Twilight Boundary

"Done?"

Hu Ma followed the sound, but couldn't see clearly for a moment.

He has not yet mastered his seven orifices, his vision is not that accurate, and Ji Tang is fast, so now he can only vaguely see a few silver needles inserted into his body.

But it's not deep, some of it is just shallow on the surface, as if it will shake off if you move harder.

Shou Sui refining the five internal organs, even if it penetrates deep into the internal organs, there may not be anything wrong. What's more, Ji Tang has entered the mansion, so it must be even more magical. This is just a silver needle that can only penetrate into the body, so why does it make him so scared?

But when he was slightly suspicious, Miss Red Wine looked calm, and Ji Tang seemed to notice something extremely panicking. He shouted loudly, and the Yin Qi surged around his body. At this moment, the big knife in his hand seemed to be full of energy. The evil spirit.

Faced with this fierce aura, Hu Ma was startled, and suddenly stood in front of Miss Red Wine with a knife.

He had just seen Miss Red Wine fighting Ji Tang, and he could see that after just a few moves, Miss Red Wine was already very dangerous and very difficult.

Of course, I am not as capable as Miss Red Wine, but I can still help in close combat.

"Huh?"

After the red wine lady stepped back, she had already pulled out a red thread from her sleeve. She didn't even look at Ji Tang who was about to rush forward, but suddenly saw Hu Ma standing in front of her, and she felt a little appreciative.

As both old-time watchers, Lao Baigan and the leader of the Beggar Gang are very different in ability, but he subconsciously dared to block him, and he is a very responsible person.

No wonder Xiaobai treats him...

As her mind raced, she put one end of the red thread into her mouth without stopping, held it gently, and then raised her eyes to look at Ji Tang.

"Whoosh!"

On the other side, Ji Tang looked angry and ferocious, and wanted to rush over to fight with all his strength, but unexpectedly, he made a feint, rushed forward for two steps, then suddenly turned around and walked away, with two plumes of mud smoke rising from his feet. The horse is even faster.

"Ran?"

Hu Ma didn't expect Ji Tang to be so fierce just now, and didn't even say hello before killing.

Now when he wanted to escape, he could do so simply, without even saying hello.

But unexpectedly, Miss Red Wine behind her suddenly laughed softly and said: "This is the most difficult thing about being a New Year's Watcher. You can fight and escape. Like a wild donkey, no one can catch up."

"However, he can't escape today..."

"..."

In her low laughter, Ji Tang fled for more than ten feet. While running, he reached out hurriedly to pull out the few silver needles that had just been pierced on his body.

Unexpectedly, these silver needles seemed to be about to fall off with a flick of his hand, but when he reached out to pull them out, he just pinched one end of the silver needle. With a little force, the silver needle suddenly became alive and turned towards his own body. Got into the body.

No matter how hard he tried to pull it out, the silver needle drilled into his body faster.

Even he was shocked by this strange change. He didn't dare to pull out anymore. He just speeded up and just wanted to escape far away.

But when he hadn't opened much distance, he suddenly felt a burst of fire and smoke coming from the right side of his body, as if someone had taken burning paper money and hit it in his eyes.

He turned around hurriedly and saw an abandoned grave sitting in the field by the roadside. Beside the grave, there was an old man wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and a melon-skin hat on his head, holding three sticks of incense in his hand. Lift it high, and then bow down with all your strength.

In front of him, what he was worshiping was a red bellyband.

In the midst of the rush, Ji Tang was startled. He felt that the red bellyband looked a bit like his own wild woman's mandarin ducks playing in the water.

At the same moment when this idea came to him, he also felt inexplicably dizzy. For a moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he was escaping, and his feet slowed down.

Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable temper in my heart. I felt that I, who was running away now, had been humiliated. It was as if the shopkeeper and Madam Han behind me were staring at my back, laughing and laughing.

He suddenly didn't want to run away, he just felt that face at this moment was more important than anything else.

I just want to turn around and fight them again.

"not good……"

This thought did not make Ji Tang actually turn around and start a fight, but it just appeared in his mind, and it also slowed down his running momentum a lot.

After a few breaths, he was dizzy and realized the problem: "Am I crazy? Do you want to go back and fight again? The time for a stick of incense has expired. Kill if you can, and retreat if you can't. It's not what I decided earlier. ?”

Every time he takes action, he sets a stick of incense rules for himself, just to make himself understand:

When a person who watches the New Year sets out to do something, he can accomplish it with a stick of incense. If he can't, he should know better and retreat.

It is precisely because he has strictly adhered to this rule for many years that he can still retain the last trace of reason and make the right choice even when his mind is dizzy.

As soon as he thought of this, he also realized the problem. He roared violently to dispel the drowsiness in his head. At the same time, he turned around and ran directly to the field next to him instead of taking the main road. He ran across the field and rushed to where he wanted to go.

