To be honest, Jingmen is not very worried about his situation now, he is just more curious about the girl in front of him, Jingmen suddenly laughed, the girl was puzzled, and asked:

"Can you still laugh at such a time?"

Jing Men did not answer, but asked rhetorically:

"You just said ghost spiders, is that a type of spider?"

The girl showed unusual interest and said:

"That's another name for me. ”

There is an indescribable subtlety in his voice.

Jingmen was not surprised, this is obviously the nickname used by people who walk the rivers and lakes, and it is associated with this title, Jingmen suddenly felt that these hair-like silk threads wrapped around him were really closer to things like spider silk, no wonder it felt sticky, Jingmen laughed at himself:

"So I'm like a little moth that has fallen into a spider's web. ”

"Why are you still laughing?"

The girl was visibly puzzled and thoughtful.

Jingmen felt a lot more enlightened, he now has some information, although not much, but at least from the title of ghost spider, he can get some information, generally the establishment of a certain title of a person reflects a certain characteristic of this person, for example, the self-proclaimed Duan weapon is a whip very similar to the tail of a scorpion, so if he has a nickname, it must be a word related to scorpions, since this girl is called a ghost spider, then his attack method must be similar to that of a spider, just like the silk thread that is now wrapped around him, Jingmen can now almost be sure that this is a silk thread similar to the spider's web。

The girl named Ghost Spider looked at Jingmen with blank eyes, that kind of look was like looking at something she couldn't understand, it was like the first time Shui Han saw Chongluan, very incomprehensible but with a strong interest, Ghost Spider looked at this uncle who had been completely controlled by himself and let himself slaughter, and suddenly had a strange feeling, she felt that all the situations from just now to now were expected by this man, this feeling made her instantly anxious, she couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately controlled her hair to speed up towards Jingmen, Jingmen felt that the hair on her body was getting tighter and tighter, and at the same time was constantly drilling into her own seven orifices, as if desperately trying to get into her own body, it seems that this girl wants to kill herself with these hairs, but it is too late.

Countless dense hairs wrapped Jingmen in it, those black hairs finally formed a black cocoon, and there was no life in the cocoon, as if it was a dead thing, for this scene, the first person who was not calm was Wen Fat, he saw the huge cocoon hanging in the air, and he was blinded at that time, if it wasn't for Jiudao, he would definitely immediately think that Jingmen had been hung.

Jiudao belongs to the type of person who doesn't talk much but doesn't have many words, he looked at the panicked look of the fat man, and said something like this:

It is only after the bug breaks out of the cocoon that he truly reveals his most beautiful posture.

is quite literary, but as soon as Jiudao's words fell, without warning, as if it was simply to cooperate with Jiudao's words, the black cocoon collapsed instantly, and those black hairs fell to the ground one by one, as if they had turned into a pool of stagnant water, and flowed on the ground.

The ghost spider was stunned in place, just a second ago, she was full of confidence that Jingmen was dead, but after that second, she couldn't figure out the situation at all, looking at the sullen uncle in front of her who had nothing to do standing in front of her, his eyes were still so calm and calm, everything just now didn't seem to have happened.

Jing Men looked bored, took out a dog tail grass from his sleeve, slowly put it in his mouth, and said lightly:

"Is that all you have to do?"

The ghost spider was taken aback, and immediately tied up her hair, the hair that had just fallen to the ground did not break off, obviously, Jingmen did not use any barbaric way to break her hair cocoon, but this made the ghost spider even more difficult to understand, this guy, how did he let the hair that obeyed his orders obediently fall to the ground?

Jing Men looked at the expression of the girl in front of him, felt very funny, and said:

"You can't understand that expression. ”

Jing Men exhaled lightly, shifted the dog tail grass in his mouth, and continued:

"It seems that you don't know me well, but I'm a well-known man who is proficient in female popularity. ”

Hearing this, the ghost spider was taken aback, she didn't quite understand the meaning of this, and asked:

"So what?"

Jingmen seemed to be a little interested, and picked up the "red zhu" in his hand, full of interest:

"Do you think there's anything special about my sword?"

The ghost spider looked at it for a moment and said:

"There is a hollow in the middle of the sword body, generally speaking, such a hollow has three functions, the first is to kill the enemy to bleed, the second is to reduce the weight of the sword, and the third is to swing the sword hollow sword to produce a whistling sound to deter the enemy. ”

Jingmen was a little surprised, this girl knew a lot about swords, and realized that this topic should not end like this, so she answered:

"It's the head, but in my opinion, none of these three functions will be of much use against you. It just so happens that the hollow effect of this 'red zhu' sword body is by no means limited to this. ”

Jing Men glanced at the ghost spider and continued:

"You're not looking closely enough. ”

"Oh, do you mean ......?"

The ghost spider has been observing the sword since the beginning, although the sword of the sword has a hollow, but on the whole, the sword is still very slender, thinking of Jingmen just said something very abruptly about being proficient in female red or something, she suddenly had a feeling that the sword, in her eyes, actually has a sense of sight of an embroidery needle, could it be that the hidden role of this sword is......

"Threading the needle. ”

Jing Men put down his sword and continued,

"This sword is like an embroidery needle in my hand, and your hair acts as a thread, and for me, as long as my needle is threaded, it can only be my thread, no matter who its original owner is. ”

The ghost spider suddenly realized that this hollow turned out to be a pinhole for threading, and at the same time, she immediately felt that the uncle in front of her was unusual, he would definitely not be the kind of character that could be easily solved, maybe she really chose the wrong opponent.

But, fortunately, the goal is almost achieved.

On the creek outside the peach source, the smell of lilac is floating in the fog all year round, and the always romantic color is a little strange at the moment.