Chapter Forty-Eight: The Last Hope

readx;?ā€œ Here are two servings of egg fried rice, you go first, and come back to help me when you're done. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Song Zheng gave the two of them two servings of egg fried rice and said in a low voice, and then quietly touched the antidote to his wound, and the blood suddenly stopped.

"I'm asking you!" the old man shouted out to Song Zheng and the others again.

"Noise!" Song Zheng's spiritual tentacles stretched out again, but at this time, an invisible wall suddenly appeared on the old man's body, blocking the tentacles.

"Don't do anything, this little bastard is mine!" the old man looked at the remaining four with a gloomy face.

"Give you ten minutes, or I'll make a move!" The voice of a white-haired man, dressed in a white suit, was surrounded by water vapor condensing into ice and falling down.

"The second order of the spiritual department, no wonder you can kill my grandson, but I am also a spiritual department. After the old man finished speaking, he grabbed Song Zheng with both hands, and Song Zheng suddenly felt that he was being held by two invisible big hands.

Song Zheng struggled desperately, but the big hands were clenched tighter and tighter, Song Zheng suddenly felt that his body was about to be pinched and exploded, but it aroused his blood, and the spiritual tentacles stretched out again, attacking the old man, but was soon blocked by an invisible wall.

"It's useless, the more you struggle, the more painful it becomes, and the more you struggle, the tighter the binding. A sneer appeared at the corner of the old man's mouth.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you at once, I will crush your bones little by little, so that you can taste the taste of life is worse than death. After speaking, his gaze swept to the silver-faced man, and there was a sad look in his eyes.

Song Zheng didn't dare to move again in mid-air, but the tentacles on his body were constantly attacking the two invisible big hands, and the attack of the spiritual system could only be seen by the same spiritual system, and the old man saw that Song Zheng still wanted to struggle, and his eyes suddenly froze, and the two invisible big hands held tighter.

"Ahh

Song Zheng kept silently reciting in his heart, but he was much more sober, and with a roar, tentacles grew out of his whole body, like countless hard thorns, piercing into the big hand holding him, and then the thorns began to grow wildly, becoming longer and longer, gradually stabbing the big hand with thousands of holes, and then countless spikes began to spin, and instantly cut the big hand into pieces and disappeared into the air.

Song Zheng broke free of his big hand, feeling that his whole body was extremely sore, and he had no strength at all, he knew that this was caused by physical exhaustion, and the huge number of spikes instantly exhausted his physical strength.

Song Zheng didn't care about the eyes of several people, took out the egg fried rice from the iron pot, and devoured it.

"Hmm, are you from the Heavenly Kitchen Gang?" the old man seemed to smell the aroma of egg fried rice, and glanced at the iron pot and asked.

"He's not!" said a seductive female voice from the black robe standing on the far right.

"But aren't you the only ones who fight with kitchen utensils?" the old man suddenly changed his words after speaking, and continued in a sarcastic tone, "Oh, I forgot, you have been kicked out by the Heavenly Kitchen Gang! I'm sorry!"

"Old thing, are you looking for death?" The black-robed woman suddenly became angry, and she stepped forward to make a move.

"No. 5, you are not his opponent, No. 3, be careful when you speak, I don't want you to die in my hands before I catch Chu Yi. Standing next to the woman was also dressed in a black robe, but his voice was extremely cold, and as soon as his words came out, the faces of the two suddenly showed a look of fear, and they stopped talking.

"Boy, since you're not from the Heavenly Kitchen Gang, don't blame me for being ruthless. The old man's hands grabbed again, and two invisible big hands appeared again, but they were dodged by Song Zheng, who had been prepared.

"You like to catch me!" Song Zheng threw away the plate, and the tentacles on his body stretched out towards the old man again, the old man didn't expect Song Zheng to have any strength left, and was immediately wrapped in the tentacles.

"What do you want to do, let me go!" said the old man, suddenly alarmed.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you at once!" A smile appeared at the corner of Song Zheng's mouth, and then it turned cruel, "It's weird!", and then the iron pot in his hand slapped heavily on the top of the old man's head, Song Zheng only deliberately said that to relax the old man's vigilance, in order to sneak attack.

[Ding!Get five copies of the second-order evolution liquid!]

[In the middle of the second order, no wonder it's so powerful!] Song Zheng sat on the ground with his butt and stretched out his hand to point at the remaining four, "Who's next?"

"What a crazy boy, I'll meet you!" said the white-haired man at this time, and then walked towards Song Zheng, but then a piece of ice appeared on his body.

"Bang!" there was a crisp sound, and a figure retreated, but it was the monkey who arrived, but the sneak attack failed.

"Your opponent is me!" the monkey said as he stood in front of Song Zheng with a dagger.

"What can you do with your two severed daggers?" the white-haired man's face showed a deep look of disdain.

"Then!" Song Zheng took out the keel sword from the storage space and threw it to the monkey, and the monkey immediately took it into his hand.

"Huh?" At this time, the black-robed man saw Song Zheng actually take out the dragon bone sword from the iron pot, and let out a soft sigh from his mouth.

"Number two, you're going to meet him!" said the black-robed man to the strong man holding Eve.

"Bang!" the strong man threw Eve to the ground, and then kept clasping his hands, making a crisp sound: "Bang!" and walked towards Song Zheng.

"Boom!" At this time, a flame suddenly fell from the sky, blasting the strong man directly away.

"Chu Yi!" the black-robed woman suddenly exclaimed, they had been chasing the target for several months, but they didn't expect it to appear here.

"You deal with him with No. 2, he has already reached the third order, you be careful!" After the black-robed man finished speaking, he suddenly whistled, and suddenly forty or fifty first-order zombies rushed out from the surroundings, surrounding everyone.

"It seems that your target is me, then Song will play with you. Song Zheng's eyes glanced at Eve, who was motionless, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"We might as well make a bet, if I win, your iron pot belongs to me, I won't kill you, if you win, I will kill myself immediately, how about it?" The black-robed man licked his lips and looked at the iron pot in Song Zheng's hand greedily.

"Okay!" Song Zheng finished speaking, and countless tentacles wrapped themselves around the black-robed man.

The black-robed man did not panic when he saw countless tentacles attacking, and countless red silk threads suddenly flew out of his body, wrapping the tentacles.

At the moment when the red thread touched the tentacle, Song Zheng immediately felt that he had lost the control of the tentacle, and then, the red silk thread was thrust into Song Zheng's body along the tentacle, Song Zheng suddenly felt a pain relief in his mind, his face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground weakly.

"Brother Song!" Chu Yi was suddenly shocked, but he was tightly entangled by the strong man and did not let him save Song Zheng.

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