Nothing to do today, check the life and death book

Dozens of feet away, behind a mound, Le Jinxi and Fatty Li were whispering something.

"Senior Brother, are we really not going to help?" Le Jinxi asked again. He couldn't stand bullying women the most!

Even though this woman was a demon, he couldn't help but want to mess with her.

Fatty Li patted his shoulder, signaling him to stay calm: "Don't worry, our target is Ambergris, let's wait and see..."

Whoosh!

A dark shadow passed over the mound where they were and sped away.

For some reason, the black shadow exudes a murderous aura, making people subconsciously want to avoid its edge.

Fatty Li, whose voice was interrupted, smiled awkwardly: "Haha, see, there's no need for us to take action."

As he said that, he actually handed Le Jinxi a mask: "Here, remember to wear it later, don't let anyone know our identities."

Le Jinxi stared at him, muttering in his heart, "I think this guy's head must have been squeezed by the door!"

"Senior Brother, don't you think that the robes we wear with the sect's mark will more easily expose our identities?" Le Jinxi reminded.

Fatty Li blinked dully. For a moment, he felt that his IQ was zero. He said awkwardly, "Of course, we have to change our clothes too. We can't bring shame to the sect!"

With a wave of his hand, another black coat was handed to Le Jinxi.

"Is this a nightgown?" Looking at the tight black one-piece suit in his hand, Le Jinxi was a little at a loss.

He didn't know whether to accept or not to accept the half-extended hand, so he asked, "Brother, why do you carry a nightgown and a mask with you?"

The corners of Fatty Li's mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile of aftertaste, and the scene of himself sneaking into the Lingquan Pool emerged in his mind.

He muttered to himself, "Would I tell you that this was specially prepared so that I could sneak into the spiritual spring pool and watch the beauties bathing?"

"Brother, what are you thinking about? You are smiling so obscenely."

"Ahem... ahem... nonsense. Don't look down on this dress. It is very useful. Experience it well. Maybe you will love it so much in the future," Fatty Li preached seriously.

"I can't let it go... um..." Le Jinxi waved her hands quickly, "No need, Senior Brother, I still like this one better?"

As he spoke, he took out a black shirt from his storage bag and put it on.

……

The snow fox spit out demonic patterns from its mouth and stepped on cold light, and the temperature kept dropping.

The ground was covered with ice and the air was freezing. Countless ice cones quickly spread across the gullies and hills as the snow fox deliberately moved.

As if eager to solve the trouble at hand, the Snow Fox directly used its ultimate move.

The fox tail, wrapped in ice crystals and looking like an icicle, was swung towards the two transvestites mercilessly.

The fox's claws became several inches longer due to the attachment of ice crystals.

"Witch! I'm going to fight you!"

The hairy-chested man gritted his teeth, put the tiger-patterned shield in front of his chest, and the life pattern on his right hand flashed as he clenched the broadsword.

Patterns emerged, crawled up the back of the knife along his right hand, outlining a pattern mark. The whole knife glowed faintly under the blessing of the pattern mark.

At this moment, he could no longer afford to retreat. If he didn't fight hard, he would probably die here.

"cut!"

He flew up with a roar and struck the snow fox in the belly without any hesitation.

At this moment, he seemed like a different person, a fighter who was relieved.

The fox claws struck continuously, the sword lights filled the sky, and everything was immersed in the sound of the sword and claws touching each other.

"Ouch!"

With a neigh, the snow fox stood up suddenly and clapped its two front paws together, trying to smack the hairy man to death in mid-air.

Perhaps because he used too much force, the ice crystals attached to his claws were shattered by the coordinated force and scattered all over the ground.

The hairy-chested man did not escape the attack and was held in mid-air by two claws, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

A hint of relief appeared in her tightened blue eyes, and the snow fox's body trembled inexplicably, and her movements became a little slow. She was not surprised by this, after all, the demonic power in her body was not her own.

Suddenly, something strange happened. There was a movement in the fox's claws. It was almost instantaneous, and the snow fox had no time to react at all. The glowing broadsword had already pierced the fox's claws.

"Ah!" The snow fox screamed and quickly spread its claws apart.

In the blink of an eye, the hairy man with life patterns all over his body rushed towards her.

"You all envy me for having a generous master who helps me with everything, but who knows that he is planning to take advantage of my fate pattern? How many fate patterns can give birth to weapon spirits in the world..."

