Chapter Thirty-Eight: Slap Your Head Flat
"You're so daring!" The child swung the shovel vigorously and said angrily.
"I don't know if your skills match your guts!" As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spat out a drop of yellow liquid the size of his thumb and flew towards the door of Fang Chi Noodle.
The speed of that drop of liquid was extremely fast, and even if its flight path could be clearly seen, Fang Chi could only narrowly avoid it.
The liquid fell to her feet, corroding a fist-sized pit, making her glad that it didn't fall on her body, otherwise she would not have died.
Fortunately, I have been practicing the breathing method taught by Song Xiuyu recently, and my body's reaction ability is a little stronger than before, otherwise I am afraid that I will not even be able to withstand the first move.
When the child saw that his trick had been dodged, he didn't seem to be angry at all, but laughed sadly.
Fang Chi's heart suddenly beat violently, no! His reaction shows that there is a backhand!
His body tensed instantly, and his two eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, except for the black grave and the smiling child, the whole space suddenly became silent!
As if the mute button was pressed, I saw the leaves swaying, and I didn't hear the wind!
He's the hell!
Before she had time to look at the child's Fang Chi again, dense goosebumps instantly appeared on her neck, and she turned her head unexpectedly, and it was at this moment that the yellow liquid that fell into the soil actually passed by her neck from behind!
The child opened his mouth to swallow the drop of yellow liquid, and sneered: "I have some ability, I can avoid my bone erosion if I am deprived of hearing." ”
"But what if you deprive yourself of vision......"
As soon as the words fell, Fang Chi, who had regained his sense, was dark, he was used to seeing everything clearly, and it was difficult to adapt to the sudden darkness for a while.
"Humph! See how you dodge. ”
Voices came from all directions, but she pinpointed the child's position and pretended to be panicked and fumbled around.
It may be that her eyes are different from ordinary people, and his deprivation of vision does not make her completely blind, and she can still see a blurry black shadow standing not far away.
Seeing the black shadow silently approaching him, Fang Chi pretended to be scared and knelt on the ground, groping with his hands indiscriminately, acting like a normal person who suddenly lost his sight.
The shadow seemed to lean over defenselessly, and his smug voice was heard: "Scared! If you don't do it, you don't do it, but now it's going on! ”
"I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have resisted, please don't kill me......" Fang Chi, who was possessed by the drama spirit, choked up and shouted, looking like he was about to cry, making the child grin with satisfaction.
Laugh, laugh...... Wait for you to cry!
Fang Chi secretly rubbed and prepared to sprinkle the grave soil that he had accidentally made on the little boy who didn't know it, mocking in his heart.
"Hahaha! Just know it's wrong, be good...... Ahh
This time it's not just on the face, it's all over the body! And wherever he touched the soil of the grave, there was a rattle, and black liquid seeped out of the wound, burning him beyond sight!
And Fang Chi also took this opportunity to pick up the shovel, and slapped his head with all her strength, this time she was ready to be shocked, but there was no hard touch, it was the normal feeling of hitting a person, and it was easy to slap his head flat!