Fairyland, big problem

"Let me ask you, is there an An family woman?"

"Ann? There may be more than one."

"Linglong Town, Anjia, Miss Hongdou."

"Oh, she~ hehehe, she is the most boring."

Fei Hu shook her head frivolously, walked to the back of the grape arbor, next to a lone watermelon, and slapped it when she went up.

"The original owner of this head didn't leave any remnant soul behind, so that it couldn't generate evil things, and it couldn't be enjoyed by the young master..."

"No need."

Wen Jiu gripped the cursed shovel tightly, "Fei Hu, it's time for you to go to hell."

"Little son is stubborn, and he entered the backyard of the servant's house, but you can't let him."

Fei Hu's eyes released a look of resentment, and he opened his mouth to spit out a large amount of poisonous mist.

As the battle unfolded, there were more than 30 black question marks, most of which were evil spirits and a few evil spirits, pointing to the women who were materialized by the flying butterfly.

The black question mark with the highest level is level 51, and the poison system is the bottom evil spirit.

It's far from Marshal Fei Peng.

Fei Hu knows that in terms of hard power, he cannot be compared with Wen Jiu. In fact, he has already secretly accumulated strength, and the first move is to use all the cards.

"Um?"

Just as Wen Jiu finished reading the information on the battle process, he saw a blue-black airflow emerge.

The lines are not like natural smoke, but a picture drawn by ink strokes.

The black air flow rises from the bracelet on Fei Hu's wrist, and then attaches to its skin, outlining tattoo-like lines of blue and black clouds.

There are faintly twisted limbs dancing in the green and black mist, as if struggling and ostentatiously.

Then fly the butterfly, poison system + super energy system.

Similar to the situation of the large lizard, the blue-black mist adds an extra super power system to the evil...

"Young master, hehehe..."

【Little lady, hehehe...】

Suddenly there was an even weirder laughter in response to Fei Hu,

The huge coffin stood up, and when he raised his hand, a shadow ball hit the enemy's face directly.

"ah--"

The sharp cry almost shattered the glass. Feihu didn't have any armor value or offensive and defensive martial arts. A ghost-type attack with restraint attributes doubled its power, smashing it until its limbs continued to dissolve.

With a strong inhalation, several figures of women with bitter faces were sucked into its mouth, recovering their health.

Then the long nails waved, and the blue-black airflow mixed with poisonous smoke rolled up.

"It's too rough, this way of fighting is really too rough."

Wen Jiu shook his head to express his boredom, not to mention Marshal Feipeng, just pick any Xie Sha who has fought against him before, and his use of magic is much more sophisticated than the one in front of him.

There is no need to take the existence of the evil spirits on the most wanted list as an example. Those regular evil spirits without a big background, the fighting style that has been improved step by step is not comparable to Feihu.

The red chain is synchronized with the steel armored crow, immune to poisonous attacks, and the power of super energy attacks received is halved.

"Sorry, I have a terrible bad habit."

Bang——

Before Fei Hu could ask, the shovel broke through the cloud and mist layer at an extremely fast speed, and slammed into Fei Hu's face.

"Sorry, it's hard to get rid of my bad habit of shoveling other people's faces with a shovel."

"My beauty! You—how—"

"Yes, in good conscience, you are beautiful, but your soul is not worthy."

With a flick of the shovel, Fei Butterfly's half body was cut obliquely.

It is easy to cause damage to the enemy. What Wen Jiu can't stop is that it absorbs the framed evil woman and restores its own life.

After only three or five rounds of confrontation, the remaining black question marks in the courtyard completely disappeared.

They were not killed by Wen Jiu, they were all eaten by Fei Hu.

He is really the commander of the upper pit, and the servant of the lower pit.

"Damn it, you incomprehensible funny guy, I, Feihu, have no grievances or enmities with you..."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear more from you."

Death's Coffin threw the shadow ball again, smashing Fei Huan's body to pieces.

Suddenly, a large number of twisted limbs spread out between the severed wounds.

Wen Jiu felt vigilant, guessing that there seemed to be other variables in the blue-black airflow.

This is not the case, the limbs struggling to crawl out of Fei Hu's body are those half-digested women.

"Kill it—"

"Please, kill it..."

A large number of watermelons were cut off and hung in the pavilion, and their souls were imprisoned and tortured for three hundred years. Their resentment towards the flying butterflies was so deep that it could fill the rivers and seas.

"Girls, go all the way."

The cursed shovel flashed past, Fei Huan's chest was broken open, and white shadows rushed out one after another, further widening the wound.

"No—stop, you lowly handmaidens—"

No one paid attention to its screams until its body was torn apart.

Bai Ying found their heads one after another, held them in their arms, and bowed deeply to Wen Jiu.

A white flame rose and disappeared together with the head.

"Go ahead."

Watching them leave, Wen Jiu took out the sealing talisman.

The only head left in the entire grape trellis was unclaimed, corresponding to Miss An's current red wedding dress.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Based on the habit of repeatedly destroying the appearance of women, Fei Hu keeps restoring their original appearance, and Wen Jiu is able to see the complete true face of the red wedding dress.

How should I put it, I'm a little weak...

Like the kind of girl who is easy to bully, the corners of the drooping eyes have a silly feeling, which is completely incompatible with No. 0006 on the Xiesha Most Wanted List.

To describe the contrast, it should be that the suspenseful music played in the movie, and the white shadow swayed around the corner. The audience knew that the next scene was about to come out, and they were extremely nervous.

It turned out that the female gui's body was fine, but she looked like a timid little girl.

One more sentence: Excuse me, can I come in, if not, I will squat at the door and wait...

Suddenly the atmosphere of horror disappeared.

Look at the watermelon in your hand again.

After all, the watermelon was handled by Fei Hu, so it was regarded as a 'turbid weapon', and two extra seal talismans were posted for insurance.

The single-brush Feipengguan plan can be regarded as a successful completion.

October bottomed out, and it took about a month before and after.

In fact, I have to thank the Yadan Canyon for the two phases of the operation, the dark fighter team killed several waves of Feipeng pass evil things, otherwise Wen Jiu would not be able to get it done so quickly, and the test he encountered would be even stronger.

Generally speaking, Feipeng Pass is not as difficult as Heichenplague Village.

Marshal Feipeng is very powerful, but compared with Spot's fighting power which doubled several times in the end, there is still a clear gap.

Even for Wen Jiu now, facing the complete Black Dust Plague Village... it may take half a year to slowly wear it down.

Unusual outbreaks of macules are a mystery, and even escalate in combat;

Feipengguan also has its own mysteries, such as the blue-black mist that gives extra super powers.

The lizards vanished, and the flying butterflies died.

Wen Jiu had already recorded the evil-type psionic powers of the two with the recorder, but it was a pity that the bracelet that triggered the blue-black mist shattered and melted when Fei Huan wore it on his hand, and there was no time to seal it up.

Maybe there are other hidden clues in Feipeng Pass, wait for professional investigators to come in.

Wen Jiu didn't plan to rummage up and down by himself. He is a non-professional and there is only one person. It doesn't matter if he can't find out why, at least he can't destroy the original clues by rummaging around.

For example, the scene of a crime has to be sealed, waiting for criminal investigators and forensic doctors to enter.

Looking at the hands again, there is a helmet in the left hand, a watermelon in the right hand, and a sword given by the Qiong Dynasty royal family on the back.

Really limited mobility.

In particular, Marshal Feipeng's saber had already used the third sealing talisman, and it couldn't suppress the saber energy in it.

That's the state of being put into the sheath...