I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"Bang!"

When David got close, the zombie jumped and threw him to the ground, opening his mouth and biting his neck.

David grabbed the zombie's long braid, controlled the other person's head, put his mouth next to his ear and cursed: "You idiot, you want to smash me to death?!"

"Roar."

The zombie roared angrily, lowered his head fiercely, grabbed David's hand with the whip, rushed down, and bit David's neck with his open mouth.

"ah!!!"

David's eyes widened for a moment, and the severe pain caused him to beat the zombie's back crazily. However, as the blood continued to drain, the strength of the blow became weaker and weaker, and finally he hung down weakly.

"Hoo."

After the zombie finished sucking the blood, he looked up at the ferocious girl whose legs were weak with fear, and let out a shrill beastly roar from his blood-stained mouth.

A force emerged from nowhere in Annie's body, driving her legs and running towards the door as hard as she could.

"Duang."

Just as she was running and looking back at the whereabouts of the zombies, Daxi seemed to have hit a wall of air, and her petite body was bounced away.

"Are you so sexy?" In front of the wooden door, Qin Yao's body was like a wall, his face full of astonishment.

"Help!"

Anni got up from the ground in a panic, and tentatively shouted to Qin Yao.

If the person who came was a bad person, I might not be able to survive today.

"You, get out of the way." Qin Yao glanced at her fierceness, raised his hand and drew out the God-Beheading Sword, and walked quickly towards the zombie.

"Ho, ho."

The zombie kept baring its teeth at Qin Yao, but its body kept retreating from the heart, like a hyena on the grassland encountering an evil tiger.

"Whoosh."

As he walked, Qin Yao's body suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning, and the moment he crossed paths with the zombie, he cut off the opponent's head with one knife. The whole process was as smooth and silky as flowing clouds and water.

"It's solved, let's find someone to collect the body... Also, don't forget to have David's head cut off, otherwise he will probably become a zombie at midnight. No, he should become a descendant of a vampire. ." Qin Yao returned the knife to its sheath, said something to Annie, turned around and walked out the door.

"Brother, hero, hero..." In just three seconds, Annie changed her three names one after another, rushed to Qin Yao with her skirt in hand, and said with a panic look on her face: "Take me away."

Qin Yao: "???"

What the hell?

Just to kill some monsters and get a romantic encounter?

"I mean, it might not be safe here," Anne said.

Qin Yao really likes her figure. There is no need to say this, but the appearance and temperament of the other party are really not up to the level that can make him interested, so he said calmly: "Don't worry, there are two zombies running out. One of them came to your house, and the other might have gone to the mayor's house, so you won't be in any danger anymore."

Annie breathed a sigh of relief: "My hero, are you going to the mayor's house now?"

"I don't need to go to the mayor's house. Someone will collect the zombie... Don't follow me. Just collect the corpse and wash the floor." Qin Yao shook his head, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

"Junior Brother Dragon Slayer!"

The mayor's house.

In the courtyard.

Uncle Jiu, who had been following him from the church, looked at the Taoist figure in front of him and suddenly opened his mouth and called out.

Since this afternoon, he and Qin Yao had been watching the church closely from the attic, so they clearly saw Tulong leading a zombie out and parting ways outside the church.

Qin Yao took the initiative to follow the zombie, while he followed the dragon slayer leisurely, preparing to see what the other party was going to do.

"Senior Brother Lin, why are you here?" Tu Long did not dare to turn around, fearing that Uncle Jiu would see his protruding teeth.

"Tu Long, follow me back to Maoshan." Uncle Jiu said seriously.

"Why?"

"The leader may be able to save you..."

The dragon slayer's body trembled slightly.

Now that he had been seen through, he simply stopped hiding it and turned around openly: "He can't save me."

"Uncle Jiu?" At this time, Ye Yang, who was wearing a coat, pushed the door open and walked out. He could see clearly the appearance of the figure opposite him through the moonlight and said in a voiceless voice.

"Go back and don't let anyone come over." Uncle Jiu frowned.

Ye Yang: "???"

While he was at a loss, several servants who heard the noise came over one after another and surrounded Ye Yang.

"I'll say it again, go back quickly and don't let anyone appear in the yard. It's very dangerous here." Uncle Jiu sighed slightly and shouted in a low voice.

That is to say, in Jiuquan Town, if it were in Renjia Town, this situation would not happen at all.

