Juan Fu held the Gurkha in both hands, and at the same time asked Wang Liding and Lin Ling to get ready, Wang Ling held the dagger in one hand and opened the door violently with the other.

When listening to Yang Ming's relay, they didn't have a too distinct concept of this kind of mutation after all, but when they saw Andrew, they realized that they were afraid that Na Malan was really just an ordinary person before he was infected.

Andrew's hands were tied behind him with a rope, and his legs were tightly tied together like a lobster. Andrew is awake, or rather, it should be said that he may never "wake up" again.

When he heard the door open, he looked up suddenly, his eyes flashing a blinding red, and he could no longer see any humanity. His body had turned completely black, his muscles had atrophied, and his skin had shriveled to the point where he was almost skinless, which had also caused the ropes that bound him to become somewhat loose.

Giggles...... He let out a strange roar in his throat, his mouth wide open, and his upper and lower teeth closed and opened quickly. It seems that he has taken four people as his prey.

"Fake, I'm afraid we're in the trap. Juan Fu suddenly stomped his foot angrily.

"There is no 24 hours at all, these guys are outcasts, their task is to bring us in, and then at this time Andrew will mutate, is it the real experimental reagent plan?" Wang Ling immediately figured out what Juan Fu meant.

"I'm afraid you have to apologize to Yang Ming. Juan Fu smiled helplessly, "Although he is very pitiful, we must not let him escape." With that, she carried Gurkha and stepped over, intending to end Andrew's life.

"Wait!" Wang Ling wanted to organize her, but she was a step too late, Juan Fu flew out with a muffled sound, mounted on the door of the house leading to the courtyard, smashed it, and fell into the courtyard, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Juan Fu!!" Wang Ling rushed out without thinking about it, Juan Fu rolled on the ground a few times, and he was still alive. wanted to get up, but after trying a few times, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out from his mouth, and Wang Ling hugged his shoulders so that he didn't fall.

Wang Ling...... Ahem...... You take advantage of people's danger to eat my tofu. ”

"When am I going to rely on it, can I stop taking off the line. ”

"It's okay, that guy is so ruthless, I was pushed by him with his head, and he has so much energy. You leave me alone, I can't die, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you this time, this guy is basically acting only on instinct now, I can't read his thoughts at all, be careful, don't get hurt. Juan Fu was helped by Wang Ling to lean against the wall and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After making sure that Juan Fu was indeed not in danger of life, Wang Ling quickly returned to the room, at this time Andrew was kneeling on the ground struggling, looking like a big bug, it was hard to imagine how he bounced up from the ground just now and flew Juan Fu headlong.

There was only one candle in the room, and only one knuckle was burning, when both doors were opened, and the flames of the wind jumped up and down, and the room was flickering and dark, and the vision was very poor.

"Let me do it, he's completely mutated anyway, so there's nothing to worry about. Wang Liding's fingertips jumped black silk threads, obviously he wanted to tear the space directly and send Andrew to God.

"No, I can't. Wang Ling cautiously touched into the room, picked up the Gurkha that Juan Fu had dropped on the ground, and waited for it with a half-squatting body.

"We're just guessing, we don't know what's going on, whether it's the Apostle of the Epidemic or not, we have to let those two old gangsters be sure. Wang Ling urged the soul seal dagger, wanting to leave Andrew's corpse, but at this time he could only hit it hard.

Andrew probably sensed that Wang Ling's comer was not good, and the gurgling roar became very rapid, and the rope that bound his arm seemed to be loosening.

There was no time to hesitate, Wang Ling held the dagger with his backhand, and the blade slashed at Andrew's neck, Andrew once said that he almost ignored the pain after mutation, so he had to use the safest method: cut off the head!

Even the dagger, which was very easy to cut the door pin, had a lot of resistance at this time, and Andrew's skin was almost as hard as an exoskeleton.

Death stimulated Andrew, he rolled to the side violently, Wang Ling's blade only cut into it for about two or three centimeters, and the black liquid gushed out, and there was a foul smell after falling to the ground.

Although he successfully injured him, Wang Ling couldn't relax at all, Andrew tossed like this, and the rope in his hand was finally successfully broken free by him, and the moment he landed, he jumped away quickly and hid in the corner of the room.

He was already covered in black, and he was almost invisible in the corner at this time, and he could only barely make out that there was something in the corner. With its terrifying speed, this made Wang Ling and them completely fall into passivity.

"Wang Ling!" Wang Liding was a little anxious, they almost couldn't see it clearly when Andrew attacked Juan Fu just now, in this situation of poor vision, Wang Ling couldn't win at all!

"No, wait, don't use the Rift against him until the last minute. Wang Ling held the dagger across his chest and slowly retreated to the position shrouded in candlelight, resisting Andrew's sudden attack.

