Bachi, you really make me feel sick.

Looking at the eight-foot woman in front of him, Qin Jue's expression was different from everyone else's, and could even be called abnormal. The corners of his mouth were raised to the extreme, revealing his pale teeth, and his eyes were widened with excitement. It looked like he was just More like a trick.

"Mother!"

Suddenly a miserable wailing sound sounded.

It was the eight-foot-old woman who pinched the girl in the white skirt with her palm. As the gray-white palm with exposed veins exerted force, a heart-breaking bone breaking sound was heard, and a large amount of blood and bones rushed out from the seam of the palm.

Qin Jue saw a round object falling in front of him. He stretched out his hand to catch it, and when he looked down, he found that it was the head of the girl in the white skirt.

When the eight-foot woman grabbed the girl in the white skirt, she clamped the girl's head in the white skirt between her index and middle fingers, so when the two fingers came together, the head of the girl in the white skirt was pinched off.

But at this moment, this head was full of pain, looking at Qin Jue with tears in his eyes, his innocent eyes filled with rivers of pleading and longing.

Qin Jue held the head with one hand and covered his face with the other, laughing uncontrollably.

When the nearby Qin family disciples saw this strange scene, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Why does Brother Qin Jue, who is laughing while holding a human head, look more like Gui?

At this time, the eight-foot woman had already stuffed the girl's crushed body into the rag doll. The rag doll's empty belly suddenly bulged, but the head was still soft.

Then the eight-foot woman's eyes began to look at Qin Jue.

To be precise, it was the head in Qin Jue's arms.

"Hahahahahaha!" Qin Jue spread his fingers, and a pair of sinister eyes burst out with extreme light!

"When an ordinary person encounters a trick for the first time, it basically has no level. The first level is rare, and the second level is extremely rare."

"I didn't expect that I had just hunted a starving ghost with my front legs, and then I turned around and met you."

"Urban legend about the eight-foot-old girl."

"She's not an eight-foot girl in the traditional sense."

Qin Jue gently placed the girl's head on the ground, holding the Dragon Scale Tang Dao in both hands, lowering his head slightly, moving forward instead of retreating, walking towards the eight-foot woman step by step.

Suddenly he looked up, and the smile on his lips was a cruel smile!

"My sister is carrying a doll on her back, what does it have to do with you?"

"Do you need to mind your own business here?"

The roar echoed throughout the Qin family's ancestral home.

The ancestral home of the Qin family is located in the busiest street in Jiangcheng, surrounded by wealthy families.

Not far away is a very bustling pedestrian street with countless businesses.

But at this time, the neighborhood was eerily silent.

It stands to reason that at the very least, there should be cries and sirens.

But since the appearance of the eight-foot woman, all unnecessary sounds have disappeared.

Even though Qin Jue roared like this, it didn't cause any movement.

Of course, Qin Jue didn't care, he just raised the Dragon Scale Tang Sword, smiled cruelly, and laughed.

"You fucking deserve to die!"

"My mother is dead, and you still want to turn her into a doll!"

"Bachi, your twisted appearance really gives me... the pleasure of hunting!"

The Dragon Scale Tang Sword was slashed close to the ground, and Qin Jue was like a top on the ground.

Level 2 weirdness, the urban legend of the Eight-foot Lady.

When hunting humans, they usually grab them with their long arms and tear them into pieces.

The strength of his arms is terrifying, but the strength of his legs is weak.

"Attack its weakness and cut off its foundation!"

Ba Chi was obviously panicked, and his huge body tried to avoid Qin Jue's knife.

But the light of the sword flashed, and a pair of severed legs flew out from the blood. Bachi also fell to the ground, lying in a pool of blood, roaring and waving with a pair of nails covered with sharp blades, and kept crawling towards Qin Jue.

Qin Jue's posture is still that of charging close to the ground. His left leg is bent to support his hip, and his right leg is swept out to establish a support point. His body is stretched forward as much as possible and is almost parallel to the ground. The two dragon-scale Tang knives are blocked by his arms. Form a cross and hold it in front of you.

This is the most extreme attack in the next three sets!

It is similar to the ancient Yingzhou sword-drawing technique.

But Qin Jue's sword-drawing attack was even more fierce and fierce!

He stood up slowly, put away his swords, and looked slightly sideways.

Bachi roared and crawled towards him, his broken lower body dragging long bloody traces on the ground.

Qin Jue put away the knife, turned around and picked up the head of the girl in the white skirt, and held it tenderly in his arms, letting her witness the tragic situation of Ba Chi with him. He lowered his eyes, seemingly without joy or sorrow, but like a Bodhisattva, he said softly: "It hurts a little bit, but the world is purgatory, and evil spirits are everywhere. If you are willing, I can accept you. You can chase butterflies wantonly by the flowers on the other side. You are my favorite on the Naihe Bridge. Even if you go to the judge of the underworld, I will also let you have your own new happiness..."

Qin Jue said softly.

Even though the girl in the white skirt's head is already freezing.

Those big innocent eyes were stiff with blood.

This scene kept making the Qin family disciples around them shudder.

"Brother Qin Jue? Are you okay?" Qin Feng asked hesitantly while straightening his hair.

Qin Jue gently put his index finger to his lips and let out a soft "shhhh".

The next moment, the Qin family's children all widened their eyes and saw an unbelievable scene.

The head of the girl in the white dress in Qin Jue's arms deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a punctured balloon. The skin, skull, and teeth all deflated, as if all the essence had been lost, leaving only A pile of debris.

Qin Jue threw away the head and looked down, only to see a faint pattern on his chest, from the collarbone to the Naihe Bridge on the abdomen. Looking carefully, the pattern was like a cheering, endless Carefree little girl.

"Buzz!"

With the appearance of this pattern, Qin Jue suddenly let out a muffled groan.

In the section of Naihe Bridge on the chest, the bull-headed and horse-faced faces urging the souls of the dead glowed faintly.

Then, two vague black figures appeared vaguely behind Qin Jue.

But it soon disappeared again.

Qin Jue knew that this was a sign that the girl in the eight-foot and white skirt had too much cunning energy, which was enough to withstand seven or eight starving cunning spirits. This caused her own cunning energy to increase dramatically, and she was getting closer to awakening.

Not in a hurry.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl chasing butterflies on the Naihe Bridge, and touched her gently, as if it was a caress. Then all the Qin family members heard a deep sigh from the mouth of this decisive butcher. .

Sighing is more like regret and helplessness.

"Qin Jue, brother Qin Jue?" Qin Feng couldn't help but ask: "What on earth is going on?"

Qin Jue looked back: "Have you ever heard of the story of my sister carrying a doll and the urban legend of the Eight-foot Lady?"

"This..." Qin Feng was speechless.

The Qin family are all decent people, who would listen to these feudal superstitious stories?

"I know!" A girl raised her hand excitedly, but then quickly put her hand down as if she had a guilty conscience.

That was a child of the Qin family, Qin Jue's cousin Qin Xiaowen, a pink and cute high school girl.Obviously, Qin Xiaowen secretly paid attention to these feudal superstitions against his parents' wishes.