The Opening Concocts Aura Recovery

It's just that he yelled for a long time, but there was no sound in the park.

"Press the road, didn't this guy say he's already here!"

The samurai muttered a little dissatisfied.

It's just that looking at the dark park in the twilight, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

He thought of the urban legends told by those women before.

"Baga, even if there is a slit girl, she is still a woman. If she really comes out, I have to chop her up for a test!"

The samurai shook his head, shaking off the fear.

The samurai sword in his hand is his greatest confidence.

While he was wandering around, he suddenly saw a silver reflection not far ahead.

"This is, Dao Guang?!"

Although the warrior's strength is not very good, he can still recognize the sword.

"The reflection is so clear, it must be a good knife, and it's a great deal!"

The samurai likes swords the most, so the samurai ran over and pulled out the sword without first thinking about why such a good sword was thrown here.

"What a great knife!"

Picking up the knife and looking at it, the samurai's face was full of joy.

He is just a low-level samurai, and the samurai sword he uses is naturally the worst.

Picked up a good knife today, in his opinion, it was a gift from heaven.

"Ho ho ho!"

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

"Who?"

The samurai hurriedly looked back.

A man ran out of the park.

I saw him covering his mouth, making strange and indistinct sounds from his mouth.

Blood was dripping from his mouth, all over his body.

"Meichuan-kun?!"

The samurai recognized at a glance that this was the member of the Meichuan family who invited him over.

After seeing the samurai, Mei Chuan hurriedly reached out for help.

"Ahhh!"

As soon as he held out his hand, the warrior saw his mouth.

I saw that Mei Chuan's mouth was opened wide, almost to the temple.

Now the teeth and mucous membranes in his mouth can be clearly seen.

The samurai can be regarded as someone who has seen blood, but his legs are still weak from fright.

Before Mei Chuan rushed over, a pair of scissors pierced through the back of his head and protruded from his mouth.

puff!

With this kind of injury, even if Mei Chuan was an intermediate warrior, he would have been killed on the spot.

Seeing Mei Chuan's body fell to the ground, the samurai saw the "person" who killed him.

This is a woman in a windbreaker, and she is wearing a mask with blood stains on it.

"She is a woman wearing a windbreaker, a scarf, a white blood-stained mask, and a pair of large scissors..."

The samurai remembered the monsters those women had talked about earlier.

"am I pretty?"

The woman pulled out the scissors from the back of Mei Chuan's head, and then looked at the samurai.

"You bastard!"

The samurai was furious, although he didn't know how this woman killed Mei Chuan, but in his opinion, this woman was clearly an ordinary person without cultivation, at most she just looked a little scary.

Now holding the good sword he just picked up, the samurai is extremely confident.

He stepped forward and slashed at the girl with a knife.

puff!

He felt that the knife he cut was very smooth, almost splitting the girl in two.

"Hahaha, the stinky woman who pretends to be a ghost, now you know who is the most powerful!"

The samurai sneered.

"am I pretty?"