Xiao Leng was worried that Ji Wenkang would bring people over, so he drove away the bunch of miasma people like ducks.

They made their way to the more remote mountain paths.

The miasma man is very leisurely, and Xiao Leng is not in a hurry.

Wei Pujue was very interested in the artistic act of chasing ducks, and insisted on following it.

"Why are they so obedient?"

Wei Pujue looked at the miasma in front of him who was obediently walking forward together, and was a little surprised.

Xiao Leng looked at the thin poles and explained to Wei Pujue: "They are not puppets, they are also self-conscious. ”

They also didn't want to be exposed to the public, or they could drown them with a single spittle.

But when she finished, she immediately shut up.

She ignored something just now, anyway, Wei Pujue still has amnesia, wouldn't it be in vain to explain now.

The miasma man moves very freely at this time, is not stiff, and is an extremely well-organized team, neat and quiet.

Xiao Leng had heard them speak before and knew that they were not dumb.

But this time they were all silent, but their thoughts were the same.

She didn't see the person leading the group, but the miasma was walking in the same direction.

Now it seems that it is not them chasing ducks, but miasma people walking their dogs.

A bunch of people walked all the way in harmony and order.

About half an hour later, the miasma man stopped first, and then turned around and faced Xiao Leng and them again.

Wei Pujue's nervous mood had completely dissipated during the walking.

Why? They're like a tour group, strangers to each other but with the same purpose.

"We're here for revenge. ”

"You broke our three brothers. ”

"There is also the younger brother and the second brother who was the first to be transformed. ”

"We're already strong. ”

"It's hard to deal with you alone, but we're outnumbered. ”

"Our target this time is only you. ”

"The brother next to you can leave first. ”

"Because the next battlefield was a bit tragic. ”

"We have a good chemistry and put together like a fly swatter. ”

"No fly can escape us intact. ”

Good guys, the first row of ten miasma people one by one, do not fight or grab, very smooth.

You can also scare people.

It's a lot of fun!

Wei Pujue also looked at them with interest, "Do you have a chip in your body?"

"We didn't welcome... No comment. Fifty miasma men spoke in unison.

This is really the most harmonious and calm battle shout Wei Pujue has ever experienced.

Xiao Leng still tried to persuade Wei Pujue away, but he always felt that he would get in the way, which was an intuition!

"Do you want to leave first?"

Wei Pujue smiled: "No one takes me, I don't remember the way." ”

The two miasma people on the right in the front suddenly started to chirp as well, "They didn't take us seriously. ”

"Even if it is a woman, the man deliberately ignores and despises us. ”

"Either kill him too. ”

"I like it very much. ”

"Then let's solve it quickly, it's too late to go back, and there will be no miasma to eat. ”

"Uh-huh. ”

The voice of the two people muttering was not too much, and Wei Pujue's head was full of black lines.

The battle was about to break out, and the rest of the people surrounded Xiao Leng one after another, while the two miasma people on the right walked towards Wei Pujue step by step.

Talk while walking.

"Is it really good for us to be like this? Are we straying from the big army?"

"It's okay, bring this back to make a big transformation, and we will have an extra generation in the team. We are also considered old-seniority, so we don't need to be sent out in the future, we can leave our posts and retire. ”

"You're such a clever ghost. ”

In fact, the first generations of miasma people were the worst, because they had no experience in transformation, so they could only rely on their own exploration.

With the increase in the number of times, it is often more flexible and more thorough to use miasma.

At this time, Xiao Leng, who was surrounded by miasma people, also discovered this.

Miasma is faster and more powerful.

They are like inlaid with invulnerable chain mail on the surface of their bodies, Xiao Leng's hand-to-hand combat does not have any advantage, and even the aura is not easy to cut off their bodies.

However, they are not flexible enough.

The miasma people wanted to solve Xiao Leng as soon as possible, and they flocked to it.

And the ground is like that, Xiao Leng is so short, it is inevitable that there will be a tragic incident of people hitting and rao.

Bang Bang -

Xiao Leng's temples jumped.

Are they dealing with themselves, or are they killing each other under the pretext of dealing with themselves?

It's confusing.

Xiao Leng seemed to be cutting straw with a rusty blunt sickle, she gradually became irritable, and finally muttered about it in her heart.

Isn't it good to be honest with your miasma?

For you to eat, for you to drink, are you too lonely?

Engage so many of the same kind out!

The main reason is that I haven't seen a few women in these same kinds!

When Xiao Leng carried out a large-scale release of aura on the earth, the aura exposed to the outside world would cause suppression.

Xiao Leng didn't fight happily, so next time he would bring the Blood Burning Clan and them over.

Just as she was thinking like this, she suddenly heard Wei Pujue's muffled hum not far away.

She directly kicked the miasma man in front of her, and when her vision was unobstructed, she saw that the situation on Wei Pujue's side was extremely bleak.

The fabric on his chest had been torn into strips, and his pale gray T-shirt was stained with blood.

Xiao Leng teleported over with a calm face, and caught Wei Pujue, who was shaking his body violently.

He could barely stand on his feet just now, and the bruises that erupted from his arms showed his struggle.

But the wound on his chest was too severe, and as soon as he moved, strands of blood came out of the wound.

Because of excessive blood loss, Wei Pujue fainted, and then fell on Xiao Leng.

Xiao Leng looked at the miasma man standing in front of her, blood was dripping from the miasma's sharp nails.

After receiving Xiao Leng's fierce and fierce eyes, the miasma couldn't help but take a step back.

Somewhat innocently, he put his hands behind his back.

Ah, although they didn't do anything to him before, didn't they regret it afterwards?

This should be regarded as a preparatory shot for them, reminding them, then they must not be able to release water during the fight!

Alas, don't stare at me like that, alas, don't stand and watch the show around you, alas, alas,!

How did the woman fall!

, how can anyone still touch porcelain and touch miasma people, are they so kind?

Just a few dozen seconds ago, Wei Pujue's blood was still not stopping, and blood droplets kept smashing on Xiao Leng's body, and Xiao Leng's hand covered his wound.

Fortunately, the miasma man always remembers that he can't be transformed.

So there is no remnant of miasma in Wei Pujue's wound, she was just about to use aura to repair Wei Pujue's wound, but she didn't expect the previous situation to happen again!

The aura in Xiao Leng's body drilled into Wei Pujue's body one by one, like a fish entering water, like a bird flying.

She stared at Wei Pujue's face that was gradually becoming ruddy, gritted her teeth and secretly said that her intuition was indeed right!

In a moment, Xiao Leng fell heavily to the ground.

This time, she really didn't have any aura left for her, and Xiao Leng fainted directly.

The sound of Xiao Leng falling seemed to have smashed on Wei Pujue's heart, he endured the pain and leaned to the side, so as not to fall on Xiao Leng and worsen the situation.

Wei Pujue's mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't help falling into a stupor.