Huang Menglin also seems to be a talker, as soon as he was asked by Ji Danhuang, he sighed and said with a sad face: "Alas, there is no way, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." &. {23} In the past few years, there is no support, and you can only rely on your own hard work! Unlike you, your life is good, someone is covered, and people can only follow other people's shares in this life!" seemed to think of the previous life, and his eyes were slightly confused.

In his life, I guess there is no freedom at all.

Ji Danhuang asked, "Then what were you like before?" I have always only regarded you as an idolatrous, and I really didn't know what you were like before. Don't look at me that I'm doing well now, I've been bullied a lot before. As he spoke, the corner of his eye kept looking for any flaws in the surrounding enchantment.

He is actually not very good at communicating with others, and now he is just trying to see if he can get Huang Menglin to say a few more words. You know, now he can drag on for a second, and if he delays a little longer, his chances of being rescued will be a little greater.

Even if there is only the slightest hope, he must persevere, and he must not be caught like this.

"Before, ah......"

Huang Menglin gently touched his prominent collarbone, frowned slightly, sighed lightly, and was about to speak, when he suddenly noticed that Ji Danhuang's eyes seemed to be a little wrong. The kind of eyes that are stunned but don't know where the focus is, it's more like relying on the corner of the eye to observe the surrounding feeling.

Suddenly, Huang Menglin understood. This little bastard turned out to be deliberately leading him to talk to delay time!

A wave of anger hit his heart, Huang Menglin snorted coldly, and the butterfly knife condensed by demonic energy flipped into a strange flower: "Little Wang Ba Dan, there is really you! Lead others to talk, and find a way to delay time and find a way to get out." Hey, do you think that such a low-level trick of yours can escape my eyes? I advise you to hurry up and catch it. So as not to suffer more. ”

After seeing through the scheme, Ji Danhuang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few beats, but then calmed down again. Anyway, it's all an attempt, and it dragged on for a few minutes, and it can be regarded as earning it.

What's more, Huang Menglin now doesn't seem to have much strength left. Even if he does it, he may not be able to get any worse.

I just don't know if the dragon scale ring was swallowed into my stomach by myself, and I can still rely on it to amplify my moves. If you can't. But it really lost another big move to press the bottom of the box.

Alas, when I do it later, I really can't bear it and try again.

Ji Danhuang said: "Do you think I might be caught with my hands tied? You are stupid to me!" As soon as the words fell, he raised his sword and stabbed straight away.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers. Since this battle is inevitable, it is better for him to do it first.

Taking advantage of Huang Menglin's lack of body, he stabbed him with a sword first, and more or less won himself a few chances of winning.

"Yo hehehehe!" saw Ji Danhuang attacking. Huang Menglin couldn't help but be happy, and threw the butterfly knife in his right hand at the sword stabbed by Ji Danhuang, "Little Wang Ba Dan, I don't care how many catties and taels I have." Do you dare to do it with me first, thinking that your life is too long?"

Ji Danhuang saw a cluster of purple flowers blooming and harvesting, sometimes as big as a basin, sometimes as small as a fist. Just as he was thinking about his sword, he slammed into it. He didn't even think about it, he stabbed directly at the mass of things, and then heard a soft sound of "snort". The butterfly knife was instantly split in half by him.

Well...... He cut the weapon in half so easily, did Huang Menglin really have little strength? In this case, wouldn't his chances of winning be a little greater?

Ji Danhuang was overjoyed in his heart, but the sword danced into a ball of sword flowers, and it was extremely gorgeous to use Huang Menglin as a hood.

Huang Menglin didn't dodge or dodge, and said with a grin: "Hehe, little Wang Ba Dan, is it really okay to expose your back defenselessly like this?"

Ji Danhuang was stunned when he heard this, and his sword suddenly weakened by half a point, and he suddenly noticed that something seemed to be approaching rapidly behind him. When he turned around, he realized that the butterfly knife that had been split in half by him just now had been reassembled into a complete one, and it was stabbing straight towards the back of his heart.

I'll it! I can still put it together!

Ji Danhuang hurriedly turned his left hand, and the palm of the dragon finger glove was full of the unique powerful destructive power of the dragon claw hand, and grabbed towards the purple ball. The cadre sword in his right hand continued to approach Huang Menglin.

The reassembled butterfly knife attack, its power is afraid that it has been greatly discounted, there is nothing to be afraid of!

However, just when Ji Danhuang's left hand was only a dozen centimeters away from the butterfly knife that flew back, he found that his judgment was ridiculously stupid. The attack power of this butterfly knife that flew back was not weaker than the strength of Huang Menglin when he threw it head-on!

He's too underestimated!

At this moment, he wanted to withdraw and dodge, but it was too late, so he had to turn sideways with his strength, avoid the vital parts, and take the blow of the butterfly knife. Suddenly, a sharp pain went straight into his shoulder bone, and he could clearly hear the sound of his shoulder bone being shattered.

"Shhhh

Ji Danhuang gasped suddenly, didn't look at the butterfly knife that pierced his left shoulder, and put all his energy into the first blow to Huang Menglin.

Since you have already hung up the lottery, don't think about how good the other party is!

Ji Danhuang gritted his teeth fiercely, and forcibly increased the power of the sword by a few points, and the tip of the sword shook out a bright light, enveloping a large area of vital points on Huang Menglin's chest and head.

This blow must also require him to see some blood!

Huang Menglin looked at the large piece of star-like sword light in front of him, and did not show the slightest panic, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a slight movement of his left hand, a large piece of purple light bloomed. In the middle of the purple light, a little bright tip of the sword is facing the tip of the sword of last season.

Ji Danhuang only felt an extremely strong oppressive force slapping in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he felt that his sword seemed to be pierced against a very solid wall, and it was difficult to advance any more.

Immediately after, Ji Danhuang looked at the sharp tip of the purple knife, like a poisonous snake's kiss, and quickly bit towards his sword-holding right hand.

And after that little bit of coldness, followed by Huang Menglin's eyes full of sarcasm.

Ji Danhuang gasped and hurriedly retracted his sword and retreated. However, that little bit of coldness, like a maggot attached to the bone, followed closely, and the speed was faster than the speed at which he regressed. Soon, that touch of cold had already been attached to Ji Danhuang's wrist. (To be continued......)