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His eyes suddenly turned firm.

"bell!"

The bell rang.

A group of people walked into the thick fog.

The figure gradually disappeared.

Every time he walked through an alley, Qin Zihan would use a dagger to carve a symbol on the wall, which was the official emergency contact symbol.

In the case where the communicator cannot be used, such a stupid method can only be used.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting in the ears of the two:

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of fighting was not far away.

It's in the alley on the right ahead.

The two held their breath at the same time, looked at each other, and nodded at each other at the same time.

Carefully move towards the alley ahead.

Before confirming the identity of the other party, they dare not expose themselves easily.

When food is scarce, wild ghost slayers are also enemies.

"tread!"

The sound of extremely light footsteps was not obvious in the sound of fighting.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, Qin Zihan jumped to the entrance of the opposite alley, and then pressed his shoulders tightly against the wall, poking out half of his head.

Carefully look towards that alley.

Yun Ran also held her breath and stuck her head out towards the alley.

I see.

In the dark mist, a familiar figure stood leisurely.

Although the figure turned his back to them.

but.

They still recognized each other's identity - Qin Feng.

Brother Qin!

The two were full of surprises.

next second.

However, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he held his breath again.

Because on the beam not far behind Qin Feng, there was a leopard-headed monster crawling. It approached Qin Feng's back little by little, but Qin Feng standing in front didn't notice it.

"A-level peak!"

"not good!"

The two of them fought all the way, and they had seen the leopard-headed monster before.

Leopard-headed monsters are similar in strength to cat-headed monsters, but more flexible than cat-headed monsters.

"Ring bell bell!"

Yun Ran hastily urged the Soul Requiem Bell in his hand, and controlled three zombies to rush towards the leopard-headed monster.

Qin Zihan also stuck the dagger in his waist without hesitation.

With a sudden lift of his right hand, he transformed into a hammer.

Followed by.

Kick your feet.

Swinging the hammer, he directly smashed it in the direction of the leopard-headed monster.

"Brother Qin, be careful!"

Qin Feng turned his head.

He saw three grotesque figures, wrapped around a petite figure covered in blood, wielding a huge hammer, and slammed it fiercely at the leopard's head on the beam.

"boom!"

In an instant.

Earth and rocks splashed, and a big hole was punched out in the beam of the house by a hammer.

Half of the leopard-head monster's head was sunken in, and then it hit the wall on the other side, and got stuck in the crack of the masonry.

"boom!"

Qin Feng was stunned.

Xiao Routuan, who was commanding the mad knife to kill monsters, was also stunned.

Crazy Dao, who was slashing with a knife, swallowed.

Freeze in place.

This……

Is it too violent?

Chapter 170 Monkey Wine, Spiritual Weapon

The moment the leopard-headed monster was stuck on the wall, the male corpse and the pig-headed monster rushed up together and grabbed the leopard-headed monster's shoulders tightly.

The cat-headed monster's sharp nails ruthlessly penetrated into the leopard-headed monster's heart.

Qin Zihan didn't take it lightly.

One foot kicked against the wall, swinging the huge hammer head again.

Slammed hard at the leopard's head.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

One, two, three...

The leopard head monster's head was smashed into mud.

The three of Qin Feng twitched their eyes and took half a step back involuntarily.

Too fierce!

suddenly.

A petite figure rushed into Qin Feng's arms.

"Brother Qin, it's great that you're fine, woo woo woo..." Yun Ran hugged Qin Feng tightly, crying heavily.

Qin Zihan's tears also rolled in his eyes.

She looked at the blood stained on her body with some disgust, as well as the blood and brains that had already clotted on her clothes.

finally.

Still held back the impulse in my heart.

As long as Brother Qin is alive.

Just live...

Amidst the sobbing and crying, Qin Feng also came back to his senses, and he reached out and patted Yunran's little head.

He looked at Qin Zihan who was embarrassed.

Asked softly: "Why are you two? What about the others?"

"us……"

With sobs, Yun Ran recounted the previous situation.

Only then did Qin Feng know.

The two are singled out.

This is also what he did not expect.

The reason why he wasn't worried about this group of people was because he knew that whether it was Daoist Wuwei, Yu Wenxuan or Huang You, they all had cards.

There's nothing wrong with dealing with monsters here.

"I don't know what happened to the others?"

Thoughts flashed in my mind, and Qin Feng couldn't find anyone else here.

He comforted Yun Ran.

With a slight lift of his hand, a wine jug appeared in his hand.

It was the monkey wine that was rewarded for signing in before.

Open the seal on the wine jar.

Immediately.

A strong aroma of wine wafted out.

Kuangdao licked his dry lips, and kept wriggling his nostrils, as if he wanted to pick up the wine jar and drink it "gudong, gudong".

"liquor?"

Qin Zihan's staring eyes showed surprise: "Brother Qin, do you have a space type spirit weapon on you?"

Space-type spirit weapons are rare, and they are also a topic that Huaxia officials have been studying.

After so many years of research.

Although it is possible to make a low imitation version of the space storage, such things are also very precious, and even if they are available, they will be provided to the front line as soon as possible.

Even if she is a divine power inheritor, she doesn't have such a treasure.

"That's it."

Qin Feng said something vaguely.

He just didn't receive the reality because he couldn't use the things rewarded by the system before.

But that doesn't mean he can put things back in.

The system doesn't buy it!

"Go and wash your face." Qin Feng stuffed the old wine jar into Qin Zihan's arms.

With a smile on his face.

Although he didn't need anyone to save him, he was moved by the two little girls rushing over so violently.

Naturally, he would not save these things.

Nor is it necessary.

Anyway, if he doesn't eat or drink, it won't be affected.

Crazy Dao's eyes widened.

Wash your face with wine?

This is... too extravagant!

of course.