should I escape?

While splashing ink, Shen Bin drew a rain of arrows shooting at the night watchman, while using his brain to think of ways to escape.

At this moment, the appearance of the carrion attracted many crows.

It was only because of the fierce battle on the ground that they did not dare to approach, otherwise they would have flown down to peck at the carrion.

When Shen Bin saw the crow in the sky, he suddenly had an idea.

He continued to splash ink, but instead of drawing wolves, tigers, leopards and traps, he quickly drew a big bird.

When the big bird took shape, Shen Bin flicked his pen.

A bit of ink flew out, turned into a sharp arrow, and hit a crow flying in the sky.

The crow died on the spot, and its soul was drawn out by the paintbrush and poured into the body of the newly painted big bird.

The drawn big bird immediately 'live', flapping its wings and wanting to fly.

Shen Bin quickly climbed onto its back, intending to ride it and fly out of the encirclement of the night watchmen.

The night watchmen on the periphery fired arrows again, but unfortunately they still couldn't break through the shield drawn by Shen Bin.

Seeing this scene, Qin Shaoyou couldn't help cursing "Fuck", and was about to activate [Binding Ghosts] to drag Shen Bin off the bird's back.

However, before his [Ghost Binding] was activated, Xue Qingshan saw the opportunity and did it.

Accompanied by a sharp shout, Xue Qingshan's long spear flew out like a blue dragon, with surging blood energy, piercing through carrion corpses and ghosts all the way, smashing the painting net and painting shield. The momentum stabbed Shen Bin's hand holding the paintbrush.

Chang Leng cut off Shen Bin's hand in an instant, flew out with the broken arm and the paintbrush, and nailed it to the courtyard wall of a family in the distance.

Shen Bin's hand was cut off, but there was still no bleeding, nor did he feel any pain.

However, after losing his paintbrush, he could no longer ride on the big bird he drew, and fell directly from it.

And the big bird wanted to melt away amid bursts of screams.

The same situation occurs, as well as those painted wolves, tigers and leopards, soldiers and poisonous snakes, and organ traps.

Their appearance at the moment is like ink meeting water.

Only those ghosts and rotting corpses enslaved by the paintbrush were not affected much.

"Sure enough, the brush is the body!"

Qin Shaoyou muttered, and slashed at the painting net that blocked his progress.

After the net was split this time, it did not close again.

Qin Shaoyou, Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others were able to pass through the hole and head straight for Shen Bin.

Shen Bin, who landed on the ground, got up with a strange scream, and ran towards the paintbrush nailed to the wall of the courtyard far away, wanting to get the paintbrush back.

The paintbrush that was nailed to the courtyard wall also sprayed out a piece of ink at this time, turning into black tentacles, and quickly stretched towards Shen Bin, as if they wanted to use this method to restore the connection with Shen Bin.

Seeing this scene, Qin Shaoyou couldn't help but wonder: between Shen Bin and the brush, who is controlling whom?

But right now, it's not the time to think about these issues.

It is necessary to prevent the paintbrush from falling into Shen Bin's hands again.

Xue Qingshan also thought so.

With a long howl, he rushed towards Shen Bin like a wild goose.

Almost at the same time, Qin Shaoyou activated [Binding Ghosts].

He intended to tie up the tentacles released by the paintbrush so that they could not come into contact with Shen Bin.

But the shackles formed by blood energy directly locked the paintbrush.

This made Qin Shaoyou a little astonished: Can supernatural items also be locked by [Binding Ghosts]?

He didn't have time to think about it.

Since the shackles of blood and energy bound the paintbrush, he simply dragged the paintbrush to his body.

The paintbrush released black tentacles, trying to entangle him.

Qin Shaoyou didn't give the brush this chance, and the long knife slashed out with the momentum of thunder.

With a single 'shua', the brush was cut into two pieces.