readx;? If she could, Feng Qingge would rather choose a dog leash than stay in this place, yes, there are no nuclear weapons or machine guns here, no one explodes her head with AK47, and no one directly picks out the blind sniper to kill, but the formation here is ten million times more powerful than those weapons. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If, knowing in advance that Han Bing was also a rookie in the formation, Feng Qingge would still be willing to stay in the inn honestly and slowly implement Mu Cangyun's plan. With nuclear weapons, it doesn't matter, there can be a way to dodge, she can also see the opportunity to seize the opportunity, and kill everything in one move. However, falling into the formation, it is really a failure to work every day, and the earth and the earth should not be.

The cave that he had just entered was completely distorted and deformed, not to mention Feng Qingge, even Han Bing beside him couldn't recognize it. The original dilapidated cave was turned into a bamboo forest, and the rustling sound of bamboo leaves still echoed in my ears, so real, it didn't look like an illusion made in the formation at all.

"Han Bing, how sure are you that you will break the formation?" Back to back, Feng Qingge stabilized his flustered heart, leaning against Han Bing's somewhat cold back, the whole person's heart was beating heavily and powerfully, because it was because of the formation of the formation, she held the burning stick tightly with both hands, and said with a chant: "Uncle, show your spirit quickly, don't pick your feet if you have nothing to do, come out to help! Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart array can't trap you, let alone the Five Elements Mountain...... Ahh ”

"I'm not sure, these formations are varied, and they don't play cards according to the routine. You can only find the formation first. However, the more prosaic the formation, the easier it is to get injured, be careful, let's not scatter. Reminding in a low voice, Han Bing had already held the dagger in his hand, and his indifferent eyes swept over the bamboo forest in front of him, and the cold light in his eyes was even colder.

I also know this, the key is, what to do with this in front of me! Almost a mouthful of old blood spurted out directly, Feng Qingge knocked on the burning stick for a long time, and I didn't see the uncle smoke here, so he directly withdrew the stick and subconsciously held the Xuanji knife, this is the comrade-in-arms she often carries, and only she knows their purpose best.

"Zizi ......" seemed to be biting something, and the sharp claws slashed through the glass, and a shrill sound echoed in this space, making goosebumps rise all over the body. In the distance, you can hear the sound of the flute over there, far and near, long and light.

The soil beneath her feet began to shake to the sound of the flute, and the surface of the soil continued to spray outward, and just as Feng Qingge was engrossed, a cold arm grabbed her ankle and pulled it down the soil.

Feng Qingge, who has long been accustomed to this trick, will be fooled, pressing on the ground with one hand, grabbing the small white hand below, her eyes are half-squinted like crescent moons, and he smiled: "Come out, I know it's you kid, this kind of trick, except for Pu Zheng, who else is playing." Last time I jumped into a pit, now you're running backwards on your own. Did you sneak me over, huh?

Feeling the strength under his feet, Feng Qingge also breathed his breath, clasped the small hand with his left hand, and unceremoniously pulled it up directly. It's just that this drag didn't pull out Pu Zheng below at all, and a broken arm was pulled out of the ground alive by her.

"I'll go to your uncle's!" Looking at the arm that was still moving in his hand, and wanted to clasp her fingers, the goosebumps all over Feng Qingge's body rose, and the arm directly threw out the severed hand in his hand. It's just that on the ground, the outstretched arm is throwing the dirt outside, struggling to get out of it.

Kicked all those damn severed hands and feet out with one kick, Feng Qingge gritted his teeth and said, "This is the cemetery down here, so much mess." ”

"Follow Plan A or Plan C, choose one. Han Bing looked at the wind lightly and the monkey was anxious, and just showed a bitter smile. When is such a thing worthy of her emotion? Back then, she was not afraid of heaven and earth, even if it was a honeycomb, she dared to stab it, and some severed hands were just necessary, making a fuss.

The so-called two plans are the ones that Feng Qingge and Han Bing used to use when they first carried out the mission. A, it's heads-up, they don't need to defend back-to-back at all, they just need to attack and cover each other. And c, the state of general execution and attackable and defensible, the distance between the two of them cannot be too far apart, otherwise it will lose its meaning.

In normal times, Feng Qingge will definitely choose A, because it is a quick decision. But now......

"A plan. "Time is so tight that she doesn't waste time on choosing a plan because ...... Han Bing will always stand behind her.

"Brush!" The Xuanji knife in her hand spun out, Feng Qingge's right hand was on the hilt, the cold light in those eyes burst out, the moment the index finger and middle finger buckled the hilt, the light figure had already stepped out, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if it was a flying saucer, and the Xuanji knife in her hand spun out.

Those arms that had just been stretched out were all cut off by the Xuanji knife in an instant, and there was no blood, just like the click of an old branch being broken, and the moment it landed, it turned into powder and spilled on the soil. It's just something that is conjured up by illusion, and it can't be real, but what the eyes see is really too emotional. Especially when you are caught by these severed hands, the touch is completely different.

This kind of formation, if it is applied to modern times, open a haunted house or something, I don't know how much money you can make.

If the person who was created this formation knew what Feng Qingge was thinking now, he would probably be so angry that he would be able to jump out of the soil. Can these things be used to coax people to play? Although, there is a little bit of coaxing flavor.

The light flute sound of "Woo ......" also became heavy at this moment, as if it was a sudden turn, and all the arms received the signal and stopped singing towards the wind. Instead, they stacked on top of each other, allowing the flesh on their arms to rot and fall to the ground, looking extremely uncomfortable. Only dry bones remained, entwined together, like a large array of bones laid out.

The bones that had accumulated higher and higher formed a giant skull, squeezing out all the bamboo leaves around it, opening its mouth slightly, and exhaling it. A strong hurricane descended from the sky, rolling up the broken leaves on the ground like a long dragon, sucking the dirt on the ground and rolling towards the wind song.

"I'll go, this bone that has accumulated in the ground for hundreds of years, and the breath that comes out is really, more mellow than athlete's foot, special, spicy eyes. Sprayed by this smell like a salted fish, Feng Qingge almost couldn't open her eyes, and saw the huge breath in front of her roll out like this, and on the side of her body, the whole person seemed to have no bones, and directly avoided it.