The same senior gods and demons walk.

The white-haired monk in front of him is not comparable to self-righteous newcomers like Ma Qiang and Zhang Wen.

To be able to hold out in the deadly poisonous fog for so long, it must have its own reliance.

Dong Yuan needs intelligence, and it also needs time, so that the poison can play a greater role.

Before she was sure that the monk in front of her was completely dead, she would not make a rash move.

As for why he didn't sell Ma Qiang and Zhang Wen directly, and instead cooperate with Tang Luo, a strong man.

In Dong Yuan's thinking, this white-haired monk is not a good partner to work with. Otherwise, Ma Qiang and Zhang Wen are so full that they can come to her to seek cooperation?

At the end of the day, she prefers to be alone.

"It seems that the people on the painting boat were killed by the donor." Tang Luo said, "I don't know why the donor killed the killer? ”

Dong Yuan's eyebrows were full of anger: "Someone is just looking for death." ”

The experience of painting the boat is a "black history" when she almost capsized the boat.

To put it simply, Dong Yuan wanted to investigate the information related to the little match girl in order to conduct an in-depth investigation.

I came into contact with someone who was still quite energetic in Ansan City.

The two sides met to draw a boat, and then, Dong Yuan was overshadowed and almost fell by the other party's medicine.

Walking as a god and demon, in a fit of rage, nearly a hundred corpses were ambushed.

The deadly poisonous mist spreads, killing all the people on the boat, whether innocent or not.

In the end, the drug attacked, drowsy, and was picked up by Ma Qiang and Zhang Wen who happened to be passing by, which is what happened.

The words "someone is looking for death" alone obviously can't satisfy the curiosity of Tingpai Tangluo.

"Can you go into more detail?" he asked. ”

Dong Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the other party's fearless appearance made her feel a little bad.

The poisonous mist, which was originally colorless and odorless, suddenly changed, and you can see that green "waves" began to surge in the air.

This is the performance of the deadly poisonous fog being used by Dong Yuan to the extreme.

The toxicity is much stronger than the "colorless and odorless" state.

Again, it lasts for a shorter period of time and is narrower in scope.

A minute and a half, counting the time just now, the deadly poisonous fog can only last for a minute and a half now.

After doing this, Dong Yuan did not stop, she stretched out her hand and made a few complex gestures.

He used his second skill, the Slowness Technique.

In front of Tang Luo, a snail pattern composed of luminous lines appeared.

Imprinted on him, disappeared without a trace.

Tang Luo glanced down and tried to raise his hand, but a wave of resistance came from all directions.

It was as if I had been completely placed in a viscous quagmire, and even the flicking of my fingers met resistance.

"You don't have a chance. Tell me, how much do you know about the role of the skull, and the little girl who sells matches? After doing these two things, Dong Yuan relaxed a little, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Arrogance kills people.

It's just that as soon as she relaxed, her body tightened up directly.

Because she saw that behind Tang Luo, in the surging green poisonous mist, I don't know when, a figure appeared.

A skinny figure.

"What people!"

Dong Yuan was startled and took a few steps back.

The figure ignored her, but slowly raised his hand, which belonged to the child's timidity, and a hoarse voice sounded with a hint of undue huskyness: "Excuse me, do you want to buy a match?" ”

A little match girl!

Dong Yuan immediately confirmed the identity of the comer.

I just don't know if I'm asking Tang Luo or Dong Yuan.

The deadly poisonous mist, whether it is color or toxicity, will naturally not have any effect on Dong Yuan's performance.

She clearly saw that the little match girl was bowing her head, and the point of her gaze was neither on the monk Xuanzang nor on herself.

Rather, on the skull of the chair!

"This skull really has something to do with her...... Could it be that killing her is to get a skull and complete the mission? Dong Yuan said secretly in her heart.

There was no departure, and there was no rash action.

There was no response, and the little girl slowly raised her head and looked in Dong Yuan's direction.

Moment.

Dong Yuan's body froze, completely grasped by the great fear.

Under the helmet-like dirty hair, there is a pair of obscure dark red eyes, which completely occupy Dong Yuan's world.

Not a special ability. It is the instinctive fear of the weak facing the strong, the inferior facing the superior, and the prey facing the predator who has completely entered the hunting state.

"No!"

Dong Yuan is not good, and he roared.

Breaking through the fear, the frozen body moved, opened the door as fast as possible, and rushed out.

No way!

The task can't be to let the gods and demons walk and kill such monsters, there must be something wrong!

Whatever is wrong, running away first, escaping first is the only thing needed now.

Dong Yuan was lucky.

The green poisonous fog cleared, and the little match girl did not chase her.

Tang Luo didn't chase her either.

Dong Yuan is just a "small thing", and the "person" in front of him is the more important thing now.

The little match girl, who was holding her fist up, did not let go of her right hand, and the small wooden stick inside showed the ends in the chapped palm.

"Excuse me, would you like to buy a match?" She asked again. This time, I asked Tang Luo.

"Okay." Tang Luo laughed.

"Good!" The little girl's voice suddenly became delighted, and she spread her palms.

The other hand was also stretched out, and the other matches were taken, leaving only one.

