I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

Old ghost hunter, no, it should be said that he was a legendary ghost hunter...Nie Xiu.

When he heard from Yi Lin that he had abandoned his real name for many years, his turbid eyes suddenly shot out two bright glow.

Like electricity like frost.

Fierce and cold.

"How did you know?"

A few seconds later, Nie Xiu didn't wait for Yi Lin to answer, and then continued to mutter to himself: "Ten years... Is there anyone out there? Remember me, Nie Xiu?"

Yi Lin smiled and said nothing.

No answer.

Guess, guess, guess?

He can't tell Nie Xiu that when he comprehended the "Slaughter Skill", a certain will intimately exposed Nie Xiu's little secret?

The more Yi Lin didn't say anything, Nie Xiu made up for it by himself.

Nie Xiu's face is pale, looking at Pan Zhengyi who is standing in front of him and smiling.

In Nie Xiu's hand, he was also holding the broken knife used to carve bones.

In Pan Zhengyi's hand, it is also a broken knife.

Yi Lin still whispers from time to time.

In the sea of ​​Resurrection Lily, the inexplicable feeling made Yi Lin feel uncomfortable all over.

As if to drag him into endless madness.

Even all around the air is full of icy chill.

Eerie.

This ghost mist mountain is a bit weird.

Perhaps as Resurrection Lily explained, here is at the junction of yin and yang.

The living people are here...not to stay for long.

"Nie Hongxiu is you who?"

Yi Lin lifts the head, suddenly asked.

Nie Xiu was silent.

Close your eyes.

After a while, Nie Xiu was shocked.

A terrifying imposing manner swept across the sea of ​​flowers.

Resurrection Lily petals all over the sky, forming one after another spiral style, which rises into the air.

Finally, behind Nie Xiu, he condensed into a hideous skeleton!

Around Nie Xiu's right eye, blue veins faintly appeared.

When he opened his eyes again, the right eye had become a scarlet.

It's like... a ghost!

At the same time, the broken knife in Nie Xiu's hand ignited the black flame.

Not only did the flame not emit hot temperatures, but on the contrary, the temperature on the top of this ghost mist mountain suddenly dropped by a few minutes.

Nie Xiu spoke again, but his voice became erratic and hoarse. At first it sounded like an evil spirit returning from hell, exuding boundless Evil Thought.

"No one can escape from this mountain..."

"This is Cursed Land..."

"Everyone must die ."

Pan Zhengyi stepped back suddenly.

"Huh?"

Pan Zhengyi chuckled lightly, his eyes lit up.

"Hehe, fun."

Pan Zhengyi shook his right hand, and the black flame was also ignited when the knife was interrupted by the hand.

Nie Xiu eyes slightly shrink.

"You actually..."

Nie Xiu's cold eyes were a little bit surprised.

Pan Zhengyi didn't talk nonsense, body moved, and directly carried the broken knife with "special effect" attached to it and killed Nie Xiu.

Nie Xiu was coldly smiled, facing Pan Zhengyi's offensive, he was awe-inspiring and directly fought together.

clang clang clang clang——

The two are getting faster and faster. In the sea of ​​flowers, there are countless petals. Gradually, it is so fast that it is more and more indistinguishable. The actions of the two.

In Yi Lin's eyes, it seems that there are only two black flames, which are divided when touched, and divided again when touched.

Suddenly--

The one silhouette flew out toward Yi Lin.

Spit blood.

An arm soars into the sky.

It was forcibly cut off!

Yi Lin has no expression on his face, slowly extending the hand.

The silhouette that was flying upside down, about ten centimeters away from Yi Lin's palm, stopped abruptly when it was about to hit Yi Lin's body.

Then fell to the ground.

It’s Pan Zhengyi!

Pan Zhengyi's left hand was severed shoulder-to-shoulder, and there was even a black Ghost Fire burning on the wound, and no drop of blood came out.

That Ghost Fire chi chi corroded the broken shoulder, Pan Zhengyi brow beaded with sweat, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"en?"

Yi Lin waved his palm on Pan Zhengyi's shoulder, and the black Ghost Fire suddenly went out.

chi chi ――

After the black flame went out, Pan Zhengyi broke his shoulder, and then he sprayed out the blood chi chi.

