Hearing this name, the Demon King slowed down a bit, as if thinking of something from the past.

Seeing that this was effective, Su Wencheng shouted excitedly.

"Su Su! She is your favorite woman and the eldest granddaughter-in-law of your old Qin family!"

"By the way, she gave you a lovely son! Qin Lan! Brother-in-law, think about your son, think about Qin Lan!"

"He is so cute. He is still in the Dragon Garden in Dragon City, waiting for you to come back!"

"Brother-in-law, little Qinlan can call daddy!"

Qin Lan?

In the dark, it seemed that an elf was approaching him. Qin Tian tilted his head and looked at the dark cloudy night sky, thinking about something.

"Miss Bai, hurry up!"

"Now that Qin Tian has walked out of the Ghost King's coverage area, he can no longer act as a demon and use your evil seal!"

The location near the lake is far away from the attic. Now, even if the Ghost King wants to become a demon, his blood butterflies, black evil needles and the like cannot reach it from such a long distance.

And as long as Qin Tian didn't fall, he and Chen Qing would never dare to go downstairs.

Bai He reacted and hurriedly used the evil seal again. Several evil seals exploded in front of him, and the pungent smell made Qin Tian fall into deep thought.

He raised his head and looked at the deep night sky, holding the blood knife in his hand. He looked so dazed and looked very strange.

Everyone's heart was in their throats.

Whether Qin Tian can wake up or not depends on this.

Whether they lived or died was in his mind.

In the silence, it seems that the beating of human heartbeats can be heard.

Qin Tian seemed to have remembered something, smiled slightly, turned his head, and wanted to say something. At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the attic in the distance.

It's like, a kid is crying.

The sun god was startled, and he stared at the ghost king above the attic, playing a piccolo.

The flute was black, but its shape was weird. It looked like it was made of a human bone.

The outside of the bones is painted with black paint.

"The ghost flute in the middle of the night, the devil awakens, the gods and ghosts appear, listen to my orders... Oh no! It's the ghost flute!"

Bai He's face changed drastically.

This is another magic weapon of the Ghost King, the Ghost Flute.

The sound of this flute is unpleasant, like a little devil crying at night. To ordinary people's ears, it is just uncomfortable. But to the ears of a person who has been bowed down, it is Sanskrit music.

Especially for people like Qin Tian who have been hit by blood drops and have been soaked in blood for such a long time.

After hearing this, he immediately returned to his crazy state. Everything about Su Su and Qin Lan was thrown out of the sky.

He gritted his teeth and strode over fiercely.

The Sun God, the Moon Girl and the Star Messenger were holding up their bodies to protect the people behind them.

Behind them are a dozen martial arts masters from the Dong family. Although they are still a fresh force, they did not suffer any outward harm tonight.

However, Qin Tian's violent and cruel killings caused harm to their hearts that would be difficult to heal in their lifetime.

At this moment, watching Qin Tian approaching, their eyes were full of fear, their whole bodies were shaking, and they could hardly even hold the knife.

The three most vulnerable people, Su Wencheng, Bai He and Dong Fangfang, were protected in the middle.

Although there were so many people around to protect them, they didn't even feel a sense of security.

They knew that these people around them were usually very strong and could play a big role. But tonight, under Qin Tian and the Demon Sword, they were equal to paper men.
Chapter completed!