Putting down Mo Yu and Yan Wei twice, Fang Xiaoxiao stared at Wang Zun, her anger made this flesh and blood space tremble and beat, and one by one ghost claws stretched out from the flesh and blood.

Approaching step by step, Fang Xiaoxiao wanted to tear Wang Zun's heart apart and did not hide it at all.

Wang Zun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nervous, but he was not afraid, he was holding the black clay jar tightly, and his hand had reached out to the lid of the jar, ready to open it.

The grimace on the can is constantly changing, and Xiao Hei in the can is also extremely excited.

glanced at Mo Yu, who was struggling to get up on the ground, and the red hijab was about to be smashed by the family.

Zhu Jin, Xiaoling, Datou, the three partners couldn't get out at all.

Yan Wei was also struggling, obviously injured a lot.

Wang Zun gritted his teeth and could only rely on himself.

Without hesitation, Fang Xiaoxiao was already forced to a few meters away, and he couldn't hesitate, this level of ghost thing had a lot of means, and he would be killed if he hesitated.

Bang!

Wang Zun pulled off the lid of the jar, and in an instant, the yin wind struck, and all the blood was shrouded in darkness.

In the darkness, a small figure loomed, and a bloodshot tongue hung in front of him, swaying slightly.

It seems that the ghost king was born, and the cold and terrifying yin wind is raging.

Fang Xiaoxiao stopped, her bloody eyes narrowed, she seemed to feel something terrible.

Next second!

Burst!

The blood light flashed, and the blood-red tongue pierced Fang Xiaoxiao's chest, and then, a small figure killed and fought with Fang Xiaoxiao.

Wang Zun's eyes widened, trying to see Xiao Hei's appearance clearly, but it was too dark, and he only saw a blood-colored tongue shaking, assassinating.

It's fierce!

Awesome!

Xiao Hei almost pressed and beat Fang Xiaoxiao, destroying the withering and decaying momentum, and Fang Xiaoxiao didn't even have a chance to resist.

The blood-colored tongue was very fast, leaving shadows between the shots, stabbing Fang Xiaoxiao into a thousand holes.

"Shred her, Blackie!"

Wang Zun shouted, Xiao Hei did not respond, but his movements were more ferocious, more powerful, and more terrifying!

Xiao Hei forced Fang Xiaoxiao into a desperate situation, using his hands, feet and tongue together, attacking like crazy.

Fang Xiaoxiao was roaring, struggling, trying to fight back, but Xiao Hei didn't give her this chance at all, and the attack fell like a storm.

"Hurry, hurry!"

Wang Zun urged, and couldn't help but rush forward, the ghost vine thorned, and the ghost hammer waved.

As everyone knows, the fluctuations of the two ghosts fighting directly swept him out, and he didn't even have a chance to get close.

Wang Zun put all his hopes on Xiao Hei's body, and Xiao Hei did not bear the burden, although he could not see her appearance, he could see her non-stop crazy attacks.

"Hurry up!"

However!

As soon as Wang Zun's words fell, the darkness disappeared in an instant, and Xiao Hei disappeared with it, and the scene of flesh and blood reappeared.

Fang Xiaoxiao was not eliminated, she was still standing in place, but her body was full of holes, and countless blood holes were spraying blood.

None of them will die!

Wang Zun narrowed his eyes, did not continue to hesitate, opened the lid of the jar again, and his eyes became dark again, the wind rose flat, and Xiao Hei's figure appeared again.

There were no superfluous words, Xiao Hei didn't stop for a moment, like a tiger, slaughtering it, and fighting with Fang Xiaoxiao.

This time, Xiao Heixue was smart, and his moves were fatal, directly hitting Fang Xiaoxiao's Achilles' heel.

Thirty seconds is simply not enough time, so you have to make a fatal move, and the slightest delay is a waste of time.

Xiao Hei wanted to use these thirty seconds to kill Fang Xiaoxiao, but this time, Fang Xiaoxiao also had a helper.

A clown puppet came out of the wall of flesh and blood, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and stabbed Xiao Hei!

The little black eye was fast, and the blood-red tongue pierced out, colliding with the sharp knife, and sparks were sparked.

"It's you again, it's endless, isn't it?"

Wang Zun was furious, and rushed forward with the ghost hammer, and the ghost vine twitched, and the blue light flashed.

The clown smiled hideously, and cut off the ghost vine with a single sword, laughing gloomily.

"Wang Zun, you have repeatedly done bad things to me and hindered my plans, don't think that I really dare not kill you!"

The clown spoke, and the evil voice made people hairy.

"Come on, come and kill me, come on, come if you have the ability!"

Wang Zun didn't want to talk too much nonsense with the clown, so he smashed the ghost hammer into it.

The clown has a sharp knife, easily blocking the ghost hammer, and laughs straight.

This is also a clown doll, but this doll is the size of a normal person, which is more realistic.

"There will be no hurry, you will die at my hands, you will sooner or later!"

The Joker's strange voice was echoing, as if he had never taken Wang Zun to heart, but Wang Zun always sabotaged his plans, which made him very distressed.

As for why he didn't destroy Wang Zun, outsiders have no way of knowing.

Thirty seconds passed, and the clown's obstruction prevented Xiao Hei from being able to eliminate Fang Xiaoxiao, wasting an opportunity in vain and wasting three years of life.

Everywhere he looked, it was blood red, the darkness disappeared, the black clay pot was beating on the ground, the face on the tank was changing, and Xiao Hei still wanted to figure it out.

seems to be unconvinced, as if Fang Xiaoxiao has not been eliminated and unwilling.

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, he was also unwilling, but he had no choice.

