Chapter 43: Death
The Miao man was like having eyes on his back, and I staggered over, but he noticed it in advance.
He was abusing the iron donkey, but with a force, he threw the iron donkey like a sandbag a few meters away, and then turned his head to look at me gloomily.
I rushed over, but I didn't think about how to deal with him, and when he hit me, I shivered in my heart, and a chill came out of my spine.
I have a feeling that I can't go in or out. The Miao man took the initiative and suddenly ran towards me.
I stared at his feet, afraid that this man would come up and kick him again. I'm afraid that my body is too fragile to withstand his second 'wave' attack.
I hurriedly raised my hand to protect my 'chest', but the Miao man changed his routine and grabbed my 'chest'.
I was stunned, and the Miao man took advantage of the time to drag me up. I noticed that he was using all the tricks, and then he pulled my clothes with both hands and carried me in the air to 'mess' and shake.
He was shaking like this, and there was nothing else except for his arms, but I was miserable, not only faint, but also feeling like I was going to be dismembered.
Perhaps I was tired, so the Miao man threw me hard and threw me next to the iron donkey. My brother and I lay on the ground next to each other.
The Miao man snorted boredly, saying that he had enough fun, and now he was going to feed the two of us to the fairy.
The first time I heard the word fairy, I didn't realize what a fairy was. The Miao man didn't explain much, walked to the side of the magic ding, and grabbed it with one hand on the black lid.
His strength was amazing, and with a shout, the black lid was opened. He threw the lid on the ground, and 'felt' the flute from his bosom, and squeaked and blew it.
The green light that was originally hidden in the Demon Ding was all excited, and they rushed to fly out first.
I look at the posture, and these green lights are about to besiege me and the iron donkey. My heart beat faster again, and my brain felt wet.
But I listened to the tune played by the Miao man, and at this moment I had some other thoughts. This tune is similar to the tune of the trumpet used to be blown by the evil king. I've also cooperated with the Evil Monarch and understand the laws here.
I had a flute in my pocket, which I had "captured" from the fat worm slave. Now is the moment of desperateness, I am ruthless, and my heart says that a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, and I will also blow and blow.
I took it out and squeaked it on my own.
Of course, my flute is not as proficient as the Miao men, but it also causes some interference to the green light, and they hovering in the air again.
The Miao men didn't know much about me, and they didn't expect me to do the same. The look in his eyes told me that he was a little panicked, and he immediately intensified the sound of the flute.
I held the intention of fighting with him, and also raised the sound of the flute.
The two of us are purely short and short with flutes, but the advantage on my side is the iron donkey. The iron donkey was very tired, and his whole head was like a blood gourd, but he still struggled to get up and pounced on the Miao man.
His intention is also obvious, to interfere with the Miao men and create an opportunity for me to see if I can control the green light instead.
The iron donkey was rushed over by running a few steps, and the Miao man had no choice but to attack with his 'legs', and he turned around and kicked out his 'legs' with this spiral force.
The iron donkey's body is not very flexible, and it really took a beating. He was very unlucky, and was kicked to the ground by the Miao man again.
I saw that the Miao man still had the intention of stepping on the iron donkey, but I really couldn't support it, so I walked to the side while playing the flute.
My body language gave a signal to the Miao men, and the two of us went head-to-head.
The Miao man was a very arrogant man, and he took the time to glance at the iron donkey, and felt that the fat man was really no threat, so he accepted my suggestion.
The two of us walked out of a distance of less than ten meters, and in a clearing far away from the Demon Ding and the Iron Donkey, we stood still again. The green light also sensed it, lingering in the space between the two of us.
Miao men play the flute well, especially with a back hand. He suddenly stopped playing the flute and quickly squirted a mouthful of tongue blood into the flute.
I doubt that his blood has something to say, anyway, in the next matchup, his advantage has increased a lot, and those green lights have pressed a lot on my side.
The pressure on my heart increased dramatically, and in fact, I also thought about whether I should bite my tongue and spit two mouthfuls of blood into the flute. But I didn't dare to take any chances, because my tongue is very useful when I play the flute, and I am afraid that my tongue will hurt and I will not be able to play the flute.
