Dading is out.

The eyes of the fat pig are straight. blurted out: "Treasure gourd?"

Zhao Ke can be sure that what this guy took out was Da Xia Ding.

Because of the vague connection between the above and himself, Zhao Ke can be sure that this is Da Xia Ding.

But I don't know what the reason is, this guy actually disguised Daxia Ding as a treasure gourd?

The exterior is covered in a layer of metal.

There is also a moire gossip carved on it.

With a dark silver luster, it is quite a bit of a fusion of technology and metaphysics.

But it's a pity that Zhao Ke is not interested in appreciating the masterpiece of the prosthetic Xue Tong.

Seeing that he took out the Great Xia Ding, he had an extremely bad premonition in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, he slashed the iron rope on one side of the order.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke and the fat pig instinctively felt a fierce sense of falling.

The two of them grabbed the broken bridge in their hands and quickly fell towards the valley.

The sound of the wind pours into the ear holes, and the ears of the person who blows are buzzing.

The sight swirled, making the fat pig scream.

He doesn't have the ability to fly now, and if he really falls off such a high cliff, he will have to fall to pieces, the kind that can be dumped into the trash can by sweeping.

"Bang!"

The two of them clung to the iron cables on the bridge deck, and the broken bridge slid in mid-air and slammed into the other cliff.

Even if there is a layer of wooden planks on the bridge deck underneath the body.

But the two people who hit him were dizzy for a while.

Zhao Ke shook his head, quickly raised his head, and looked in the direction of the prosthesis.

I saw the prosthesis, holding the big Xia Ding in the shape of a treasure gourd with both hands.

I saw a stream of blue light erupting from the ding, and as soon as the blue light shone, a dense black mist emerged from under the blue light.

"What's that??"

The fat pig rubbed his eyes, trying to see clearly that the black mist was spraying out of the above.

At the same time, he was also asking Zhao Ke.

I don't know why Zhao Ke, after seeing his prosthesis, he would quickly run away.

In my impression, this guy's strength is not bad.

Throw away the second child who was poisoned, at least the sixth and seventh children, but they all died at the hands of this guy.

"I don't know, it's definitely not a good thing anyway, don't be stunned, hurry up and climb!"

Zhao Ke urged the fat pig to climb up quickly.

From Kerry Russ's body, Zhao Ke recognized one thing.

The prosthesis does not mean that it is the same as yourself, or the way of thinking will be the same as yourself.

Each prosthesis has its own mind.

Male or female, old or young.

But without exception, few are fuel-efficient lamps.

Unless the ontology itself is stupid enough, don't expect these prosthetics to be more stupid than you.

I saw a sharp cry gradually coming from inside the black mist.

It's a bit like the cry of a wildcat that hurts its throat.

It sounds goosebumpy.

"I'm a mother, what's that going on?"

Halfway up, the fat pig looked back, and the fat on his face not only trembled.

Before I saw it, there was only a small patch of black fog.

Now, it's a dark cloud.

A large patch of black pressure was hanging over their heads.

The fat pig can be regarded as seeing clearly at this time.

This large black oppressive piece is a bird, but it is not a bird that the fat pig knows, rotting feathers, and the smell of rancid smell is permeating the whole body.

I can see some birds with half of their bodies, and there are only skeletons left, but they are still flying!

"Chest, what are you doing?"

The fat pig looked down at Zhao Ke.

saw Zhao Ke with a black face, and silently took out a dagger from the mail book.

The silver dagger shone with a cold murderous aura.

Raising it to the fat pig's buttocks is a knife.

"Ah!!h

As soon as the fat pig chrysanthemum was exhausted, he let out a scream like killing a pig, and scolded: "Your special brew is not dead and sick!" ”

As he spoke, he saw that Zhao Ke was stabbed again.

"Hurry up and climb, if you can't climb up, I'll cut you down and send you to be a eunuch!"

When is the fat pig still slow, Zhao Ke feels that it is necessary, so that he can understand what it means to burn his buttocks.

looked at the silver dagger in Zhao Ke's hand.

The fat pig felt cold under his crotch, and even the walnuts wrinkled his ruffians.

I didn't dare to say more, so I grabbed the bridge in my hand and quickly climbed up.

"Hey, it's so slow, how about I give you a ride!"

Xue Tong, who was standing on the opposite side of the cliff, had a smile on his face, and pointed at Zhao Ke and the two with his hand.

Suddenly, the corpse bird with the black pressure on its head began to stir its wings and rushed towards the two.

It sounded like a tsunami.

Don't say it's Zhao Ke this time, even the fat pig is in a hurry.

But the two of them were standing at the head of the bridge before, and they climbed up at this time, even if they climbed fast, they couldn't climb halfway.

Facing the black pressure behind him, a corpse bird rushed over.

The fat man's hands shook, and he almost sat down with the dagger in Zhao Ke's hand.

"Hurry up and climb!"

Zhao Ke urged the fat pig, and he regretted it in his heart.