After Nie Xiu cut off Pan Zhengyi's arm with a single knife, he didn't even pause, and stepped towards Yi Lin without a word.

The body moved, he was born in the sea of ​​flowers and rolled out a path, and countless petals were swept behind Nie Xiu by the wind!

Yi Lin casually lost a "ghost oil" card to Pan Zhengyi.

I have no time to care too much for the time being.

Because... Nie Xiu has aggressively killed him.

Very fast.

"From now on let..."

"hmph!"

Nie Xiu is coldly snorted, swept right hand, wherever the knife passed, The fierce wind swept away, raising a large petal, hiding his silhouette.

Yi Lin's pupils shrink slightly.

didn't expect, Nie Xiu actually saw the weakness of [Disaster Spreader].

1. There is a singing process.

2. Must be within sight.

"This old man, although he is old, he has rich combat experience."

There was a hint of surprise in Yi Lin's eyes, but he was not too surprised or frustrated.

Disaster Spreader is not a completely unsolvable skill, and there are always times when someone sees a weak spot.

As apostle, with many and complex skills, it is impossible to use a routine to travel all over the world.

Nie Xiu's eyes were cold.

The red right eye, like a ghost, gleams with blood-colored rays of light.

The sky full of petals not only obscured Yi Lin's line of sight, but also obscured Nie Xiu's line of sight.

But...

It doesn't matter.

Nie Xiu has memorized the location of Yi Lin.

"Boy, you are still too tender."

Nie Xiu is a little regretful. This kid can learn the "Breathing Technique" that he comprehended only for ten years in just a glance. , Is a genius.

But... in any case, you can't let this kid dig out that "thing".

Otherwise, his ten years of arrangement and hard work will be wasted.

"Dead!"

What a pity.

Nie Xiu sighed silently in his heart.

Nie Xiu's body moved, Ghost Qi is like the wind, his hand cuts off the knife, the black flame skyrocketed, and he slashed towards the end of the Resurrection Lily flap in the sky.

That is...Yi Lin's location!

Hiss--

The blade glow of black, tore the void.

The petals in front of the two of them were forcibly cut into a gap.

Each piece of Resurrection Lily flap, slightly touched by the black flame, will wither and wither instantly.

"What!"

Suddenly, when Nie Xiu slashed open the petals of the sky and saw clearly in front of the two tombstones, it was turned pale in fright.

There--

No one is there!

There are only two graves alone!

The grave of Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi!

"Escape?"

Nie Xiu's pupils shrank suddenly, next moment, he looked into the air.

Under the bloody Moon Wheel, Yi Lin floated in midair, standing proudly on his back.

Behind it is the blood moon.

Nie Xiu's mouth opened wide.

Yi Lin is in midair, slightly smiled.

At this moment, Yi Lin's figure is like a god who descends on the moon.

Palm...Press down.

……

……

In another part of the fog forest.

The surrounding area gradually darkened.

Li Changge and Wen Manni took off their sabers and put them aside, cuddling together.

The atmosphere seems a bit wrong.

No one knows how the foreplay is.

In short, the speed is very fast.

The ground is full of messy wheel marks.

"Songs..."

"Nini..."

"Songs~"

"Nini!"

"Ah!"

Wen Manni's face flushed, her legs close together.

Li Changge also had a blur in his eyes.

The two got closer and closer.

Suddenly--

There was a sudden tremor on the ground!

bang!

In the distance, there was a loud noise!

From...Ghost Wushan side!

There was a thud, and the two sitting on the ground trembled.

Wen Manni stood up like a fawn who was confused and hurriedly sorted his clothes.

"Uh...the weather is pretty good today..."

Li Changge touched his head and said embarrassingly.

"Ah! No, sing, it’s getting dark!"

Li Changge just noticed that the dense fog around was dyed blood. .

In front of my eyes...

A piece of blood red.

"Hurry back to the village!"

Li Changge's eyes condensed, but a trace of panic flashed deep under his eyes.

He hurriedly pushed the saber on the ground into Wen Manni's hand.

The two ran in the direction of the village in a panic.