Andrew wandered around the corner, the gurgling sound sounded creepy, Wang Ling couldn't see its movements clearly, he didn't know what this guy was doing, this guy was not as stupid as Wang Ling thought, it could even extinguish its red eyes.

"Andrew, Andrew?" Wang Ling called softly, testing whether this guy still had any memories of the past.

"Giggles?" Hearing the name, Andrew was obviously stunned for a moment, it tiptoed forward a little, but it was stimulated as soon as it appeared in the light of the candle, glared at Wang Ling and then retreated.

Wang Ling chuckled in his heart, this guy was only revealed after breaking free from the rope, he was already more like a reptile than a human. Occupies an area on all fours, crawls on the ground, and is unusually agile.

"Andrew, do you still know Yang Ming, that's your master. Wang Ling didn't give up, Andrew obviously still had a certain reaction to his name.

"Woo!" Andrew didn't seem to like Wang Ling communicating with him, the voice sounded like a guard dog whose territory had been violated, purring, if it was like this, then it would either bite or bark.

"Andrew, don't forget, Yang Ming is still waiting for you to go back, you can't control your mind by germs. ”

Giggles!

Wang Ling only saw a black shadow, and a shriveled and scorched black face and ...... had already appeared in front of him With the glistening claws, his nails were already several centimeters long, and the luster of metal could be faintly seen on them.

Wang Ling's heart is not good, if this claw goes down, then his head is estimated to be rotten. It's too late to hide, in a hurry, Wang Ling's heart is crossed, and he directly stabs the dagger at Andrew's face, if it continues to pounce, then the dagger must be eaten.

Although Andrew said that he was no longer human, his instinct was so sensitive and scary, and he had already made a trade-off in an instant, and in an almost impossible situation, he twisted in mid-air and dodged the dagger.

It's just that he plans to avoid his edge, but Wang Ling doesn't intend to let him go. Just as he landed, Wang Ling's hand swiped to the right, and the feeling of a blunt knife cutting the cowhide appeared again, and Andrew roared in a low voice, dodging back and forth in three or two, leaving a place of black blood.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. Wang Ling didn't intend to give him a chance to brew again, holding the Gurkha guard in front of him with his left hand, and stabbing at Andrew with a dagger in his right hand.

There was a black rumbling in the corner, and Wang Ling's vision was extremely poor, so he could only rely on intuition to determine Andrew's location. This time he pounced and almost hit the wall directly, Andrew wasn't here?

"On the head! on the head!" Wang Ling heard Wang Liding's shout, and hurriedly looked up, only to see Andrew hanging upside down on the beam, staring at himself with two blood-red eyes.

Andrew's mouth opened wide with the roar, and Wang Ling almost heard the sound of the skin at the corner of his mouth being torn apart. Andrew's foot kicked the beam, and with a claw of gravity, he grabbed Wang Ling's Tianling Gai.

This time it was too fast, too short, Wang Ling didn't have time to react at all, and he didn't even have time to raise the dagger in his hand to "strike backwards".

Damn, are you going to fold here today? Wang Ling felt bitter in his heart.

While!

A huge crash of gold and stone rang in my ears, almost like a Passat doing a crash test next to it. At the same time, he heard the voice of a girl crying out in pain.

Andrew jumped on the beam again, and the arm he had just swung out was obviously injured, and he bent over his chest and did not dare to move. Only then did Wang Ling realize that he didn't know when a faint layer of white gas appeared on his body, and it jingled when he touched it with his hand.

Wang Ling subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Ling, and sure enough, the latter's hand was facing him, and the fingertips of her five fingers were faintly extending several silk threads, and finally condensed on Wang Ling's body.

The last time I saw this scene, I saw it on Lin Ling during the bloodline test, it was her Divine Emperor who had no attack ability, but firmly occupied the high position of the Soul Oracle List—the existence that was said to be able to almost block the Divine Attack when it was used to the limit.

And Andrew, obviously far from having the ability to break it, but Lin Ling, like Wang Liding, is not so proficient in mastering the soul oracle, and her face is a little ugly, after all, applying this defensive ability to others is completely different from herself.

"I can only last a minute. Lin Ling's voice trembled a little.

"Wang Liding, tear a small hole on the top and force him down!" Wang Liding had already been unable to bear it anymore, and his fingertips slashed lightly towards the position above the beam.

A crack in the space of about one meter suddenly appeared above the beam, and the edge of the crack was very close to Andrew's back, and Andrew, who sensed the danger, immediately let go of his hand and fell from the beam, even so, his back was torn by the power of space.

Wang Ling's eyes were quick, and he directly met with two knives, and Andrew was also furious, he realized that Wang Ling was the most valuable guy, and pounced on him with a desperate posture.