Then I saw this woman jump in front of the stele, stand still, as if she raised her head and thought for a while, and lowered her head a little as if she smelled it, and suddenly stretched out her hand and poked at the edge of the stele, and I saw that the stele was originally extremely fast, and was scraped by the nails like this steel drill, and there were several lines on the stele immediately.

I was shocked, these nails were so sharp, if they caught me, would they make my skin open all of a sudden? I didn't have time to look at the stele when I saw the woman jump to the side, stretch out her hand, and grab it behind the stele.

I saw that the man was squatting behind the stele and shivering, and when he heard the nails piercing the top like a steel hammer, he fell to the ground on one side in fright, and then quickly climbed up the big tree on the side, and in a few moments he climbed to the top of the big tree.

My God, there is this kind of operation, it seems that if people are forced to be in a hurry, they can really play to their potential. This man is of this size, it is estimated that he can't climb a tree at all, and he was forced to do this, and now he can climb so high all at once.

The woman grabbed the air again, and watched the guy climb up the tree, gritting her teeth in anger, and her skinless jaw clicked and moved, and her hands seemed to be shaking.

I saw that she jumped again, and jumped under the big tree, stretched out her sharp fingers, and poked at the big tree, and after a while, she saw the debris flying around, and the big tree was pierced by her like rotten wood.

But the tree was too thick, and she was only scratching the surface. When she saw that the man had climbed to the edge of the branch high in the tree, she stopped moving, raised her head and looked up, and then jumped back, and let out a roar from her mouth, and when she saw the woman, she jumped up at once.

Soon she was halfway up the tree, but, however, the woman could no longer rise, so she fell straight down again. She jumped three times in a row, each time at this height, and although the man in the tree was almost crying for his mother, but then I heard the man in the tree, and the howl suddenly turned into giggles!

Oh my God, this man is glad he wasn't caught. Well, that's really talent too. Don't laugh at anything, come out in the middle of the night to laugh ghosts?

Look at this woman again, she has not been able to catch this guy several times in a row, she seems to be a little angry, she is running and jumping around this big tree, and even jumping back into the grave, grabbing the shovel in her hand, and with a slight force, the very strong long handle is grabbed and cut off directly.

Oh my God, that's a lot of energy. I was a little frightened, and just when the woman kept going around the big tree and was helpless, I saw this guy in the tree, and the light suddenly shone downward.

I thought he was going to find a chance to jump off the tree and escape, but when the woman below saw that there was movement in the tree, she suddenly stopped moving, and stood under the tree, staying quietly.

Something unexpected happened, this guy on the tree, I don't know where to touch a thing, and then lit it, and threw it at the woman, and saw that the thing was blazing, and it was about to fall on the woman's body, and I saw the woman slap it with her palm, and fanned the thing out alive.

At this moment, the thing actually banged, the fire flashed, and a piece of gunpowder smoke filled the air. Oh my God, this guy actually lit a thunderbolt cannon and threw it at this woman, it's too damning. Can there be such a play?

I was very angry on the side, but I didn't dare to move, for fear that this woman would see me and kill me out of anger. So I only hate this man who doesn't speak of martial arts in my heart.

It is estimated that the guy on the tree saw that it did not collapse, so he lit two thunder cannons one after another and threw them down, all of which were dissolved by this woman one by one, and the thunder cannon exploded in the air, and the sound went straight to the sky, as if it was transmitted several miles away at once.

The guy in the tree's plan fell through, so he lowered his head and let the light shine down, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but the light shot into the distance for a while, and then shot down again, anyway, this guy didn't make a sound and was so deadlocked.

The woman below was already angry to the peak, as if she also understood that those thunder cannons should have come to destroy her just now, so after she fanned again, she tried to jump up twice, but unfortunately, except for causing the guy in the tree to scream a few times, she couldn't jump anymore.

Seeing that the guy who dug his own grave was in front of him, but he couldn't catch it, he was extremely embarrassed and tightened when he thought about it. The woman jumped in circles along the tree, looking up, but unexpectedly, she let out a few long howls.

The sound was similar to that of a cow, only more hoarse, and when I listened to it, it was not just her venting anger, but more like sending a signal for help in all directions.

Oh my God, what if she was really calling her companions over? I hope not. I was so apprehensive that I felt as if there were already countless things like this woman coming around.

Not long after the woman's howl, I heard a response from afar. Oh my God, those voices turned out to be exactly the same as this woman's long howl, and they were of different thicknesses, but the voices seemed to come in this direction.

The man in the tree, when he heard this voice, seemed to be a little frightened, and the light above his head kept flickering, as if his body was constantly trembling.

That is, after I heard these long whistling sounds in the distance, that is, in ten minutes or so, I heard the sound of rain coming from all directions, in a hurry.

But the weather was clear, and it would rain somewhere, but in the sound that was getting closer and closer, I seemed to hear heavy footsteps.

Could it be that this woman really used this long whistle to call for her companions, I hope not. In order to avoid being discovered, I quickly lay down under the tree, closed my breath, and listened to the movement outside.

From the floodplain of the rocky river, a few shadows came, and the shadows jumped closer and closer. They jumped so far, so fast, and soon I could see clearly.

These people, no, skeletons with no flesh on their heads, no different from the woman. They were all dressed in costumes and wore red hats on their heads, and they jumped towards the mound in anger. They jumped so fast that their clothes shook in the air, no different from the sound of rain.

It was also particularly frightening that these people jumped up, and they all stretched their hands forward, stretched out straight, and their nails were exactly the same as the woman's, sharp as steel drills.