Chapter 90: Crying Nightmare (Additional Chapter 23 for Baiyin Dameng's Left Eye)

"Hey~"

A whistle suddenly sounded, coming from far away.

"Huh?" The fang-faced man turned his head to look.

When it saw that it was a human, its eyes suddenly became ferocious!

The fang-faced man swung his sharp claws and tightly grasped a mace.

A long-handled mace, pieced together from pure energy, yet looks like a stone product.

It is not only covered with spikes, but also has cracks.

Such a crudely made weapon could easily make people take it lightly and think it would shatter with one strike.

Not really!

The fang-faced man has a rough appearance, but is very sinister and cunning in his heart.

This seemingly fragile mace is one of its means of deceiving the enemy.

"Me?" Behind the window, Lu Ran raised his eyebrows slightly.

It wasn’t because of the fang-faced man, but because of the Moon-gazing man who came to kill him.

Under the dim street lights in the community, a figure holding two swords rushed past.

On such a cold and rainy night, this person is actually shirtless?

This is a middle-aged uncle with a rough face and an imposing aura!

The red scarf wrapped around his head naturally revealed his identity.

The cold rain poured down on his muscular body, and the water droplets kept flowing over his bulging muscles.
"I'll go." Lu Ran murmured.

Worthy of being a Red Turban believer!
It's so visually impactful, why would there be a need for a war cry?

As soon as it appears, it brings with it a explosive effect!

"Hiss!" The fang-faced man growled and jerked his head up.

A curtain of water droplets suddenly rose from the tattered hat it was wearing.

More than ten meters away, two long fangs suddenly appeared, stabbing from bottom to top, fiercely upward.

"Hmph!" The naked man showed no intention of dodging and continued charging forward.

He slashed the two swords in his hands horizontally, and a red glow suddenly appeared on the blades.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound was heard.

The two sharp fangs were not cut off, but were chopped and pushed to the sides by the two swords.

"Ha!" The naked man stomped his foot, leaped up, and slashed at the fang-faced man with his two swords.

The fang-faced man raised his mace to block.

As the knife and the stick collided heavily, streaks of light appeared at the cracks of the mace.

"Crack!!"

The mace did not break, but there was a crisp cracking sound.

The dense energy exploded with a loud bang, mixed with a pile of rubble, splashing everywhere.

Lu Ran subconsciously dodged and covered his face.

However, he did not wait until the debris shattered the window.

There was a constant crackling sound, but it did not fall on the residential buildings.

Lu Ran was full of worry and quickly moved to the window and looked out.

I saw that the naked man was already surrounded by streams of water.

This is the universal magic of human believers - Water Flow Armor.

When in the river realm, Lu Ran can also release his divine power and possess this method.

The exploding rubble did not take the naked man's life.

It didn't even affect residential buildings.

Because there was a big red flag standing on the lawn of the community.

The light red cover was opened first, blocking the blast and debris inside the area.

Red Scarf Divine Art·Red Scarf Domain!
There is a famous saying among the Red Scarf believers:

"When I raise this flag, only one of us will be able to walk out alive!"

In response, the fang-faced man said: You fart!

"Hiss!" The fang-faced man roared towards the sky.

Suddenly, evil winds blew up!

A pile of small pieces of rock appeared again between heaven and earth, swept away by the wind and waves, and scattered everywhere.

Evil method, stone-breaking chaos!
"River Realm, Fang-faced Man, above level three, needs support!" The naked man retreated several steps and shouted sternly.

His expression was extremely stiff, and as the rubble flew everywhere, the naked man's divine power became disordered.

The red flag lost the energy supply from the caster and quietly dissipated.

Not only that, even the water armor on the big man's body became thinner and thinner, and it seemed that it might disappear at any time!

"Hehe~" the fang-faced man smiled sinisterly.

Suddenly, an illusory facial outline spread out from its face and turned into a huge face.

Green face and fangs, extremely scary!
Evil magic, fang mask!

This method can make people feel frightened, and is much more powerful than the Immortal Sheep Sect's magical method, the Immortal Eye.

Lu Ran's immortal pupils could only magnify the other person's inner fear.

Moreover, he had to look the target in the eye.

The fang-faced man does not need these prerequisites, it can directly intimidate the target.

"Gulp." Lu Ran swallowed.

From his viewing angle, he saw the side view of the huge fangs.

Even so, Lu Ran was still panicking.

"Ha!" The sudden war roar helped Lu Ran get rid of his panic.

"Don't stand in front of the window!" the naked man roared, "Turn off the lights, draw the curtains, and hide!"

"hiss!"

The fang-faced man immediately rushed forward, swung his mace and hit the naked man.

The big man suddenly turned sideways, a red glow appeared on the sword in his hand, and he slashed upwards fiercely.

It can be seen that due to the interference of the evil wind and debris, the Red Scarf believers can only perform part of their magic.

"Bah-"

The blade coated with red light directly cut through the straw raincoat of the fang-faced man.

A stream of blood spurted out from the fang-faced man and rose into the night sky.

At the same time, the fang-faced man's mace hit the ground and exploded again.

The naked man's water armor shattered with a loud bang, and the whole person flew backwards.

Red Scarf believers, what tough guys!

Even if you are under soft control, you will not retreat even a single step.

This kind of pure injury-for-injury, life-for-life fighting style
No wonder the death rate of Red Scarf believers has remained high for many years. "Chen Jing, get the hell back!" The roar resounded through the night sky.

