Chapter 1666： Murder (1/2)

I saw a white fur in the distance, and slowly came to the shelter.

The donkey is about the size of a normal scorpion. There is no miscellaneous hair on the body, and a bronze bell is attached to the neck. As its body sways, it makes a jingling sound.

On the back of the donkey, sitting on a similar creature, can not see what kind of race, only to see a man dressed in Tsing Yi.

The man sat on the back of the donkey, his legs crossed, one hand standing on his chest, the other holding a rosary in his hand, and the fingers were gently moving one by one.

If you look carefully at the rosary in his hand, you will find that it is not a real bead, but a little girl with a jade.

I don't know how many years of scouring and palm temperature immersion, those little hoes have been polished like jade, and it seems to be wrapped in a layer of porcelain.

However, in the eyelids of each little girl, you can see a sinister red light, and the red light slightly opposite, it will make people feel trembled, like to fly away from the body's eyelids.

The man shook his little girl while he muttered something in his mouth, but his eyes were closed. The serene appearance made it easy for him to think that he was sunbathing in the outing.

The donkey swayed toward the door of the shelter, and a pair of thieves stared at Hansen on the upper gate of the city. They were watching.

However, it is arrogant and arrogant, just looking at Hansen with the corner of his eye, it seems as if to say that in addition to the guy on the back, Laozi is the best in the world.

”Mom, finally there is a living out, and I will take people to destroy them.” The sheep screamed at the man and the donkey.

”You want to die, I won't stop you, but don't bring others.” Gu Qingcheng said coldly, but his eyes did not look at the sheep, but stared at the man on the donkey.

The sheep scared and narrowed his neck, realizing that the man might not be a good character.

Hansen was also watching the man sitting on the back of the white donkey, and at a glance he recognized that the man should be the ancient demon that Gu Qingcheng said.

Although Hansen has not seen the ancient demon himself, he has seen a shadow under the ancient demon in the ancient magic sanctuary in the ghost field. The shadow and the ancient demon have almost no difference in body shape. The only difference is the temperament. Only.

The shadow is like a Buddha, and this ancient demon himself looks ordinary like a common man. In addition to the string of gimmicks in his hand, he is like a devout believer.

If you don't know that the third shelter is a shadow, I am afraid that anyone will think that that is the famous ancient demon body.

Seeing that the white donkey was less than two hundred meters away from the shelter, the look of Gu’s city was cold, and the pure sword was smashed out, with a sword that seemed to be opened even the heavens and the earth to the ancient demon.

The white donkey is like not seeing the incomparable sword light. It still follows the original speed and rhythm, and slowly walks toward the gate of the shelter.

Until Jianguang was about to squat at the top of the ancient demon, his palm that stood on his chest was lifted slightly, and the four fingers were slightly gripped. Only the thumb was pushed out, and it was pressed above the sword light of Gucheng.

The moment when the thumb of the flesh and blood touched the sword light, the sword light slid down the thumb of the thumb, like a spring, flowing into the four-finger hole of his half-hand.