Everyone was startled and ran desperately forward, stumbling all the way. www.biquge.info I don't know how long I have been running, but the black fog has been silently shrouded in us. The next moment I felt like I couldn't see anything, and it was pitch black and even the light of the flashlight was gone.

I didn't expect the speed of this black mist to be so fast, and I couldn't see my five fingers at this time, but fortunately, I was on the monk's back, and the others couldn't see it at all. The monk was still rampage in the black mist, and he didn't hear me even when I shouted a few words. I couldn't help but get a little angry, and pinched him hard in the waist and abdomen. He shuddered, but stopped silently. Then he slapped my hand vigorously, but I didn't hear any of his voices. I don't know what consciousness he has? I shouted, "Can you hear me?" Lao Tzu's waist is going to be reversed for you. ”

To my astonishment, I couldn't even hear my own voice. I immediately realized that it was this weird black fog that was responsible. The black fog was quite viscous, like something precipitating in the air. But the snort smelled it, except for some wetness, it was not uncomfortable. I can't figure out if it's harmful to the human body? Subconsciously covered his mouth and nose. I patted the monk on the shoulder with my other hand and motioned for him to let me down. This time he seemed to figure it out and put me on the ground. As soon as I stepped on the ground, I didn't dare to slack off, so I reached out and grabbed the monk's hand, I didn't want to be unable to find the people around me when I landed. It's just that this feeling of good friends holding hands makes me feel a little sick in my heart.

In this black fog, it was as if it was completely cut off from the outside. I thought of this strange black fog, which came out of the coffin, and the enveloping area should not be very large, after all, there is only a lot of space in the coffin. Thinking of this, I took the monk's hand and walked straight forward, trying to get out of this black fog range.

In this utter darkness, there was a dead silence all around. Not even a glimmer of light or a single sound. I was so anxious and pulled the monk forward. The more I walked, the more frightened I became, I could feel the sweat on the monk's hand, and it seemed that he was not much stronger than me.

I walked for a long time, but I didn't meet Baozi and Da Zhuang. It stands to reason that this passage is not wide, and the monk and I walked side by side, and if they stopped, we should be able to bump into each other. The heart said that they should be the same as I thought, trying to move forward and get out of this black fog.

I felt like I had been walking for nearly half an hour, but it was still quiet and dark around me, and I was going crazy. It's like walking a tightrope at a height of hundreds of meters with your eyes closed, and you have no idea if you're going to take a foot and fall to your death. Suddenly, a huge gust of wind swept behind me, and I flew it away! In the darkness, I threw myself to the ground, and the hand I was holding with the monk was also violently separated!

I stood up and groped around. I forgot that I couldn't hear it at this time, and subconsciously shouted the monk's name. After two minutes of fumbling, I finally touched the monk's tall body. I let out a sigh of relief, took his hand and continued to be good friends.

The sound of the wind came from behind the "Huhuhu......", breaking the original silence.

The eerie black fog around him began to swell up tangibly. I turned my head and squinted behind me, the black fog being blown away by the wind and thinning out. After a while, the black fog finally blew away, and a feeling of seeing the sun through the clouds made my heart feel a little calmer.

As the black fog cleared, I saw the direction in which the wind was blowing. A white figure became clearer and clearer, until she saw the white floral dress of the sick beauty, she held a huge cello case in both hands, and the tiger danced in her hands, just like the banana fan of the princess of the iron fan. Did it turn out that this female man fanned the black mist away? But it's also a little strange, is this black fog such a big place? Why can't we run because it runs with us? Otherwise, how could the sick beauty be scattered as soon as it was opened?

I couldn't figure it out for a while, but I was more relieved to see the sick beauty. As my vision cleared, I also saw the monk standing beside her with an anxious face......

When I saw the monk, my scalp exploded. I'm a grandpa! So who am I pulling? I'm stupid to be there. The monk first looked happy when he saw me, and then looked at the 'man' next to me, and his face immediately stiffened.