"What's the danger?" Ye Yang asked in shock.

At this moment, he could see clearly that the person standing opposite Uncle Jiu should be Taoist Dragon Slayer.

Properly one of our own.

Uncle Jiu was speechless.

After all this talk, why is he so stubborn?

"The danger is..." Tu Long suddenly turned around, kicked his feet on the ground, and rushed towards Ye Yang like an arrow from the string. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed his throat and controlled him in his hands.

"Taoist, what are you doing?" Ye Yang screamed.

"Slay the dragon, don't make a mistake!" Uncle Jiu said sternly.

Tulong turned his hand and held Ye Yang hostage in his arms, roaring with a ferocious face: "Self-mistake? Senior brother, I am not making a mistake, I am taking revenge!

The place that this old beast and his little beast son arranged for me hides a terrifying vampire.

In terms of my skills, I was knocked to the ground without even passing three moves by the opponent, and then I was dragged up like a dead dog and bit my neck.

Decades of hard training are ruined, and there is no hope of practicing in the future. Do you think I should kill him? "

Uncle Jiu: "..."

Just from this shrill voice, he could hear the deepest despair.

Anyone else would have hated Ye Yang to the core after experiencing this encounter.

"Tu Long, listen to me. You are a member of Maoshan. As long as you don't violate the precepts of Maoshan, Maoshan will not give up on you. Even if the master can't remove this corpse poison, the seniors in Neimao can't. Do you? Listen to me, let go of Mayor Ye and follow me back to Maoshan." After a moment of silence, Uncle Jiu said softly.

"It's useless. What you said is useless. It's a vampire, not an ordinary zombie. In addition to the physical mutation, it also has mental control. Unless my soul is gone, or he is broken into pieces, otherwise There is no way I can escape control! Senior Brother Lin, I don’t want to be your enemy, please let me go, please let me go, okay?”

Uncle Jiu: "..."

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise."

"Let go of Mayor Ye first." Worried that it would irritate him, Uncle Jiu's voice became softer.

"He deserves to die!" Tu Long hugged Ye Yang's head and twisted it hard, then turned around and turned into an afterimage, climbing out of the wall in the blink of an eye.

Just from the intensity of the twist, Uncle Jiu knew that Ye Yang could not be saved, so he did not stay to check the other party's condition, and chased Tu Long into the night.

"The Lord says: My Spirit will not dwell in them forever, since they walk according to their lusts. However, they will have a life span of one hundred and twenty years..."

Jiuquan Cathedral.

In the prayer room.

Three hundred people who were attracted by the supplies sat in rows of seats and recited the Bible along with Father Wu on the podium.

Basically, Father Wu recited a sentence, and they learned to say it again. The voices of three hundred people merged into one, and the voice became loud and majestic, stirring in every corner of the prayer room.

In front of the church.

Qin Yao, who was carrying a long sword on his back, raised his head slightly and looked at the white holy light surging in the darkness, the golden light in his eyes extinguished.

"Uh-huh."

Suddenly, an afterimage flew into the church, and then Uncle Jiu, holding a wooden sword, landed next to Qin Yao.

"Master."

"Um?"

"You showed mercy."

Uncle Jiu paused slightly and avoided the topic: "What happened to the zombie you were chasing?"

"Going peacefully."

Uncle Jiu: "..."

"Very good." After a long time, he said softly.

Qin Yao didn't ask what he meant by "very good", nor did he ask why he showed mercy to Tu Long: "The man named Wu has given us a big problem!"

Uncle Jiu looked up at the church: "I'm going to bring the people out."

"Those foreign devils will not let you get what you want." Qin Yao said: "These people are their last bargaining chip against the devil, and can even be said to be a life-saving straw. If you want to go in and pull out this life-saving straw, they will definitely fight with you. You fight hard."

Uncle Jiu frowned: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"I don't."

"No, you do, but you don't want to do it." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Yes, I have. The best way is to strike first and beat the vampire and his descendants to their lowest level, so that they will not dare to approach the prayer hall where the holy light is burning. .

Even seeing that we have the upper hand, the monks may beat the vampires hard, combining Chinese and Western methods to have the best chance of winning. "

"Qin Yao, compared with these lives, which one is more important than personal grudges?" Uncle Jiu asked.

Qin Yao said quietly: "Master, I have never changed."

Uncle Jiu: "..."

There was nothing he could do when he met a disciple with such a right idea!

