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Block? The accumulation of viruses with black reflections on the tip of the thorns, as long as there is a small wound on the body, Zhao Jiayan believes that he will definitely only become a zombie.

Running away is a must.

Zhao Jiayan was unwilling and began to desperately escape around this space.

Luckily, the room was big enough for him to do it. The bad thing was that there was not a single pillar in this room, except for a low wooden table, there was nothing to stop the other party's attack.

Let's run away.

I don't know how long I fled, but when I fled to the time when Zhao Jiayan's vitality was halved, the screaming sound that followed me suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Jiayan stroked his waist and panted wildly, and the corners of his mouth had a little smile.

Dean Bai's gasp was louder than his.

A woman's physical strength is a big problem, Zhao Jiayan chuckled. His greatest strength is his long physical strength.

Hey.

Five meters apart, the two of them regained their strength.

"Zhao Jiayan, how could you predict the attack of the slave family, or be so accurate?" Dean Bai asked depressedly.

Zhao Jiayan chuckled, "This is my instinct, you can't learn it." ”

Naturally, such an answer could not satisfy Dean Bai.

After taking a quick breath, Dean Bai put on a fighting stance.

As soon as the momentum was set, her arrogance resurfaced in her tone.

"Zhao Jiayan, in order to strengthen the body, the slave family studied all the fighting materials that could be found, and used the computer's grand computing power to create two kinds of fighting techniques. One is what I just did. The other is only half done. The slave family firmly believes that these two fighting techniques are the strongest in the world. ”

Dean Bai shook his long hair, "Now, the slave family allows you to take your knife, and we will have a good match, and the stake is each other's lives." ”

Zhao Jiayan admitted that what she said was reasonable, as long as the rhythm is mastered, it is an absolutely terrifying existence. What's more, this dean who doesn't know the tattoo may have more than one kind of control.

This made him, Boss Zhao, who mastered eight kinds of patterns and eight rhythms in disguise, be compared.

This Dean Bai, if you don't look at your character, is definitely a genius among geniuses.

Picking up the drawing knife, Zhao Jiayan also posed.

With the right hand and right foot in front, the knife is stretched forward, the blade is forward, and the tip of the knife is obliquely upward.

"Please."

The white dress is slight, and the spikes are already rushing to the face.

"Damn, it's actually a mixture of Qian, Kun, and Xun."

This thorn has the nobility of the dry sky, the grandeur of the earth, and the fluttering of the Xunfeng.

After the shock, Zhao Jiayan was shocked again.

This kind of mixing only weakens the power of her attacks.

This kind of attack seems to be varied, but in Zhao Jiayan's eyes, it is miserable.

He felt like Dean Bai was singing a song, and her singing style rock suddenly jumped to the countryside, and from the countryside to pop singing.

These three singing styles are back and forth.

The song sung by each singing method is one of the best songs in the world, but when the three singing methods are put in the same song, it seems nondescript.

The forcible conversion simply reduces the power of her attack by three percent, and it is better to use a rhythmic attack to threaten it.

Zhao Jiayan used his knowledge of rhythm to easily swing his knife at his turn.

The Drawing Knife naturally spiked past the spiked defense and stabbed straight towards Dean Bai's chest.

Don't avoid it, hit it straight according to instinct.

It's just that the part of his attack seems to be a bit rude.

The spikes retracted like touching a soldering iron, and Dean Bai's face turned even whiter.

Zhao Jiayan withdrew his hand and said indifferently, "Dean Bai, please." ”

Dean Bai stabbed again, and Zhao Jiayan stepped forward to sweep the knife.

Dean Bai was forced to retract the stab again.

Again and again, she was easily forced back, Dean Bai's face was terrifying, and her eyes were as bright as torches, all of which were incredible.

"How is that possible, how did you do it?" Dean Bai gave up the attack and shouted in disbelief, "How could the fighting technique of the slave family's summary of the strengths of each family be broken so easily by you?" The slave family does not believe it, does not believe it. Ah......h

Dean Bai went berserk, waving his spikes and rushing up again.

Zhao Jiayan shook his head, miscellaneous but not refined, superimposed indiscriminately.

The sword swung frequently, always inadvertently breaking Dean Bai's offensive.

