"His mother's grandson is Zhao Gao, no ***." I was bound by black fur, and I couldn't make any big moves. The fracture on the wrist of the black-haired claw was dry, and the inside was just as deflated, and the skin and flesh were pitiful. This clawless arm naturally didn't do anything to me, but the other one, I was still at a loss.

I didn't dare to move my hands, the soles of my feet hung in the air, and if I put my hands down again, I had to fall, and I had to follow in the footsteps of the fat man. The feeling of being decided by someone to decide whether you live or die, I still think that it will be more decent for me to take the initiative to jump.

"Zhao Gao? Hiss...... Hey, don't say it, this guy is pretty tall. The fat man didn't seem to hear what I said clearly, but only understood the name of the dead eunuch, and now he said it seriously.

I secretly screamed that my life was miserable, how could I put such a thing on the stall. I don't have the possibility that the fat man will fly to save me, so I scolded, and directly looked at the black hair.

This guy has been working like the Autumn Yama King for a while, and the hair on his face has thinned by more than half. I didn't want to continue to give it face, so I shouted directly through my throat: "Fuck your bastard, what kind of Hades do you still have the ability to call yourself, Lao Tzu doesn't care what the hell you are, I'll let you go to see the real Hades now." ”

The black-haired paws were stuck under my neck, a little too low, a black nail-like thing almost pierced my collarbone, I could still catch my breath, and when he didn't move for a few seconds, I inhaled sharply, let go of one hand, and slammed it into his face.

I only heard a click, and the bones were broken, but the feeling from my hand told me that it was my mother's finger skull joints broken, and this bastard looked at the black hair on his face, and the blue and purple human face underneath, but the black hair was just an illusion, and it was surprisingly hard, like the brush face of a black-maned pig's hair. The black hair was enough, and when my hand touched the black hair's face, I felt like I had hit a steel plate, not a face.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of my hand, and I saw that the middle three fingers had been bent inward to create an impossible angle, and I secretly thought again, this time if I saw the broken fingers, I could be a little harder, my good ones were missing three, and his palm that lacked two fingers was still a little shabby. It's just that as soon as you stretch out your hand in the future, it will be a six-and-six gesture, which is probably not elegant in most places.

"Dead fatty, what the fuck are you?" I hooked one hand on the hollow relief of the foot snake on the top of my head, this power is already my limit, the black hair in front of me grabbed my chest, as soon as my hand was released, I was going to be grabbed by the black haired bird's face under the chest and a large piece of flesh under the neck.

"If you hold on for a while, I can't bear it anymore, fat man, we have to understand each other."

I said in my heart that I understood your uncle, but in a blink of an eye, I saw that the fat man was also trying to climb up the chain, and the chain shrank one by one, and the iron chain, which was not elastic, actually had a tendency to be stretched.

The fat man climbed to a similar position, swaying from side to side, he was already heavy, and there was a copper lump at the bottom of the chain, and the swing of the chain was even greater.

"Look at your fat grandfather, my fat dragon crossing the river." The fat man shouted in the air, and the man was already halfway there. In less than a second when he stayed in the air, the iron chain broke in two with a bang, and the hundred-pound or even thousand-pound copper pendant flew down, and the speed was even a few steps faster than that of the fat man.

The height of the fat man was thrown up, almost to the back of the black-haired bird's face, and the pickaxe was hung in the gap of the hollow relief of the foot snake, and the pickaxe was also at the end of its life, and the rivets connected let out a terrible scream, and the pickaxe, which was originally still a figure 7, was directly straightened by the huge force.

Fortunately, the fat man had already grabbed the hollow bronze casting with his hand, and the zigzag mountaineering pickaxe in his hand also stabbed towards the black hair in an instant. There was a click, and there was another sound of dry flesh shattering, and the shards fell from the sky, and the copper lump fell into the hole.

The copper lump is also strange, saying that it is solid, but the sound of falling to the ground is a little weird, the sound is not loud, but it is like a drum bag containing something has broken, and there is air in it. I was already hanging at the limit, and I couldn't see it, so I just stared at the face of the black-haired bird.

The fat man was very face-saving, and as soon as he picked up, he cut the face of the black-haired bird in half, and I could see black bones peeking out of the black shriveled flesh. The bones were almost broken, but they were barely connected.

The black-haired bird's face was a little painful, and his claws let go of me, and he twisted back at a very strange angle with the strength of his hind limbs, and his torso made a whole cracking sound because of the damage, but this guy was still nimble, and he turned directly to the fat man at one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Damn, it's not written like that in the script, how can this thing still move." The fat man exclaimed, he grabbed the gap in the bronze cast with both hands again, the pickaxe was stuck in his waist, the fat man threw himself back, and moved several meters away in a few clicks.