Yan Wei was struggling, but he still got up, one bloody eye turning, crazy and violent.

Mo Yu also got up, seriously injured, and the consumption was also very large, and the wide wedding dress was shaking and crackling.

Zhu Jin, Xiao Ling, and Big Head are still blocked and submerged by that group of ghosts, and they lack skills, so it's good to be able to protect themselves.

The clown was smiling not far away, holding a sharp knife in his hand, shaking it gently, looking like he was watching a good show.

"Mom...... Mom...... Shreds him ......"

The clown screamed in a childish and disgusting voice again, pitiful, aggrieved and sad.

Wang Zun gritted his teeth, he wanted to tear the clown's mouth, and when he saw the clown, he felt unhappy, unhappy, and uncomfortable.

The blood hole on Fang Xiaoxiao's body that was stabbed by Xiao Hei was difficult to heal, and Xiao Hei's tongue seemed to have a curse power, and the wound that was struck out could not heal.

"Son, rest assured, anyone who wants to snatch you away, anyone who wants to hurt you, mother will not let them live."

Fang Xiaoxiao's bloody eyes glowed, and with one step, the blood-colored space shook, and the flying blood cracked, as if it was about to collapse.

Wang Zun sighed, pulled Mo Yu in front of him, and pushed her back.

Mo Yu: ?

What do you mean?

"Uncle, leave it to me next!"

Wang Zun stopped Yan Wei, who was about to go up, and shook his head gently, "You two, help me block those ghost things that are coming over, and Fang Xiaoxiao will leave it to me!" ”

Wang Zun was very serious, and one person and one ghost looked puzzled.

Why?

Why is Wang Zun so angry?

One person and one ghost are symbols full of heads, and ten thousand are incomprehensible.

Wang Zun didn't explain, he was also beating a drum in his heart, but he had no choice, he had to go.

If you go up, you will die, and if you don't go up, you will die, so why not fight for it?

Wang Zun walked directly towards Fang Xiaoxiao, his face was expressionless, the ghost vine, and the ghost hammer were all put away, he stared at Fang Xiaoxiao, approaching step by step.

There is no momentum, there is only seriousness and apprehension.

The clown looked at all this proudly, and he also wanted to see what method Wang Zun used to break the game.

In his eyes, this situation is already a dead end for Wang Zun.

What does Wang Zun want to do?

How to break the game?

He couldn't figure it out, so he wanted to take a good look.

"He's not your son!"

Wang Zun came to Fang Xiaoxiao, his eyes were facing each other, and he looked at Fang Xiaoxiao extremely seriously.

"He's my son, he's!"

Fang Xiaoxiao roared, slapped a palm on Wang Zun's chest, and slapped it out.

Mo Yu's eyes widened, Yan Wei, and Zhu Jin also screamed.

Xiao Ling even wanted to rush up to protect Wang Zun, although her strength was very weak, she was Wang Zun's first family member, and her feelings were the deepest!

Correct!

Wang Zun immediately got up, patted the clothes on his body, and showed a smile, and there was no injury at all.

They were all surprised, and looked at Wang Zun in disbelief.

The palm of the red-eyed and red-clothed ghost can't kill an ordinary person?

Fake, right?

The smile on the clown's face also disappeared, his face tensed, and a wave of unease welled up in his heart.

Wang Zun is not hot-headed, but thoughtful and has his own plans.

"This kid is more beaten than your uncle?"

Yan Wei was stunned, took out a cigarette and lit it, staring at all this curiously.

Wang Zun came to Fang Xiaoxiao again, still the same sentence, he is not your son!

Of course, Fang Xiaoxiao would not get used to him, and slapped Wang Zun with one palm, and roared and roared.

Wang Zun got up again, unharmed, walked like flying, and walked up again, still the same sentence, still the same fate, and was shot out again.

The three chances of the ghost skin armor were used up, and if Fang Xiaoxiao gave Wang Zun a palm, he would definitely burp on the spot.

The clown stopped talking, his face was heavy, he couldn't understand what Wang Zun wanted to do, and he couldn't understand why Wang Zun could carry Fang Xiaoxiao's three palms without getting hurt.

It's not something that one person can do.

Fourth!

This time, if Fang Xiaoxiao gave Wang Zun another palm, Wang Zun would definitely be killed on the spot.

Wang Zun also understood that this time, he was also gambling.

"He's not your son, really isn't, your son has a bear-shaped birthmark on his arm, have you forgotten?"

Wang Zun was very serious, and at the same time his heart was tense.

Fang Xiaoxiao actually had doubts in his heart, he glanced back at the clown, but the clown called her mother softly.

This mother swept away all the worries in her heart and no longer doubted it.

raised his hand, wanting to give Wang Zun another palm.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zun directly took out his mobile phone and played Lu Xiaofang's video.

"He's your son!"

"He is living a good life now, very happy, the people who snatched him from you in the first place are all dead, and now he is adopted by a couple, they are very good to Lu Xiaofang, he is very obedient and motivated, he misses you, but he definitely doesn't want to see you now!"

Wang Zun clicked the play button and handed it to Fang Xiaoxiao,

Fang Xiaoxiao was stunned, the expression on her face froze, and Lu Xiaofang's mother tore a hole in her memories that had been sleeping for many years.

Seeing that something was wrong, the clown rushed up while screaming at his mother's call, trying to stop Wang Zun.

Without Wang Zun's move, Fang Xiaoxiao waved his hand, and the clown was swept out.

The clown understood at this moment that he was afraid that he would lose again.

The video is not very long, Fang Xiaoxiao was stunned after watching it, and his blood-red eyes shed bloody tears.