Wu Zheng wanted to complain, but his stomach was already screaming out of nowhere. However, this old man has already done his duty, and he has no obligation to prepare meals for Wu Zheng and the three of them. Wu Zheng sighed, and said in his heart that he was going to be hungry again.

The old man's house was not very large, or rather very small. The old man set aside a small room for the three of them to rest at night.

There is no so-called bed in the room, only a kang made of mud and masonry. There is still some thatch on the kang, and there are no quilt pillows. The kang was cold, apparently there was no firewood. The playboy touched the cold kang head with his hand, and the soil on it was still a little slag.

How do you sleep with this?, this question popped up in the dandy's head. Sleeping here feels no different than sleeping in the wilderness. But it's better than nothing, and it's better to sleep in a house than in the wild. Thinking about it this way, the playboy feels much more relaxed.

The room is not very well lit, and closing the door is like a secret room. However, it cannot be said that there is no light at all, because there are still some holes in the wall that can let in a little light.

Luochen obviously disliked the kang and didn't want to go up to sleep. At this time, Wu Zheng remembered that this thing has a habit of cleanliness. No wonder this guy has never been close to him, it turns out that he dislikes himself.

The playboy sat on the kang, cross-legged, like a big Buddha. He was thinking, he felt that something must happen in the evening. The playboy's character is actually quite owed, and he wants to join in the fun of everything. He really has to take care of today's affairs.

Luochen had no intention of sleeping, and began to stare at the wall in a daze by himself. Occasionally, Luochen would look elsewhere, but that grim face never changed.

Wu Zheng felt that he was quite normal in this room. Wu Zheng didn't care, he was going to sleep a lot anyway. When you fall asleep, you won't be hungry. So, Wu Zheng went directly to the kang, although it was a little cold and a little panicked, but it was very comfortable. Lying on your stomach, sleeping on your stomach, this posture is still relatively strong.

The playboy glanced at Wu Zheng, and moved back with some disgust, I don't know if it was because he was scared by Wu Zheng.

The sky gradually darkened, and the house fell into darkness, and Wu Zheng was already asleep unconscious at this time. The snoring, as if no one knew he was alive, was earth-shattering.

The playboy frowned, not dissatisfied with Wu Zheng's snoring, nor dissatisfied with his saliva, but thinking about what would happen this night. So far, it's been quiet, no different from the night in other places.

Could it be that you were deceived by the old man? It doesn't seem to be a lie, they just tell you not to go out and walk around at night. Maybe it's because the playboy thinks too much, the customs here are like this? It's unlikely, the playboy always feels that there is something wrong with this.

The dust was clubbing on the ground, hidden in the corner uh in the darkness. If you don't look closely, you really don't know that there is such a person in the house. Suddenly, Luochen said in a deep voice: "It's coming." ”

In an instant, the playboy also opened his eyes. He could feel it, too, and something was approaching. Faintly, there seemed to be a noise. But the sound is too small to be heard. Helplessly, the playboy kicked Wu Zheng awake.

Wu Zheng was still drooling in his mouth, and he looked stunned when he got up, not knowing what was wrong. In the end, it was the playboy who made a silent gesture, and Wu Zheng reacted.

Now that Wu Zheng's snoring is gone, the sound is much clearer. Vocally, there seem to be a lot of each other. And it seems to be a group, and the noise is simply unbearable. And as time goes on, the noise gets more and more cluttered.

The dude and the dust looked at each other and decided to go out and have a look. So the two said they would leave, and directly threw Wu Zheng into the house. By the time Wu Zheng reacted and chased after him, the legs of the two had already stepped out of the threshold. Wu Zheng wanted to continue to follow, but was blocked by the old man.

As soon as Wu Zheng was about to speak, the old man said, "You can't go out, you will die if you go out." The old man's tone was extremely cold, as if the old man would beat people as soon as Wu Zheng went out.

Wu Zheng could only scold his mother in his heart, but Wu Zheng had no choice but to retreat into the house. However, Wu Zheng was not cursing the old man, he was scolding the playboy and Wu Zheng. After all, Wu Zheng is a good young man, and he has fulfilled the fine tradition of respecting the old and loving the young. Anyway, you can't be angry with the old man. Wu Zheng sat on the kang in the room, he had nothing to do anyway, so he just went back to sleep. In this way, Wu Zheng fell asleep heartlessly again. As everyone knows, on this night, there was a bloody fight.

Luochen and the playboy ran outside, and the noise instantly became louder. They deliberately didn't call Wu Zheng, they just didn't want Wu Zheng to be in danger. After all, Wu Zheng's strength is still very weak, and pulling it out is a role that drags him back. Instead of dividing his mind to take care of Wu Zheng, it is better to simply not bring him out simply and rudely. Falling dust and dude have good intentions!

Dust's ears moved, and his hand gradually moved closer to the hilt of the sword, and finally he grasped it. In the distance, a mass of reddish glowing was approaching. The dots of red light gathered together, like a big red wall, and crashed towards the two of them.