"Don't forget what you promised me." Qin Yao said suddenly.

"What did I promise you?" Uncle Jiu looked stunned.

"I won't take the initiative to help them."

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to help them..."

"There is no such thing as a free lunch!" Qin Yao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "Those people who went in all received the benefits of the church. They received the benefits and worked hard for the church, so why do we need to pity them?"

"They must not know the risks involved." Uncle Jiu said.

"So we have to pay for their stupidity?" Qin Yao asked.

Uncle Jiu: "..."

Qin Yao said solemnly: "Master, I know you are kind-hearted, but can you listen to what they are reciting now?

They regard Western God as their main subject, the Bible as their contract, and their priests as their witnesses, and they are willing to dedicate everything they have to the Lord.

Yes, they were lured, and they didn't know the seriousness of it.

But no matter what, the nature of their current behavior remains unchanged. "

Uncle Jiu looked helpless: "I've never been able to talk to you."

Qin Yao smiled silently: "Then you can watch the show with me, and then go out to clean up the mess when they are dead."

"Huh...huh..."

While the master and apprentice were talking, a dark wind suddenly blew up in the church, blowing sand and rocks, pouring countless fly ash into the prayer hall, and quickly extinguished countless candles on the wall, attracting everyone's attention.

"Don't stop, keep reading." On the podium, a church monk shouted loudly: "If you survive tonight, everyone will get an extra ocean!"

Wealth and silk moved people's hearts. The three hundred people who heard this sentence were refreshed, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and their voices became much louder when they read.

A piece of ocean is nothing to the rich, but to poor people like them, it is still very attractive.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Following the candle, the oil lamps hanging on the wall exploded one after another. In a blink of an eye, only the oil lamp above Father Wu's head still shined brightly, illuminating the Bible on the podium in front of him. "

Father Wu recited expressionlessly, but the people following him gradually realized something was wrong. Their excitement due to the ocean gradually subsided, and their voices also became quieter.

"Stop reading it, stop reading it at all." A figure in monk's uniform suddenly appeared in front of the door and shouted to three hundred people: "At three quarters to noon and midnight, the devil will attack the church. The reason why those four people on the podium lured you here is to use your lives as fuel to ignite the glory of God and save their lives."

"Jon? What are you talking about?" A monk shouted sharply on the podium.

"Jesse, he is no longer Jon." A monk next to him said softly.

Jesse: "..."

"I don't want to read it anymore, and I don't want the ocean anymore. It's too weird. This thing is too weird." While he was silent, a member of the public suddenly stood up and said loudly.

"Add three oceans per person, are you sure you don't want it?" Father Wu looked at the other party with eyes like swords.

Under this sharp gaze, there was a stinging feeling on the man's face.

"Even if it's ten yuan, I'm afraid I'll make money but not spend it!" Taoist Dragon Slayer flashed to the door and sneered again and again.

The man standing in the darkness became more and more frightened as he thought about it. He walked out from the crowd and walked out without looking back.

The first one will lead to the second. Under his leadership, nearly a hundred people left the venue in the blink of an eye, and no matter how hard Father Wu tried to persuade them to stay, they refused to look back.

When fewer and fewer people stayed, panic inevitably occurred, and the remaining people began to flee in large numbers. In the end, only two people were left sitting in their original positions.

"Why don't you leave?" Tulong asked.

"We are not afraid of ghosts, we are only afraid of poverty." one person responded.

Tu Long sneered: "Since you want money rather than life, then I will help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the two men with seven vampires in monk uniforms.

"God is as powerful as prison!" Father Wu held a silver cross in his hand, pointed at Tulong with his arms, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Uh-huh."

A beam of holy white light flew out from the tip of the cross, penetrating the void like a bullet, and struck the Dragon Slayer hard. The violent force exploded in his chest, blasting him out of the door, leaving a big hole in his chest.

"I hurt so much..." Tulong gritted his teeth and lay outside the prayer room. The wounds on his chest continued to heal under the black energy.

"God is as powerful as hell!"

"God is as powerful as hell!"

…

Father Wu gritted his teeth and kept pointing the cross at the seven demonized monks. The blazing white light was like artillery fire, blasting them out of the prayer room one after another.

Among these seven people, the one who has been with him the shortest has been with him for almost ten years. Their relationship with each other is as close as that of father and son. Unexpectedly, today, father and son will kill each other.

