The dead body was very afraid of my arm, and for a moment it was very cute, closed its mouth tightly, deliberately turned its head left and right, and took out a posture of beating to death and not eating.

I also don't have special functions, and I can't say that I force it to open its mouth and bite me. But I also have a trick, and my heart says that it doesn't matter if he doesn't bite, I'll bite myself.

I retracted my arms again, and men, sometimes you have to be cruel to yourself, and I really took a bite, not only making two rows of small tooth marks appear on my forearm, but also making the blood unstoppable.

In my heart, this moment hurts my fart, that is, the kidneys are good, otherwise I will definitely get urinary incontinence. Ignoring nothing else, I put my arm back and wiped it in front of the mouth and face of the dead body.

The corpse was forced to touch some of my blood again. He was also a little trembling because of this, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he arched his ass back suddenly.

I wonder if this is an ass? With such a big force, I was so brought that not only could I not catch him, but also swished back a lot.

The corpse was no longer restrained by me, and opened its mouth wide again and spat out a mouthful of black juice.

The black juice expanded rapidly, and he used his hands and feet together, and he couldn't see what kind of swimming style he was using, anyway, he swished and fled back into the troubled waters.

I was a little frightened, but the iron donkey did not faint, he took out a somewhat immobile staggering look, and leaned up to me and touched me.

I was so shaken up that I was relieved when I turned my head to see that it was him. The iron donkey gestures, that means don't care about anything else, take the old cat and run!

I agree. We went our separate ways. The old cat's respirator has fallen off, and I am responsible for finding the respirator to stuff into his mouth, and the iron donkey is responsible for holding the old cat.

Actually, the iron donkey's rifle was also lost, and it must have been floating in some corner of the troubled water, but we couldn't find him.

We hurried out of the hallway, this time I was the main force, and it was mainly me paddling hard to take them anyway. The old cat was still unconscious, but his chest was still slightly heaving, which reassured me a little that he was not dead.

When we swam to the gate with great difficulty, there was movement behind us, and someone seemed to be roaring. I took a look at it with the iron donkey.

It was the dead body again, and this time it wasn't just him, there were four heads behind him. They formed a group to catch up.

The corpse has also learned wisely, and instead of being bare-handed, it is holding a large spear, or what looks like a speargun. I thought I'd let him bleed if he did, but the spear wiped out my thoughts.

The big spear is as tall as a person, and it is said that it is an inch long and an inch strong. If he had made up his mind not to get close, he would have stabbed me from a distance with a big spear, and I would have no choice.

I was very anxious with the iron donkey, and the iron donkey snatched the pistol I was carrying and shot it in the back. I didn't have time to look at it, and I didn't know if the bullets hit the enemy.

I squeezed the old cat out of the gate first, and then I did my best to scream, and although it didn't make a sound in the water, I tried to urge the iron donkey to come out as quickly as possible.

The iron donkey didn't take the gun in the end, it is estimated that the bullet was finished, and the gun was useless, so he left it alone. He hurriedly drilled out, but he was in a hurry, he was a fat man, his belly was a little big, and he was stuck in the crack of the door.

The iron donkey struggled hard, and I had to let go of the old cat first and go over to help.

I was originally thinking that if the iron donkey was really stuck and couldn't be squeezed out in time, what would happen when the dead body chased after it? Is he crazy to be happy? Pumping or scratching at such an unresisting ass? Will the iron donkey still survive then?

But this pessimistic situation did not happen, and suddenly the iron donkey's body loosened forward, and all came out.

The expression on the iron donkey's face at this time is very crying and laughing, there is a sense of satisfaction and a sense of relief, which reminds me of a constipation patient, when he goes to the toilet and pulls out the feces all of a sudden, it will be his state.

I don't have time to talk nonsense, we are out, but it doesn't mean that the danger is over. I pointed to the surface of the lake again, which meant to go ashore.

The iron donkey nodded. It's just that the two of us have been swimming with the old cat for a while, and there is a pop on the lake, and a person jumps down.

He also spotted us and came straight to us.

I shone my flashlight at him, but I didn't turn around for a while, I was stunned, and I said in my heart, isn't the dead body in the giant gate behind us? Why did you intercept us from the front out of nowhere?

But this man was wearing a breathing apparatus and carrying a shotgun on his back, and I relieved myself again and understood that this person in front of me was the real evil king.

I gestured with the iron donkey, I mean, there is an underground palace in the distance, there is danger in the giant gate, the iron donkey's gesture is to tell the evil king, the lake is not peaceful, let's hurry up and go ashore.

The evil king looked at me on the left and the iron donkey on the right, and Leng Buding was confused by the two of us, but he must have tasted it, and we were in danger.

He was stubborn, and as soon as he took the shotgun in his hand, he beckoned us to hurry ashore, and he wanted to go behind us alone to see what was going on.

I don't think it's right, especially if the corpse is so powerful, don't kill him.