Madam Han is well prepared and wants to keep me, so she can no longer take the high road.

With this idea in mind, he stepped on the soft soil in the field, stepping into a sinkhole with one step, and rushed forward with long strides.

But he had not escaped very far when he suddenly saw a path full of weeds in the field ahead. There was a woman sitting sideways on the back of a donkey. She was plump, charming, and lightly dressed. Ruan, it looks like he belongs to a wealthy family in the city, and he shouldn't be here.

And when she saw Ji Tang running towards him, she didn't hide away. She just held a peach blossom that she picked from somewhere in her hand, smiled softly, and knocked on the donkey's head.

The donkey immediately neighed, its belly trembled, and spit out a stream of brown urine.

The soil in the field was wet with urine. Ji Tang, who was running wildly, suddenly felt that his feet were slippery and soft. He was taking long strides, but the ground seemed to have turned into a swamp, and he almost fell down.

There is even a smell of urine in this swamp.

"Then Madam Han has deployed experts to stop me?"

Ji Tang was secretly angry and had the urge to rush forward and tear the woman on the donkey's back into pieces, but he still gritted his teeth and resisted. He pulled out his right leg from the soil with force, and then clicked on his left leg. The ground jumped forward violently.

When he ran away with his legs, he was as powerful as a galloping horse, but now he only used his left leg, and he jumped more than ten feet high and three or four feet away. When he landed, he used a little more force and jumped again. Higher and farther, the distance was widened in an instant.

"Scud?"

Even the woman on the donkey's back beside the field path was slightly surprised, then pursed her lips and smiled: "It's a pity that she is lame."

"There is no other way..."

Ji Tang knew that the situation was worse than he thought. After running for a long time, he felt that the silver needles on his body had penetrated halfway into his flesh. The unknown danger frightened him.

His heart skipped a beat and he ran away from the field. He suddenly turned his head and rushed toward the ravine outside the town ahead. That was the place where he asked the great elder and the eight kings to summon the small bosses to divide the spoils and disperse. .

If he could escape by himself, he would never bring danger to them. But now that he was in trouble, he had to rely on their strength to resist.

When you get to a crowded place, you have too many options.

Even if it's just to let them protect him temporarily and give him a chance to pull out the silver needle.

But when he rushed with all his strength and finally arrived at the small ravine where his disciples gathered, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood rushing towards his face. Even he reacted for a moment before he realized the smell of blood. Not from yourself.

The first time he arrived here, he saw only one person.

It was a man wearing a black robe, with his hair disheveled, and his age could not be seen. In front of him, a fire was lit, and he was squatting in front of the brazier, roasting the knife in his hand.

In other words, roasting the blood on the knife.

Now it is almost dry, sizzling and giving off a burnt smell.

Behind him, Ji Tang saw the eight great kings of the Beggar Gang, the great elder who was serving him just now, and the little leaders he had summoned from various places.

All of them had been hacked to death, and their bodies were piled up into a mountain behind the man in black robes. The blood on the knife he was roasting now must have come from the bodies of these people.

"Gang Leader Ji, don't worry, I have already dispersed the people under my command for you..."

When he noticed Ji Tang rushing towards him, the man who was warming the knife by the fire raised his head slightly and smiled brightly at Ji Tang, his face full of kindness.

But at this moment, Ji Tang felt his scalp numb and the corners of his eyes bulging.

Just now, all the reason that he had warned him to run away as soon as possible was gone at this moment.

He couldn't even formulate a complete sentence, he just roared suddenly, jumped up high with the momentum of the charge, held the stolen sword in his hand, and with great strength, he fiercely It fell towards the man in front of the brazier.

But the man in the black robe just raised his head, grinned at Ji Tang, and suddenly turned the knife in his hand and rolled it up.

The roll of the knife actually triggered the fire in the brazier, and like a fire dragon, it took the knife firmly.

Ji Tang used the strength of a man who entered the palace to hold back all the swords he made, but the corners of his robe were flying, and there were sparks around him, but his body did not move at all.

Ji Tang took a deep breath and finally understood what situation he was encountering.

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"Run……"

Hu Ma looked at where no one was going in front of her, then turned to look at Miss Red Wine, and couldn't help but give a reminder.

He ran away without a trace...

"Can't run away..."

But Miss Red Wine just held the red thread in her mouth, smiled slightly, and said: "I just asked him to run out and see how blocked the road was."

"When he himself thinks that he can't escape, it's time to really close the net on the people watching the year..."

"..."

As he spoke, he curled his orchid finger and wrapped it around the red thread. He lightly hooked his tail finger on the thread, and the straight red thread suddenly made a "buzzing" sound.