At this time, Han Xiaolin's eyes, one eye was still the same as usual, while the other had turned blood-red, as if flowing magma, and teeth were growing wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the four fangs had grown to three centimeters long. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment when I lost my mind, Han Xiaolin had already stretched out her little hand and grabbed my throat, I felt that my feet gradually left the ground, and a feeling of suffocation that I had never felt before instantly filled my mind, and it was worse than death.

But what makes me wonder is that Han Xiaolin's face is also full of pain, as if she is very entangled, her little hands, with a moment of force and a moment of release, are obviously doing a fierce psychological struggle.

"Ahem...... Ahem, Xiao...... Lin ...... "I used all my strength and shouted two words in an attempt to wake up Han Xiaolin.

Tick, tick.

As the expression on Han Xiaolin's face continued to change, the corners of her mouth began to ooze blood, and her face turned pale.

The strange old man behind me also noticed Han Xiaolin's abnormality, and the voice of the broken thoughts in his mouth suddenly increased by a lot of decibels.

"Whew!"

A roar that did not belong to human beings came from Han Xiaolin's sexy little mouth, and she roared, the look of struggle on her face disappeared, and in its place, it was a determined color.

At the same time, the three thousand green silks behind Han Xiaolin's head were like roots flying without wind, which shocked me to see, and there was a cold aura on her body.

"......" I opened my mouth vigorously, but I couldn't say a word at all, I don't need to look in the mirror to imagine my embarrassment at this time, I'm afraid that my old face has turned into the color of pig liver.

However, I have to say that in the face of death, people still have a certain instinct for survival.

I tried all my strength, and waved my fist towards Han Xiaolin's trembling softness, it's not that I'm obscene, there is really no other way, I can only pray in my heart, she will be like an ordinary girl, holding her hands to her chest for chastity, so that I can run for my life.

However, the ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.

My fist hit her chest without any suspense, but she didn't mean to cover it at all, and let me hit her body, not dodging or dodging.

Although her breasts are bouncy, life and death are at stake, and I can't afford to have the slightest dirty thoughts.

I gritted my teeth and glanced at Han Xiaolin, and said that the peony flower is also a ghost and a ghost, damn it, who will be saying this to Lao Tzu in the future, see if I don't kill him!

Maybe it was stimulated by me, Han Xiaolin actually opened her small mouth with her fangs baring and bit at my neck.

I was strangled by her and had the strength to resist, and the pain came from my neck, and I could even hear the small sound of teeth piercing my skin.

My breathing slowly became difficult, my consciousness began to blur, a thick sleepiness gradually occupied the commanding heights of my thinking, I, am I really going to die?

However, just when I was groggy and about to fall asleep, a golden gourd came quickly, and smashed on Han Xiaolin's head with a "pop", she snorted, took two steps back, and I fell to the ground with a bang.

After a few moments, I regained consciousness, staggered to my feet, struck my head twice as if it was about to explode, and looked around.

With the singing of a hanging child, a figure, pacing in all directions, from far to near, appeared between me and the strange old man.

The guy who suddenly appeared, wrapped in a black cloak, like a wizard in the movie, no matter from which angle, his face could not be seen, but in appearance, he was not very tall, and he was also a little hunchbacked, I guess, he was also an old man.

The cloaked old man stretched out his hand, picked up the gourd from the ground, and said with a smile: "Old friend, did the fall hurt?" What, no, that's good, that's good. ”

As he said to himself, he reached out and stroked the huge gourd, as if he had really heard the gourd's answer.

Paralyzed, another neurotic, thinking that he is covered in a black robe, he is superman?

But then again, if it weren't for the appearance of the cloaked old man, my life would have been explained here, so in a sense, he would be my superman.

I moved my steps and hid behind the old man in the cloak, and at the same time looked around nervously, obediently, there were dozens of zombies surrounding us, which made me can't help but glance at the thin old man in front of me again, can he handle so many zombies alone?

However, seeing that he could repel Han Xiaolin, who was extremely powerful, by throwing a gourd casually, my heart suddenly became confident, and I shouted at the strange old man: "you come over, see if I don't kick you to death!" ”

As soon as I shouted, the cloaked old man in front of me turned his head, and although the position of his head looked dark and he could not see the expression, I could imagine a pair of sharp, cloudy old eyes glaring at me fiercely.

"Hey......" I laughed dryly, standing behind and not daring to squeak.

"Little ghost, if you know each other, hurry up and go back wherever you come from with these miscellaneous pieces." The cloaked old man said to the strange old man.

Well, I can hear a black line, the strange old man on the other side is in his sixties, and the old man in the cloak actually said that he is a little ghost, I don't know if he is sincerely angry with the old man, or if he is very old.

The strange old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the old man in the cloak scrutinically, and when the strange old man saw the golden gourd, his face changed slightly and asked, "Are you from the Great Dao Sect?" ”

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, give you ten breaths of time, get out!" The cloaked old man pretended not to pay for it.

"It's not a small tone, it's been thirty years, and you're still the first person to dare to talk to me like this!" The strange old man shot two cold glints in his eyes, knocked his cane on the ground, and said with a cruel smile: "Friends, let the guests taste the feeling of being torn apart." ”

As his words fell, he recited the spell that controlled the zombies.

Dozens of zombies rushed towards us like crazy, and Han Xiaolin was actually among them.

The cloaked old man sat down on the ground unhurriedly and took out a string of bells from his arms.

, there are dozens of people, no, it's dozens of corpses, you get a bell to make wool?

The old man in the cloak still went his own way, but I saw him shake the bell slightly, and a cold fell from the sky, and I suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Does this feel like Ultraman is coming?

I raised my head and looked around, it didn't matter, when my eyes fell on the strange old man opposite, I saw an innocent-looking little girl, sitting on the shoulder of the strange old man, a intestine, poking out of the white clothes, ticking, bleeding......