When I saw his expression, I denied the idea that I was holding a bun or a big strong. Instantaneous cold sweat hung from the back of the neck all the way to the vertebrae. 'Ahaa For a moment, a fishy smell got into my nose.

I slowly withdrew the hand that was holding it, my teeth clucking, and I turned my head mechanically......

Suddenly, I saw a strange face with only bones left, only a few centimeters away from me. The had green hair on his face, and I don't know if it was because he had an unshaved beard, or if it was moldy and had green hair. Two bulb-like eyes, hanging on a skull-like face. I was just stupefied, and I looked at it directly.

At the moment of crisis, I saw a white shadow flash around me, and suddenly a loud crashing sound sounded in my ears. It was only then that I came to my senses and took a sharp step back. When I looked up, I saw that the sick beauty had already pushed her knees against the door of the dried corpse. And the dry corpse actually stretched out one hand to block it. The sick beauty's whole body flew upside down, and she made a few clicks on the ground before she stood firm.

No way? The sick beauty's shot is a killer move, using the knee of the top explosive ghost figurine to top. And the dry corpse actually reached out to the next? I couldn't believe my eyes. This looks like a dry lice, I thought it would be disgusting, but I didn't expect it to be so fierce?

"Roar!" The dry corpse cried out of a ghost and a wolf, and the dry body was like a strong wind blowing towards the sick beauty. She was like a great enemy, with a cold face and a white skirt, she had already kicked towards the door of the dry corpse. However, the dry corpse shot faster, and the wrinkled dry hand grabbed the sick beauty's feet like chicken feet.

I was shocked to see this. The monk over there saw that the sick beauty was in distress, picked up the submachine gun, and aimed at the dried corpse. Shouting: "Dog lice! Lao Tzu sudden. ”

I hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him. This fool wanted to rush his head, and he suddenly slammed into the dry corpse, and the sick beauty probably died with incense. I was holding the monk when a sound of breaking wind came from there. I saw that the body of the sick beauty was thrown out like a sandbag. 'Boom' slammed into the stone wall of the passage. She tumbled down, half-crouched on the ground, and spat at a mouthful of blood.

I saw that the sick beauty was not lightly injured, and at this moment she was separated from the dry corpse. I shouted to remind the monk, "Damn! Now shoot it in the head. ”

"I'm impatient!" I saw the monk's finger pressed on the trigger. Get ready to listen to the barrage of strafing sounds. But suddenly saw that the dried corpse had appeared in front of the monk. Listening to the sound of 'dang', the barrel of the monk's submachine gun was pinched into a twisted shape in the blink of an eye. Immediately, the dry corpse stretched out his hand and shook it, and the monk was thrown out with a gun.

I watched it straight and spit. The heart said that in the face of such ferocious lice, the firearm was scrapped again, isn't this tantamount to looking for death? Let's slip away! At this time, it is brain-dead that is still followed by stubbornness! Thinking of this, I didn't hesitate, jumped forward and pulled up the pale-faced sick beauty, stumbled and greeted the monk flash person, and ran to the depths of the passage.

"Your fucking heavy sex friend!" I heard the monk mutter, jumped up and ran after me. This one was much faster than it had just been in the black fog. The three of them rushed a few times and ran away. If the condition of the sick beauty is better, it is estimated that we can all win the ranking in the athletics.

I felt as if the lice were hanging right behind my head, and I even felt the bad breath spraying on the back of my head. I didn't dare to turn back, and I ran wildly. For a moment, only the sound of footsteps and breathing echoed in the gloomy passage.

I don't know how long we ran until we saw a three-way intersection in front of us. That's when there was a pause. The sick beauty leaned against the wall and bit her lip, her face pale. The monk fell to the ground, gasping for breath. I retched with one hand against the wall, but I didn't forget to stare at the passage when I looked, to be wary of the dry tick being in pursuit. It stands to reason that this corpse is so fast, how could it be so easy for us to escape? Could it be that it's nap time for this dude?