Chapter Eighty-Eight: Black, Angel, White Angel, Those Who Can Fight Are Good Angels! (b)

A skeletal hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness, tightly grasping the floating corners of the clothes, Eleven paused, glanced at the arm indifferently, the knife fell, and in an instant a terrible scream sounded in the ears, Eleven just lightly smoothed the folds of the corners of the clothes, and continued to walk forward expressionlessly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The third time I came here, Eleven couldn't tell what feelings he felt, he just felt that things were very weird. Two roads suddenly appeared ahead. Eleven stopped, don't you remember that there are two roads here?

Looking left and right, reason told her to go to the left, but her feet involuntarily stepped on the right road. Looking back at the disappearing intersection, Eleven sighed softly, since it is safe, no matter how dangerous the Longtan Tiger's Den is ahead, now it can only be bold to go down!

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Gone?

A trace of doubt flashed in his cold eyes, and soon a doting smile spread under his eyes.

Alas, what a naughty little guy......

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With the sound of Lopseno, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, their brains began to throb, their hearts began to beat irregularly, and they were accompanied by colic from time to time, the feeling of dizziness made Han Leng and the others want to vomit, barely holding on, looking around, except for the three people in the enchantment, everyone else was dumbfounded, foaming at the mouth and lying on the ground, Sewell's face was even pale, kneeling on one knee, the only tiger claw tightly covered his heart, and the darkness rolled under his eyes, like a bottomless abyss.

I don't know what the people of the Holy See did, they barely fell, but they knelt on the ground in a group, their heads bowed, and Han Leng and the others couldn't see their faces clearly.

"The second child of the Han family, the situation of the little god stick is a little wrong." Qingqiang endured the pain, pulled the corner of Han Leng's clothes and said.

Han Leng turned his head to look over, only to see Lin Haotian standing there motionless, quiet like a sculpture. In such a painful situation, he didn't curse, he didn't jump his feet, it really didn't fit his character.

"Divine ......" Before Han Leng's words could be asked, there was a 'boom', and a powerful spiritual power storm suddenly appeared around Lin Haotian, blowing up the bangs on his forehead, revealing his covered eyes.

"Shhh Han Leng couldn't help but gasp, those eyes were not Lin Haotian. The intense hatred almost broke through the sockets, and the scarlet eyes were a raging flame, and even the teeth were bitten 'creak'.

"White! Scholar! Clear! ”

Almost squeezing these three words out of his teeth, he flipped his right hand, and the Weiling Sword immediately appeared in his hand. Han Leng and Qing sighed in their hearts, thinking, it's bad, this guy has been lured out of the demons, this is about to fall into the devil!

"Catch him!" Han Leng saw Lin Haotian rushing forward, regardless of his pain, he rushed over in three steps and two steps, flipped his hands, and grabbed his shoulders tightly.

Lin Haotian, who was already on the verge of falling into the devil, could be said to have denied his six relatives, and one turned over, his right hand was slightly raised, and he stabbed Han Leng's heart. Han Leng had no choice but to let go. Lin Haotian was just about to turn around, but Qing had already arrived, the small iron bead in his hand flew over, quickly wrapped his right hand, and pulled it back hard, Lin Haotian's body was stunned, and he fell backwards involuntarily.

Steady his body, turned his head suddenly, and roared at Qing fiercely. Qing wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and shouted, "The second young man of the Han family! ”

"Stay for me!" Han Leng suddenly jumped from behind, and a golden 'swastika' glittered in his hand. Lin Haotian turned around, but it was too late to stop it, so he raised the Weiling Sword and forcibly blocked it.

Han Leng was castrated, his hand shrank, and he could bypass the sword momentum of the Weiling Sword, and the hand with the word 'swastika' shining with golden light just touched Lin Haotian's forehead, and a golden light flashed, Lin Haotian's body withered and fell.

"Huhuhu......" Han Leng half-knelt on the ground, holding his abdomen and panting.

"How?" Qing walked over in a cold sweat, the pain caused by Lopseno's chanting continued, it was not easy for Han Leng to use the enchantment in this situation, and it was inevitable that he would be out of breath.

Qinggang walked in, but saw the bright red liquid bubbling down from Han Leng's fingers, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Are you injured?!" ”

“…… It's okay. It's just that he was stabbed by the magic stick's micro-spirit sword. "The physical exertion is too great, Han Leng can't care about the image anymore, and with a 'snap', he sits on the ground." The magic stick is okay for the time being, I put the golden Luo seal into his body, temporarily protect his spiritual platform and spiritual sea, and then it will be up to Sewell. ”

To completely solve the matter of Lin Haotian's fall into the demon, the only way to defeat the black and angel Lopusino, otherwise, no matter how many times they eliminate the demon for Lin Haotian, as long as his heart is not exhausted, he will still fall into the demon.

After this time, I must have a good talk with the god stick!

"What's wrong, my dear Sewell?" Lopsano took a few steps closer to Sewell.

'Boom! ’

Clinging to the toe of the shoe, a sharp wind blade slashed, and Lopsano looked down, a small crack appeared on the toe of the shoe, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

"Sewell, from the moment we choose to be angels, we are born to be slaughterers, what else do you have to run away from? Join forces with me, dear Sewell, and we will surely be outstanding allies. ”

Sewell raised his head slightly, the darkness in his eyes almost swallowing Lopseno. Lopsano held out his hands tremblingly, "Oh, what beautiful eyes. It's just like that adult. Why, why isn't mine? Why! Why! ”

Lopseno frantically grabbed his eyes until he pulled out the lake-green eyeballs in his sockets, and the blood gurgled down and dripped on the ground, making a 'click, click' sound.

"An incomplete test subject, dare to say that he is an 'angel'!" A sarcastic smile tugged at the corner of Sewell's mouth, his wings suddenly exerted, his body was like an arrow off the string, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Lopseno, and the tiger claws quickly struck out, grabbing at his chest fiercely.

'Bang! ’

Sewell's tiger claws were gripped tightly by a pair of bloody hands, "Oh, Sewell, you're too anxious. ”

A pair of black arms sprouted from the black wings, and the bloodied eyes were taken from the bloody hands, and the eyeballs were slowly sent into the hollow sockets. The eyes blinked a few times, and a pair of lake-green eyes turned again.

"What beautiful eyes." The black hand gently caressed Sewell's eyes, "Why don't you give it to me?" ”

As he spoke, his black hand immediately turned into a black feather, and the sharp end dug into Sewell's eyes.

Sewell didn't dodge, ignoring the feather that was about to pierce his eye, just smiled,

"It's a shame, Lopseno, you lost." (To be continued.) )