I knew that I should have stood behind the fat pig at that time.

Look at the corpse birds surging behind you.

Zhao Ke also felt a tingling in his scalp.

Hell, how did this guy get so many of these things into Daxia Ding.

I don't know what happened to the sambar deer and the old tree.

But what is certain is that the new home that I have finally renovated is afraid that it will be completely finished.

"I ...... I can't crawl anymore! ”

The fat pig had a crying voice in his voice, although he had great strength, but his endurance was not good, and climbing up vertically like this was far more difficult than usually walking up the stairs.

Zhao Ke didn't speak, and stabbed him head-on.

The fat pig howled in pain and rushed upward.

"Don't prick it! If you stick Lao Tzu's ass again, it will be rotten! ”

As he spoke, the fat pig gritted his teeth and climbed up.

But behind the buttocks, there was soon a hot pain.

It doesn't feel like it's pricked this time.

It felt like a knife was drilling into it, making the fat pig tighten his legs at the same time, and scolded: "You pervert! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu pulled your hand to! ”

"I didn't stab you, you can look back yourself!"

Zhao Ke scolded angrily.

I saw that the fat pig looked back and saw that there were already four or five corpse birds pounced on his buttocks.

The corpse bird seems to smell the blood on the fat pig's butt.

Quack, chirping.

The sharp bird pecked and pricked the fat pig's buttocks.

Twist while piercing.

The expression on the fat pig's face was indescribably weird.

It's a little bit ...... I want to refuse and welcome, and I am afraid.

It's like doing a big health care for the first time, and it's a feeling of enjoyment and worrying about getting hit.

Although Zhao Ke did not receive such special treatment as a fat pig.

But the black-pressed corpse bird behind him pounced, and the sharp bird pecked at Zhao Ke fiercely.

Even the belt meat was torn off a large piece.

Zhao Ke, who was in pain, grinned.

But in their current situation, it is difficult to fight back.

Glancing, the distance from the top of the cliff.

At this distance, I can't teleport through it with a dagger of space.

"You have to think of a way, I can't hold it anymore!"

The fat pig is crawling while lifting his buttocks and tightening his abdomen, but the bird behind the buttocks seems to be a little naughty.

It's not like other corpse birds.

Take a bite here, tear off a slice there.

Even if it hurts, the fat pig can still bear the rough skin and thick meat.

But the problem is that this bird has spotted the fat pig's eyes.

The bird pecked into it, twisting its head back and forth, full of the spirit of exploration.

Zhao Ke knew that if it went on like this, let alone climbing up, it would be difficult for the two of them to save their lives.

"Do you have smoke bombs?"

At this time, Zhao Ke remembered that the fat pig seemed to have some other tactical weapons on his body in addition to those heavy machine guns.

Smoke grenades, there should be.

"Nope!"

The fat pig didn't shout back, but after shouting, he slapped his head: "There is this!" ”

I saw the fat pig talking, and took out a bundle of signal sticks from the mail book.

In reality, this kind of signal stick is sold in some camping specialty stores.

When broken, a thick smoke with color is generated.

It can be used when calling for help in the wild.

"Give it to me!"

Zhao Keba, the signal gang took it.

"Ghost Tiger!" Summons the Ghost Tiger.

Although the hole in the ghost tiger's body is gone, even the head is gone, but at this time, it is just right to use.

I saw Zhao Ke break all the signal rods and throw them into the empty stomach of the ghost tiger.

Suddenly, a thick puff of smoke began to emerge from the ghost tiger's physical strength.

Red, yellow, green.

Not only pungent, but also particularly spicy to the eyes.

Under the thick smoke cover.

These corpse birds can't stand it anymore, their sense of smell is very sensitive.

Covered by such a thick smoke, it didn't take long for them to spread out around Zhao Ke and Fat Pig.

Taking advantage of this effort, Zhao Ke and the fat pig were also relieved, and climbed up with bated breath.

Zhao Ke took advantage of the fat pig's inattention, picked up the knife, and stabbed the fat pig's buttocks twice, and the fat pig trembled in pain.

I couldn't help but speed up.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

I finally climbed the cliff.

When the fat pig pounced on the ground, his whole body was dyed green, and the hair on his head was dyed green.

Getting up from the ground, the fat pig immediately took off his pants.

After groping for a while in the back of his ass, he pulled it out hard.

"Flutter ......".

And I saw the head of a dead bird, which was pulled out by a fat pig as if it were a turnip.

"Rely on Aunt ......"

The corpse bird's body was gone, and only one head remained.

The pitch-black bird pecked bloodshot and its beak opened from time to time.

With a loud scolding, the fat pig stomped the corpse bird's head to pieces.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that Zhao Ke also climbed up, but the injuries on Zhao Ke's body were far more serious than him.

He was drenched in blood and had wounds all over his body.

At this time, the fat pig raised his nose and smelled the smell of blood on Zhao Ke's body, not only swallowing and foaming: "It's so fragrant!" ”