I didn't want him to go, so I tried to reach out and pull him, but as soon as this hand was stretched out, the iron donkey stopped me, and made a look, so I didn't care, and we took the old cat away.

I was fooled like this, and I thought of a thing, the evil king must have some connection with the dead body, or let him go to the dead body alone, the situation is not as bad as I thought.

I didn't care so much anymore, and continued to swim with the iron donkey to the lake. The rest of the way, we didn't encounter any danger, and when we climbed ashore, I saw a half-wooden boat parked on the shore, and four unconscious dwarfs lying in the distance.

They must have been brought up by the Evil King, and it just so happened that the Iron Donkey and I also had an old cat, and he could lie down with the dwarfs as company.

We put the old cat next to them, and I observed the situation of the five people, and the dwarf was fine, while the old cat was not in good condition, his pulse was a little weak, and he even drank a lot of water.

The iron donkey knelt on one knee, let the old cat lie on it, and kept beating the old cat's back to control the water. I flipped through my chest pouch and found a few pills in it.

I injected the old cat with a syringe, and I didn't have much hope, and I thought that even if the medicine was strong, it would be less than an hour or two later.

But in less than a cigarette, the old cat's body has improved. I was surprised, and I guessed that it could be that the old cat did not use medicine all year round, and the cold medicine had a miraculous effect?

We let him lie on his side, and the iron donkey shook him in the air. The old cat slowly opened his eyes.

He was still a little weak, and he also had a little momentary amnesia, but after such a slowdown, he remembered everything.

The old cat didn't like to talk in the first place, and I thought he would either close his eyes again, or just ask about the dead body, but who knew that he reacted very much, and came up with a lot of strength, grabbed the iron donkey's arm, and said fiercely, "Am I dying?" ”

The iron donkey didn't even say no, and I answered on the sidelines. I'm telling you the truth, he's weak and weak, and he's not dead yet.

But the old cat didn't believe it, scratched it a few more times, and even struggled to raise its head.

The iron donkey was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, and held up his head again.

The old cat said, "Fat donkey, promise me one thing, if I die, don't let me come back to life!" ”

The iron donkey didn't know what to think, so he hesitated for a while and didn't answer. The old cat was anxious and roared, but his voice was not high, "Promise me!" ”

The iron donkey suddenly came back to his senses and responded again and again. I always thought he was a very optimistic fat man, but at this moment, his eyes seemed to be a little moist.

In addition, I don't understand the meaning of the old cat's words, what does the heart say is dead and alive, besides, what's wrong with being alive?

I'll interject and let the old cat rest for a while, recuperate, and stop thinking nonsense.

The old cat looked at me again, and when he first looked at me, he was still a little friendly, but suddenly, his face became angry, and he sneered, and muttered, "You are in big trouble!" ”

I was depressed by this, and I felt that I had too much to do with it. I told the iron donkey to take good care of the old cat, and I turned around and came to the shore again.

The Evil Lord is still in the lake, and I'm a little worried. I wondered if I should go back to the lake to see what was going on, or shout the name of the evil lord in my throat to be a wake-up call.

Before I could make up my mind, the lake reacted, and with a bang, the Evil King came out of the water.

I didn't see it for a while, the evil monarch was injured, and there were blood stains in several places on his body, but it wasn't a big deal, and he could still swoop to the shore.

He also saw me and yelled at me, "Don't be idle! Prepare the oxygen cylinder. ”

I more or less understood his intentions, and my heart said that this trick was ruthless enough, and I hurriedly shouted to the iron donkey to get busy.

We got a total of three oxygen cylinders, which we and the old cat used to go into the water before. Originally, we wanted to pile the oxygen cylinders on the shore, but I found that the half-wooden boat could still make do, at least float on the water and not sink.

We put all the oxygen cylinders on the boat again. The Evil King admired me and the Iron Donkey's actions, and he beckoned us to push the half-wooden boat into the water.

Iron Donkey and I did so, but we didn't go too far, and when we had handed over the boat and oxygen cylinders to the Evil King, we went ashore again.

The Evil King was also near the shore, but half of his body was still in the water, and he waited with his face facing the lake again.

After a dozen seconds, the surface of the lake bubbled and bubbled, and the corpse that made us so frightened appeared. It's just that he was also injured, and even changed his appearance slightly.

His body was full of holes, large and small, probably all of which had been shot out by shotguns, and some parts of his face were broken, and a small tentacle protruded from the inside out.

These tentacles are slightly moving, which makes me feel both hairy and a little disgusting to watch.

The evil king and the corpse looked at each other, and the corpse tilted its head and stuck out its tongue very pervertedly. The Evil King snorted, pushed half of the wooden boat and strode back into the lake.

I was shocked when I saw it, originally I guessed that the evil king would use an oxygen cylinder as a bomb to blow up the dead body, but the premise is that he himself is not in danger, how to look at the current posture, the evil king pushes the wooden boat in, and wants to die with the dead body?