A blood-red figure descended from the sky, and the man in a blood-red battle robe reached down with one hand.

A bloody chain immediately bound the arm of the fang-faced man holding the mace.

Obviously, the visitor was a believer in the Demon Prisoner.

"Roar!!"

The fang-faced man shouted angrily and tried to tear off the chains on his arms.

But I didn't expect that sharp thorns would grow on the bloody chain?

"Ahhhh!" The fang-faced man screamed, and his arms were pierced with bloody holes.

Feeling the pain, the mace in its claws fell to the ground.

"Vomit!" The naked man named Chen Jing tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

Lying prone on the grass, he pushed the ground hard with his feet and rushed towards the fang-faced man!

"Chen Jing!" The Demon Prisoner believer flew down quickly and shouted loudly.

At the same time, he swung out an iron chain, trying to strangle the fang-faced man's neck, but he blocked it with his other arm.

"Whoo~"

The fang-faced man realized that the enemy was coming, and energy surged throughout his body.

"Go to hell!!"

Chen Jing chopped at the fang-faced man with both swords.

At the critical moment, the fang-faced man's body stiffened, as if he was petrified.

The two swords fell, making a crisp sound as if they were chopping on a hard stone sculpture.

The huge rebound force made Chen Jing's palm numb.

His hands were actually shaken up and the door opened wide!

At the same time, the "petrified" fang-faced man returned to normal.

"Hehe~" Looking at the enemy so close at hand, its pair of green eyes revealed a fierce gleam, and murderous intent was boiling!
Its arms were tied, but its head could be stretched forward.

Chen Jing's eyes widened with anger. He lay on his back and tried his best to dodge. He watched the fang-faced man raise his long fangs.
"Mea~~~"

The sound of sheep bleating suddenly arose!
It came from a house on the first floor, through the gap of the slightly open window.

"Well?"

The fang-faced man originally intended to stab forward, but at this moment he suddenly turned his head and looked to the right rear.

Behind the window, Lu Ran pressed the little cat on the windowsill with one hand and let it struggle wildly.

His eyes were lifeless as he stared at the fang-faced man from afar and spoke again:
"Bah."

"呲-"

A red glow appeared on the blade, and Chen Jing slashed with both swords, cutting across the neck of the fang-faced man.

A head wearing a bamboo hat flew high into the sky, shedding blood.

"Pfft~"

Before the head hit the ground, it and the headless body shattered into thick mist.

Some of the blood mixed in the rain also turned into wisps of mist.

It was like a very unreal nightmare.

"Boy!" Chen Jing looked at the house on the first floor from afar, looking at the figure standing behind the window, "Didn't I tell you to draw the curtains and hide?"

Lu Ran ignored him and called out softly: "Mee~"

This time, it is no longer a voice of mourning, but a genuine voice of compassion.

The tabby cat that was struggling frantically under his palm suddenly lost its hunting intent and calmed down immediately.

"Sorry." Lu Ran picked up the little raccoon again.

He imitated Jiang Ruyi and gently kissed the furry little head of the tabby cat.

But his eyes were still looking at the direction of the Red Scarf believer Chen Jing.

To be precise, I was looking at a ghost gradually floating towards me from that direction.

"hiss!"

"Hiss!!" The ghost of the fang-faced man struggled frantically.

Perhaps because it died too quickly, it did not feel any pain, but more anger and unwillingness.

However, no matter how unwilling it was, it could only float towards Lu Ran obediently.

Lu Ran's gloomy eyes, with endless suction power, sucked the struggling soul into his eyes.

"Meow~" the little tabby cat whimpered softly.

Although Lu Ran had covered its eyes, it did not prevent it from twisting in Lu Ran's arms, exposing its belly.

"Boy, if you don't listen, I'm going to deduct points from you!" Chen Jing walked over.

Lu Ran's cold and horizontal pupils were obviously ineffective against the brave Red Scarf believers.

Lu Ran: "Uncle, listen to my instructions. Don't be so reckless next time."

"Oh?" Chen Jing was stunned by the words.

"And more." Lu Ran slowly closed the window with one hand, a smile on his face, "You're welcome."

"What the hell?" Chen Jing was completely confused.

Not to mention being "educated", the key is that this kid
Is it so cool?

The Prisoner of Demons snorted coldly: "You are over thirty years old, but you are still living worse than a child."

Chen Jing didn't reply at all, but stepped forward directly: "No, I have to know his name!"

"Whoo~~~"

In the night sky, the sound of fluttering clothes could be heard, coming from far away.

The two Moon Watchers raised their heads and gazed at the night sky with alert expressions.

But then a slender figure in a yellow raincoat came towards the house on the first floor at a high speed.

"Ms. Deng?" The demon-prisoner believer obviously recognized the visitor.

Or rather, all the Moon Watchers in Yuxiang City knew the superior leaders sent by the Divine People Bureau of Yunshan City.

Deng Yuxiang ignored them completely.

She looked a little disheveled and pale, and fell heavily in front of the first-floor window.

"Snapped!"

Inside the house, Lu Ran turned his head suddenly.

I saw a slender white hand pressing on the window.

A familiar voice came: "Lu Ran!"

"Sister Yuxiang?" Lu Ran immediately turned around and opened the window.

A cold hand reached out and pressed on Lu Ran's head.

Deng Yuxiang raised her wet face, her eyes were red, and her voice was trembling:
"help me!"

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