Chapter 65: Sixty-fifth

"Who is this? What about his blood ..." Qiu Yutong raised his eyebrows and looked at the injured man in black on the ground, feeling a little puzzled.
The man in black is a middle-aged man with puffy yellow eyes. At this moment, his eyes are full of blood, staring at Qiu Yutong, struggling hard, wriggling twice, and finally not moving.
Qiu Yutong hesitated for a moment, then walked forward a few steps and bent over to check.
Fang Cai, Xiao Wu ’s sword, can be said to be extremely fierce. The man in black who sneaked on Qiu Yutong was directly nailed to the ground, but under the cold moonlight, this person poured out under his body, not The warm red blood, but a dark, thick liquid, looks very disgusting.
Gradually, a greasy, oily scale appeared on the waxy and swollen face of the man in black, and his eyes turned into a bluish-grey layer, which looked very dreadful.
Qiu Yutong reached out and just wanted to touch the black liquid, Xiao Wuli said: "Don't move!"
Qiu Yutong was slightly stunned, his hand paused, and just in a moment, the flesh and blood on the face of the man in black suddenly flake off in large chunks, turning into a smelly viscous black water, which gradually integrated into the earth in.
In a short while, there was only a sticky set of clothes left on the ground, and a small pool of rotten, unmelted black blood.
Qiu Yutong stared at the stinking flesh and blood, only to feel that his throat fainted, and could not help covering his mouth. Xiao Wu grabbed his hand and whispered: "Don't watch it."
"Is this a monster?" Qiu Yutong barely refrained from vomiting, murmured.
Xiao Wu nodded and said, "This is called Wudun. It is a low-level monster that can be transformed into a human form. I don't know how it came here."
"Wuyou? Low-level monster?" Qiu Yutong was so distracted that this is what the low-level monster died? How could this low-level monster appear in Yongzhou City? How could he suddenly attack him from behind? There is Xiao Wu, who is this ...
Thinking of this, Qiu Yutong turned back violently, and the dead branches in his hand pointed directly at Xiao Wu ’s throat. "What the are you ?! Did you make an appointment with this monster in this garden? Are you a gang?" of?!"
Although there is only one dead branch in his hand, everyone in the world knows that the dead branch in the hands of Lord Fei Laifeng is more terrible than any sharp sword.
Xiao Wu did not retreat, he pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "If I were with him, how could I kill him?"
Qiu Yutong stared at the other party cautiously, the dead branches on his hands motionless.
Xiao Wu sighed and explained: "I can't sleep, and in the middle of the night, I heard a very strange sound from outside, like someone was blowing, and like someone was crying. I think it's weird, But I was worried that I had heard it wrong, so I did n’t wake you up. I just came to see it by myself. Who knows, Lord Qiufeng, you followed ... Only then, I saw this thing attacking you from behind and shot it to kill it. "
"Why didn't I hear the voice you said?"
"The voice only sounded for a moment, maybe Lord Qiufeng stopped when you woke up." Xiao Wu's expression was very sincere, and he was a little helpless.
Qiu Yutong hesitated for a long time, and finally slowly put down the dead branches in his hand, his mind was still very chaotic.
"Don't think about it, let's go back," Xiao Wurou said.
Qiu Yutong thought for a while