Lin Feibai's mouth opened wide in a daze, and he was puzzled: "Sister Bao, when did you make this plan, I don't know why. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Remember her complaints?" Guang Jialiang asked.

…… Is there a mistake, the ghost killing at the bottom can't be killed, I'm afraid we won't die today, right? If you don't find their heads, it's not a way to go on like this......

This phrase came to everyone's mind.

"The 'they' in this represent the first four sentences, and the 'head' represents the first word of each sentence, so the combination is -- there is (temptation) of the bottom (enemy) of birth (deep) such as (in)." Guang Jialiang explained in a flat voice.

Everyone: "......"

Yarn! Didn't you say a good supernatural copy? Is it necessary to brush it as a spy war copy?!

Rat Bao lowered his head, looked at the ghost baby who was still lying on the handrail, but was angry because he was deceived, and said with a smile: "Forgive you like a ghost, and you also want to drink the baby's footwashing water." Hee-hee-hee-hee...... The four of you want to watch the tiger fight from across the mountain? ”

The tips of her big eyes suddenly rose high, and the light in her eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and she said coldly: "I want to be captured!" Thief! First! Capture! King! ”

"Whew!" The ghost baby howled and pounced on Rat Treasure's face.

Rat Bao bent down and dodged it, and then with his hands as support, his legs were lifted up, and he clamped the waist of the ghost baby who was hitting the wall in an upside-down position.

Then he quickly threw it down, and the ghost baby's body drew a semicircle in the air, and the back of his head slammed into the armrest, making a loud "bang" sound, which made people have a toothache.

Blood splattered, and the back of the ghost baby's head was knocked off a small half, and the gray-white brain marrow inside trembled slightly in the red blood.

Everyone was stunned for a while, especially Peng Yan and Lin Feibai, who covered their eyes and couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

Even if you know that the other party is a ghost, but you are also a baby ghost.

In this way, it seems that Rat Bao's attack method just now is too ferocious!

"Wow!" The ghost baby who had half of his skull knocked off cried loudly, and its voice seemed to have some kind of magic power, causing the other three bosses floating in the air and the hundred ghosts below all glowing red.

After a large flash of red light, many evil spirits turned into ghosts with white robes, scurrying in the air.

The ghosts below who had not turned into ghosts also instantly stretched taller and bigger, becoming more ugly and stronger, and launched an attack on the earthen wall summoned by Wei Hai.

Seeing this, Guang Jialiang's face sank like water, and he immediately took out a yellowed scroll of scriptures from his arms, opened it, and shone it at the ghosts that rushed over, bluffing them into fleeing in all directions, and his mouth let out bursts of oozing whines.

"Rat Bao, your one over there is a little king." Guang Jia Liang Road.

"Got it." Rat Bao shouted in a cold sweat.

She was now straightening her right hand and shoving the muzzle of the pistol, which had been pulled out of the outside of her right leg at some point, into the ghost baby's mouth.

And directly in front of her, the ghost baby, who was missing half a head, had already sat up.

Although the ghost baby showed two rows of fangs and stuffed a pistol in his mouth, he failed to bite Rat Bao's leg smoothly. But there is no ambiguity in his hand, the black and sharp ten fingers have already deeply pinched the calf meat of the mouse treasure, if it were not for the stab-proof suit outside to block it, I am afraid that a piece of meat would have been torn off long ago.

Rat Baoqiang held back the pain in his legs, and asked with a cold face: "Little ghost, you are very powerful, why didn't you save your mother just now?" ”

When Rat Bao killed the long-necked female ghost just now, if the ghost baby also howled like this, it was really hard to say what the result would be.

In the mouth of the ghost baby, which was gagged by the gun, the saliva flowed even more, and Harazi flowed down the barrel of the gun and the hand of the mouse treasure, sticky and greasy.

"Mom? Do you mean the female ghost who wants to grab food from me? The ghost baby said vaguely, "Why should I save her?" The fewer ghosts left, the more food I can eat, right? ”

Rat Bao looked at the ghost baby quietly for two seconds, then suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, you are right. I didn't expect you to look so young, but your mind is so smart! ”

Rat Bao has already discovered that this ghost baby is completely different from the previous little ghost. Not long after it was born, it has no feelings for relatives or anything, and there is no attachment at all, and there is only the most instinctive appetite. Maybe in its eyes, no father, mother, grandparents, or grandparents can compare to a mouthful of fresh blood and hot human flesh.

Rat Bao remembers seeing a note in the study of the ancestral house, saying that there are three kinds of ghosts that are the most difficult to deal with after death.

One is newborn babies because they are just far from death.

The second is the old people who are about to die, because they are about to face death.

The third is pregnant women who are about to give birth, because they are the nodes of life and death.

And this ghost baby in front of him is obviously the first type!

His cry was able to affect other ghosts around him, giving them buffs.

Rat Bao glanced at the people on the earthen wall who were forced by the newly conjured ghost and the other three bosses to be forced into embarrassment, and then looked at the ghost baby in front of him, who was missing half of the back of his head and still full of greedy and fierce light, his eyes rolled slightly, and he withdrew his pistol.

The head is rotten like this, and it is not dead, and two more shots will have no effect.

Ghosts are such a thing, a kind of ghost has a ghost weakness, and attacking at will without finding their dead hole is of no use except to provoke it even more.

"Little baby, since you don't want to share the food in your mouth with others, why don't you drive away your father, grandfather, and grandmother? Wouldn't you be able to keep it to yourself? Rat Bao smiled sweetly and adjusted his affinity to the best state.

The ghost baby's big head, which was about to gnaw at her calf, paused, his posture remained the same, but the ghost's eyes rolled up, looking very weird and scary, "You want to lie to me?" If you don't have Daddy and they help, who will catch you? ”

"Aren't there still them?" Rat Bao pointed to a group of ghosts that rose sharply below, "Especially those floating in the air, their speed is so fast, our bullets can't hit it." There are so many obedient ghosts who don't need to use the ones who will control you and grab your food...... Little baby, why can't you figure it out all of a sudden? ”

The over-tired body and the continuous fierce battles made Rat Bao's head hurt now, but it was amazing that she actually found a certain brainwave frequency from this pain, and then realized a new skill - fox babble.

Following the instinct hidden in his genes, Rat Bao stared at the ghost baby in a cold sweat, and the pure black iris outer ring began to redden.

She put her index finger to her lips and hinted in an ethereal, subtle and distant voice, "Little baby, you alone are enough to deal with us." Your dad, mom, grandpa, grandma, they're all superfluous. They are of no use other than to grab food from you. And all those who compete with you for food are your enemies, even your relatives...... It's no exception. ”

The deliberately muffled voice......

It's like a seductive devil to sin! (To be continued.) )