It was impossible not to have waves in his heart, but even though there were huge storms and waves in his heart, he did not hold back any of the holy light he fired.

"father..."

Unlike the powerful slaying dragons, these demonized monks had no resistance to the holy light, and the big holes in their chests bombarded by the holy light could not be healed.

In the flash of light, a monk seemed to have regained his emotions and memories. He raised his upper body slightly and stretched out his palm towards Father Wu.

"Crack."

A big foot suddenly appeared and stepped on his face, crushing his head into the hard stone slab. Several pieces of his facial bones were broken, making a creepy sound.

"Devil!" Father Wu shouted sternly: "I will not be afraid of you."

"I don't want to make you afraid. I just want to turn you and those around you into my descendants." The Western priest stepped into the church step by step with an elegant posture.

Father Wu silently held the cross in his hand and said firmly, "This is a church. With the blessing of the Lord, you will not succeed!"

"The Lord's blessing?"

The Western priest paused and raised his hand to point to the cross above the podium: "If He could protect the believers in every church, I would not have been pierced by a cross in the chest twenty years ago.

A priest was killed by a cross in a church, which is the highest blasphemy against God.

But does God respond?

He didn't!

He may really exist somewhere, but he is far from omnipotent as we imagine. "

"Your memory has not been sealed?" Father Wu said in astonishment: "Having been a priest for half your life, how can you think so?"

"of course not."

The Western priest said indifferently: "You mean the priest's experience? Hahahaha, since God did not save me when evil struck, then when I incarnate as evil, I come to retaliate against His believers. Is this wrong?"

Father Wu: "..."

"I've said what needs to be said, you can get on your way." The Western priest took off on the ground, his body turned into a white light, and rushed towards the podium.

"The divine power is as powerful as prison." Father Wu held the cross in his hand and pointed at the Western priest.

The Western priest originally did not think that the other party's holy light could hit him, but when his body was pointed at the cross, the surrounding time and space seemed to freeze, and he was unable to move.

"boom!"

The holy light hit his chest impartially, and the powerful force instantly knocked him flying. When he landed, he staggered and almost sat on the ground.

"The divine power is as powerful as prison." Without any pause, Father Wu once again raised the cross to the Western priest.

The Western priest reacted very quickly, raised his arms suddenly, and instantly switched to zombie mode.

Yes, it's such nonsense. In the original work, he can switch back and forth between vampires and zombies.

The zombie mode is not afraid of the Western Holy Light, and the vampire mode is not afraid of the Chinese Taoism!

"Uh-huh."

The fateful trajectory was like this, so when he switched to zombie mode, the feeling of being imprisoned disappeared instantly, and he easily avoided the Holy Light attack.

Father Wu was stunned.

This was a change beyond his knowledge.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The Western priest jumped and quickly came to the podium.

Father Wu woke up from a dream and kept waving the cross, emitting rays of holy light.

However, the Western priest was more agile than he thought. Only one or two of the ten holy lights could hit him without causing any damage.

"Snapped."

After getting on the podium, the Western priest slapped the cross from Father Wu's hand, hugged his body with both hands, resisted his struggle and beating, and bit his neck.

"Run!"

Father Wu died, and the remaining three monks were frightened and rushed out the door with two guys who wanted money rather than their lives.

But at this moment, Tulong, who was lying outside the door, suddenly stood up and blocked their way.

"None of you can escape today!"

…

"It's time to clean up the mess." Outside the church, Uncle Jiu kicked open the tightly closed door and walked in.

As Qin Yao walked, he drew out the God-Beheading Sword behind him. When he turned his wrist, the blade made a loud sound of breaking through the air.

In the prayer room.

The Western priest threw away Father Wu's body and stood in front of the Lord's cross, looking up at the door.

He could clearly feel that two groups of powerful forces were approaching.

"Sir, let's go." After quickly killing three monks and two civilians, Tulong said to the Western priest.

"Are you afraid of them?" the Western priest asked.

"It's not that we're afraid of them, it's that we can't afford to offend them." Tulong sighed.

"With the blessing of the ancestors, we can offend the Holy See, so what do they mean by just two people?" The Western priest sneered at this.

Tulong: "..."

Unless it was absolutely necessary, he really didn't want to be Mao Shan's enemy.

Not because he was from Maoshan, but because he knew very well how powerful Maoshan was!

"Slaying the Dragon, I gave you a chance." Uncle Jiu appeared in front of the prayer hall holding a peach wood sword.