Dean Bai, who has always been arrogant, has his hair scattered, and his eyes are straight after being forced back again, and he falls into a violent state.

"Say, sayest, why is all this? Everything that the slave family worked so hard to build is worthless in your eyes? Why is God so unfair, why? ”

Being easily repelled by Zhao Jiayan seemed to trigger boundless resentment in Dean Bai's heart.

In the demonic and ghostly rage, Dean Bai desperately stabbed and struck.

This thorn is like a stab at this God, accusing this God of injustice! This thorn seems to pierce the sky, and ask God for justice!

Two bloody tears, one black and one red, flowed down his cheeks.

Red, black, gray and white, the four colors are intertwined to create a bizarre and sad picture.

This thorn is completely out of order, like a child's graffiti.

Zhao Jiayan retreated, Dean Bai at this time was not the withdrawn and crazy Dean Bai. Now she is a woman who has been abandoned by God.

He couldn't bear it.

"Wow."

A mouthful of red and black blood spurted out of Dean Bai's mouth and sprayed on Zhao Jiayan's chest.

Dean Bai's people fell softly into Zhao Jiayan's arms.

Zhao Jiayan smiled bitterly and hugged Dean Bai's body. Hugging lightly in his arms, it is like holding half a piece of ice for ten thousand years and half a mass of fire of 100 million degrees.

Half of Zhao Jiayan's body was like entering an ice cellar, and the other half of his body was boiling like beast blood.

He found that he had shamefully hardened.

Dean Bai, whose head was weakly lowered, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and Zhao Jiayan hurriedly lowered his head, "What's wrong with you?" ”

There was a cry in his arms.

It was fine just now, I want to fight and kill, and I'm as arrogant as a little princess. He just blocked her attack, and didn't hurt her a single hair.

How could she vomit blood as if she had been hit by a bone melter. And man became weak like a mortal woman, weeping in her bosom.

"Hey!"

Zhao Jiayan screamed wildly, and the person covered his waist and retreated.

From between the fingers covering his waist, a trace of blood gushed out.

Dean Bai, who was still weak just now, suddenly stood upright, looked at Zhao Jiayan, who was surprised and inexplicable, and said proudly, "Zhao Jiayan, everything is fine with you, but you are too soft-hearted." I'll give you a long memory. ”

Zhao Jiayan was dumbfounded when he heard this, what's the matter?

"Uh, forgot, this hand of the slave is a human hand." Dean Bai suddenly smiled again, "In order to make you remember it for a long time, why don't you catch it again for the slave family zombie hand?" ”

Dean Bai raised his pale hand and smiled.

This smile is charming and beautiful.

"You ......"

Before his words came out, Dean Bai, who was complicated and indescribable to him, simply fell.

"Hey, you, you're going to scare me by pretending to be tender again?" Zhao Jiayan shouted from afar.

He was really scared.

There was no movement, what could be heard in his ears was Dean Bai's weaker and weaker breathing.

"Damn, I'm really going to die this time."

Zhao Jiayan approached cautiously, and stretched out his hand to shake it in front of Dean Bai a few times, which was really sure.

Dean Bai, who is as arrogant as a god and mysterious, is a strange woman who is proud of the crowd all her life, achieves the sky, and does not let her eyebrows, really want to die.

Zhao Jiayan tilted his head and looked at the woman closest to death, inexplicably he wanted to save her.

Is it to pity her? Is it to admire her? Is it to possess her? Or do you want to see the surprise of yourself after saving her? Or don't you want to see your childhood idol die in front of you?

Zhao Jiayan, who was thinking hard, suddenly laughed, "As a doctor, I have to think of reasons to save people, I'm really sorry for the doctor's benevolence." ”

"Lao Tzu wants to save people, if he says save it, he will save it, what does mother-in-law and mother do!"

Jumping over the hurdle in his heart, Zhao Jiayan chuckled.

To save a person, we should know the disease of the sick.

Zhao Jiayan stretched out his hand and leaned on Dean Bai's wrist, and a black and white image of the human body appeared in his mind.

"Obediently, normal people's bodies are colored, and her body is all black with ZS virus!"

The black blood veins and muscles, the black muscles and bones, all of them are black.