The last time we passed by, although we passed through the village and did not enter, but from a distance, we could still see some people living in it, the smoke curled up, full of vitality, but at this moment, there was no human figure at all, not even a living animal, from a long distance there was a strong smell of blood, attached to the nose of the person, numb and itchy, making people want to sneeze.

I beckoned the little demon over and let her take a look. The little demon squinted his eyes for a while, and couldn't help but take a deep breath and exclaimed, "What a heavy demonic energy!" ”

Demonic energy? My brows furrowed, and I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, saying Could it be that Moro is here?

The little demon nodded, saying that it was possible, maybe it was.

I couldn't help but feel a little entangled in my heart, reason told me that I might not be able to grasp that kind of scene at this moment, if I rushed forward, I was afraid that I would fall into it, but if I was indifferent, regardless of it, my heart was always a little uneasy. I hesitated here, and the little demon next to me said, "Go and see, open the Escape Ring, be careful, who can find you?" ”

This is very true, and after I finished discussing with the little demon, I entered through a field on the east side.

There were so many withered plants in this continuous field that I didn't know what it was at first, but when I approached the edge of the village, I saw several cauldrons in the village for boiling, and realized that these were poppies, and this area had become the back garden of drug lords.

Sneaking into the village, we looked for a place where there was movement, and finally, we saw a figure next to a thatched house near Little Mordan's house.

I squinted and saw a thin old monk, walking slowly to the front, alone in a red robe and carrying a beautifully carved wooden Zen staff. Seeing that this person is quite old, drooping and decrepit, but when he walks around, he has a solemnity like a mountain, which makes people feel breathless at a glance.

Datu, Guru!

In my mind, I immediately remembered this person, this person should be the high-ranking figure of the Chinuka, the monk from Malaysia, the monk Datu, and opposite him, there were two people, the man was also handsome, but his face was pale, cowering, making people feel not strong, and the other was a woman, with good looks, full breasts and fat buttocks, with autumn water in her eyes, and white skin that the locals did not have.

I know that man, he is Guo Jiabin, the manager who abducted a large amount of money from Lijiahu Company, and as for the beautiful woman, I think it should be Zhong Shuiyue, the beautiful apprentice of Guoren.

These are not the point, in Zhong Shuiyue's arms, there is still a black little guy, about the size of a little boy of one or two years old, but the whole body is black, with fine armor, sticky and glowing.

This thing is a bit like the crab, there are actually three pairs, each holding a human organ in each hand, with palms, ankles, half a human face, an eyeball or a large wet Portuguese intestine, the blood on it is ticking, steaming, obviously just dug out of the person's body, left and right, there are wailing people, but they have lost the ability to move, the only thing they can do is to make their voices more poignant.

The little guy has six arms, but not three heads, on the whole, it should be a head, three faces, distributed on three sides of the head, the three mouths are constantly chewing fresh human flesh, eating happily, and the eyeball with a lot of meat crumbs on his hand is handed to Zhong Shuiyue's mouth, "Ah Yi, Ah Yi" called.

This eyeball should be a delicious thing in its heart, but for human beings, not vomiting out is already considered to have extremely high endurance, but the little guy is very persistent, must let this woman eat, in desperation, Zhong Shuiyue opened her ruddy and full lips, and swallowed the eyeball alive, and the little guy clapped his hands happily, causing blood to splash.

This little guy with three faces and six arms must be the Moro that everyone is looking for, right?

I didn't expect that in less than a year, it actually grew into this appearance, and looking at this style, the villagers of this entire mountain village are afraid that they have already suffered from its poisonous mouth. After swallowing a whole sticky eyeball, Zhong Shuiyue was obviously a little uncomfortable, constantly nauseated, but she didn't dare to anger the monster in her arms, but just said in a condensed voice to the old monk who walked in front of her: "Old monk, you have been chasing us for almost five days, what do you want to do?" ”

Datu's obscene face had a hooked nose, his eyes were condensed, and he looked very sharp, he slowly raised the Zen staff in his hand, pointed to the monster in her arms, and said word by word: "I want it, give it to me, you leave by yourself!" ”

"No way!"

