Chapter 925 Sending Yin (12)

The black shadow was extremely fast, and it turned into a residual image in the air.

The scream of the escort whose scalp was torn off just sounded, and the sharp claws had already arrived in front of Zhao Yijiu. If he avoided it, there would be a "coffin" behind him.

This thing was originally heading for the coffin. If it really touched it, it might trigger something.

At the critical moment, Zhao Yijiu half-knelt and exerted force, without dodging or avoiding, and punched the black thing's head. There was only a muffled sound, and the sound of bones breaking and flesh bursting almost overlapped. The black thing flew back and fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Hu..." Zhao Yijiu's heavy breathing awakened the shocked people.

Yu Xing looked at him for the first time, and saw that he didn't know when to untie the hemp rope. At this time, he was half-knelt on the cart, his right hand was bloody, and thick blood dripped down the back of his hand where a large piece of flesh was hooked away, forming a shallow blood pool on the spot.

The blood-red eyes looked even more violent under the messy black hair, with the aura of a ghost. A drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, but his expression did not change at all because of the pain.

The physical strength of the character "Inugami" is really amazing. Among humans of the same size, it should be the most explosive one.

Even so, he still couldn't get the upper hand against the strange little black one who rushed out.

Yu Xing took a few steps closer, his face dark, holding the handle of the knife and walking towards the black monster that fell to the ground.

Without speed, everyone also saw the true face of the monster.

It was very small, with a human head, but under the big blue-black head was a cat-like body. The nails on the two front paws were extremely sharp, thick and hard, and had a dangerous curved arc.

After falling to the ground, it didn't get up for a while, and a dent appeared on its head.

It can be imagined that the monster was also injured by Zhao Yijiu's fist just now.

The escort was a step slower and screamed.

"What is this? What is this?!"

"Monster, it's a monster!"

Yu Xing had no hope for them, and he just sneered when he heard it: "Yes, it's the baby that makes you feel compassion."

He walked in front of the monster and glanced at the family in white clothes.

Zhao Ruru had helped to subdue the women. Strangely, they didn't resist at this moment. They knelt on the ground and didn't move, like lifeless puppets.

Seeing this scene, Yu Xing had already figured it out. He raised his knife and chopped at the little black monster without mercy, as if he had no curiosity about the monster.

The cat baby lying on the ground was still thinking about attacking him while he was squatting down to look through it, but he didn't expect that he would be so decisive. He twisted his body to avoid the cold blade.

The monster stared at Yu Xing with its cold and dark eyes, and the white of its eyes was almost gone, emitting a sense of horror in vain. A stream of black pus flowed out from the sunken hole on its head, and dripped down the cat's body to the ground.

So disgusting.

Yu Xing frowned as he felt an irresistible physical discomfort. The escort whose scalp was torn off was still screaming, which made him even more irritable.

He simply used the knife as a flying knife and threw it fiercely at the position where the cat baby was. As expected, it was dodged flexibly. The cat baby kicked on the ground and rushed towards Yu Xing's face!

—— It was exactly what Yu Xing wanted.

He pulled out the horse whip with his backhand, dodged the pounce to the extreme, and then quickly put the horse whip around the cat baby's neck. Relying on the fact that he was behind the cat baby and his two claws could not hook him, he decisively tightened the horse whip ring and prepared to strangle the thing directly.

All this happened in a flash. Before everyone's heart could rise and fall, the cat baby turned his head 180 degrees.

Yu Xing was caught off guard and faced the cat baby face to face.

Evil, weird, scary...

All kinds of nausea surged up with a sudden surge of creepy feelings. Yu Xing's eyes seemed to be fixed. He wanted to move his eyes but couldn't, and was forced to stare at the cat baby's face.

Looking at it carefully, the cat baby's face looked like a swollen dead baby's head. The skin was dark blue and white. It was obvious that the meat was very dry and tasteless.

Yu Xing's legs seemed to be fixed, unable to move. The strength in his hands gradually decreased, and there was a tendency to let the cat baby regain freedom.

But Yu Xing was only affected for a short while. After coming to his senses, he immediately tightened the whip again. The cat baby's neck bone made a tooth-grinding creaking sound and hovered on the edge of breaking.

Its four claws frantically fluttered and almost hooked Yu Xing's arm. Zhao Yijiu grinded his back teeth and got off the cart under the "vigilant" eyes of the people around him. His injured hand directly covered the top of the cat baby's head.

"If you're so tiring, why not just crush the skull?"

Yu Xing couldn't turn her eyes away, but she could tell that Zhao Yijiu's expression would not be very good when she spoke.

The injured hand was missing a large piece of flesh, revealing a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, and fresh nerves and muscles were exposed to the air, which was extremely horrifying.

"Ah-ah--" The cat baby felt threatened, suddenly opened its mouth, and cried like a baby twice.

Its mouth was clearly grinning, as if it was laughing, but after opening its mouth, it cried like a baby. People who heard the cry immediately felt pity and wanted to love it as their own child.

Seeing that the escorts' eyes became strange, and even seemed to want to snatch the cat baby from Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu, Zhao Ruru cursed in his heart that it was annoying, and had a new understanding of the escorts' dragging setting, and rang the bell urgently.

The distant sound of bells diluted the power of the baby's cry.

"What kind of evil magic is this?" The escorts barely managed to stay awake, feeling ashamed of their performance.

They almost drew out their machetes in anger and slowly surrounded them, "Boss, kill this monster quickly, it can bewitch people!"

"Boss... Ugh!"

The blade pierced the skin, and the escort who was banging suddenly screamed.

He lowered his head, staring stiffly at the knife that pierced his chest, and turned his head away little by little like rust.

Who is behind him?

Puff.

Before he could see anyone, the knife in his chest was pulled back violently, and his strength quickly drained away, causing him to kneel on the ground with a plop and fall forward.

Others were angry: "Old Five!"

Behind the fallen figure of Old Five, another escort with blood all over his scalp was revealed.

The blood was still flowing down. The escort had a strange expression, his face was twitching, his eyes were bulging, and his knife-holding posture was different from that of ordinary people. It was very awkward, just like a baby who had just learned to grasp things.

Wait, like a baby? !

Zhao Yijiu could no longer bear it. The toughness of the cat baby's bones was beyond imagination. It could resist the threat of broken cervical vertebrae while distracting people to attack.

He felt the touch of human skin under his hand, and finally gritted his teeth and crushed the cat baby's skull.

"Ah--"

The baby's cry stopped abruptly, and his limbs softened instantly. The controlled escort's eyeballs bulged and fell out of his eye sockets with his optic nerve.

At the same time, the white-clothed people kneeling on the other side leaked air with a puff. Zhao Ruru, who was closest, saw it very clearly. These people opened their mouths, and a burst of black smoke came out of their mouths, and then they suddenly deflated, as if all the flesh and blood had been taken away, leaving only a skin bag.

The dry human skin and clothes fell to the ground together.

She stepped back in time to avoid inhaling the black smoke, but she still smelled a little.

Then she felt a little familiar.

This smell... why is it so similar to the smell of smoke they smelled when they lit the incense sticks in the incense burner of the opera troupe? (End of this chapter)