General: Start The Demon King, Get The Editing System

Zhang Yu pulled out the Tang knife inserted into the ghost's body and gasped violently.

His chest had been dyed bright red.

Looking around, blood stained the ground, several bodies lay on the ground, and he was the only one standing.

After entering the village, they directly encountered this group of ghosts.

The two sides fought viciously, but the terrain here was too complicated, and they could only watch their teammates fall one by one.

Zhang Yu glanced at the helper without signal and took a deep breath.

Did the other squads also encounter ghosts?

Looking at the few ghosts that were slowly approaching, he took a deep breath, tore his clothes, and wrapped them tightly around his right hand.

This is not to be handsome, but because there is too much blood on my hands, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold the Tang knife in my hand.

He trembled and raised his knife and looked ahead.

It was a female ghost, with a shabby red dress on her body, revealing the pale skin inside, covered with dense black and purple blue.

Her deformed face was filled with despair, and her lower abdomen bulged slightly.

"Save me... Help me..."

Her voice squeezed out of her throat, repeating the phrase over and over again.

This group of half-human and non-ghost guys were influenced by the ghost mother, and only the remaining consciousness remained.

Dong Dong~

Zhang Yu swallowed, although the other party still retained human consciousness, but if he didn't kill him, he would die.

The next moment, the female ghost pounced.

Zhang Yu raised the Tang Dao with difficulty, but his body had reached its limit and was thrown heavily to the ground.

The blood basin became clearer and clearer, and he could even see the maggots that were still wriggling inside, and he almost vomited when he saw it.

It was also this brief distraction that Zhang Yu's hand softened, and the mouth that was cracked to the root of his ear instantly bit up.

Finished!

Zhang Yu closed his eyes in despair, already premonishing what was going to happen next.

Boom!

At this moment, a strong wind passed through Zhang Yu's cheeks, and he slowly opened his eyes, his pupils shrank sharply.

I don't know when, Xia Feng actually appeared beside him.

The head of the female ghost was actually pressed into the ground by the summer wind, and the power was so great that a spiderweb-like crack was smashed on the ground.

"Goo ho ~ "

The female ghost twisted her body desperately, but she couldn't break free from the other party's palm.

Xia Feng glared at the two fiercely: "The world is not ancient, how can you do it at home, and you dare to gnaw together on the street of our village?!" "

As the captain of the Yangjia Village Urban Management Law Enforcement Brigade in the southeast county of Xincheng, now the two of you will be put on trial!"

Saying that, he tugged the urban management armband on his right arm, looking proud.

It was pulled from a ghost when he passed by.

Zhang Yu looked confused, and did not react for a long time: "Huh? Seeing

that the female ghost was still struggling, Xia Feng grabbed her hair and lifted her up.

"Still dare to resist?"

However, when he saw that bulging abdomen, Xia Feng's brows frowned slightly.

He spent the night around the village, and although most of the people here had been infected and lost their minds, the summer breeze still saw something strange.

The men in the village rarely see young people, mostly in their fifties and sixties.

The woman, on the other hand, was extremely young and had not even seen an old man.

"Sir, this is the wife of Yang Ergou in our village."

The ghost village chief who was cut off by the block said humbly.

Xia Feng smiled and asked coldly, "What about the rest of your village, where are they?"

"Except for those who went to kill you, the rest are in the village council chamber."

The old man stammered.

"Show the way!"

Xia Feng used his heart as a sword to end the female ghost.

After trembling for a moment, she fell to the ground, and the despair on her face became peaceful.

"Go back to the village immediately, your chief will be there to treat the wounded now."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu, who was still stunned, quickly nodded, turned his head and ran.

"You probably haven't told me anything."

Xia Feng stared at the village chief and said coldly: "I will give you one last chance, if you dare to hide, I will gouge the ancestral grave of your Yangjia Village."

"No, not really."

His face crumpled into chrysanthemums, and he said bitterly.

Xia Feng ignored him and ran in the direction of the council chamber.

It was a two-story building.

Rao was separated by a distance of more than ten meters, and he could also feel the ghost breath emanating from inside.

"You have to believe us, it's all because of that big ... That ghost mother, we are also seduced.

Xia Feng did not answer him, and knocked heavily on the door.

"Open the door, fellow, I have come to send you warmth."

After a few moments, the door was pulled open a crack, revealing an icy eye.

Xia Feng always had a smile on his face, "I advise you not to stare at me, otherwise the consequences will be very serious." When

the man heard this, he glared at Xia Feng fiercely, and was about to close the door.

However, before he could close the door, a powerful impact shook the door to pieces.

"Didn't I say that the consequences would be serious?"

Xia Feng punched the man in the face and directly hammered it out.

In the room, everything that was unbearable was reflected in the eyes of the summer breeze.

Men, women.

Scattered pieces of rags.

In the air, the smell of corpses, the smell of blood, mixed together.

Some of these half-human monsters had fierce faces, others with pain.

Xia Feng did not hesitate in the slightest, raised his feet and rushed into the crowd.

The entropy in the hand emits a dark glow in the dim environment.

Screams, the sound of limbs falling to the ground sounded.

Blood rained all over the ground.

However, under this chaotic sound, Xia Feng only heard his own heartbeat.

The entropy in his hand was as precise as a machine working on an assembly line, and each knife was cut on the neck.

As time passed, the sound in the room became fainter.

Until the last ghost fell heavily to the ground.

"You you you, are you a human or a ghost?"

Outside the door, the village chief looked at this scene, his voice trembling.

However, Xia Feng did not answer him, but threw it among the corpses.

"Since I came to this village, I have killed a total of forty-three female ghosts."

"Unlike you, who seem to have been left behind in the last century, they are brightly dressed, and they are covered in purple bruises, why is that?"

Xia Feng tilted his head and asked in a calm voice.

"I... I don't know. The

village chief's voice trembled more and more.

"And, you see, they seem to have the word despair written on their faces."

The calmer Xia Feng's voice was, the more he felt a sense of fear, which was already so frightened that he couldn't speak.

"It was a sacrifice to the ghost mother, a sacrifice to the ghost mother."

"Yes?"

Xia Feng's eyes were filled with coldness: "Is it a sacrifice for the ghost mother, or is it a tool that you use to have fun in the name of the ghost mother?"

"No, not me!"

The village chief was already frightened, and his voice was full of crying: "It's the ghost mother, she has to eat ten babies every year!" "