I'm already at the limit, I can't use the strength of one hand, and the other arm is almost unconscious, this power is no longer from me, I can't even feel its existence, and now to say that I don't have this arm at all, I believe it.

"Dead fatty, the fuck can't do it, I guess I'll have to go first." I looked down at my feet, it was really not low, it was still a pit down, the height was almost twenty meters, the ground was an inclined plane, and it was all cast in copper, if I fell up, at least I would die. More often than not, it's still a flowering of the head.

Suddenly I noticed something strange about the copper shell that had fallen underneath, most of the light here was blocked, and there was a pit underneath, but there was still a glimmer of light. By that glimmer of light, I saw another face.

I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine, the copper lump was really hollow, and the shell was shattered at a height of more than ten meters, and there was liquid in it. The face was in the water, and I could see that it was leaking out of the copper shell.

But it was just a trance, but the face stopped looking at me, I stared carefully for a while, and soon I also wondered if I was wrong. There must have been a corpse in the copper shell, and it seemed to be a coffin.

I secretly screamed no, I was ready to disappear underneath, but who knew that when I turned my eyes and looked again, the face was still submerged in the half-submerged water, and it was indeed not moving. The water waves still fluctuate, and the light and shadow are flickering fireworks, and it is indeed possible that it is because of the flickering of light and water waves, which caused my visual misjudgment.

The sound of metal hitting metal brought my gaze back to the fat man, and it had been a few minutes since he was in a trance, and the fat man's face had been cut a few times, and the pickaxe had been thrown out and hit the bronze ground below.

"You...... You better go first, wait for the fat man, I can do it, if not, let's wait for the bridge together, you ...... You must not drink the soup of that ghost woman first, when your fat master and I arrive, let's go and find the trouble of the old Hades, this trip can't be in vain. ”

The fat man's voice was sharp, but when I heard that he could still play tricks, I also relaxed a little, the fat man's skin and flesh have been a lot whiter over the years, and there is a lot of oil and water, but there are red blood marks everywhere on the white flesh.

I was completely to the limit, the hooked fingers were about to be released, I had no confidence, the master on the side of my feet kept yelling, the broken fingers were still bent inward, it was really uncomfortable, the skin was still all connected, but it was obvious that the knuckles at the root had been broken.

The itching of my fingers was unbearable, I insisted on putting my fingers on my thighs, trying to use my strength to break the broken bones, and the bones were stained with blood that had oozed out of the flesh, and for some reason the itching was no less than cutting it directly.

Just as my fingers touched my thighs, my fingers suddenly felt something in a circle, and when I looked down, my heart suddenly opened. It was a neatly packed roll of paracord less than half a finger thick.

For a while, I wanted to slap myself to death, why didn't my mother think that if I had taken this ten minutes ago, I would have no problem walking between the hollow bronze castings upside down now.

I endured the pain and took half a day to hook the paracord from my waist from the buckle. At this time, it was already a heart-rending pain, and I couldn't help but look at the fat man.

After a while, I still dispelled the idea of using it for myself, this thing is more useful for fat people. Actually, I don't even have the ability to disassemble the paracord now.

I called out to the fat man, and when he understood, I flicked my arm and threw the paracord at the fat man. The fat man went to pick it up, and he didn't forget to scold: "You son of a bastard, what the hell are you doing, take it out now, you are going to let the fat man hang himself." ”

The fat man is full of blood and blood, and there is absolutely no problem with hanging. But this guy must have to kill the black hairy bird face first. I guessed correctly, the rope helped a lot, and the fat man made a rope sleeve a few times, and hung it on the neck of the black-haired bird face with a flick. The black-haired bird's face was already barely breathing, but this was just looking at the appearance, and when I saw the shriveled black-haired monster with almost broken body slapped at the fat man, I had to silently retract the idea just now.

The fat man's action was dangerous, and he was slapped by the black hair, but he was not prepared, and the person took off the air, and the feet were still inverted with copper cast hollow objects, but because the weight was too heavy, the legs and feet were slippery, and the person fell directly.

The fat man pulled the umbrella rope in his hand, holding on tightly, the black hair was also strong, and was pulled by the fat man, obviously staggered, but he pulled it up suddenly, or pulled the fat man, the fat man just shook off, a leap, and flew towards me.

I grabbed the bronze caster, I was no longer able to breathe, my hand completely lost its strength, and the person fell straight down. The actions of this fat man after that made me secretly decide that I had to curse his ancestors once a day for the rest of my life. The fat man threw himself at me, thinking that he would save me with some action. I didn't expect that this man got up with both feet, twisted his buttocks, and kicked me directly in the stomach, with great force, I flew up backwards again, and the fat man quickly grabbed the bronze caster on the top, and then immediately grabbed me again.