In the silence of the underground cavern, the screams, roars, and the clattering of teeth were intertwined, and repeated in the empty mountain, even if the stone man heard it, he would probably close his eyes and ears, and he could not bear to hear it.

Because, even hell is nothing more than miserable.

When the fat man ripped off the last piece of ghost body that was attached to Mo Feiming's body and swallowed it, the black high hats on the heads of the five ghosts that remained on Mo Feiming's body like a pile of rotten melons also fell off, revealing the faces of five childish teenagers.

It's just that the five faces that should be sunny and happy are shrouded in a layer of gray haze, and the eyes of the five teenagers are full of murderous and cold-blooded looks.

The fat man held the heads of the five teenagers in his hands without mercy, like playing a bunch of basketballs, and with his hands together, the five heads turned into wisps of dust in the mutual squeezing, and since then their souls have been scattered, becoming dust from the two worlds of yin and yang.

I looked at the fat man who clapped his hands and was completely indifferent to what he had just done, and suddenly had a creepy feeling, could it be that Mo Feiming used some kind of evil magic to awaken the demonic nature in the fat man's body, and the fat man completely lost his mind and completely became a puppet killer manipulated by Mo Feiming?

As soon as I thought of this, my cold sweat ran down my back, could it be that after losing Uncle Li and Lin Fei'er and the unknown life and death, I still have to experience the misfortune of losing the fat man, a life and death buddy?

No, I will never accept this result that is nothing less than the end of the world, even if it is the arrangement of fate, I will turn the tide and change the trajectory of fate.

Before I knew it, I was in tears.

However, when he saw me in tears, the fat man seemed to feel something, and he looked at me fixedly with a pair of lifeless gray eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to remember something.

At this time, Mo Feiming, who was covered in blood, seemed to regain his vitality, and when he saw the fat man looking at me in a daze, he once again uttered a strange tone similar to the one just now.

As soon as I heard that tone, the fat man immediately walked towards me with a fierce attitude, opened his mouth that had just devoured the five ghosts, and stretched out the bear's paws that had just crushed the heads of the five ghosts, and walked towards me stiffly, but murderously.

In his eyes, which had been a mixture of cynicism and brotherly affection, now as cold and lifeless as a stone, I saw a fierce, inhumane look in his eyes, a look of a hellbringer that only wild dogs who often devour dead bodies possess.

Damn, damn it, how could I forget that the fat man had just ingested the soul of the old bastard Mo Xiezi, no wonder Mo Fei would control the fat man's mind, it turned out that he used psychic mind magic to control the soul of his bastard father in the fat man's body, and then achieve the despicable purpose of controlling the fat man's mind.

However, although I figured out why the fat man suddenly went crazy, it didn't stop the fat man from continuing to be controlled by Mo Fei, let alone avoiding the fat man's killer.

I definitely couldn't bear to hurt the fat man with the Five Thunder Oil Pool Fire Charm or the Cypress Nail Spell, however, the fat man, who had been blinded by the evil spirit of the ink evil son, killed me and strangled my neck tightly, pinching my eyes bulging, tongue sticking out, blue tendons jumping on my forehead, and fever and stinging pain in my chest due to lack of oxygen, I felt that I might really die this time.

In vain, I slammed the fat man's wrist with my elbow, hoping to force the fat man to let go, but at this time, the clay sculpture-like fat man's strength was shocking, and he did not react at all.

Mo Feiming looked at me and the fat man who were fratricidal brothers, although the whole body was still bleeding, but he walked over very happily, and looked at me with that one eye: "Boy, aren't you sharp-toothed, what's wrong with the eggplant now, what's the matter, it doesn't taste good to be killed by your own brother, then you can also kill this fat man, as long as you can do it, haha"

Mo Fei looked at me on the verge of death, let out a very happy wild laugh, and at the same time slowly stretched his hand to the backpack on my back, he wanted to take the magic arrow inside, and deliberately reached out to get it slowly in front of my eyes, in order to torture me psychologically, so that I could see this most undesirable scene with my own eyes before I died.

When a man who is cruel by nature and almost dehumanizing himself tortures and tortures the prey in his hands, he must be in a very good mood. Mo Feiming is a typical representative of this, looking at me staring at him with tears of desire, but I have no power to fight back, Mo Feiming can't help but look up to the sky and laugh wildly, it seems that this is the revenge of the five black-clothed young men who were turned against me just now.

At the same time, his hand had reached into my backpack and began to fumble for the arrow.

There is a kind of person in this world who is very sad, one is a person who doesn't know what it means to be happy and sad, and the other is a brainless person who doesn't know what it means to remember what to eat or not.

