Chapter 2341

I don't know how long it took for the fat cook to think that the new figure was an illusion of his own.

Fat cook finally opened the quilt, he quietly walked out of bed, squatted at the door to eavesdrop for a while, after confirming that there was nothing outside, he pushed open the door, and carefully looked at the house next door.

The runner seems to be sleeping too much. The door of the room hasn't been closed. At this time, he is squeaked by the wind.

He plucked up his courage and walked quietly to the door of the running room.

It was raining at night. It was cool. Fat cook felt hot and sweaty.

Finally walked to the gate of the running hall, the fat cook looked inside, but found that the running hall was sleeping in his bed.

The quilt is well covered on the running hall, as if it has never been passive.

When did the running hall lose weight? The fat cook was confused. He went into the room and fumbled to light the oil lamp.

The oil lamp doesn't matter. The scene in the room was all seen by the fat cook.

The fat cook sat on the ground in fear. He was not sleeping. He saw that the man lying on the bed was black all over and his eyes were sunken. Obviously, he had been drained of blood.

The quilt covers the body of the person on the bed, like a corpse cloth!

The monster has come!

The fat cook was frightened and ran out of the room in a hurry, but he didn't know where to go for a while. His room was next door. Now it's obviously impossible to go back.

It's still raining outside, and it's a while before dawn. We have to find a place to deal with tonight.

Fat cook thought of a person living in Lushan beside the wood house. Yes, let's go to Xiao Lu and deal with tonight first.

He got up and stumbled to go to Lushan's house. Although someone had met the devil in the last ten years, it was just hearsay. Now it happened to him so horribly, which was beyond his limit.

The fat cook was thinking about his possessions. He thought it was enough. He decided to take tomorrow with him. He had to leave Qingcheng Mountain and find a stable town to open his own restaurant.

But what fat cook didn't know was that the devil would be taken out of Qingcheng Mountain by himself. This is also the most important choice he has ever made.

Wang Kaizhi, a fat cook, grew up in Qingcheng Mountain. His parents died of illness two years ago. He had only one younger sister by his side. He also married far away to another city.

So Wang Kaizhi stayed in Qingcheng Mountain with his stomach. He thought that the cook's job in Tongfu Inn was not bad. He wanted to earn more money and then went to his brother-in-law to set up a joint restaurant. When this happened, he naturally did not dare to stay for a long time.

The heavy rain is getting smaller and smaller, but it's still floating.

Wang pangzi didn't dare to light lanterns, just blacked out the place where Lu Shan lived. He thought that Lu Shan had only come to the inn for a few days, and he didn't have enough qualifications, so he was arranged to live alone in the room next to the demolition. At this time, it should be the safest place.

After a long time of discrediting, Wang pangzi finally came to the door of Lushan's room. He knocked at the door first, but there was no reaction in the room. I think Xiao Lu was tired today, and then pushed the door in.

Lu Shan is not in his room. Wang Pang says it's not good. He thinks that Lu may have been poisoned by the monster.

But I haven't seen the body. Maybe it's going to the thatched cottage at night.

Thinking of this, fat Wang sat down on Lushan's bed, worried about it. Anyway, he has nowhere to go now. It's better to wait here.

Wang Pang didn't know that Lushan was the original monster.

At this time, Lushan had lost consciousness for a long time, but his body seemed to have its own consciousness and quarreled with the mountain outside the city to rush away. He saw that his body was covered with scales like the skin of a snake, and there were two horns growing on his forehead. His tusks stretched out from the corners of his mouth with a deep chill, and his face was ferocious. At this time, he was afraid to appear in front of the fat man, but he could not recognize it.

Zhao Yi and his officers have been searching for the mountain for a long time, but they have not found anything useful. They are also wondering whether his majesty sent him to deal with the devil in Qingcheng Mountain or not. They are not asking themselves to deal with the devil in Qingcheng Mountain, but what they want from the small countries in the south.

All of a sudden, there was a scream from the army behind him. The army of thousands of fighters was rioting. Zhao Yi looked back quickly, but saw a dark shadow running up and down the treetops. His speed was so fast that he could not be seen as a warrior in the fourth place.

The black shadow rushed to Zhao Yi's eyes in a flash, like an arrow that left the string and hit Zhao Yi's chest heavily.

With a bang, Zhao Yi was hit and flew out for tens of meters. He broke several trees in his back before landing.

Zhao Yi coughs a few times and stands up again. His eyes are full of excitement. He thought that he would come back tonight without success, but he sent the monster to his door.

The shadow fell on the spot and didn't come forward, just grabbed a soldier and raised it high. Then the soldier's vitality turned into green light and slowly flowed along the shadow's arm, and the human body also lost weight with naked eyes.

Zhao Yi fixed his eyes and saw that the figure of the monster was the same as that of human beings, but it was covered with tiny dark scales, with two corners on its head and green eyes. It was similar to the legendary dragon people, even though it was the blood of some dragon people.

"Dare you!"

Zhao Yi saw that the monster was alone and began to absorb the vitality of the soldiers. He could not help but be angry. He took the long sword off his waist and shouted at the monster with both hands holding the sword.

It's like the collision of gold and stone. The sharp point of the sword is in the monster's neck, but it's hard to go deep. The monster doesn't know and doesn't take charge of Zhao Yi who holds the sword. He continues to suck the vitality of the soldiers in his hands.

Seeing that the soldier's eyes began to turn up, he would lose his life. Zhao Yi quickly injected the spirit into the long sword he held. He was already a warrior in the fourth territory. In normal times, even the iron plate could cut like tofu. At this time, the monsters did not parry.

I saw that the tip of the sword smoothly broke the scales and stabbed into the monster's neck, and the blood gushed out. I saw that I was going to cut his throat, but the monster was eating pain and released the soldier who still had a trace of life in his hand. He slipped back, and the long sword was pulled out.

Zhao Yi didn't take care of the fallen soldier. He stared at the monster with his eyes straight. He saw that the wound just pierced by the long sword was gushing blood.

Zhao Yi was surprised but secretly delighted. The monster was fierce and tight. If he had the intelligence and perfect condition, he was afraid that he was not his opponent. But now he has beaten him first. It seems that the monster in the wound is not a kind of strong recovery. I'm afraid that he will be taken down tonight.

It's still some time before dawn, but the fog on the mountain has gone, and the lanterns in the soldiers' hands can light up further. This is also their advantage.

"Tie the line!"