The two daggers killed by the madman were smeared with black dog blood in advance, and the speed of the stab was also very fast. I don't know if you've seen a skilled chef chop dumpling filling, it's basically this rhythm. From the time of Liqiu's ascension to the landing, that is, in a few seconds, the madman killed at least fifty or sixty stabs on Liqiu's body.

"Get out of the way. A coquettish voice came from the side. Vicious, like a madman, the killing also flashed to the side in time. I saw Ma Xiaocui carrying a wooden bucket, throwing it towards Lianqiu with her head covered and her face covered, and shouting in her mouth: "Please drink your aunt's overnight urine." ”

"Overnight urine" is really a legendary killer. Splashing on Lianqiu's body is not just as simple as smoking and disfigurement, but the "coo, clump" on Liqiu's body is like boiling water, constantly bubbling.

Seeing this situation, Wild Boar Skin and Sanlaizi were also happy to loosen the buckle in their hands and observe the situation of Lianqiu.

Ma Xiaocui saw that she had succeeded in the blow, cheered, jumped down from the top of the broken temple, ran to Long Xiaomo's side, and hugged Long Xiaomo tightly like a tree bear.

Looking at this mercy, under the multiple blows one after another, he was in pain, twisted, and roaring, and his body was constantly changing in various forms, and his body was constantly cooing and bubbling.

Long Xiaomo looked at the situation in front of him and didn't seem to think it was very appropriate, and instinctively shouted: "Danger, lie down." As he spoke, he threw himself to the ground and pressed Ma Xiaocui under him.

The four leaders of the bomb thunder had an instinctive sense of trust in Long Xiaomo, and they all fell to the ground. Zhong Kui also followed the gourd and hurriedly lay down. It didn't take long to hear an explosion behind me. A puff of red mist filled the air.

Ladies and gentlemen, modern people have been baptized by modern warfare and are accustomed to such things as explosions. The ancients had never seen a large explosion, and there was a tremor from the depths of the soul for this sound. Not to mention Ma Xiaocui, even if she is arrogant in her bones, she is like Zhong Kui, and she is constantly sieveing from head to toe.

After a long time, several people stood up one after another. The thunderstorm in the sky was still there, and the thunder from time to time allowed everyone to see the scene in front of them more clearly. After the explosion, a cloud of red smoke was formed, which continued to gather even in the pouring rain.

Ma Xiaocui participated in this kind of exciting activity for the first time, hugging Long Xiaomo and narrating.

It turned out that after Long Xiaomo entered the house, Ma Xiaocui did not leave, lying by the window and eavesdropping. The conversation between Long Xiaomo and the old ghost Murong Seventeen, Ma Xiaocui heard it word for word. Then she ran back to Xinghualou and told the madman who was still drinking about the incident.

Long Xiaomo is not there, and the madman is faintly the leader of everyone. Hurriedly discussed with everyone and purchased all kinds of tools to catch demons and ghosts. Ma Xiaocui has definitely made a great contribution, and the overnight urine in the jar has played an important role.

After preparing to stop, where to find Long Xiaomo is a big problem. Everyone only knew that Long Xiaomo would wander around Qujiang Pond at night, but it was not very clear where it was, so everyone could only wander around.

Fortunately, Long Xiaomo collapsed the broken temple by mistake, which attracted everyone and rescued Xiaomo in time.

The danger was lifted, and everyone's tense nerves were gradually relieved. A few people were celebrating each other. Zhong Kui's thunderous shout rang out again, and he said, "You see, the smoke of the evil spirits has not dissipated. ”

Several people hurriedly looked back, and the smoke formed by the explosion just now did not gradually dissipate, but gathered more and more thickly. As everyone looked at each other, the red smoke turned into a pillar of smoke and was sucked into the collapsed temple.

A thunderbolt flashed, shining on the small temple that had collapsed on the ground, like a human face spread flat on the ground. Breathe in that red smoke from the sky.

Long Xiaomo shouted loudly in the rainy night: "This temple is strange, let's evacuate quickly." Everyone looked at Long Xiaomo and prepared to withdraw. It was at this time that there was a violent tremor on the ground.

"Damn, there must be something strange under this small temple when the earthquake is at this time. Long Xiaomo speculated while beckoning everyone to speed up and escape.

A few people didn't run slowly, but the speed of the tremor was even faster. With the small ruined temple as the center, several cracks quickly cracked on the ground. One of the very thick cracks chased the direction of the escape of several people, and quickly cracked.

Looking at the cracked ground beneath their feet, several people jumped up and down to dodge. Ma Xiaocui shouted angrily: "Long Xiaomo, what good things have you done in the small temple, have you offended the land mountain god?"

Long Xiaomo said: "But I was wronged to death, I just pulled down a wooden pillar." ”

Ma Xiaocui said: "A wooden pillar will have such a big movement?"

Before the words were finished, there was a muffled sound of "poof". In the ruins of the small temple, a black strip flew straight into the air. The diameter is three or four feet, and the length is about thirty zhang.

Several people slowed down for a moment, looked back at the strip-shaped object that was flying into the air, and were speechless in shock. Only the wild boar skin said stupidly: "Brother Long, that wooden pillar is fine." ”

Long Xiaomo was not angry, and chiseled the wild boar's skin with his fist, and said, "Your wooden pillar will bend, you pig." ”

I saw that the strip-shaped object that was in the air stopped its upward trend and swayed from side to side when it was about thirty feet in the air.

A thunderclap rang out, and in an instant the sky was illuminated as day.

"Dragon, this is a dragon. Stubborn, like Ma Xiaocui, also knelt down with a "poof". For a short moment, everyone could see that the object looked like a snake, but it obviously had horns on its head.

"If you can have some fun, get me up. Long Xiaomo kicked Ma Xiaocui's ass angrily, and then said, "Your dragon has no claws." ”

Seeing Long Xiaomo's disobedient appearance, Ma Xiaocui stood up and pulled Long Xiaomo's ear and said, "You can tell me about it, looking like this, it's not what a dragon is." ”

Although Long Xiaomo's ears were torn, he still said very stubbornly: "I don't know, I just feel a deep chill and tremor in my heart, and I can't wait to escape from this place immediately." ”

Zhong Kui accosted behind his back at this time: "Brother Long is right, the dragon is the Eight Righteous Gods, and it will never carry such a strong cold aura." ”

There was a loud muffled sound of "bang", and the huge object that had just flown into the sky fell heavily to the ground at this time. On a rainy night, a large amount of mud was splashed, causing the ground to tremble.

A "boom" sounded, and another explosion thundered.