Tianlin Village!!

As the name suggests, Sifan, the small village of Tianlin is located in Tianlin. Who else is qualified to be respected as the word "tian" in today's martial arts world? Who else can I give up the world club that dominates the world?

Tianlin Village is ten miles outside the "Tianyin City" protected by the Tianxia Club. Although this village lives next to Tianyin City, it has a different experience.

Tianyin City has been cultivated by the World Association and has long become a must-pass place for business travelers. It is full of flowers. Although Tianlin Village is ten miles away from Tianyin City, it has few lands and few people and limited resources, so it can steal the edge of Tianyin City.

But today, this village welcomes an extremely noble person.

Ji Boyi slowly moved into the only ancient inn in the village. Behind him, Leng Yan, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng and others followed slowly.

In the battle of Wushuang City, the World Association won a great victory. Ji Boyi unexpectedly handed over the aftermath to Xue Xinnan for handling, and brought back the backbone of the World Association first.

As the sky faded, Ji Boyi signaled to rest in this village for one night and go on a journey tomorrow.

"Hey, why do the Bodhisattvas here look like this?"

Wen Chou Chou's words were very surprised and attracted everyone's attention. He saw an extremely strange female statue in a corner of the hall. The female statue was about three feet tall and was pitch black. The upper half of the face seemed to be wearing a black metal mask, revealing a pair of shiny black eyes. The lower half of the face seemed to be covered with a layer of black yarn, and the whole look very mysterious and weird.

There was a three-stove fragrance under the statue, which showed that it was not as simple as the decorations. I believe that the people in this inn worshipped this statue like a god.

Ji Boyi concealed his identity and showed his eyes, Wen Chou Chou immediately went over to find out the truth.

The inn owner was very talkative. After hearing what they asked, he immediately explained the black statue in detail.

This is the story of a woman who belongs to the darkness of her life, and it happened a long time ago.

That night was like countless long nights on earth, full of charm and loneliness.

The only thing worth mentioning is that the road she walked that night was covered with blood!

"She" the blood splashed by more than fifty lives in the whole family!

Blood not only paved the way of "her", but also covered the clothes of "her".

"Needless to say, I'm tired!"

Just as the boss had just spoken, Ji Boyi suddenly spoke, and then turned around and took Leng Yan to the only high-end room in the old inn.

"This... gang leader..."

Wen Chou Chou didn't know what to do, so he could only accompany him to serve with a smile. The rest, Bu Jingyun, Duanlang, Nie Feng and others were very interested in continuing to listen to the boss telling the story of this female god of death.

"Just when she was about to die, a black fog floated from afar. In the black fog, a faint sound came, a captivating voice that seemed far away but not far away, and seemed close but not near:

All living beings,

Sin is surging,

Buddha will not pass through,

Only my devil's ferry..."

The boss's good eloquence is obviously not the first time he has told this story, which is vivid and fascinating.

"………………Then a thin hair floated out of the black fog, killing six people in a row, and even sacking one of the arms of the purple-clothed boss. If it weren't for the Black fog, the purple-clothed boss wouldn't have escaped. And later, 'she, with only one last breath left, gave her soul and body to the demon in the black fog, and transformed into the most evil 'human-shaped incarnation,!"

The eldest brother in purple, wasted his arm, and the incarnation of the demonic humanoid...　　·

These familiar words slowly awakened the memories of Ji Boyi's time when he was a child in his mind.

"I forgot that I still have such a hatred. After all, he is my father. Since he happened to meet him, I'll meet you!"

In the inn, Ji Boyi opened the window, looked at the evil hidden in the endless darkness, and murmured to himself.

For the sake of bounty, his father and six brothers claimed to have chased the seven demons and killed the remnants of the Demon Cult. In one time, only his father left seven people and returned with his arms broken...

Time and place seem to be in this small village.

"Since then, there have been no bullies in our village. Some people with high martial arts skills want to occupy and enslave us, and they will be mysteriously slaughtered the next day."

Gradually, this "she" that does not know whether it exists or not, and whether it is still human, has become a legend in the village and also a god of death in the center of the villagers' mouths......... Death!

Speaking of this, Duan Lang and Nie Feng couldn't help but look at Bu Jingyun, whose nickname was "Don't Cry" and "Die God".

"I happened to meet, a male god of death, a female god of death, an iceberg face, I guess you can find a wife today!"

Duan Lang said with a smile, and a sharp palm force came, forcing him to cross the sword to resist. Bu Jingyun's joke was not so easy to make.

In the past, Nie Feng would smooth things over, but during this period, he was in a state of pain and was reluctant to leave his soul, and his reaction to this was even slower.

"I don't know, what's the name of that female death god?"

The person who asked this question was a plea, probably both were women, which resonated in her heart and she couldn't help but ask.

"You can't remember her original surname anymore, but there are still some previous generations who remember that the name she once had. Because this name is quite special, she called it... Hei Tong!"

"Black Eyes!"

