Chapter 64: The Last Beast Is Hard to Find (59)

One, two drops of sweat continued to drip down her cheeks, and the pain in her soul severely interfered with all her current movements, and even her vision was already a little blurred.

Mo Xiaoyou had never been so restrained and powerless, and for the first time, she clearly realized that this world was dangerous to her.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the sharp pain caused her tongue to instinctively retreat, directly blocking her throat, the suffocating sensation made her fingertips tingle instantly, and her leg muscles went weak uncontrollably, narrowly avoiding it before the tip of the peachwood sword touched her cheek.

The sudden change in height naturally caused the dagger in her hand to fall short as well, but the three years of training were not in vain.

Even though her fingertips were numb due to lack of oxygen, her wrist was still bent in an arc, and the sharp side blade of the dagger in her right hand was just scratched on Qiu Daoyuan's sleeve impartially.

In order to maintain balance in his left hand, another dagger on it touched the body of his peachwood sword, which he had not yet withdrawn.

"Stab", the sound of the cloth breaking and the few drops of bright red on the blue-gray Taoist robe looked quite shocking, and Qiu Daoyuan rarely showed an angry expression because of this.

"You wicked!"

The ink demon who was close at hand almost heard Qiu Daoyuan's sound of gritting his teeth.

However, what made her even more stunned was that Qiu Daoyuan didn't care about the sleeve that began to burn because of his own fire, but instead put away his peachwood sword, blew it babyishly, and stroked the tip of the sword like a baby, and then solemnly put it back on his waist.

It wasn't until the black spots that appeared in front of Mo Xiaoyou's eyes due to lack of oxygen showed signs of dissolving, that Qiu Daoyuan grabbed a zombie that he didn't know when he had already felt.

With a disgusted face, he killed it with one hand, and then stripped it of its clothes. At least five yellow talismans were pasted on it, and the ink demon saw that with each sticker, the clothes were like being washed.

By the fifth one, the clothes were as clean and tidy as if they had been sent to a dry cleaner.

Then, under the gaze of Mo Xiaoyou's wide-eyed eyes, he actually pulled out his peachwood sword and cut off his right sleeve and burned off part of the skin on his sleeve.

Then, holding back the pain, he carefully wiped his mahogany sword boy with the washed and ironed clothes, and finally used the remaining cloth to cover his wound.

Mo Xiaoyou had already come back to his senses at this time, forcibly endured the pain of the demon soul's injury, and with a wave of his hand again, trapped Qiu Daoyuan in the enchantment, and in his cold eye knife as if he was about to kill, he forcibly retreated to the place where Hualuo and they left.

Her two battles only took more than five minutes, and the demon power in her body was still very abundant, but her demon soul was hit hard. Ignoring Chen Ling, who had already begun to shout on the wall, Mo Xiaoyou glanced at Qiu Daoyuan seriously, turned his head and left.

And at this time, Chen Ling realized that from the other side, the zombies they had attracted before had appeared staggeringly. And the most disturbing thing is that the ink demon did not remove the enchantment around them immediately when he left.

But the enchantment faded away from the Mo Demon as the releaser moved away.

In fact, in the eyes of the ancestor, these zombies were just a problem to solve in minutes, but she didn't know what the enchantment of the ink demon was, and in the enchantment, all her spells were imprisoned.

Chen Ling is just an ordinary person in the enchantment now. Seeing those disgusting zombies approaching a few people one by one, although she was standing on the wall, she couldn't avoid the smell of human flesh on her body that made the zombies grab her one after another.

The low wall itself is not high, and the shield set up by the ink demon is for imprisonment, if the zombies can jump at this time, I am afraid that Chen Ling would have been caught and eaten.

She gritted her teeth and muttered to herself, "No wonder that man is avoiding you!" You monster really has the ability to imprison with one hand! ”

"Who do you say is avoiding me?"