Caught off guard, Zhong Lan could only use his arms to block the fatal position and protect his head and heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But this didn't stop the long drive of the black hair straight in, and the sharp long hair seemed to be tangled together with many soft swords, and swept towards Zhong Lan together.

All the hair strands were aimed in different directions, directly wrapping Zhong Lan's whole person into a ball, because Zhong Lan's body was curled up, so it was suddenly wrapped and not all places were violated.

But most of the places were slaughtered.

"Hmm......" Zhong Lan snorted and closed his eyes so as not to get into his eyes with hair.

A lot of hair went down her neck and made her shiver to the cold, cold touch, and the mass of long hair crushed the fragile skin, all the way down inward, and all the skin that was touched seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, gurgling blood. However, this is only a skin injury, and the most painful thing is the fingers.

In order to protect his head, Zhong Lan buried his head between his knees, covered his mouth and nose tightly with his hands, and tried his best to hide his ears in his arms, but his exposed fingers had to bear all the damage. Too much hair came over, climbed up to the fingers, and then pricked hard, and a pile of hair was like dense needles, piercing Zhong Lan's fingers without the slightest hesitation or hindrance.

Pain in the heart. Zhong Lan thought with an expression on his face.

She endured it, just waiting for the painful attack to pass, but she also knew that it would not be easy. These dolls don't let themselves go easily, and they won't stop until they are confirmed dead.

But is there a mortal game? Is there a certain monster that can't be beaten? After all, it's just a copy!

Zhong Lan gritted his teeth and held on, desperately thinking about what to do. The simplest and most direct way is to really "die", and then use Fei Fei's amethyst necklace to resist damage and restore the state, but the necklace only has two chances to use it, if it is used easily, who knows what difficulties will be encountered later?

There must be another way!

What to do, what to do, what to do!

She was roaring inwardly, but her expression was extremely firm, and no matter how much pain she was, she couldn't seem to be moved. More and more hair hit, Zhong Lan could no longer feel the pain of the destruction of the skin on his body, and the numbness rippled.

If you compare this move to a skill...... Don't all skills have cooldowns?

Zhong Lan's mind suddenly became clear. Even her mental power is limited by the level and the amount of mental power she can hold, how can a skill not be limited? Even if there is no cooldown, the physical attack needs physical support! Such a move, the ability to drive hair, is more like a magic attack.

After thinking about it, Zhong Lan gritted her teeth and endured all the pain, no matter how she screamed in pain, and there was blood between her fingers, she didn't say a word, no matter what, she had to protect the fatal position, and she definitely couldn't give the black hair a chance.

The doll also sensed that something was wrong, but she didn't expect that the fragile human under her hand hadn't succumbed yet, and the key position was tightly protected, even if the doll wanted to kill her directly, she couldn't do it, so she had to double the pain to Zhong Lan and wanted to make her give in.

The instinctive pain can be stimulated by physiological tears, but Zhong Lan's two pairs of eyes are tightly closed, and the corners of his mouth are not moved, as if it is not her who is tortured, and it is not her who is facing life and death.

The doll is even more agitated.

The large pile of dolls behind him floated, floating behind the long-haired doll, constantly laughing as if to accompany the torture of the long-haired doll, but how could Zhong Lan fall into the pit again after being on the occasion once, as soon as he heard their weird laughter, Zhong Lan immediately pinched his flesh, trying to wake himself up with greater pain.

Bewitchment is neutralized, torture is neutralized.

As Zhong Lan expected, when the long-haired doll's skills cooled down, the long-haired doll had to be put away. When Zhong Lan stood up covered in blood, the doll standing in front of him was already full of angry expressions, a face as stiff as a puppet doll turned red, and his eyebrows were upside down, directly turning into "anger".

Zhong Lan coughed lightly, spat out a mouthful of blood in his throat, and lowered his eyes to look at the tattered clothes and the scars on his arms. In particular, my fingers were pierced by my hair, and now I am still bleeding, and I feel that my heart hurts when I move lightly.

"What a great doll." Zhong Lan said lightly, staring at the doll, slightly hooking the corner of one side of his lips, "What else do you have to do?" Go ahead! ”

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"You're really too good ......"

"Don't give us fresh meat and blood......"

"Hate your ......"

After the dolls said these words with each other looking at each other, they turned their heads to face the black-haired doll with an "angry" expression, and said in unison: "Kill her!" Kill her! ”

The smile at the corner of Zhong Lan's mouth remained unchanged, and he stretched out his tongue to swallow the blood at the corner of his lips, then moved his muscles and bones, took a step back, and shouted loudly in front of the "angry" doll in the middle: "Come on!" Kill me! ”

The direct shouting clearly angered the doll even more, and the black-haired doll was even more "angry", and her face was so red that she was almost dripping blood.

Zhong Lan showed a contemptuous expression without fear of death, stretched out his bruised palm, bent it down, and gently bent his fingers. "Come on—kill me! Kill me! ”

"I'm going to kill you!" The doll was really completely enraged, and without waiting for the skill cooldown to end, she pounced directly.

Just like the ghost doll before, its speed is also incredibly fast, Zhong Lan brewed the spiritual power in his brain, reached out to wipe the blood that kept flowing from the corners of his lips, and when he was about to be attacked by the doll, he turned around suddenly, turned sideways but dodged slightly, and flashed with the imposing doll.

It's just a fraction of a centimeter.

She didn't even have a mental shield on, she didn't have the advantage of speed, but she had the advantage of distance. In the previous conversation, she measured the distance between each other, and according to the reference to the previous battle with the ghost baby, it can be judged that the dolls' attacks are carried out in a straight line, but their second and third attacks react extremely quickly, so they can make up for the mobility of the straight line attack.

But Zhong Lan is different, she has been prepared this time. The so-called provocation is just to induce the doll to pounce on it, and the moment it pounces, it doesn't look at the position of the doll, and the rapid mental attack in the heart is silently counted for 1, 2, 3, and 3 seconds.

It was like a flood of power, even if it was suppressed by eighty percent, and at the closest distance calculated, the doll still had to withstand considerable damage.

Of course, this injury is not fatal.

Therefore, Zhong Lan took out the phoenix feather with his backhand the moment the spiritual attack was used, and without hesitation, he raised his leg to kick the doll from the air, and used the power of the downward pressure to press the doll that fell into a state of "confusion" after hitting the spiritual attack and slammed it on the soles of his feet. (To be continued.) )