"No, don't let him finish these spells." I realized that Mo Fei was trying to use some kind of evil magic against us, so I quickly called the fat man over and killed him.

Seeing me and the fat man rushing over like a mad cow, Mo Feiming fell to one knee, and the whole person quickly stood up, and his hands began to pull at the two lightning balls in the air in a regular manner, looking like he was playing tai chi.

The fat man and I were only thinking about rushing to Mo Fei Ming and beating him all over the place, but we didn't notice that just when we were only a dozen steps away from Mo Fei Ming, who was practicing pushing hands, a bolt of lightning slashed down at us.

As a heat wave approached, the fat man's hair and eyebrows and I were curled up and smelled mushy. The fat man and I were so frightened that we didn't care about anything else, and instinctively rolled over to both sides, and we heard a muffled sound, and the stone chips where the fat man and I were standing just now were splashing, and a deep pit the size of a flower pot appeared on the hard stone floor.

The fat man and I were distracted, and they both said that the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the fat man took the soul of the ink evil man from his body, and he was still so fierce, no wonder Uncle Li wanted to use the same way of fighting.

It seems that this Mo father and son can swagger to this day, and they do have their advantages.

The fat man and I didn't dare to underestimate the enemy anymore, and quickly took a few steps back, and engaged in a stalemate with Mo Fei.

However, it seems that Mo Fei's control of those two lightning balls also seems to be physically demanding, and he is already sweating on his forehead and panting slightly just by launching the blow just now.

The fat man obviously also discovered the weakness of Mo Feiming, and gestured to me with his eyes, meaning that we can play a war of attrition with him, just like boiling an eagle, let's drain him to the point of weakness, and then launch a fatal blow.

Anyway, there is time, so let's have fun.

After formulating the basic tactics, the fat soldier and I split into two ways, and flanked Mo Feizhi from the left and right sides respectively, while carefully paying attention to the two lightning balls above his head, for fear of being struck by lightning again.

Murphy realizes that the two of us are trying to distract him from the other, so that he has no time to manipulate two lightning balls at the same time. But instead of the panic we expected, he showed a sinister smile that had succeeded in his plot.

The fat man and I realized that there might be fraud in this, and just wanted to pull back, only to find that the two lightning balls in mid-air had already flown towards me and the fat man respectively as if they were loaded with GPCs.

Damn, the two of us still fell into the trap of Mo Fei's life. This grandson just pretended to be physically weak, in order to lure us into his effective attack range, and then achieve the goal of using two lightning balls to support me and the fat man in one fell swoop.

Mo Fei's scheming is really unfathomable, which makes me and the fat man ashamed.

However, the fat man and I had no time to regret or scold the street, because the two lightning balls were like big fireballs formed by the short circuit of two high-voltage power lines, and they smashed at me and the fat man with a "woo" sound.

Those two lightning balls "crackled" and kept bubbling sparks, not to mention really hitting us, even if we wiped the edges, it is estimated that the fat man and I would have to be deeply burned, and if we were a little unlucky, we would be cremated directly.

Fortunately, the fat man and I are also the Yangtze Jiangjia Sparrow, and the adaptability is not bad, at this critical juncture, the two of us did not panic, but ran over to the lightning ball

The magistrate said, are you scared and confused, why are you still running towards the fireball, isn't this the birthday guy drinking Meisu milk powder and dying by himself?

You don't know about this. Neither Fat Man nor I were good students when we were in school, but there was one thing we could apply what we learned. According to our hasty observations, this lightning ball airborne is actually similar to an airplane dropping a bomb, both of which are free fall movements, if you let it run after you, nine or eight times out of ten will enter its landing trajectory, and the result is naturally a "bang" sound, and it will disappear.

But if you run against it, it will land behind you, so that you can pick up a small life.

Neither I nor the fat man were stupid, so we didn't have to say hello to each other, so we both chose the latter method.

But we were negligent, that is, the lightning ball is dead, and Mo Fei's life is alive.

Just when the fat man and I left the lightning ball behind us and thought that we were in a good position, Mo Fei ordered both hands to push horizontally, and the two lightning balls released several lightning bolts of different lengths at the same time, two of which happened to concentrate on the stone slab of my and the fat man's heels that were running, and the fat man and I were instantly thrown into the air by a powerful wave of scorching heat, and then landed straight on the iron-like stone ground.

The fat man and I were injured, and with this unprepared unprotected skydive, we fell with black eyes, sweet throats, and buzzing heads.

Mo Feiming was also afraid that we would cheat, and after observing for a while, he saw that the fat man and I were still lying there making painful ** sounds, so he smiled proudly and walked towards us.

