The arrows were like meteors, cutting through the night and pointing directly to the heart of the black figure!

The figure could sense the danger behind him in a hurry, but when he saw the black flag in his hand swaying, his whole person turned into a series of flashing phantoms, instantly sliding about half a foot and jumping under the house.

The moment the figure fell, a clear shadow left on the wall reflected by the moonlight, and then disappeared behind the wall.

"Don't go!" Yan Yun escaped from death, so how could he let this "ghost" slip away? He clamped his legs and rushed forward.

Such a big noise woke up the stingy head, and he appeared at the door holding an oil lamp.

When the black figure rushed past the roof, the sparse yellow hairs on his scarred forehead stood up, dumbfounded, as if his soul was flying out of the sky.

"Ghost...there are ghosts--" Huoli shouted heart-wrenchingly, "Official, grab...the ghost--"

At this time, Yan Yun had already rode his horse to the place where the black figure disappeared. When he looked closely, he saw a dead end with three walls. In front of him was a high wall, with doors on both sides of the left and right walls, one connecting the main hall and the other connecting the main room. The door was closed, but the black figure seemed to have disappeared and saw nothing.

This is not normal!

Yan Yun clearly saw the black figure landing here, and he was chasing him very fast, so the other party could not disappear out of thin air!

If the black figure hid in any of the two doors, it would be impossible for him to hear a sound when opening and closing the wooden door.

It's still here!

Just under Yan Yun’s nose!

The reason why Yan Yun was so sure was that when he was in the Xiao Zhongnan Taoist Temple, the strange people Ji Zhao and Yuantai were responsible for treating the people who were seeking medical treatment at the gate of the mountain. In order to avoid scaring others, he used a trick of slut.

Yan Yun was fully focused, and his hands bent his bow and arrow were not relaxed for a moment. The arrow pointed his arms at any corner that might be hidden.

The cry of the stinger finally alarmed the inner corner of the room. The flint hit and a little dim light illuminated the window covered with yellow kraft paper.

Yan Yun took advantage of this glimmer of light and faintly saw that the side of the woodshed seemed even darker. The free bow and arrow suddenly stopped and shot out an arrow!

The clouds rolled, and the fog that turned into countless black tentacle-like fog feet suddenly dissipated. The arrow "doles" passed through the woodshed door, leaving a black hole.

Immediately afterwards, the disappearing fog feet gathered again, and a black figure hanging in the air was formed in the lightning, which had reached Yan Yun about five feet in front!

This time, Yan Yun finally saw clearly what this black figure was - a man wearing a big burqa, who only dug two holes on his face and exposed a pair of eyes.

This man was fast, Yan Yun was faster than him, and he was shot with an arrow and then shot a second arrow!

At such a close distance, the black figure could not avoid it, and was hit by a sharp arrow. The huge impact force hung it on the feather arrow and nailed it heavily to the wall of the high wall.

Although Yan Yun succeeded, he didn't say a word and drew out another feather arrow, taking the other person's head position, and completing the action in one go.

The black figure was anxious. When he shook the small black flag in his hand, it turned into countless fog again. He passed through the high wall, as if he wanted to escape, but he just continued to transform into fog and escaped. His speed seemed a little slower than before.

Yan Yun saw it in his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

Falling away!

Yan Yun pulled his bow with all his strength, and shot three arrows in a row according to the possible foothold of the black figure!

Then, he put his strong bow on the hook on the saddle, and at the same time, he lifted the iron spear that he hooked with his legs with his right hand, and drove the horse straight to the high wall repaired by mud bricks.

The arrow penetrated three transparent holes in the high wall. Yan Yun used the power of horse rush to stab the iron spear at the brick wall, and swept his arm across.

Wherever the iron spear passed, the mud bricks turned into powder, and the high walls collapsed with a bang and scattered on the ground.

The war horses jumped forward, and in a turmoil, they had already appeared in a courtyard.

Then, Yan Yun glanced out his eyes and saw no trace of the black figure.

At this moment, a fire shone out behind Yan Yun. Just where he stood, Yuri held a torch and chopped a hatchet in his hand, and came out from the corner.

Yan Yun Xing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt something was wrong, and shouted: "Go away!"

The sensual head was originally intended to help the fist, but when he heard this, he ran back.

At this moment, the roof tiles splashed, as if heavy objects shattered the roof and entered the room. Then, the screams of the couple from Li Zheng came, and the lights in the room instantly went out and returned to the darkness.

This so-called ghost is so cunning. It is actually a gambler!

It was too late for Yan Yun to save Li Zheng. If he broke into the door, the ghost would most likely use the moment he broke into the door to launch a surprise attack, which would be too risky.

"Ghosts aren't they? Do you dare to show up and fight next?" Yan Yun shouted.

"Hehe, haha..." A laugh came from the room, like the sound of a night owl, "It's just a mortal. If you hadn't been protected by treasures, you would have become a dead body..."

"If you don't have that little black flag in your hands, you'll have been suffocated!" Yan Yun replied.

"Hmph, your treasure is useless, right?" The ghost's voice drifted.

"Yes, you haven't come out to fight yet, when will you last?" Yan Yun actually admitted along the other party that the magic power contained in the tip had expired. He was not deceiving the other party, but the fact, because the tip on his chest no longer felt warm, which was no different from an ordinary object.

But the weak ones are real, and the real ones are empty. Yan Yun’s answer was so straightforward that the ghost did not dare to act rashly.

"Hmph, mortal, you are seeking death by yourself and will make you happy..."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Yan Yun's mind turned like lightning. The ghost relied on was the small black flag. The countless illusory and painful phantoms should have a great relationship with the black flag. However, after fighting with the ghost for several times, the ghost never summoned the phantoms that could imprison people again, which means that those phantoms had been wiped out by the golden light emitted by the secret bag!

In addition, the ghost abandoned Yan Yun and instead tried his best to attack the couple in Le Zheng, perhaps just to collect the dead souls.

This also shows three points. First, the ghost was injured. Second, the ghost's magical powers were not as strong as before due to insufficient souls. Third, the ghost was waiting for an opportunity.

"If you can't hide it, you're welcome!"

As soon as Yan Yun finished speaking, he inserted his iron spear into the ground, held a bow in his left hand, and quickly took off the arrow pouch hanging on the hip of the horse with his right hand and held it on his back. He jumped up, and his toes were at the end of the gun, and he flipped onto the roof.

Under the moonlight, within the Yanyun's vision, the four corners of the room revealed clear outlines.

Wu Litou stood at the platform where Yan Yun rested at night and looked down. As soon as he saw Yan Yun on the roof, he shouted: "Official, how are my uncle and grandma?"

"Don't make noise, leave quickly. If any fellow villagers come to hear the news, be sure to stop them and don't get close to here!"

Yan Yun did not respond positively to the inquiry about Lu Li Head, but the answer was equivalent to the answer.

"I'll go right away!" Wu Li's head wiped away his tears and shouted, "Official, help me avenge me, my uncle..."

"Don't get close to this house, take a detour!" Yan Yun reminded.

The stingy head nodded heavily, walked around the vegetable bed, and ran to the door of the neighbor's house that was the first to light up the lights.
Chapter completed!