As soon as this name came out, it seemed to awaken a sleeping human-shaped incarnation, and a ray of lightning suddenly flashed through the dark and deep sky.!

After a while, a loud bang rumbling, and Bu Jingyun and Duan Lang couldn't help but stop.

Nie Feng, who had been in a daze, suddenly changed his face and said, "There is a voice..."

"Sound? Wind, what sound do you hear?"

Nie Feng's hearing was always the most keen among the three of them. Duan Lang was not surprised when he heard it, and he couldn't help but ask.

Nie Feng continued to erect his ears and listened carefully, his gentle and beautiful brows frowned slightly, and described in detail.

"Yes... some rustling sounds. Just like... the hungry ghosts in hell, the rotten flesh on their bodies fell all over the ground, but they still dragged the rotten flesh on their own to the ground, step by step... toward here..."

"A close sound!"

As soon as this statement was made, the leaders of the world club present could not help but look at each other. Even the pursuit of a high-level martial arts skill was creepy, Duan Lang was also stunned, and Bu Jingyun's eyes had fallen outside the inn faster than everyone else.

Nie Feng could hear the sound approaching the inn with his ears, and Bu Jingyun could also sense a mass of objects moving closer to the inn with his innate calm intuition...

Duan Lang Qiujue and others also looked at the trunk with Bu Jingyun's eyes. They finally saw who made the sound that Nie Feng had just heard!

There was just a person standing outside the stack gate.

No! This... should be said to be a ghost!

A very terrifying ghost!

It is not an exaggeration to say that this person is a ghost, just because he is covered in blood, half of his skin has been peeled off, and the bones under his face are exposed. The most terrifying thing is that his chest is broken by some foreign object, and his intestines are all leaping out. One of them fell to the ground. When he dragged it, he drew a very tortuous blood path on the ground.

But the other heartbroken piece was strangled by his neck for some reason, as if someone had tried to strangle him to death with his own intestines.

"Brother Zhang! It's Brother Zhang who is guarding outside!"

Duan Lang suddenly saw the bloody man outside the door and exclaimed in shock, he was a person from their world club. He was an elite warrior. Even if he had to take action, he would have to take some effort to win it. Who could make him look so terrifying in silence?

A figure was as fast as a wind, and he was holding the shaking Brother Zhang, which was Nie Feng!

Although he was always in a daze and was thinking about the woman who had left this world, life was at stake. He was born with chivalrous heart and had to pay attention to it, and he was quicker than anyone else.

Lightning shot blocked several large holes with blood gushing like springs on his body. Unfortunately, this person, who was called Brother Zhang, was already very weak and dying.

It is very rare to be able to support Nie Feng until now. He grabbed Nie Feng's arms tightly and shouted with all his last breath.

"Be careful...come...come...is here...are...scary...are...scary..."

"ghost……"

After saying the last word, he was already angry and fell to the ground.

When they were reborn, everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

The solemn night wind was blowing outside the trunk. In the wind, a faint smell of evil was sent, and it seemed to send a demonic dream, as if it was not just a person who was killed.

"what to do?"

Duan Lang spoke first. Although he was very good at practicing swordsmanship, he was still feeling a little embarrassed when encountering such a thing. He couldn't help but think of the overlord who seemed to be as stable as the Tianshan Mountains forever.

"Do you want to notify the gang leader?"

"If the gang leader wants to take action on such a small matter, what's the use of us living?"

He said coldly that there was a lack of resources outside the Western Regions and she had never experienced any terrifying things. A mere death situation could not make her retreat.

"Do you care?"

Nie Feng's long hair was flying in the wind, and his hands trembled slightly. He was already completely disappointed, but he felt a strong anger and couldn't help but ask Duan Lang and others.

"For such an interesting thing, I will certainly be with you. Who made you my good friend!"

While Duan Lang spoke, he turned his head and looked at Bu Jingyun with a little provocative attitude. However, he turned his cloak and had already swung away with the man and the bloody path dyed by his intestines!

"Hehe, it's interesting. I'm sure I want to see who is really dared to pretend to be a ghost in front of me!"

As soon as Bu Jingyun left, Nie Feng, Duan Lang, Xu Jue and more than ten leaders of the World Association immediately followed him.

With a "tsk!", it seemed that someone's tongue was constantly licking. The gods who had been sitting upright in the inn like a sculpture seemed to be awakened by something delicious, stretched out their scarlet tongue and dripped a drop of crystal saliva.

Two dark red blood flames appeared in the hollow eyes, as if some instinctive desire was gradually awakening and breaking through the restriction of Taixu Eye.

But Bu Jingyun and others had already escaped with traces of blood and other places, and rushed to the desert a mile away from the inn.

As the wind approaches the wilderness, the smell of blood around becomes more turbid, so turbid that it makes people feel a little unconscious. The surroundings are more like a thin piece of blood mist, like small blood-red raindrops.

However, deep in the blood mist, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng finally discovered a big house.

Outside the door of the big house, there are countless newly pressed blood-colored handprints.

There is also blood flowing like a river!

"It's here!"
Chapter completed!