Looking at Mo Feiming's somewhat vague swaying figure, I sighed in my heart, it's over, we are still planted in Mo Feiming's hands.

Mo Fei's life is getting closer and closer to us, and at the same time, a voice that smells of rotting corpses, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, also came into our ears: "Two stunned young people who don't know whether to live or die, just rely on you, and still want to fight with me, now I will send you to meet your dead ghost master." However, for your sake, for the sake of retrieving the arrows, I will leave you with all the corpses, which can be regarded as the end of benevolence and righteousness, haha"

"Ah, you, you, want to rebel?" Just as Mo Fei was about to kill us, suddenly, Mo Fei screamed in horror and began to tear and scuffle with something.

The fat man and I were ready to die, but we didn't want things to take a 180-degree turn, so we quickly struggled to get up and see what was happening.

I saw that the five men in black before took advantage of the fact that I was fighting with the fat man and Mo Fei, and they actually spread their bodies on the ground like liquid, forming a trap shaped like a spider's web.

Just now, when Mo Feiming came over to think about the result of me and the fat man, because of the multiple emotions of surprise, nervousness, excitement, and sudden relaxation after extreme tension, he lost his due perception and stepped into this deadly net with one foot.

Now, the net formed by the five men in black wrapped his whole body tightly like a rubber "tights", and it became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to melt the whole "tights" into his ** before he would stop.

The fat man and I looked at this unbelievable scene in amazement, and we couldn't believe our eyes.

Although this scene has always been what the fat man and I have been looking forward to, when they actually happened, the fat man and I were still shocked, because witnessing a large living person being "beaten" by five ghosts in this way is not psychologically affordable for everyone.

I have to say that Mo Feiming is indeed a character. Although the backlash of the five ghosts was somewhat unexpected, he did not panic after the sudden attack, but luckily prevented the deadly "straitjacket" from invading his body, and began to chant a strange language, as if trying to summon a certain kind of god.

For the rest of my life after the catastrophe, I was in a good mood watching Mo Feiming and his minions killing each other, and suddenly I heard the fat man next to me also began to follow Mo Feiming's tone and break his thoughts.

I'm wondering, my heart said that this natural stupidity is not a dementia again, you are not watching a concert, what kind of coaxing is there, I haven't heard that this thing is still interactive.

Mo Fei's voice became faster and faster, and his tone became more and more urgent, so that in the end, he could barely distinguish the tone and frustration, and he could hear him recite the toothache mantra there.

At the same time, the "straitjackets" of the five ghost incarnations were almost shrunk to the limit, and Mo Feiming was strangled like a long sugar cane, and the ghostly red eyes were about to burst out.

The scene was so suffocating that I didn't notice the change in the fat man, and by the time I finally realized that something was wrong with the fat man, he had become like a puppet, muttering a sound of the same frequency and tone as Mo Fei's life, and staring at a pair of distracted eyes, and walking towards Mo Feiming in a daze.

I'm shocked, it's just a blink of an eye, why did the fat man fall into the evil, his uncle, this is too funny, right?

I reached out to pull the fat man, but was violently pulled away by the fat man with great strength, and then continued to walk straight towards Mo Fei like a walking corpse.

Looking at the fat man who was approaching him step by step, Mo Feiming's red eyes shone brightly, and emitted a dazzling blood-colored light, like a bomb that was about to reach the critical point of explosion. The five ghosts also seemed to sense some unknown danger, and tightened the noose on Mo Feiming's body even more frantically, and made a "squeak" sound similar to that when the rope was about to break overwhelmed.

This scene made me tremble and shudder.

The fat man ignored all this, still approaching Mo Feiming step by step, like a load-bearing robot.

But when he finally walked up to Mo Feiming, Mo Feiming, who had been strangled by the "tights" and had almost turned into a red candle, spit out the last character, and the red eyes also instantly became dim, as if he had lost signs of life.

Then the fat man made a gesture that made me both disgusting and husu (trembling with fear), and he opened his mouth wide and frantically bit the ghosts like a hyena.

Supposedly, this ghost is nothing more than a combination of ethereal resentments or resentments, and should not be a materialized substance, but the fat man actually tore the "straitjacket" from Mo Feiming's body one by one, and swallowed it in his stomach after chewing it.

The five ghosts were torn to pieces by the fat man, tossing and wailing but powerless to resist, and for a moment, the underground cave revealed a scene that should have taken place in the hell: a dying and bloodied man was surrounded by five ghosts with wailing heads and mutilated limbs, and a fat man who looked like a mad tiger was shaking his head and munching on the ghost's body.