Weird World of Immortality

The wind got in through the gap of the wooden door, and the fire in the oil wick was swayed slightly, causing the shadows reflected in the mud house to shake a few times.

The room was quiet, the jute drapery in front of the bed had been taken down, and a figure could only be vaguely seen through the jute cloth lying down.

After a long, long time, it was already late at night, and there was a small rustling sound outside the house, like a person stepping on the sand.

The figure lying on the bed did not respond, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The rustling sound got closer and closer, as if it sounded in the house, as if it would penetrate into the bone marrow, but the figure on the bed did not move.

The rustling sound suddenly stopped, and the mud wall suddenly made a pop...pop... sound, the sound extended from the bottom of the mud wall to the top, something was climbing the mud wall.

The sound of climbing the mud wall quickly turned into the clicking sound of stepping on the tile, and this thing had already climbed the tile roof.

It moved quickly on the tile roof, and stopped in less than a moment.

The sound disappeared completely, as if nothing had happened.

The tiled roof has a small skylight three inches long and wide. There is a glazed sheet on the skylight, which is slanted. The glazed sheet is quickly torn apart, and an eyeball emerges from the skylight.

The eyeballs are very large, only one round smaller than the entire skylight. There is a red dot in the middle of the dark green eyeball, and the red dotted pupil moves slowly.

After observing for a while, the eyeballs fell from the skylight, and black smoke wafted behind the dropped eyeballs.

The black smoke passed over the eyeballs and landed on the ground first, transforming into a three-legged and three-handed smoke figure to hold the dark green eyeballs.

The cursed ghost's dark green eyes stared at the figure on the bed shrouded in yellow curtains. It didn't hesitate to pounce on the bed, it wanted to bring the sacrifice back.

The yellow curtain was torn to pieces, but on the straw mat there was only a human figure made of gray quilts and wooden pillows.

The cursed ghost's dark green eyeballs shrank suddenly, and the red dots on the eyeballs were barely visible.

At this moment, a straight knife with fireworks silently penetrated the cursed ghost's chest.

Chi, the flames were burning with black mist, and the black mist had a tendency to collapse.

But the straight knife is faster than its sharp claws. The straight knife cuts through the black smoke without any hindrance and goes up, and finally slashes above the dark green eyeball. The moment it hits the dark green eyeball, the flame on the straight knife It erupted and burned like a prey.

The miserable roar spread from the inside to the outside.

The black smoke rose and dissipated, and the dark green eyeballs were stained with red flames and burned, and they soon became scum.

Zhou Fan drew his knife and looked at the black smoke rising from the roof. The black smoke slowly drifted away, along the cracks in the tiles and the skylight.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, this cursed ghost should be dead.

Zhou Fan glanced at the red-striped straight knife, and the straight knife was wrapped with two small flame talismans. This cursed ghost is just a black travel-level monster. It is not worth dying to be hit by such a straight knife. Unexpected.

It's just that this cursed ghost is so stupid. Before he came, he made such a big noise. Since he made such a big noise, why did he come in through the skylight?

Zhou Fan didn't think about it any more, the blasphemy was unreasonable. He confirmed that his straight sword talisman had not been completely exhausted, so he turned his eyes to the wooden door.

The old man got out from the bottom of the bed, and it also looked at the wooden door.

"Dude, do you feel it?" Zhou Fan asked.

The dude just stared at the wooden door without making any sound. His eyes were filled with doubts, and he was obviously not sure whether there was anything outside.

Zhou Fan had a sullen face. In fact, he always knew that the first cursed ghost was not scary, but the man in black and Zhang He hiding in the dark.

Ever since he confirmed Zhang He's intentions, he has wondered when Zhang He and the others will come?

Zhou Fan quickly came to the conclusion that Zhang He and the others would wait for the cursed ghost to come and fight with him before appearing, because no matter who wins or loses, this is the most suitable time for them!

Zhou Fan was quite sure that they were outside the house.

They should have heard the sound of the cursed ghost just before he died. They are probably approaching the outside of the house infinitely.

Zhou Fan used 'they' to describe it to remind himself that there may be more than one person coming from the other party!

At this time, Zhou Fan didn't dare to rush out, and the other party didn't dare to rush in.

Confronting the people outside the house silently, Zhou Fan knew that this would be an advantage for him, and if the other party didn't come in, it would only be good for him and not bad.

Zhang He and the others have special intentions for him, and they should be the ones who can't hold their breath. As long as they can't hold their breath and rush in, they will suffer.

Zhou Fan focused partly on the wooden door and partly on the skylight on the roof. These were the two places they were most likely to rush in.

The tip of the dude's erect ear suddenly moved, and it suddenly turned around and barked.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, behind him!

At the moment when the old man barked, there was a bang on the wall behind, and a dozen or so yellow mud bricks burst open, followed by a long sword stabbing straight ahead.

Hearing the movement from behind, Zhou Fan suddenly exerted force on his right wrist, and the straight knife followed him and slashed towards the rear.

Such a blind firework straight knife is difficult to accurately hit the long sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But the man in black holding the long sword did not want to be cut into two pieces by Zhou Fan's straight knife after stabbing Zhou Fan to death. He changed the long sword that was stabbing straight, and the body of the long sword hit the straight sword abruptly.

The sword collided with flames.

Zhou Fan relied on this destructive sword to force the man in black to change the direction of the sword, and both of them took a few steps back.

When he stepped back, Zhou Fan stepped on it so hard that his back didn't hit the wooden door, but hit the mud wall.

Zhou Fan glanced at the wooden door vigilantly. There was no one rushing in from the wooden door, which made him feel slightly relieved. This meant that there was only the man in black. Anything that forms a pinch attack is right.

In this way, Zhou Fan is very likely to be injured in this attack.

The room was filled with yellow mud dust. The man in black was still the same as last time, with only one pair of pupils showing from his hood. He looked at Zhou Fan coldly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Did you know I would come?"

If he hadn't known that he was back, he would definitely have won the sword just now.

Zhou Fan sneered, the voice of the man in black was obviously disguised, he couldn't tell who the other party was, he just said: "Of course I know you will come. Not only do I know you will come, I also know who you are!"

The man in black narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "Impossible."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, he quickly put a small flame talisman on his long sword with his left hand, because he found that Zhou Fan was willing to use two small flame talismans at a time.

When Zhou Fan saw this, he had already attacked with a knife. He really didn't know who the man in black was. He just wanted to disturb the mind of the man in black.

The man in black hurried to parry, but there was no panic.

In the house, swords, lights, swords and shadows dance!

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