"Senior brother, I have no choice." Tulong said bitterly.

"Master, the villain dies because he talks too much." Qin Yao took out the magic bead with one hand and summoned the red and white demons.

Uncle Jiu: "..."

I just said one thing! ! !

I'm furious.

Traitor!

"Kill." Qin Yao picked up the divine sword and led the charge.

Two teams of red and white demons followed behind him, rushing toward the podium with billowing yin energy.

Uncle Jiu had no choice but to follow him and jump up. His long mahogany sword penetrated the sun like a rainbow. He came from behind and stabbed the Western priest.

"Bang!"

The Western priest slapped away the mahogany sword with his bare hands and fearlessly struck at the Zhanshendou with his bare hands. As a result, his fist was split open by the blade. He was so frightened that he quickly avoided it and yelled with an inward look: "What kind of weapon is this?"

"Are you blind?!" Qin Yao kept walking and rushed towards the opponent at high speed. The blade was as sharp as a sword, and he slashed at the head of the Western priest in a flash of lightning.

The Western priest really didn't dare to take the sword forcefully. Unfortunately, he didn't even have a weapon nearby, so he could only use his speed to dodge, shouting: "Slay the dragon!"

Tu Long, who had been frozen on the spot, had no choice but to obey the order and rushed towards Uncle Jiu, his hands like tiger claws, grabbing at Uncle Jiu's throat.

"Snapped."

Uncle Jiu struck his claws with a sword, which made Tulong subconsciously stop his hand, and raised his leg to kick Uncle Jiu's wrist.

"boom."

Uncle Jiu grabbed Tulong's ankle with one hand, lifted his entire body up in an instant, and slammed him to the ground.

In fact, in the original book, although Tulong lost to Uncle Jiu, there was still no problem for both sides to go for thirty or fifty rounds.

But in this world, Qin Yao's flapping butterfly wings caused Uncle Jiu's combat power to soar. Slaying the Dragon is really not enough in front of him!

"Senior brother..." Tu Long struggled fiercely, trying to shake off Uncle Jiu's hand: "Don't kill me, I don't want to die!"

"puff."

Uncle Jiu let go of his ankle, stretched out his hand and touched the mahogany sword. The sword immediately shone with bright golden light, and he took it out, piercing the Dragon Slayer's chest with force...

Pass through the heart!

The bloody light in Tulong's eyes quickly dissipated, and the body that struggled to sit up fell to the ground again.

"Please give me strength, ancestor." After the dragon slaying, the Western priest's pressure doubled. He suddenly raised his hands above his head and fell to his knees with a plop.

The demons rushed towards him, and black smoke suddenly appeared from the ground, as if it were material, and bounced the red and white teams away.

"boom."

Qin Yao struck the black smoke with his knife, as if it were colliding with gold and iron, and the blade brought out a string of golden fireworks.

"What the hell?"

He held the Divine Sword with both hands, and the true energy was continuously poured into the blade. When the blade shone with a faint golden light, he raised the sword to chop again.

"Uh-huh."

This time he finally cut through the black smoke, causing the black smoke to quickly shrink into the Western priest's body. Only two strange popping sounds were heard, and a pair of huge black wings suddenly spread out from behind the vampire.

"Transform?!" Qin Yao shrank back, his body glowing with a faint golden light, and he rushed towards the opponent with a series of afterimages.

The sword shines like a rainbow.

At the same time, Uncle Jiu took out the copper coin sword from his back, stretched out his hand and brushed it over the sword. The dagger instantly shone with bright golden light and shot towards the Western priest's back.

"Whoosh."

After getting wings, the Western priest's speed increased greatly. He quickly avoided all attacks while changing positions, and slowly lifted into the air with his wings flapping: "You can't kill me!"

"Fuck you." Qin Yao struck out an arc-shaped sword energy, and the golden sword energy struck the Western priest's body, instantly cutting deep cracks.

"Hoo." The Western priest neighed in pain, his eyes quickly darkened, and his body turned into a black light, carrying billowing black smoke, and swooped towards Qin Yao's body.

"Whoosh."

"Bang."

Uncle Jiu controlled the flying sword and shot it from bottom to top, tearing through the black smoke and hitting the center of the priest's chest hard.

The black smoke dissipated most of the impact of the flying sword and did not injure the vampire, but it successfully stopped him.