The dude shook his sleeves and moved his legs. His legs are the best weapons. But if there were folding fans, it would be great. However, there is no folding fan here, and the legs will be settled.

Luochen pulled out his sword, and the dragon's groan resounded through the sky again. Falling Dust slashed at the huge wall. A sword qi erupted directly from the long sword and swept away into the distance.

The red in front of him was shattered in an instant, turning into scattered red dots. But in an instant, those scattered red dots gathered together again. Luochen couldn't help frowning, it seemed that it was another group of difficult creatures.

The dude also saw that he now had a phobia of intensity. Ever since the last time he experienced that group of monsters, Playboy has been afraid of social creatures. And now, there is another group. Maybe the old man was right, and he should have hid in the house. Like Wu Zheng, lie down and sleep.

There is no moon or stars tonight, and the sky is completely inky. The red dot that flew fast in the distance had already reached the side of Falling Dust and Playboy.

I saw the playboy get up and down, and a black shadow fell directly to the ground. And the two red lights were also extinguished.

Only then did the playboy see that it was a bat. It's just that this bat is different from ordinary bats, and their eyes are constantly glowing red. It's a bit like a firefly, but the light is bigger and brighter than the firefly.

Luochen also frowned, it seemed that the creatures in the distance were all bats with red glow in their eyes. Looking at the number of bats, it is really a danger that cannot be underestimated. At this level, even an elephant will be sucked into jerky in an instant.

One by one, the bats flew over, and the large red patches surrounded the playboy and the dust. The bats flying all over the sky, like a huge blood-colored tornado, spiraled upward. In an instant, Playboy and Dusty were surrounded by the world of bats.

Luo Chen's hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and one after another sword qi burst out. With every sword light that passed, countless bats were cut to the ground. The playboy is also shuttling in the circle, and from time to time a bat will fall. But this reduction is a drop in the bucket for the two, and it is difficult to kill them all.

The playboy began to wear paint, and his back was always scratched by bats that could land at any time. And the dust, although it has not yet reached the point of hanging the lottery, is also a little powerless. The playboy was next to him, and he could already hear the dandy's gasps.

It's not a way to go on like this, these bats are the same as those monsters, and they can't be killed. The playboy now finally understood why the old man said they couldn't do it, because they couldn't kill them at all. The current situation cannot be delayed any longer. This time, even if the dust flies, it won't work. And beside the two of them, there is no longer that little insecticidal expert Wu Zheng. The playboy regretted it a little, he had already brought Wu Zheng with him, maybe his blood could work.

And now Wu Zheng, of course, doesn't know what the playboy thinks. He is now lying on the kang and sleeping. If you want to say that you have no heart and no lungs, there is really no one who can compare to Wu Zheng. In this regard, Wu Zheng has even reached the point where he can open the door and establish a faction. He is called second, and no one dares to call him first.

The playboy fought and retreated from the dust, and as soon as the time came, he hurried away. It's just that this group of bats is really difficult, and if one dies, another will make up for it. In this way, the two of them never found an exit to escape. The intentions of these bats are obvious, it's just that the method is too stupid.

If Playboy is able to control the bats, he will surely make the encirclement shrink and eventually devour his prey. Instead of being stagnant, as is the case now, always hovering in one range. It seems that this bat has not yet opened the so-called spiritual intelligence, but only knows the primitive hunting methods that have been passed down. But fortunately, otherwise the two would have been torn apart.

Luochen held the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and then jerked the sword up. In an instant, the entire sword body emitted a golden light. The earth was also dyed golden. The dust at this moment is the most dazzling sun, blooming with brilliant light. At that moment, the red light in the bat's eyes eclipsed. Falling dust, like a descending king, is unmatched.

The playboy squinted, and the sudden light made the playboy closest to the dust very stressed. The playboy vaguely saw the sword in Luochen's hand fall, and then a brighter light bloomed, straight into the sky, and the entire bat encirclement was torn out of a big hole. There was no loud noise, on the contrary, it was unusually quiet.

Seeing the situation, the playboy ran directly towards the mouth. However, in the end, he was one step slower and rushed out first. When the two broke out of the encirclement, the group of bats rejoined. Fortunately, the two of them were fast and rushed out directly. Otherwise, I don't know when I'll be able to come out.

The playboy can see that the consumption of falling dust is very large, and only one sword is a little powerless. If he lets Luochen use the next sword, the playboy doesn't know if Luochen can stand again. However, the power of this sword is really not covered, and it tears open a hole in one fell swoop. In fact, the playboy didn't expect that the sword of falling dust was slashed at the bat, and most of the damage was applied to the air. If it were a big mountain, it would probably be split in half.

The playboy and Luochen escaped from the encirclement, and they didn't dare to slack off, and continued to run into the distance. Behind them, the bats were like maggots attached to the bones, chasing after them. No matter how the two of them run, they can't shake off the bat behind them. The playboy is okay, although he has hung the lottery, but the spiritual power is still very sufficient. As for the dust, it seems to be a bit difficult.