As the sun sets, three disemboweled men are under a crooked-neck tree. The cold breeze blew desperately, and the trouser legs kept whipping the calves of the three people. It's cold, how can it not be cold, Wu Zheng's heart is cold. Pulling out the cold is almost freezing.

This bat is still used to losing his temper, so he just won't come when he waits. The blood of the three handsome guys who are jumping around is no longer sucking. Aren't they hungry, it's time to eat?

Wu Zheng thought about it, and was about to fall asleep. On the horizon, it seems that there is red. Then, it started to increase gradually. Wu Zheng was still counting the number of red dots at first, and then began to pop up one by one. Wu Zheng was taken aback by those red dots, it seems that what the playboy said is right, it is simply an impermeable wall. No, it's a mountain!

Wu Zheng was about to run, but he was grabbed by the playboy and sat directly on the ground again. Wu Zheng was in pain, covered his buttocks and rubbed it.

The dude had a smile on his face, and that familiar gaze again. Wu Zheng was looked at, how could he not know the effect of this sharp little eye. It's time to bleed again, Wu Zheng knows that the playboy doesn't have any good intentions.

Luochen on the side was holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and he was waiting for an opportunity to draw his sword. The bats are still far away, and there is still a lot of time to prepare.

The playboy glanced at Falling Dust, and then focused his attention on Falling Dust's ancient sword. The dude's eyes lit up, this thing is good. Afterwards, the playboy cast his eyes on Wu Zheng again.

Wu Zheng was a spirit, thinking in his heart that the playboy should not be mad enough to use that sword to bleed himself. Wu Zheng thought about it, and a cool breeze came from the back of his neck, as if a ghost was on his body. Don't say anything, let's get a knife and bleed. Otherwise, if you really let the dude do it, it will be cool.

Wu Zheng's movements this time were faster and cleaner than any time. The playboy couldn't help but reflect on himself, the words he had said to Wu Zheng before were useless, and it was better to threaten him quickly. What kind of person is Wu Zheng? The answer given by the playboy is that he eats soft and hard. Coercion and temptation, no matter what it is, it will not be tried.

Blood dripped down, but it didn't fall to the ground. I don't know where the playboy got a broken bowl with a missing tooth, and he quickly caught the blood that fell.

The playboy looked at Wu Zheng with a smile and said, "Take this bowl full." ”

Wu Zheng almost choked to death by this sentence, this bowl? Wu Zheng looked at the bowl carefully, this bowl seems to be a bit big.

"This is really a bowl, are you sure it's not a basin?" Wu Zheng couldn't help but wonder, this is going to be full of himself and not an adult to do it. What's the difference between this and letting a bat suck blood to death, and how good is death?

"If you want to let you go, you will let it go, where is so much nonsense. The dude said with a feigned sternness.

Wu Zheng pouted, then come. Wu Zheng cut one cut after another, but each time the bleeding stopped after a little bleeding. Wu Zheng began to hate this ability to heal quickly, and this ability forced him to self-harm again and again.

There was more and more blood in the bowl, but there was still a long way to go before the bowl was full. Please, this is just the bottom of the bowl, okay? Wu Zheng wanted to cry without tears, how did he feel that his arm was numb? Could it be that there was too much bloodletting? And in fact, these were just Wu Zheng's mental effects.

The bats flew closer and closer, and the red dots finally gathered densely, like a ruthless net, about to catch the prey. And on Wu Zheng's side, there is not much blood.

The dude looked at the red in the distance, smiled, and said, "It's okay." ”

Wu Zheng didn't hear it, and he was still cutting his face. The playboy was helpless, and grabbed Wu Zheng's hand with the knife. Again: "No need to put it away, it's okay." ”

Wu Zheng stopped at this time, he felt that it was impossible for the playboy to be so ruthless and let him put a bowl of blood. The playboy still loves him, and Wu Zheng's heart is warm.

Actually, that's not what the playboy thinks, the bats are coming, and it's too late to bleed. If Wu Zheng knew that it was for this reason, he probably had the heart to kill the playboy.

The bats are coming, and it's the same as last night. The difference, however, is that the bats did not attack directly as they did last night. The sword in Luochen's hand was tightly clenched, but he was not in a hurry to pull it out, and he also saw the clue.

Playboy and Dusty glanced at each other, then smiled. Wu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that these two goods would not be better. Could it be that the two of them are together during the day today? Wu Zheng didn't dare to think about it, the picture was too beautiful. Wu Zheng has seen men and women kissing and hugging, but this is replaced by two men. Then it's not a question of whether it's good or not, it's already a question of whether you can see it. How to put it, it's disgusting to think about.

Of course, Playboy and Falling Dust don't know what they care about in this way. Of course, they weren't in the mood to think about that. Now Wu Zheng's blood has taken effect, which means that it is possible to get rid of the bat.

These bats are also ghostly, flying high, but they can't come down. It seems that they are really afraid of Wu Zheng's blood. The playboy sighed that Wu Zheng's blood was too easy to use, and he would store some in the future.