Just when Mo Feiming was admiring the tragic image of me being strangled to death, and was ecstatic to reach out for the magic arrow, the fat man who was trying to choke my neck shook obviously, and then a strong back-punch hit Mo Feiming's face, and the defenseless Mo Feiming was hit flat like a piece of toilet paper.

Although I don't know how hard the fat man's back-to-back punch, which is a serious foul in a boxing match, can only be judged by the "click" sound made by Murphy when he landed, this grandson must have a fracture on his body.

After the fat man hit Fei Mo, he grabbed me by the collar and asked, "Little classmate, are you okay?" ”

I looked at the charming fat man whose eyes had regained his vitality, but there was a little more hairy hair that stood on end, and said something bullish that even I secretly gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you can do well, you will kill me directly." ”

I think it's too normal for me to say this sentence that seems to be a nervous short circuit, you think, since I got out of the tomb, this dead fat man is really capricious, flickering friend and foe, I really can't bear this kind of neurological entertainment game like a roller coaster, it's so fucking exciting, it's so exciting that I'm going to have a cerebral hemorrhage, my day.

The fat man looked at me with a smile, and Leng Ding said, "The enemy is rotting day by day, and we are getting better day by day." Little classmate, revolution is not about inviting guests to dinner, not making a fuss, not painting and embroidering, not so elegant, so calm, so "polite", so "gentle, courteous and frugal". A revolution is an insurrection, a violent action by a class to overthrow a class. Got it? ”

I know your grandmother's legs, what the are you talking about, is this dead fat man's head really infected with the virus and become neurotic?

Oh, no, when will this fat man with a big mouth and a green onion flavor in the Northeast dialect learn to run Beijing movies with a mouthful of Beijing?

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly remembered a very important link, so I stared at the fat man with wide eyes, and I stuttered a little: "You, you are Xu Yujing's one, that one?" ”

The dead fat man was very hypocritical, and he pinched me with his eyelids very profligately: "Hehe, it seems that Xiaofei has told you a lot about me, this little force is stupid, and he can't hold it with one mouth." ”

As soon as the words of the fat man, or the name of the fat man, which is actually Xu Yujing's spirit, came out, my whole person was petrified and thinned, I fuck, I have known the fat man for some time, this is the first time I have heard someone call the fat man Xiaofei, hey, big brother, can you be more disgusting, numb, and crazy?

Seeing my shocked expression (in fact, I was a precursor to complete motion sickness and wanted to vomit), Xu Yujing's vanity seemed to be greatly satisfied, and instead stretched out her orchid finger, a little Mo Fei, who was lying on the ground: "Hey, what about you, boy, you are also a grandson, I listened to it for a long time, and I understand it somehow, and you have refined your father's life into a zombie for you to drive, in order to harm others, do you say that you do such a thing?" Well, that old thief wanted to take a photo with me just now, but he has already been subdued by me. Today, I'll get you a dragon for your unlucky father. ”

If you want to say that this Jingyou Ziwei's mouth is not false at all, don't look at the Xu Yujing in front of you is just a soul left in the fat man's body, but this mouth is really broken enough, hey, that guy only slipped away when he said it, it is estimated that if there is no boundary monument to stop him, he can sneak out of the steppe to Mongolia.

I saw that Xu Yujing was talking happily alone, and I wanted to stop but didn't dare to stop it, but I really didn't worry about the safety of the fat man. However, from listening to Xu Yujing's stand-up comedy just now, I also guessed that Mo Feiming activated the soul of the ink evil man in the fat man's body through a mysterious spell, so that he controlled the fat man's mind, and then a series of abnormal actions occurred after the fat man devoured the soul first and almost strangled me. Fortunately, Xu Yujing suppressed the evil spirit of the ink evil son in time, so that the fat man recovered his true nature and indirectly saved my life.

However, if Xu Yujing really subdued the ink evil son, then the two of them would inevitably have a vicious battle in the fat man's body, I wonder if the fat man's body, which is the main battlefield, can withstand this kind of destruction?

After hesitating again and again, I still raised the doubts in my heart to Xu Yujing.

"Don't worry, I've trapped that old zombie (referring to the ink evil son) in the soul bead, Xiao Fei is a blessing in disguise this time, and he will have inexhaustible cultivation vitality in the future." Xu Yujing looked at me happily, I was full of excitement, as if I had just finished peeing, this Xu Yujing's version of the "Xiao Fei" is too lethal.

At this moment, Mo Fei, who had added a new wound to the old wound, staggered up, and when he heard that Xu Yujing had trapped the soul of the ink evil son in the soul bead, he couldn't help but let out a desperate howl like a wounded wolf: "You, you ruined my Yijiazi's cultivation, I will kill you." ”