--

-->

Even Fujieda is such a bully! They really don't have much to say! While slashing the vines on his side, he sped up his pace and rushed towards the side of the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just like in the thunderous hole before, by the side of this Miss Qin, that is called a safe.

Now it doesn't matter if this Miss Qin is the sworn enemy of their Zhong family and Qiushui family, even if they are scolded for begging for death and being close to their faces, in short, let's save their lives first!

Suddenly, a large thorn bush in front of him suddenly fell into a small piece, and a figure covered in flesh and blood rolled out from within, with a ghostly cry from his mouth, and a bloody pair of hands poked out of the thorn bush and hugged the thigh of a Zhong family disciple suddenly.

The disciple was so frightened that he stretched out his foot and kicked the man's face without thinking about it, screaming in horror, "What the hell are you? Don't drag me, let go! Let go!! Let go!! ”

Against the sky, he turned his head slightly, and saw the person who crawled out with a rolling belt and grabbed the thigh of the Zhong family's disciple, his eyebrows moved slightly, and a faint sneer rose on his lips.

"Wow, who's that!!" Holding the machete's hand, Fuji Luo couldn't help but tremble twice, and hurriedly cut off a vine branch that had rushed to his side, keeping up with the pace of the sky, and hated to stick to someone's back, so that he could avoid those vines that were entwined left and right, and appeared in an endless stream.

"That's Miss Wang. Being able to climb out of the thorn vines, although the current appearance has become a little inhuman, but it can be regarded as a good means and good ability. Ordinary people, after being swallowed up by thorn bushes, where can they still have the strength to climb out? He said coldly.

"What? That's Miss Wang. Teng Luo turned her head to look at the person lying on the ground, clinging to the thigh of the Zhong family's disciple, and shook her head with a slight hesitation, "Why does she look like this?" It is estimated that her parents don't recognize her now. ”

It's no wonder that the vine doesn't recognize it. This man was lying on the ground with his hair scattered, there was hardly a piece of intact skin on his body, his feet were still entwined with a few thorny vines, his legs and feet seemed to be difficult for a long time, but his hands were holding on to the legs of the Zhong family disciple, and he used all his strength to firmly slap the disciple, constantly roaring something in his mouth, and struggling to move forward and crawl.

Countless rattans flew out of the thorn bushes, wrapping her legs below her knees, and she hugged the disciple's legs, screaming sharply, her body was dragged backwards by the rolling thorn vines, and she could almost clearly hear the click of her kneecaps being torn.

Wang Yin was covered in blood, gritted her teeth and roared and swore not to let go.

The disciple of the Zhong family who was caught by her was so anxious that his face was green, and he kept shaking his two thighs, and his whole body kept trembling, just like a patient with a seizure, he kept shaking, intending to shake Wang Yin away from him.

His eyes kept staring at the vine branches that were flying over, and he was so anxious that tears were about to flow down, and he grabbed Wang Yin's fingers to rescue his pants that were being pulled.

Crazy woman, don't bother people if you want to die!!

"Whew!" The pants were torn from the top half, and the disciple was already dressed in tattered beggar clothes, where could he withstand Wang Yin's dead drag.

So the disciple simply tore up the lower half of his pants, threw them on the ground like rags, and wore shorts that shrunk to his thighs and looked like "hot pants", his face was embarrassed, his eyes were spitting fire, and the smoke was billowing above his head, glaring at Wang Yin angrily.

Against the sky, he twitched the corners of his lips, looking at the disciple's unkempt and sloppy appearance, and suddenly felt an urge to laugh.

Teng Luo burst out laughing before her, and the hand holding the big knife also trembled.

Many Yun Clan disciples couldn't help but burst out laughing one after another, while the others were so busy getting rid of the vine branches around them that they didn't have time to glance at the hotpants disciple.

Although there were not many people looking at him, the hotpants disciple was also full of embarrassment, showing a bare leg, and he didn't know where to cover his hands.

"Ahh Wang Yin raised her head suddenly, one resentful eye glared at the sky not far away, and then saw that her other eye was slightly closed, and the blood beads were slightly hanging from the corner of her eye, thinking that she had hurt her eye when she was dragged into the bush by the thorn vine just now.

Teng Luo's trembling laughter stopped abruptly, and she glanced at the sky in confusion, "Sister-in-law, what is she staring at you." Didn't you drag her into the thorns? ”

"Probably my unflawed appearance makes her angry." Reverse Tian easily read this meaning from Wang Yin's eyes, showed a mocking smile, turned his head and winked at Tengluo.

"He, he!" Wang Yin struggled to climb forward a few steps, reached out and grabbed the ankle of the hotpants disciple, and pinched it tightly.

As soon as the hotpants disciple avoided two or three vine branches, he thought about escaping from this crazy woman, but he grabbed his feet, and the whole person suddenly fell forward with an unstable center of gravity.

The young man silently thought in his heart, and after the loud "bang", his people were completely lying on their stomachs, and their faces were stabbed by the thorn vines that suddenly rushed over.

Dozens of vines swam like spiritual snakes, surrounding this Zhong family hot pants disciple and Wang Yinqi. Seeing this, the hotpants disciple screamed and hurriedly crawled forward, not caring about his limbs being pierced by vines.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yin was holding his two calves, and as soon as he moved, Wang Yin followed him, and his hands were still messily hugging him above his knees, desperately grabbing and pulling his hot pants.

The disciples of the Zhong family kept kicking their legs to the back, kicking Wang Yin's almost deformed face with all their strength, and screamed in horror and anger, "You crazy woman, crazy woman, let go, let go!! ”

"Huh-la-la-" Wang Yin finally completely ripped the hot pants of the Zhong family disciple, and everyone took the time to look back at the side while scrambling to defend against the vines.

I saw that Wang Yin tore the hot pants, and suddenly his hands were empty, and his body was no longer uncontrollably dragged back by the thorn vines of the roots of the trees entwined from behind, only to hear a series of screaming and miserable howls, and the figure buried in the thorn vines gradually lost its voice.

And after the Zhong family disciple lost Wang Yin's death power, he finally managed to crawl up from the ground, and he didn't care about the embarrassment, and ran forward vigorously.

Against the sky: ......

Sure enough, in order to survive or something, everyone is working hard!

It's just that the man was quite unlucky, so he escaped Wang Yin's clutches and ran for less than two steps, when he was kicked by the swing and pounced on a thick and sturdy ancient vine, and was swept away in an instant.