Qin Yao jumped up with his sword and fought fiercely with the vampire. The two figures were so fast that only two rays of light, one gold and one black, could be seen in the void.

Uncle Jiu took back the copper coin sword, took out a stack of talismans, pulled out one and inserted it into the copper coin sword, and then made a seal with his hand. The copper coin sword suddenly turned into a golden light, rushed into the sky, and hit the black light with a bang.

The black light suddenly stopped and turned into a vampire figure, with a copper coin sword with talisman stuck in its chest.

"Uh-huh."

Uncle Jiu held the stack of talisman papers with both hands, stretched out his hand, and hundreds of talisman papers immediately flew into the air and rushed towards the vampire.

Looking at the golden talisman flying over, a flash of fear flashed in the vampire's eyes, and he instantly switched to vampire mode, trying to use this mode to become immune to Chinese Taoism.

But to his surprise, those talismans suddenly exploded as they approached him. Flames, ice blades, thunder and lightning, spikes, hurricanes, sword shadows... countless attacks overwhelmed him and exploded in the blink of an eye. His limbs flew everywhere.

Qin Yao's body landed gently on the ground, his eyes widening as he looked at the explosion in mid-air.

Even though he was the only one in the audience, looking at his dumbfounded look, Uncle Jiu felt happy and said lightly: "I am a talisman cultivator."

Qin Yao: "..."

Depend on.

I hate it when someone shows off in front of me.

Neither can Uncle Jiu!

"Master, why do you always draw A when you can open up?"

Uncle Jiu glared at him and scolded: "Talk like a human being."

"I mean, if you have this trick, why didn't you use it earlier, which made me fight for so long."

Uncle Jiu: "..."

If you don't fight for so long and seriously injure the vampire, even if I use this move, I won't be able to kill him instantly!

It's just that I can't say this directly, because if I say it, I will lose face.

"Whatever you can't do, just complain about being in first place." Uncle Jiu admonished, "Do you know what grinding is?"

Qin Yao: "..."

I believe you!

You bad old man...

"Pah." Before he could finish complaining in his mind, Uncle Jiu suddenly hit his head with a wooden sword.

"I didn't refute, why did you hit me?" Qin Yao asked, covering his head.

"Your eyes are wrong." Uncle Jiu said.

Qin Yao: "..."

Gan.

Is this fucking okay? !

"Still reading?" Uncle Jiu silently raised the peach wood sword.

Qin Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and looked away: "Master, the vampire is dead, but the story is not over yet."

"You mean..." Uncle Jiu put down the peach wood sword.

Qin Yao took a breath: "The guy who turned the Western priest into a vampire twenty years ago is the ultimate horror in this story."

"Underground." Uncle Jiu said in a solemn voice, thinking of the black smoke summoned by the vampire.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and walked to the entrance of the basement. Uncle Jiu picked up a candle by the window sill and lit it with a fire charm.

"Creak." Qin Yao pushed open the broken wooden door, and Uncle Jiu took the lead in holding a candle.

Shortly after.

The two led the demons through the entire basement, but found nothing.

"There is another level underground." Xiao Wenjun's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows, and a golden light suddenly flashed from the sword in his hand. As he squatted down, it penetrated deeply into the ground, turned around and cut out a large circular hole, and the gravel fell into the second underground floor.

Uncle Jiu lit an oil lamp in the basement with a candle, covered it with a glass lampshade, and jumped in first while holding the oil lamp.

Qin Yao waved his hand, and the evil ghosts immediately turned into gusts of wind, quickly got into the big cave, and guarded Uncle Jiu...

"Forcing the snipe and the clam to fight, reaping the benefits of the fishermen, you are so cold-blooded, you must be the magic monks in China, right?" When Qin Yao also jumped down, a voice that seemed to come from the Jiuyou underground suddenly came from somewhere. sounded in a direction.

Uncle Jiu looked up with a lantern and saw an altar where the sound came from. In the center of the altar stood a naked demon statue with a face like a bat, wings on its back, and fingernails like spikes.

"Who are you?" Qin Yao shouted with a faint guess in his heart.

"I am the noble ancestor of the blood race... Cain." A voice came from the statue.

"noble?"

Qin Yao blinked and said doubtfully: "Even if I believe you, isn't Cain a farmer?"

Demon statue: "..."

Uncle Jiu: "???"

The noble vampire farmer?

What the hell is this? ! ! !