Unlike the previous warm wind, the oncoming wind was obviously aggressive, hitting Madara Bamboo in the face. Looking at the stone wall, bare, did she really choose the right path?

Just now she circled the beetle, and animals are naturally inclined to take advantage and avoid harm. Madara chose a direction that the Beetle was obviously afraid of, and it should be right.

But this road, except for the black mist that gathered at the entrance, there was nothing on the whole path except the wind.

"It's such a strong wind, I can't keep it if I want to!" Banzhu held on to the stone wall, and she had to bend down in the cramped passage, "There are so many tunnels, don't you like to make holes?"

Suddenly, she stood in place, stopped her advance, and held the dagger that the rabbit had given her. She wouldn't be so unlucky, she knew that if she stayed on the Beetle honestly, maybe she wouldn't have this garbage.

She stared ahead, back down with the wind. Damn it, I forgot about it, the injured fighter was more afraid of it than the black fog.

"Well, you found out?"

Madara raised his head suddenly, leaning against the vigilant front of the stone wall.

In the strong incense wind, a person walked out of the dim path. Wearing a colorless mask, the exposed eyes are tingle red, and they are charming: "You are a guest when you enter the door, how can you not rest?"

The person who was obviously far away just now suddenly appeared behind Madara. His head rested on her shoulder, so close that Madara could even smell his breath. She was uncomfortable in the mask, crooked her neck, wrapped her cold arms around her waist, and tightened it: "Don't move!"

Banzhu hurriedly nodded, patted the hand on his waist, and the strength on his waist gradually weakened. She only hated herself for being too thin, if she was a big man, if she could see that the pervert could cure her, she would crush him to death in minutes.

"Isn't it uncomfortable, your heart is beating so fast!" the person put his hand on her chest, and the powerful heartbeat sounded not to mention him, and Madara felt that his heart was about to jump out.

"Why don't you speak, remember you talk a lot?"

The heat brushed the tips of his ears, and Banzhu rubbed on the mask with a little itch: "Big brother, just talk, stay away from me, it's itchy!"

"Hahaha..."Xu was her movements that pleased him, and the man suddenly laughed. Immediately on his back, Madara could feel the vibration of the abdominal cavity of the person behind him.

You won't be a fool again, laughing fart!

"You're so funny, it looks like I really have to leave you behind!" the man smiled, and the hand on his chest ran down her body, "Now, do you want to..."

"I want it, I want your rat life, go and die!"

The dagger hidden in the arm, slicing away the hand that was holding. The whole person pressed backwards. It's a pity that she didn't hit anyone, but rushed into the stone wall, and she grinned in pain. Come to think of it, all the wounds on my back must have been cracked!

"Why are you so anxious, throw yourself into your arms!" she held into a cold body, "You are really fragrant, so strange, is it because of blood?" The person behind him, his arm wiped the blood along his back, leaned over and sniffed.

The rat demon suddenly threw her to the ground and disappeared in place. I'll go, what's going on?

Such an opportunity is not to be missed. The wind in the aisle gradually subsided, and the black fog that gathered at the intersection encroached on. Banzhu stood in place and looked at the cave, forget it, withdraw, it's not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years! Next time, next time I will definitely clean up this rat demon!

Madara stood at the entrance of the cave, having lost his bearings. Anyway, no matter where you go, it's a hundred times stronger than this hole. Since you promised the fighters, you have to fulfill your promise and take it away.

She chose a random direction and jumped in, and the wind behind her seemed to have found a target, following her pace, rushing towards her impatiently. Madara Zhu tirelessly ran in the black fog without knowing the direction, and the two sides of the confrontation in the distance. When I looked at the place that was gradually revealing its original appearance, I was amazed.

The old woman found that there were fewer and fewer black-robed shadows behind her, and she was a little anxious. Looking at the man in the black mist with resentful eyes, he suddenly gave an order. The black-robed Shadow Warrior frantically attacked the person on the other side, while she raised her sword and slashed at the Black Mist.

If you want to say that the biggest advantage of Banzhu is its natural alertness. Although he failed to get her out of danger every time, it was already the greatest luck to be able to avoid the fatal blow.

With a sudden palpitation, Madara stopped moving forward and stood in place, looking around.

The place filled with black fog gradually revealed its original appearance at this time. The thin land is littered with rocks, which may also be related to her indiscriminate sucking. The only remaining plants were all dropped everywhere. There were still some unknown scraps floating in the air.

A nervous breath spreads in the breeze, and a faint aroma wafts in.

Madara clenched the dagger in his hand, took a stance, and retreated against the wind.

"Little customer, it's really harmful, it's ruined my treasure land, and I want to escape!"

There was the sound of a knife breaking through the air behind him, and Madara rolled on the spot, holding his body on one leg. His eyes were fixed on the front, the dagger was changed to his other hand, the blood dripping down his shoulders stained the entire skirt red, and the instep felt a faint temperature.

God, if you go on like this, you have to be anemic.

"Stand back!" a huge dog suddenly sprang out from behind her, blocking her way.

Whoa...

The red eyes stared straight ahead, and if it weren't for the trembling legs, Madara would definitely be moved.

I'll go, this little demon actually came to save her at this time. As his consciousness gradually distracted, Madara lay on the ground and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but in her last impression, she only remembered that there was also a sky in that place, hidden behind the black fog, a faint blue.

Goo-goo...

Madara got out of bed and floated into the kitchen. She woke up in the middle of the night, and if she wasn't too hungry, she wouldn't have left the bed. I used to be sloppy, but now I know that the bed is so comfortable!

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift!

Chewing on bread and swallowing a sip of water. I turned around and found the rabbit in the living room, as if watching TV.

"Brother Rabbit, what about Auntie and Uncle Li, aren't you there yet?" Banzhu grabbed a bunch of snacks and sat down next to the sofa.

"No, I'm still taking care of Uncle Gu in the hospital!"

"Wow, how long has it been, how many days? Good uncle, this is not light!"

.......

"Brother Rabbit, what day of the week is today!" Madara suddenly jumped in front of the rabbit, "Wow, what should I do!"

"On Saturday, I've taken a leave of absence!"

"Really?"

"Hmm... What's the reason?"

"Visit Uncle!"

"Is this okay?" Madara took apart the chocolate and handed it over, "What about the three people in our class, it's pitiful, what's the matter?"

"It's in the arcade!"

"Well, you're really smart, those people look like you, don't say they look like each other!"

If you want to say that Zhou Xu and a few people are really unlucky, they are already injured. After curling up in the game hall all night, it was really uncomfortable to wake up! A few people helped them to just walk out of the game hall, and they saw a familiar figure, and they were almost frightened and fainted.

Wu Long and Zheng Zhi, one follows his grandmother and the other is an orphan, and no one will look for them at all. Zhou Xu is different, both parents are decent people. Children in the rebellious period always have some inexplicable ideas, and Aunt Zhou, as a teacher, has long given up on him.

But this time, I missed school for 4 days without making a sound. When I received the news of Zhou Xu, I had already prepared 108 sets of stick methods. Later, Madara hadn't seen the three of them for a long time, so he naturally forgot about it later.

The main thing is that she has encountered new troubles, what the hell is this tablemate?