Chapter Eighty-Three: A Group Fight That Can't Help Fighting (3)

(Shushu.com provides text chapters) The ghost woman looked at the posture in Na Ze's hand and was stunned for a moment, and then laughed coldly: "I didn't expect that there are really a lot of zombie tricks in the West, and even these things can be learned, which really makes my sister envious!" It seems that the white flower is really a good thing! Little one, if you pretend to be deaf and dumb again, my sister doesn't mind swallowing you alive, so as not to waste it! ”

The answer to him was Naze's calm movements, one horizontal and one vertical, one stroke of the fingers, the fingers passed through the milky white points of light, graceful and soothing, like the ink-colored bamboo forest under the clear sky, with a light stroke, if the previous Naze was like the embodiment of the night, then at this moment he is gorgeous, like the stars. Book. Book. net

Naze's indifferent appearance finally angered the ghost woman, and she spread her arms suddenly, and the black robe was torn in an instant, revealing the long red skirt inside. The sky is fluttering, the flawless face and eyes are not so much black as dark gray, and even the lips are pale pink, wrapped in a blood-red dress, giving people the illusion of delicateness.

But apparently no one would think that she was delicate, and her fingertips were growing with a degree that was visible to the naked eye, and she did not stop until she was more than half a foot long, and just as others thought she would pounce on Nazawa, she danced to herself. The long, somewhat terrifying nails stretched into the air and gently waved down, the long sleeves with the rouge rolled up in the long dense alienation, turning faster and faster, as her body moved, her image turned into a flower, the manzhu sawa around Naze, as if flying in the sky, silver and blood intersecting, starlight and starlight, if you forget that this is a cruel contest, then the beautiful scene in front of you is simply the most gorgeous visual feast. Book. Book. net

She turned closer and closer, and Naze stretched out her fingertips to brush his cheek, and Naze finally moved. He fluttered his eyelashes, opened his eyes slightly, and stared into the distance. He didn't seem to notice that the woman in front of him was spinning faster than the ghost woman. His movements were so peaceful and slow, one hand stretched out flat, and the milky white light gathered in the palm of his hand, bit by bit.

The ghost woman thought he was casting a spell to trick forward. Swinging her long sleeves from behind his back, as she approached his back, she seemed to be isolated by an invisible net, and she took a step back in disbelief, and swirled around with another side blow, and the sleeves were still blocked.

At this time, Nazawa looked into the distance as if he didn't feel anything. The milky white ball of light in his hand gradually expanded. I saw him gently hold up the streamer, and his figure was still facing away from her at one moment, and he had disappeared the next moment. The milky ball of light was already in front of her eyes. Nazawa's expression remained the same as peaceful.

The ghost woman simply can't dodge. It was thrown to the ground and for a moment the entire parking lot was dusty again. Her terrible cry was unbearable: "No, no, it's impossible, I've been rebuilt for five thousand years, I'm a goddess, I'm a god, I can't lose, I can't lose, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it----"

The sound and vibration were transmitted to the talisman device, although it was weakened, but the nine-tailed fox still vomited several mouthfuls of blood in a row due to the vibration of his heart, Mo Mo hurriedly called out the mushy and hugged the crying little Lucifer to help her, and eagerly remembered the function of his blood on the blood clan, and simply bit a piece of his finger and stretched it to the mouth of the nine-tailed fox, the nine-tailed fox was stunned at first, when the blood of Mo Mo's finger dripped to her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then leaned in and added a mouthful. Book. Book. In an instant, her body glowed with milky white brilliance, and the nine tails behind her gradually transformed from gloomy to entity, Mo Mo sighed with relief, closed his eyes, patted his chest, and didn't see the solemnity on the nine-tailed fox's face.

Mo Mo wiped her sweat, and at present, the nine-tailed fox ground injury is stable, and she has already called the dean while she has just called the dean, wanting to ask him to come to the rivers and lakes to help the emergency. As a result, the dean, who was delirious, was good, and before she could say that they were besieged, he only mentioned that a nine-tailed fox was injured and dying, and he immediately shouted "Come immediately" and hung up the phone, and after that, the phone couldn't get through, and it was estimated that it was tangled, and everyone came to the ground, but they didn't expect him to move so fast.

Mo Mo looked up at the field, and Naze seemed to have defeated the ghost without much effort, although from the perspective of patriotism, the defeat of Chinese zombies by Western zombies is a little unpleasant, but in any case, it is always right for justice to defeat evil! Moreover, Na Ze is now a "Chinese son-in-law", it's a big deal, she let Na Ze and Xiao Lu Sifer both become Chinese citizens, plus teach Western zombie unique kung fu, well!

Thinking like this, Mo Mo, who has a strong patriotic plot, suddenly looked at the audience with a comfortable body and some leisure, this is more real than the live broadcast! Mo Mo sneezed, waved his hand, and didn't expect such a slender figure of a ghost woman to raise more dust than the eighteen arhats.

Finally, I vaguely saw that the person Mo Mo squinted his eyes vigorously, what's the matter, that woman?! Why is the person in the middle who pounces on the ground after the dust is also headless?!

Could it be that the woman was actually a nun?! Mo Mo opened his mouth wide in surprise, and silently thought in his heart: Turn your head, turn your head, turn your head!

"Bang", the woman seemed to hear Momo's call, turned her head faintly, her tattered red dress and bloodless face were like the wronged souls of hell, Momo couldn't help but be afraid and glanced at the woman's head, there were only a few sparse yellows on the door, and there was no ring scar! So she's born bald?!

It's a pity that such a beautiful face Mo Mo swallowed his saliva and commented pertinently, his eyes swept to the ground, and the corners of his black eyes scattered on the ground twitched, and it turned out that such a beautiful head was fake......

The woman noticed that Momo's gaze also lowered her head, and the woman's intuition made her instantly understand what Momo meant. She waved the sharp fingertips in her hand, and suddenly raised a bright smile: "Poor me, then you come to accompany me as a ----"

As soon as the word "He" blurted out, her whole body flew over, and the water sleeve swept towards the talisman like a red snake, and the moon-shaped purple crystal was touched by the water sleeve, and the light suddenly dimmed.

"Ahh Momo and Slim screamed in unison.

The ghost woman laughed proudly: "This magic weapon is just a girl who has refined the essence of blood, that man doesn't seem to really care about you, otherwise why don't you use it to restrain me-

"Because there is no need!" Naze's voice sounded without warning, and the next moment it had appeared beside Momo, holding the slimy little guy who was squatting on the ground in his hand, and he was still tightly strangling the little Lucifer, maybe after crying, the little guy was used to the strange scene, and in the face of this bald aunt who was not ugly and a large group of bald uncles and grandfathers, the little guy showed the first really happy smile since today: "Silver Heart, Meat Bun ----" book. Book. net