Yexun must have had his brain broken, or he had snake venom in his body without knowing it!

What happened tonight was really unbelievable.

If you want to say that the biggest hidden danger of this mass grave today, I'm afraid it is not Yexun's mind like a needle under the sea?

After he said that, I immediately petrified in place, stared at him for a long time before sneering and taking a few steps back: "No, it's good that it doesn't smell, then thank you so much!"

He still maintained the posture of being over, bent his eyes, and focused word by word: "It should be!"

Scared, this stinky shameless!

I immediately took a few more steps away from him, and in order to get out of the farce of anger and resentment just now, I hurriedly looked for a matter to change the subject.

Although it seems to have been focusing on this matter lately.

"Where's the little cripple?" I looked around, but I couldn't see another person lying dying on his stomach facing the grave.

When Yexun heard this, he also raised his hand to block his nose, and cooperated with me to find someone in the mud: "Wouldn't it be that the white bone skeleton who happened to pass by was dragged away by the sheep again?"

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

In terms of the character of the little lame man, if he wakes up in this place and sees me and Yexun, he will definitely cry and rush to ask for help, and there is absolutely no possibility of leaving silently.

"What is this?" came the disgust behind him that Ye Xun could hear by pinching his nose.

I hurriedly grabbed my skirt and ran on tiptoe: "Where?

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but after a quick glance, the terrifying shadow on the top of the bloody mud just now invaded again.

"Poof—vomit......" I quickly covered my mouth, and forcibly suppressed the urge to laugh and the imminent retching.

Have you ever seen a flower chicken?

It's the kind of food that is tightly wrapped in yellow mud and then sent to the stove to be cooked over a fire.

And now the little cripple is like this, he has been tightly blocked by the bloody mud that fell from the mess.

Today, compared with the name of the flower chicken, he is also short of the meaning of fire.

If it weren't for Yexun poking around on the ground with the dry branches that he had broken off casually, I am afraid that when the wet soil bag on his body had dried into a grave bag, we would not have thought of sticking a foot in the disgusting blood mud.

Looking at the long dirt bag lying in front of him, Yexun frowned, poked at random on the branches of the hand mountain, and said very coldly: "Otherwise, if you are covered by the blood of the soaked corpse for so long, it is estimated that you will not survive!"

I was surprised to be able to say this: "Are you talking about human words?

He squinted his eyes and swept over the bulging dirt bag: "Why don't you take him out with your own hands?"

I was stunned, and the boiling blood of justice suddenly cooled half: "What did you say?"

Yexun returned to his previous coldness: "Isn't Lord Bai merciful to all sentient beings and want to help?" He nodded his chin again: "Do it!"

A wave of embarrassment gradually gathered around, "Don't be ashamed!" I silently warned myself, doesn't it cost money to save face tonight?

I looked up at Yexun with an expressionless face, and then at the little cripple hidden in the blood and mud, and after a while, I finally made up my mind, pursed my lips and closed my eyes, and squatted down to grab the dirt bag.

Halfway through the squatting, the strong smell of fishy smell and rotting corpses almost smoked me out of my body on the spot.

"I've figured it out!" I immediately got up and said to Yexun with a serious expression: "I will personally arrange a good family for the little cripple to reincarnate in the next life!"

Yexun looked at me and nodded with satisfaction: "It's almost dawn, go back?"

The two of us hit it off, and before we could lift our feet and turn around, a muffled voice came from under the tightly sealed blood and dirt: "Two adults, please stay!"

Yexun and I glanced at each other in great tacit understanding, and the movement under my feet stopped: "Who is talking?"

"My lord!" a weak voice slowly came from below: "It's me, I think I can save it again!"

The corners of Yexun's mouth hooked, his eyes moved, and the lump of dirt that sealed the little cripple exploded again without warning.

My vision was blocked by the large white sleeves of the night xun's sudden brush, and by the time I came back to my senses and saw the catastrophe flying in front of me, it was already in danger.

I instinctively closed my eyes, and the tiger's body couldn't help but shake, and the cold, slippery familiar touch gave me another blow to the head.

Nameless ghost fire is uninvited!

My head buzzed, my anger surging in my veins like a flood filling the trough, my teeth rattled with me, and my fists trembled in my sleeves.

"Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been splashed with that mud again!"

Obviously, the dead ghost hadn't noticed anything wrong with his surroundings, and was still bragging shamelessly at the little cripple who was slowly squirming on the ground.

I turned my face to look at him with a blank face, and the fist in my hand clenched and clenched.

The guy still didn't realize the problem, and was still immersed in the illusion that he was in a high place, and he asked the little cripple in a solemn voice: "What do you have to do with the evil spirits here when you appeared here in the middle of the night?"

Good guy, it's quite strong.

The little lame man was soaked in mud, kneeling in it, black and like a dung ball, his mouth was panting, and the whites of his two particularly eye-catching eyes moved with his eyeballs, looking left and right.

He first looked at Yexun, his lips opened and closed a few times, and he was about to answer, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of me who was burning with anger on the side.

was stared at by my murderous streak, and the upright body immediately withered.

Yexun finally realized the point, clenched his fists and coughed weakly, his eyes glancing at him.

"Don't pretend, now that you've seen it!" I squinted coldly at him.

Ye Xun reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled without smiling: "I can explain ......"

I couldn't bear it anymore, and I waved my fist without any ambiguity, grinding my back molars word by word and yelling at him: "I'll kill you!"

Ye Xun pulled out his legs and ran, I followed closely behind, and I slapped my fist without holding it, chasing all the way and hitting all the way.

It's all at this time, and Yexun's guy is also very particular, no matter how nervous and flustered he is, he hasn't touched the idea of losing blood and mud under his feet.

As for me, it's come to this, the jar is broken, and no one wants to bypass anyone!

"Come on, sir, hurry!!" The little cripple knelt in the smelly mud and was furious, watching us two chase me like monkeys, and even cheer for us very intimately?

Ye Xun and I froze in place, and the half-waved fist in our hands stopped in mid-air, looking at the little cripple with a confused expression.

Me: "......"

Yexun: "......"

At this moment, behind me and Yexun, there was a sound of viscous liquid squirming and sticking, as if something was breaking out of the shell.

The little cripple could see everything, through his thin black body, which was gradually shaking like chaff, and kicking the large boulder behind him as if he were suddenly fleeing for his life.

Looks like he's a bluffing guy!

The wriggling of viscous liquid became clearer and clearer, accompanied by a strong salty smell that pounced on us from behind us.

A huge black shadow suddenly rose, perfectly blocking out the moonlight, and we were completely shrouded in this shadow.