"How much?"

Tang Luo took the match from his cold little hand and asked.

Can retardation really achieve the effect that Dong Yuan wants? Inexistent.

"No money." The little match girl said, "Can you throw it out?" ”

"Huh?" Tang Luo was stunned for a moment.

He was ready for the other person's answer like "your life".

Unexpectedly, he didn't want money, but threw out the matches.

This kind of operation is kind of interesting.

"Can I throw it out?" Seeing that Tang Luo was stunned, the little girl selling matches urged.

It's still the original child's voice, but you can hear impatience and an eerie accent at the end.

It's like a prelude to a storm, a powder keg about to explode.

"Okay."

Tang Luo followed the advice, threw it lightly, and threw the small wooden stick match to the wall.

The little match girl turned around in an instant, knocked down the match, picked it up with her mouth, and returned to Tang Luo.

It's fast, and the action is ...... Very skilled.

Well?

Why are you so skilled?

"Again, again." She urged vaguely.

Tang Luo stretched out his hand and took a match from her mouth, there was no saliva or anything like that, what he felt was just cold, and suddenly it turned from a match to a popsicle.

"Are you Teletubbies?" Don Luo lost it again.

The little girl pounced again, fished it with her mouth, and sent it to Tang Luo: "Farther away, farther away." ”

The second half of the sentence is full of threats and impatient urgings.

It gives a very obvious feeling - if the next time is not far away, the monster in front of you will swallow the head in one bite.

"Okay." Tang Luo flicked his fingers.

The small sticks and matches smashed the closed windows like bullets and flew outside.

This little stick match is not an ordinary thing, and such strength and speed are not enough to damage it.

At the moment when the little stick match disappeared from the window, the little match girl was gone.

It's staggeringly fast.

Tang Luo continued to sit still, thoughtful in his eyes, this feeling was a bit familiar.

He wasn't worried that the little match girl wouldn't come back.

The skull is still here.

Tang Luo felt that although this little girl seemed to be wise, she could still communicate with him.

But in reality, it acts more like following some kind of rule, or instinct.

It can be determined that Tang Luo was focused on by the little girl who sold matches because of the relationship between the skull.

For him, even the daily "killing", or selling matches, stopped.

can really face Tang Luohou.

Her action was not to go and get the skull immediately, but to ask Tang Luo if he wanted to buy matches.

Meets the "consistent standard behavior" of a little match girl.

This is not like a move that a truly intelligent "being" can make.

More like ......

Before Tang Luo could come up with a reason, a faint cold wind blew in front of him.

The little match girl appeared in front of Tang Luo again.

"Farther away, farther away!" She held the match in her mouth, her voice becoming more and more indistinct, and she already had a beastly roar.

"How far?"

Tang Luo tossed the match up and down, and instead of throwing it out directly, he asked.

"Farther away! Farther away! The little girl looked up at Tang Luo, her obscure dark red eyes, exuding an endless fierce light.

It seems that even if you buy matches and throw them out according to her requirements, the final fate will not be able to escape being bitten off by her or swallowed completely.

"Asking for someone, it's not that kind of attitude, little thing." Tang Luo smiled, reached out and stroked the little girl's head, and then patted it.

The little match girl suddenly lost her balance.

The head drove the body and slammed it on the floor.

Broken wood was splashing, and the little match girl's head was embedded in the floor, half-lying on her stomach.

The next second, she propped her hands on the floor and pulled her head out with all her might.

"Roar—"

It will only be heard by Tang Luo alone, a deafening beast roar.

The little match girl's mouth was wide open and completely occupied her face, and it continued to expand.

Sharp teeth, glittering with cold light, scarlet tongues dancing like wild snakes.

It is not shaped like a human mouth, like a snake. And the sharp teeth like scimitars belong to beasts.

Facing this bloody mouth.

Tang Luo finally stood up, and at the same time, his right leg was raised and slammed upward.

The left hand turned into a palm, raised, from top to bottom, pressed down on the little girl's grown mouth, and pressed down.

The open upper and lower jaws had to be reunited.

The air was surging, and the plates on the table were shaking.

Closing his feet, his left hand pinched the protruding mouth of the "little girl", Tang Luo's expression was a little surprised: "Dog...... Child? ”

The little girl struggled frantically, kicking her hands and feet wildly, but she couldn't escape Tang Luo's clutches.

The whimpering sound is indeed very similar to that of a canine.

"One Yuan and Two Yi, the edge is broken, and it is fast!"

Just as Tang Luo was about to study it carefully, Qingyue's voice sounded.

An icy blue streamer shot straight behind his head.

Tang Luo turned his head, and his right hand showed a knuckle sword, a little back.

The ice-blue streamer turned into shards of starlight.

However, at the same time, another ice-blue streamer came from the other side.

Faster than just now!

Tang Luo's left hand moved slightly.

"Roar!" The little match girl instantly burst out with a powerful force far beyond just now, and took this opportunity to break free from Tang Luo's shackles and disappear without a trace in an instant.

Tang Luo's outstretched palm grabbed into the air.

The ice-blue streamer pierced his chest!