I was in a hurry, wondering what countermeasures I could take to get the field back, when the iron donkey, which had been lying on the ground and not moving, suddenly moved.
I've always felt that Brother Donkey is a very real person, but sometimes, real people play tricks, and it's easier for opponents to get hit.
The iron donkey sat up straight and didn't say anything, but also threw a small round thing in his hand at the Miao man.
It was flying so fast that I couldn't recognize what it was, but it was carrying a puff of smoke, and I immediately thought of a grenade.
Just now I was discussing with the iron donkey about blowing up the ding, he must have hidden a grenade on his body at that time, and he skimmed the grenade with one hand, and often waited for three or five seconds after pulling the lead before skimming. According to him, this can explode and catch the opponent off guard.
I'm afraid that this grenade won't 'hit' me after it explodes, and I can't care about playing the flute, so I quickly turn around and make a big pounce.
I landed a little hard, especially when I almost rubbed my face on the ground, but I didn't care, and I protected my head with both hands.
There was a loud noise, and the flute of the Miao man stopped. I also felt a rush of air rushing over me. I let go of my hands and guessed that the Miao man had been blown up.
I wanted to turn my head to see, but before I could do it, something fell from the sky and stuck on top of my head.
I ripped it off with my hand, and when I looked closely, I was sure that the Miao man was dead.
This is a piece of the scalp of the Miao man with long hair, and I guess the grenade must have landed in front of the Miao man's face and exploded, otherwise it would not have been possible to tear the Miao man's body apart.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and because the strong enemy was destroyed, there was no pressure in my heart, but there was a surge, and I quickly sat up as soon as I turned over.
But I ignored those green lights, they were not as 'excited' as me and the Miao men's flutes, and they all became "vagrants" who were unorganized and undisciplined.
They floated in all directions, some rushing towards the corpse of the Miao man, as if they wanted to have a full meal, and some rushed towards me and the iron donkey.
I was afraid that we would be harmed by the green light in the end, so I didn't dare to relax, and hurriedly played the flute again.
It was really dangerous and dangerous, and a few green lights were about to rush in front of the iron donkey. They all stopped when they were disturbed by the sound of the flute.
The iron donkey looked at these green lights, and the expression on his face was very complicated, ranging from horror to fear of life and death.
With the sound of the flute, I could only stabilize the green light, but I didn't know how to guide them back into the magic ding. But as soon as I thought about it, I had another stupid idea.
I leaned towards the magic ding little by little, and made a 'look' at the iron donkey, which meant that he would come too.
The iron donkey nodded slightly, took out his gritted teeth, and got up to meet me.
After we both stood next to the magic ding, I held the flute in one hand and freed the other. I also spread five fingers and brought them to the iron donkey's mouth.
The iron donkey understood my final thoughts, and he looked at the magic ding, and in a reluctant manner, he opened his mouth and wrapped his index finger around me first.
His row of teeth was 'quite sharp', and I suddenly felt a tremor in my heart, and he bit my fingers open.
He wrapped himself vigorously for a moment, and when he had sucked out enough blood, he took another sip into the magic ding.
The first squirt of blood didn't have much effect, but after the iron donkey squirted seven or eight times, the green light sensed the presence of my poisonous blood.
They flew into the magic dome one after another, and the iron donkey crouched beside the black lid and waited.
When all the green light flew back, the iron donkey exerted his strength, shouted and lifted the black lid, and slammed it on top of the magic tripod.
The threat of green light was completely removed, and we both breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of us picked up the gun again, and squatted on the edge of the magic ding, and I played the flute so that my cheeks hurt very much, so I deliberately 'kneaded' and 'kneaded', but I found that the iron donkey was also like this.
I said in my heart, didn't he just wrap some of my blood, and as for the cheeks, did it hurt?
I didn't take the iron donkey seriously on this issue, and I changed the subject and asked him, "What do we do next?" ”
What I think is that this magic tripod is a good thing, and if we can snatch it back, it will be of great use to us in the future.
The iron donkey is not me, and I think completely differently. He didn't answer me, and silently collected all the grenades we had brought together.
I saw that he beckoned me to stand up and open the black lid again. I figured it out, and said in my heart that this loser, he wanted to blow up this Grandpa Ding? ――94042+dsuh+30203506――>