Guo Jiabin, who was trembling with fright, suddenly said: "This is my child, I will not give it to anyone!" ”

He stepped forward, his right hand, which had been hidden behind him, raised, with a pistol on it, and the crosshair pointed at Datu. With a gun in hand, his courage was a little stronger, and he shouted proudly: "You are too big to dare to come alone." See what this is? It's a gun! Guns, do you know the way? With it, if I want you to be black, you will be black, and if I want you to be white, you will be white, believe it or not, I will erase you now? ”

Datu ignored Guo Jiabin, who "has a gun in hand, I have it in the world", but looked at Zhong Shuiyue calmly, and said again: "Give me Moluo, I can still spare your life!" Zhong Shuiyue smiled like a flower, and said with a charming smile: "It's not easy for me to take care of children, master, why do you bother me to be a woman?" Besides, we are Mr. Xu's people now, don't you look at the monk's face, but also look at the Buddha's face? ”

Datu's face was not shocked, but his brows furrowed, and he sighed softly, Since this is the case, then don't blame me......

Before he finished his words, he heard Guo Jiabin shouting: "Wife, what are you talking to this bald donkey, just kill him!" ”

As soon as he had finished speaking, we heard three gunshots, bang, bang, and this huge gunfire echoed through the village, but Master Datu, who was five meters in front of him, was still standing there, not even touching the corners of his clothes.

Guo Jiabin, who shot the gun, was naturally frightened half to death, and I, who was watching the battle from the side, was also shocked to the extreme - Guo Jiabin is an ordinary person, so naturally he can't see anything strange, but I can see that in less than a second, Datu's body shape changed three times in a row, and after dodging the attack of the bullet, he returned to his original position steadily, giving people the illusion that the bullet passed through the void.

With such a precise body, such a calm state of mind, and such terrifying strength, I felt that my scalp was numb, but before I had time to sigh, I saw that the master had turned into a phantom, and suddenly appeared in front of Guo Jiabin, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the pistol that Guo Jiabin relied on to win immediately turned into a large mass of parts and scattered on the ground.

And Guo Jiabin's neck was tightly pinched by this old monk who was a little shorter than him, and he couldn't move.

Compared with Guo Jiabin, who is just an ordinary person, Zhong Shuiyue, who has studied under Yangon's first-class head lowering teacher Guo Ren since he was a child, is a first-class practitioner, she jumped to the side with the Mo Luo in her arms, and saw Datu pinching his own good looks, and couldn't help but shout anxiously: "Husband, are you okay?" ”

Guo Jiabin couldn't breathe, his face turned purple, but he still couldn't forget to respond to her, saying Baby, I'm fine, you leave with the baby.

The two were affectionate, and Datu said solemnly for the third time: "Hand over Moro!" ”

Zhong Shuiyue saw that Guo Jiabin's neck was pinched, and he looked like he was out of breath, and on his beautiful face, which was still pitiful, a crazy look suddenly appeared, his eyes bulged out, and he shouted: "It's mine, I led it out of the abyss little by little, I fed it and grew it up, I will be the Holy Mother in the future, rule the world, no one wants to take it away from me, either let us go, or ...... Let's die together! ”

As she said this, Mo Luo, who was eating human flesh in her arms, felt the anger in Zhong Shuiyue's heart, and screamed, the whole sky seemed to be a little lower, and the black cloud fell down, and it turned into a black lightning bolt and rushed towards Datu.

Seeing that Mo Luo suddenly had a great momentum and came towards him, Master Datu's face also had a cautious expression, and he threw Guo Jiabin, who was dying, aside, and suddenly a thick black mist on his hand was like ink, heading towards the Mo Luo cover.

The black mist floated in the air, and immediately turned into a huge net, netting the arrogant Moluo, suddenly tightening, and with a raise of his hand, Datu took this terrifying Moluo in his bag, obviously having made targeted preparations. However, things were always unexpected, and the Moro was tightly bound by the black fog net, and after shrinking into a ball at the end, it did not give up struggling, and it screamed loudly: "Woo whoa, woo woo ......"

The voice was strange, and Datu's expression was extremely serious, and his hands changed various postures, and he began to put various seals on the body of Moro one meter in front of him. However, my heart tightened, and I turned my head to look around, but when I saw that the wounded people scattered around me suddenly stopped moaning, and the whole person stood up as if guided by magic, and rushed in the direction of Master Datu.

There were more than a dozen dead or wounded villagers around him, and after a few sprints, he reached the front of Master Datu in a few seconds, and after he flew a few with his feet, he found that more people rushed forward desperately, and he was also angry at the moment, waved his hand and slapped one to death, and then retreated to the side.

At this time, Zhong Shuiyue, who was taking care of Guo Jiabin, suddenly stood up, her eyes erupted with crazy anger, and she shouted sharply: "Wind, wind, wind, baby, kill him for me!" As soon as Moro, who had been controlled by Datu, heard this cry, his body shook and turned into a terrifying hurricane, breaking free from the shackles of the fog net and rolling towards Datu.