Chapter Eighty-Five: The War of the Gods (Seventy-Four) The Netherworld is coming

"You'd better pray you don't run into them, or you'll ......," Uncle Cody swept over everyone's faces with a gloomy face, and the men told ghost stories as if it was a warning, or as an old man scaring the juniors, and the girls were more timid, except for Aerys, a non-human, of course. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info However, among all of them, Haiting's face was the most ugly, and he now decided in his heart that what he met today was the fluttering girl, and the fear in his heart made him not care if he was out of shape, like a two-person actor who performed a crying funeral, sitting on the carpet with his legs crossed, and howling to tell everyone what happened to him today.

From the moment he walked into this village, Mo Chen's heart was already ready to meet some unusual things, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, so he comforted Haiting, "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, rest assured!" And we, let's figure it out together. ”

Unexpectedly, before Haiting could be moved, as soon as Uncle Cody heard what happened to him today, he changed his previous kind appearance and drove them out like a plague.

"Hey! Why are you like this, old man! Haiting pulled away Uncle Cody's hand and pushed him, and he didn't get angry, "Why are you turning your face faster than turning a book!" ”

"It's not that I don't keep you! Meet in Pingshui, let you rest here with me, I have done my duty, you can't harm me. "Don't look at Uncle Cody's age, he was still trembling when he just walked, and at this moment, he was carrying Haiting's clothes and dragging him out of the door, which was not much worse than that of a young and strong young man.

Meng Xinyao and Han Yi begged each other with kind words, hoping that the uncle could tell them how to save themselves, "There must be a way, our villagers will not be afraid of being like this, you guys go quickly!" Don't drag me down! Anyway, I've taken you in for so long, and you can't take revenge! ”

Before the uncle's words fell, there was a thunderclap outside the window, and the ears of the people who shook him bummed, and the pouring rain followed. "Hurry up! She's coming! The uncle shouted violently, dragging Haiting more than a meter away as if he was desperate with someone. Haiting was also frightened, and tore up with the old man with a shake of his hand.

If it is a problem, everyone can start thinking together and seek answers, but none of the old and young in front of us are fuel-efficient lamps. It was raining outside, and no one wanted to go out, and now I thought that I still had to persuade the old people to take them in.

"Don't look at it, help pull them away!" Meng Xinyao shouted at Gao Ming and Lin Xiao.

"Your uncle!" Haiting flew up and kicked Gao Ming's knee, and the picture fell into chaos again, one old and two young, thunderbolt prolong rolled together.

Everyone hurriedly went to the rack, and Mo Chen suddenly stopped the people who were racking, "Leave them alone, let them fight enough in one go." ”

"But ......" Meng Xinyao looked at the old man's rickety shoulders worriedly and hesitated. But seeing Mo Chen's serious face, he thought that he had a reason to do this, so he let him.

Therefore, if you see someone fighting, as long as it is not a life-and-death battle, leave him alone. At this time, most of the parties involved in the fight are blood gushing upward, and the more people fight, the more energetic the fight, and the stronger the psychology of wanting to "win". No one is watching, and they don't have to pay attention to them, and they are bored when they fight themselves.

Mo Chen looked at his watch, and after five or six minutes of effort, he put down his wrist and looked at the three people who were still rolling together, and asked softly, "It's not over yet?" Meng Xinyao kept staring at him, feeling that what he was asking was like waiting for his girlfriend to put on makeup and then go out.

"That's it...... Finish! Gao Ming gasped, didn't know whose thighs were pulled apart, crawled out of it, leaned on the leg of the chair and sweated profusely.

Uncle Cody and Haiting also slowly separated from each other and sat on the ground to rest. Leaving them a few minutes to breathe, Mo Chen came to the uncle and squatted down, patting the soil on his body as if flattering, while saying good things. However, he also knew that after such a fuss, it was impossible for the uncle to take them in here for the night. The only thing he hoped for was that he could still give some clues, so that they could help Haiting and escape the catastrophe.

Uncle Cody took a breath and pointed at Haiting with his hand, "Young man, you are so tough!" His strange voice was weird, Haiting thought that he was going to tear him up again, so he let go of his originally rough voice and choked back, "Is it hard or not, what's the matter?" Disobedience! ”

The uncle learned the Chinese-style fist hugging, don't turn his head and arch his hand at him, "You Niu 13, yes, you stay here, I'll go!" I'll make room for you, old man. As he spoke, he got up and walked to the door. Mo Chen also wanted to persuade him, but the old man waved his hand, pushed open the door and walked away, leaving a room full of people in a circle.

No one expected Uncle Cody to come out like this, Mo Chen guessed that maybe even if Haiting didn't fight with Cody, he would find other reasons to leave! Because as an NPC that connects the plot, he has already said what he needs to say and done what he needs to do.

The thunder still roared, the trembling lattices rattled, the cold wind squeezed through the cracks in the windows, and the wicks of the candles danced enchantingly. Haiting sat on the ground in a depressed mood, pitifully swept over everyone's faces, his eyes flashed as if he could speak, begging for mercy, you must help me!

This time, their military commentator, Aerys, couldn't help anymore, and she had never heard of Uncle Cody's Fluttering Girl or the like. Meng Xinyao shook her scepter towards Haiting, and patted Haiting's shoulder warmly, "Don't be afraid, there's me!"

"Da Yaoyao~" Haiting was full of emotion in her heart, and couldn't help but burst into tears, opened her arms coquettishly, and gave Meng Xinyao a bear hug that she couldn't break free.

What a pseudo-mother, Gao Ming shrugged his shoulders, the hot pain on his right wrist, looking down, it was actually a neat row of tooth marks, and he didn't have to think about it to know that such a "gentleman" thing must have been done by Haiting.

As Mo Chen said, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and they can't just sit and wait for death because they are afraid of the fluttering girl. Taking advantage of the faint light of the candles, they set up camp in this house, and there was still some leftover food in the kitchen, since the uncle said that he was leaving, he would not care about this little thing! Neither of them treated themselves as outsiders, but each took what he needed.

After eating and drinking, his eyes are astringent, this is Li Fang's oldest, he is middle-aged, but he does not have the youthful vitality of this group of handsome guys and beautiful women. Ready-made chairs, save a simple "bed", close your eyes and recuperate.