Seeing that Dong Mingshu was dizzy, Zhao Jiang immediately made a decision and said in a deep voice: "Huzi, back to back! You fight here, there are few ghosts here, and there are many ghosts over there, leave it to me, it's proper!"

"Okay, Brother Jiang, don't worry, it's all right here!" Li Hu continued to strafe the coffin on the left. The marksmanship is good, and he usually stays in the shooting gallery.

Zhao Jiang swept the coffin forest on the right, calm and calm, and a bullet and a black ghost exploded into smoke.

As he fought, he roared arrogantly: "Come on, ghost, look at the good use of swords and guns, or Wu Xiu's kind of Yin Yang Dao technique!"

Among the two is Dong Mingshu, who is well protected.

Even if there are more and more black shadows in the coffin forest on both sides, and there are tree coffins in the distance that are still exploding, more dark ghosts are surging towards this side, surrounded in all directions, the two of them are also fierce and brave, and they will not fall into the wind for a while, and they will resist it to death.

But the reality is ......

Dong Mingshu really collapsed, but she didn't faint at all.

Her fainting was just the fainting in the eyes of Zhao Jiang and Li Hu, in fact, she was awake and screamed: "What are you two doing? Who recruited you?"

"What the hell is there? Stop! Stop!"

"Stop ......"

“......”

Her words are not good, they don't work.

I don't know what's going on, Zhao Jiang and Li Hu followed as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, and shot at the coffin in the coffin.

The coffin was blown up, and the bones inside were blown into slag and flew everywhere.

The dead branches of the coffin tree were also broken and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The two also sandwiched Dong Mingshu in the middle, changed the magazine from time to time, and took out bullets from her tactical backpack.

They were also shooting in all directions, and the trees in the forest were broken and fell.

Dong Mingshu's words, they turned a deaf ear, as if they couldn't hear it at all, and they beat their personalities, their eyes were blood-red, and their faces were deformed.

The bullet casings exploded and smashed into Dong Mingshu's tactical helmet, with a ding-dong sound.

Soon, Zhao Jiang shouted: "Huzi, it's no good, there are too many ghosts!"

"Take the eldest lady and retreat to Wu Xiu's side, I'll break off!"

"The eldest lady must be sent to Wu Xiu's side safely! With me, you can rest assured!"

After speaking, he pulled Dong Mingshu's backpack and put it on himself, skillfully changing the magazine.

Li Hu dragged Dong Mingshu up, opened the mountain knife and opened the way, and ran frantically in the direction of Wu Xiu's positioning, not forgetting to shout: "Brother Xiu, help, heaven spirit, earth spirit spirit......"

Miss Dong was almost mad, crying and laughing, and shouted: "Are you really hitting a ghost......? Big Tiger, let go of me, let go of me! I can go by myself!"

Li Hu's strength is infinite at this time, and all his potential is forced out.

dragged Dong Mingshu and went crazy all the way.

If it weren't for the fact that the tactical suit on his body was very flexible and the wild thorns couldn't be pierced, Dong Mingshu felt that his whole body would be rubbed with countless scars.

Li Hu's face was bruised, bloody, and crazy, and he kept rushing towards Wu Xiu, still screaming wildly: "Brother Xiu, we are here! I hope to catch up, you come to help, I believe you......"

Dong Mingshu also took care of her face, and put down the protective glass on the tactical helmet, otherwise, she would definitely be scratched on her face by the tree forest wood and thorns, which would have to be disfigured.

Damn primeval forest, it's too hard to walk!

Behind him, Zhao Jiang went crazy. That combat posture, saying that he has never been a special soldier, the ghost doesn't believe it!

He fought and retreated, and he retreated quite quickly, closely following Li Hu and Dong Mingshu.

All the way back, the trees, flowers and plants along the way suffered, and everywhere the trees fell, and the weeds and wild fruits burst into pulp, raising pieces of mist.

The bullets ran out, Zhao Jiang pulled out the mountain knife and did it directly!

In his eyes, it was the humanoid ghost in the old coffin, and it had to be exploded.

In Dong Mingshu's eyes, this Zhao zombie makes people want to laugh but can't laugh, chopping trees, chopping stones, slashing and kicking, smashing with fists, fierce and fierce.

As he did it, he shouted: "In the primeval forest, Lao Tzu is king! The fist is the last word! Lao Tzu said that knives and guns are good!"

"It's really good!"

"Good!"

“......”

He actually used strong force to open a wide road behind Dong Mingshu and Li Hu.

