Mo Yan saw that the melon he threw smashed into the apprentice, and the apprentice still looked like he was going to die and was ugly, and the anger in his heart came up slowly!

Seeing this, the middle-aged man laughed loudly with a face that was neither human nor ghostly: "Haha! Gua Wazi, you smashed this melon well! I was worried that I couldn't find you, so I sent it to the door myself." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yan endured the pain in his eyes, glared at the middle-aged man and said, "!

Mo Yan had never seen such a ghost animal's face, she couldn't help but vomit!

Tiandao, who was eating popcorn, felt a wave of nausea: Nima, I'll it! I vomited .jpg

When the middle-aged man saw the scene of Gua Wazi's vomiting, the fire in his eyes was about to burst out, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Nima, it's you who made me look like this person is not a ghost or a ghost!"

The middle-aged man hated it, Nima, if it weren't for this group of melon babies who arranged that ghost formation, it would be difficult for him to move an inch in the formation. And the more time passed, the more he felt that this formation was terrifying, and it was getting hotter and hotter here.

He realized that if he didn't leave, he would become the first monk ever to die of heat.

He didn't want to be so famous, he wanted to kill that kid and leave this ghost formation. So he used the forbidden technique to improve his cultivation at the cost of his own essence and blood, and the price was this face that his parents didn't recognize.

He's also a face-saving man! He hates and suffers, he just wants to kill these two hairy boys, why did this happen? He is not married yet, and he still wants to find a daughter-in-law with his face!

He felt that life had finally started on his poor little one, and his face was gone!

The more the middle-aged man thought about it, the more angry he became, he clenched his fists and scolded angrily: "You are enough! I want you to be unable to live, to die." ”

He couldn't hold back his reason anymore, he didn't think about it, and attacked Mo Yan who was vomiting with his sword.

The closer he got, the more he smelled the disgusting smell of vomit in the air, Nima, this melon baby, it's disgusting!

At the same time, the middle-aged man inadvertently skimmed the pile of vomit, and a visual impact of spicy eyes that he had never felt before came to his heart, and he also felt that his eyes hurt.

Stomach acid was already flooding his throat, his stomach was also turning over, he wanted to vomit!

He had never encountered such a disgusting thing, even if those people had bursting heads and blood was flowing all over the ground, he was not so uncomfortable, and he had never had the urge to vomit so much!

He suddenly felt that meeting these two people was the most terrifying thing in his life, and he felt the deep malice of the world, in fact, he was just a poor kitten.

Yes, he forcibly supported the disgust of that ghost animal, tried to forget the pile of vomit that was extremely reverie, and continued to attack Mo Yan with his sword.

The tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to Mo Yan, and the air was also oppressive, except for the smell of vomit from the ghost animal, everything was so harmonious.

The male protagonist who was about to die on the side couldn't help but hold his breath, he hated his weakness so much, why did Master come back, isn't this sending him to death?

At the same time, a sense of fear that he had never felt before, even when he faced death, except for resentment and unwillingness, he was not afraid of death!

But now, he watched a person he cared about die in front of him, he was so uncomfortable and his heart hurt. He didn't want anything to happen to this person who had cared about him for so long since his mother left.

He struggled to awaken his senses, propped up his weak body, and made a hoarse voice: "No, don't ......"