The murderous intent at this moment, coupled with the resentment that had been pent up in his heart for a long time, drove the hairy man crazy, "Die! Die!"

"Ouch...ow..."

The hoarse roar was drowned out by the screams of the snow fox.

For a moment, the sword flashed and blood fell like rain. It can be seen that there is a weapon spirit attached to the sword in the chest hair man's hand.

The six fox tails shook simultaneously, sweeping across to repel the two transvestites, then quickly retracted to attack the hairy man.

The hairy-chested man, who was in a frenzy, didn't notice this at all and continued to swing his sword wildly. As expected, he was knocked down on the head by the fox's tail that was like an icicle.

A pit appeared where he landed and the ground cracked. His body was like an ox plowing the field, extending the crack in the ground by several feet.

The condition of the Snow Fox was not optimistic at this time. There was blood oozing from her mouth, and there were messy knife scars on her chest and abdomen. The bleeding would not stop. Without time to think too much, she used her magic power to freeze the wounds to slow down the blood loss.

His body was shaking, his demonic power was weakening, and his vision was gradually blurring.

"It seems that I have reached my limit, Xueer, help me, I can't die yet..." Praying silently in her heart, she made a desperate move and launched a final attack.

The fox's tail swayed, and the demonic pattern was instantly outlined. A spear-like ice cone condensed at the end of the fox's tail.

The cold light locked onto the hairy man, and the fox tail fell in an instant. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the crystal ice cone seemed particularly chilling.

"Finally found him. He must die in my hands. No one can change that." A figure flashed. Yi Ge, who looked like an aunt with messy hair, stood on the mound, panting.

As the saying goes, directionality is not a disease, but it is really difficult to find someone.

For someone like her who has to rely on medication to suppress her directionality, it always takes some time to find someone.

With a wave of his hand, six shiny black fruit knives shot through the air towards the fox tail. And accurately pierced the fox tail that was about to pierce the chest-haired man, nailing it to the ground.

The sudden scene was like an illusion, which made people's nerves dazed. It was not until two breaths later that the ice cones formed on the fox's tail broke and scattered all over the ground.

"Ow!"

As the snow fox screamed in pain, several people present felt inexplicably frightened and the hair on their bodies stood up.

The snow fox desperately swung its tail in an attempt to break free, but found it was of no avail. The fruit knife was connected to a silk-like transparent thread. The more she struggled, the more the thread stirred and cut through her flesh and blood.

"It's you?" the hairy-chested man asked in surprise.

He climbed up from the ground with the help of the tiger-patterned shield. When he met the woman's eyes, he felt like he had fallen into hell. The terrifying and desperate murderous aura made him feel hopeless.

"I'm sorry! Please let me go," his inner defenses collapsed in an instant, he let go of the tiger shield, and suddenly knelt on the ground.

With a wave of his hand, a trident shaped like a harpoon and as tall as a person appeared in Yi Ge's hand.

"late!"

The trident stabbed out in response, and the gap between the forks just hit the hairy-chested man's neck, trapping him backwards on the ground.

"I will harvest your life. In the name of Rakshasa, I will give you a feast of death."

Yi Ge's cold words, like an invisible demon, instantly gripped his heart.

He couldn't even feel his heart beating, and the feeling of suffocation made him want to die quickly to get relief.

It was not until two fruit knives, glowing faintly, flashed across his sight that he realized something.

He grabbed the trident that was bound around his neck with both hands and struggled desperately.

I don’t know what method he used, but the fruit knife disappeared without a trace due to Yi Ge’s rapid movement.

Only the flashing lights proved that the knife really existed.

At this moment, Yi Ge was like a painter sketching a picture. The murderous look on her face gradually weakened with the movements of her hands.

For some reason, the hairy man didn't feel any pain at all, and his body seemed to have lost consciousness.

As his pupils gradually dilated, he vaguely saw a beating heart in Yi Ge's hand.

"This heart is the only part of your body that is still somewhat functional," Yi Ge muttered as he looked at the heart in his hand.

Immediately, a mark rose from her hand, wrapped the heart, and sank into her storage ring.

With a wave of his hand, the trident flew back into his hand, and all that was left on the ground was the hairy man's head and a pile of bones without a trace of flesh and blood.

As for the flesh and blood, it has probably been integrated into the blood-stained earth!