Chapter 61: The Magical Cube Team

I don't know if the strength was too great, and the rope was broken. Banzhu flew like a cannonball to Xu Jiayan who was hanging in the air, and the kid was also clever, hugging her waist with his backhand, and the elastic silk thread wrapped around the two and smashed to the floor.

For a moment, the venue seemed to stand still, silent.

Click...

The subtle sound of wooden planks cracking resounded throughout the venue.

Yes...

Some of the spectators screamed, and the already crowded and disorderly venue was a mess. When Banzhu smashed to the floor, he wanted to keep an eye on it, but he stared at Xu Jiayan with round eyes and smiled proudly. I didn't expect that kid to be in better physical condition than himself. took advantage of Banzhu's distraction and changed directions, so naturally she became Xu Jiayan's backing.

The back arced on the ground, and the entwined people hit the pillars of the stage before stopping. The back is hot, and the bamboo violently unties the rope wrapped around the body, but unfortunately the limbs are soft, and it is useless to hold it for a long time.

"Hey, the little ghost is cheap enough, hurry up and untie this thing!" Banzhu was lying on the ground, the silk thread wrapped around their bodies Cheng Match turned, Xu Jiayan's head was facing her stomach, "Hey, hurry up, why didn't you react, you won't be killed, right?"

Madara twisted his body and rubbed his hand on his waist against the floor.

Xu Jiayan actually woke up much earlier than Banzhu, and he didn't faint at all. He was originally glad that he pulled this person as a backpad, but he didn't expect that she really didn't have any meat on her body, and she ate more than pigs. The violent impact made him feel bad, but because of the person he was holding, he always felt as if his big teeth were about to fall out, and the smell of blood in his mouth didn't ease up for a while.

Originally, I wanted to take a rest first, but the people under me were not honest and had been untangling the silk threads. But in vain, he still wanted to laugh at it. The man began to talk nonsense, and the worst thing was that his hand was injured in the impact, and she was still pressing hard to wipe it on the floor.

Xu Jiayan gasped in pain and almost didn't scream.

"Yo, it's not dead yet, hurry up and untie it. You kid took advantage of it, so you have to take some responsibility!"

Xu Jiayan didn't speak, he just wanted to untie it quickly and see if his hand could still be used.

The wiring time was a little boring, and the two of them changed positions and supported their waists. Xu Jiayan seemed to have a dagger in his hand, the blade rattled on the silk thread, Banzhu uncomfortably deflated his mouth, raised his head and looked into the distance.

The grandstand guests of the venue were chaotic, stampeding, noisy, and incessant. There was a clear groove on the left side of the stage, as if they had smashed it out, and the items hanging from the stands seemed to have been moved, leaving only some of the goods that had been sold piled up in the corner of the stage, and the blood flowing down the floor and into the low lying part of the stage.

The smell of blood in his nose became stronger and stronger, and Madara frowned.

"Okay, okay?" The voice was faint, without the banter of the past.

There was no answer, and the silk thread behind him broke with a bang. The tough silk thread runs through the exposed skin, cool and slippery. Just cut off one of the threads, and the thin threads wrapped around the body seemed to be lifeless, and the two broke free with a little force.

Xu Jiayan turned over and leaned against the pillar and did not speak. Madara's tense nerves relaxed and he lay on the floor.

The whole skirt hugged the back, as if lying on the water. She was a little uncomfortable and touched it with her backhand. Sticky, as if it were blood.

Most of the spectators at the venue were reduced, and there were no unusual sounds except for the occasional scream. It was the sound of dripping liquid, and she was close enough to hear it clearly.

Madara took a look, and most of the goods that were sold were hanging in the corner of the stage covered in blood, and one by one the platforms were dressed in new clothes. She was ready to get up, and she couldn't miss the opportunity to leave this place.

Suddenly, the platform moved, and she could clearly see it moving!

The originally boxy platform suddenly stood up. Two rows of dense tentacles grasped the ground, like a tube sticking out of the abdomen, sucking into the ground and quickly retreating. Where is the device for fixing the feet on the platform, it is clearly a row of sharp barbs, inserted into the feet of the goods.

"Ahh

Xu Jiayan covered Banzhu's mouth, gestured with one hand, let go of her, and leaned against the stage wall into the backstage. Xu Jiayan never thought that she didn't keep up, and after walking for a long time, she noticed that no one was talking behind her, and then she realized that the girl didn't follow at all. I wanted to go back and look for it, but I couldn't find my way back.

Madara watched him run away, hating himself for being weak. Trembling and looking around, I had to stay away from this amazing species!

Inadvertently, a pair of dark blue eyes were met, shining in the darkness, which clearly could not be human.

Swell...

Otherwise, human beings are the main force that creates miracles. Madara couldn't figure out where he had so much strength to dodge the first attack from the cube. Tumbling and falling on the edge of the stage, gulping for air.

"Huh, it's surprising that you're still alive!"

Someone was talking overhead, and Madara was staring at the square in front of him, not daring to be distracted at all.

Madara suddenly moved, and his emaciated body rolled to the other side of the stage. Just in time to see a masked man standing where she had just been, looking straight at her with bare eyes.

I'll go, why are there still people!

"Do you recognize me?" Although it was a questioning sentence, it had an affirmative tone, "I didn't expect you to recognize me, it's a baby, I want it!"

The way she spoke, as if saying that the weather was so good today, cut off her in a few words!

The three parties stood quietly. Except for the masked man's nonsense, nothing else spoke. The cube couldn't speak, and she was in too much pain, otherwise she would have to teach this person to be honest and honest.

Suddenly, the cube struck, but not at her. As if swearing sovereignty, he shook his tentacles in an instant, and slipped between Madara and the masked man, and shot without hesitation.

Lying on the edge, Banzhu saw the cube waving countless straws and fighting with the man in mid-air.

It's over, it's over, whoever wins, can only make snacks for themselves!

The tension reached its highest level as the first round of the cube and the masked man ended. The masked man suddenly turned his head to look at her, and Fu took the lead in attacking. That kind of fanatical eyes, her heartbeat seemed to stop in horror.

Madara walked towards the stands, wanting to shout. But my throat was dry and sore, and I was dumb, and I couldn't roar at all. She was a little helpless, this was the day to kill her!

The instep that had just been hit by the tentacle was hot, and the wind that occasionally blew was tickling. There is a feeling of life and gradual loss.

Got the wind?

The fight finally stopped, and the masked man emerged victorious unscathed. Madara took a look at the square that retreated to the side, it was really an embroidered pillow, and the key was quite ugly!

"Wait!" The masked man slowly walked towards her.

Waiting for your sister's urgency, Madara moved outward. The wind is blowing stronger and stronger, and even if she dies, she can't be cheap this pervert.

"Come catch me, dead rat!" Madara gestured at him and flipped off the stage.