Dong Mingshu was really speechless, if it went on like this, if Zhao Jiang didn't die of exhaustion, this part of the way back would be much easier.

After this chaos, it is finally coming to an end.

After Li Hu pulled Dong Mingshu through a low bush, there was a canyon in front of him.

The canyon is not long, about 200 meters, and it is meandering.

After the two rushed over, they saw that there was no rain here, the moon was dark and the stars were sparse, the light was fine, and there was a slightly gloomy and miserable atmosphere.

A towering tree that grows in the heart of a valley filled with strange moire black stones.

This tree is extremely thick, and even a dozen people holding hands can't hold it.

The entire canopy of trees covers almost the entire valley.

Under the tree, it was Wu Xiu who was sitting cross-legged.

On the black tattered Taoist robe, there is a shining gold silk gossip pattern.

His medium-long hair was scattered, his face was pale, there was no blood at all, and there were some undried blood stains at the corners of his mouth.

He closed his eyes and ignored everything.

The hem of his robe forms a gossip shape on the ground, which is extremely exquisite. His body is the hexagram heart.

In front of him, an ancient ruler-length knife pierced the ground.

With the short knife as the center, the wood less than a foot long around it is arranged into a small innate Bagua array around the knife body.

All the wood was carved with a lot of pale golden runes, and it seemed that it was still shining with a faint light.

In this periphery, there are eight stones weighing 100 catties, and there are blood-colored runes on the stones, which in turn form an innate gossip, enclosing Wu Xiu and the knife into two inner gossip.

This person, a knife and a stone formed the three gossip formations inside and outside, filled with an inexplicably powerful aura, which made Dong Mingshu's heart inexplicably shocked.

Damn Mad Dog Show, he's really a decent Taoist gentleman!

Li Hu was exhausted, and pulled Dong Mingshu to run wildly for the last time, screaming like chicken blood in his mouth: "Brother Xiu, we are here! I brought my favorite cousin and favorite person to you, not dishonoring the mission, not dishonoring the mission, haha!"

Laughing twice, he fell to the ground, less than ten meters away from the gossip.

A dog gnawed mud, his bloody face plunged into a field of weeds, and he didn't wake up.

Dong Mingshu was almost pulled to the ground by him, and she was anxious and angry!

What kind of madness did Li Hu make, he actually said that his favorite cousin loved the most......

Fortunately, Wu Xiu closed her eyes and didn't seem to hear it.

Dong Mingshu stood there, there were countless straw slurry and muddy water on the tactical suit, and it was already drenched in sweat.

In his ears, there was a crazy roar: "Damn, kill you ghosts and monsters!"

Dong Mingshu couldn't cry or laugh, and turned his head to look.

At the mouth of the canyon in the first line of heaven, Zhao Jiang's fists were already cracked and bloody, his combat boots were broken, and his toes were bleeding.

An incomparably sharp mountain knife has long been rolled up and broken.

His eyes were as red as a demon, and he was frantically chopping the rocks at the mouth of the first line of heaven, chopping and kicking, and the blood was splashed with broken combat boots.

Dong Mingshu was really fed up and screamed: "Zhao Zombie, don't go crazy, I've already seen Wu Xiu, he's here!"

Zhao Jiang's tall and slender body was shocked, and he turned his head to look at Wu Xiu.

He raised the mutilated mountain opener in his right hand, waved his left fist bloodily, and said with a smile: "Haha...... Wu Xiu, my knife is easy to use, easy to use...... Uh......"

With a stiff smile and staring eyes, he fell to the ground as if he had fallen into an evil spirit.

The knife slammed into a stone, bounced up with a bang, and then landed in a crack in the stone not far from him.

It's so tiring...... So hit the streets......

The valley was suddenly quiet.

Under the gloomy night sky, Li Hu and Zhao Jiang fell to the ground, and their headlamps were still on.

The smell of blood on their bodies gradually dissipated.

The giant tree, the three gossip inside and outside the tree, and Wu Xiu, whose face was as pale as paper sitting cross-legged, formed a strange picture, which made the tired lady of the Dong family who was completely awake confused.

In the ancient primeval forest, there was not even a trace of wind, and it was terrifyingly quiet, as if she was a living thing.

Dong Mingshu couldn't help but feel fear in the bottom of his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Wu Xiu, I'm here, how do you want me to help you? Open your eyes and look at me! Are you dead? You speak!"

Her tears of horror still flowed out......