In this way, the three of them and the bat were in a stalemate. The three of them couldn't hit the bats, and the bats didn't come down to bite them. This is not a solution, and if you want to really solve the problem, you have to get rid of these bats completely.

The dude began to scratch his scalp, and he had never thought it would be like this. It seems that Wu Zheng was allowed to bleed early, and it would be good to let the bat bite him directly. The dude began to spin around on the ground, his head constantly thinking of a way.

Wu Zheng was very happy to be like this, standing on the ground and shouting to the sky: "You guys come down, you have the ability to come down." Wu Zheng's debauched laughter resounded throughout the village. Tonight, the villagers here probably won't be able to get a good night's sleep.

At this time, the dust moved, and I saw a hurricane behind the dust. Then Luochen spread his wings under the stunned gazes of Wu Zheng and the playboy.

The playboy didn't understand, what is Luochen for? Recognize relatives? Luochen shouldn't be a bat spirit!

Just when the playboy was still thinking, Luochen stretched out his hand. The dude didn't understand what it meant at first, but then he understood. The playboy handed the bowl of blood in his hand to Falling Dust, and everything was left to Falling Dust.

Under the gaze of the two of them, the falling dust slowly rose into the sky. But as the dust rises, so does the bat colony. A smile appeared at the corner of Luochen's mouth, and then his wings fanned hard.

Wu Zheng on the ground only saw a huge black shadow rushing up quickly, and flew directly into the bat group. The bats were agitated and scattered in all directions.

Where can Luochen miss this opportunity, and the blood in his hand spills out directly. The bats around the dust, blood splattered on their bodies, boiled instantly. The action of falling dust was not over yet, only the sound of a dragon's groan came from the air. Luochen pulled out the ancient sword, and then slashed it out fiercely around him. Waves of qi surged out from the surrounding body of the falling dust, and the blood flew out.

The sky was instantly filled with blood. And those bats, stained with blood, fell directly from the sky one by one. Only a few of them were lucky enough to escape.

Wu Zheng looked at the bats that kept falling from the sky, for fear of hitting himself, so he ran to the crooked neck tree and squatted down with his head in his hands.

The playboy didn't have this kind of concern, and he couldn't do it. We are people with temperament, and it would be good if a bat smashed it down and kicked it away.

The dust slowly fell from the sky, but his face was not very good-looking. Wu Zheng originally wanted to pat himself on the back, but he was so cold by that cold face that he couldn't speak.

The playboy didn't figure out the situation, shouldn't he be happy at this time? Of course, the idea of falling dust was not something he could ponder. Although the playboy has already figured out Wu Zheng's careful thoughts, he still can't start with Luochen's thoughts.

However, what shocked Wu Zheng and the playboy was that Luochen actually said: "It's dirty." After saying that, I still felt a little disgusted with myself. It was a long time because Luochen's body was stained with Wu Zheng's blood. The problem of dust is really time to change.

Those bats will eventually run away from the dead, and it will be impossible for them to come back tonight. Wu Zheng climbed the crooked neck tree, he wanted to sleep. And the dude, too, is tired of the day. Leaning under the tree, I also began to meditate and rest.

And the dust fell at this time, but it magically disappeared. The playboy opened his eyes and looked left and right, but he never found his figure.

At this time, Wu Zheng on the tree said lazily: "Let's take a bath." ”

The playboy raised his eyes, not knowing when Wu Zheng understood Luochen so thoroughly. But he didn't bother to care about these. Luochen is not as stupid as Wu Zheng, and he can still take care of himself. There is no need for the playboy to worry about a guy who is stronger than himself, he can't do it.

Wu Zheng blinked, and the sky was bright. He was woken up by the sound of a rooster croaking, and it was just dawn. The dude also woke up at this time and stretched. But suddenly, the hand seemed to touch something.

Before the playboy could speak, Wu Zheng sat on the crooked neck tree and exclaimed: "Oh my God!"

The playboy originally felt nothing, but when Wu Zheng called him like this, he immediately became nervous and hurriedly went to see what he had encountered. But as soon as I finished reading it, the dude's face was not a normal color, it could be described as distorted.

At this time, next to the playboy, it is not who else is falling into the dust. At this time, the guy's clothes and pants are gone, and only a small pair of panties is exposed. And the sleeping position is also very casual, and there is no intention to cover himself at all.

The playboy couldn't help but be ashamed, and said in his heart, this guy shouldn't have had his clothes stolen after taking a shower. Of course, this is impossible, because it is impossible for the whole village to come out at night.

Luochen heard the rooster crowing and opened his eyes and sat up. He didn't see the strange gazes of the playboy and Wu Zheng at all, and stretched his waist and stood up. Then, I saw Falling Dust jump up and grab the clothes hanging on the top of the tree.

At this time, Wu Zheng and the playboy realized that this guy had dried up his clothes. I said it earlier, but it was misunderstood.