This long neck monster on the body of the gloomy sky, crying a little bit like a ghost crying, whimper sounds disgusting.And my biggest concern is that they both ran to the emergency room to disturb the living, and the time was out of control.

Then he said, “Don’t run away!”They chased a thousand people directly.

Because of a long neck, the two guys looked a little top-heavy, and they staggered and trembling.As for these two goods, I took three steps and two steps to catch up with them, and a thousand people cut it straight.

I don't understand what these two are, so I didn't dare to kill them, thinking about subduing them first and then finding out that people were ghosts.As a result, thousands of people raised their heads, and before they fell, I heard someone snoring coldly.

The voice was full of contempt, disdain, and a sense of superiority of the higher creature in the face of the lower, like the voice of a high aristocrat who saw the ragged poor man with his nose.

Strange to say, the two long necks that escaped from the two wolves heard this cold grunt, immediately stopped the whimpering ghost crying, and knelt on the ground, obediently like two kittens.

On their knees, I did not dare to split, looked up, only to find a pale middle-aged man, is coldly staring at me.

This middle-aged man was wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.He was wearing a crumpled camouflage uniform, but his body was standing upright and majestic, and he was looking at me coldly.

I wondered, this cold weather, he was wet and not afraid of a cold?

The idea had just flashed, and I heard middle-aged people say in a very strange tone: “Are you Chinese again?”

Although the tone was strange, like a foreigner with his tongue in learning Chinese, the tone was full of resentment and hatred, and I did not dare to answer at the moment, but took a step back.

The middle-aged gray eyes stared at me, but the whistle in his mouth, two long necks rushed up from the ground, and the body looked around, and had already grasped the outer wall of the hospital and climbed to the top.

I said, “What are you?”

Ask him what he is, not who he is.Because I have seen that this person is not breathing, no heartbeat, and more importantly, there is no yin and yang cycle in the body.

To know that the reason why the living is a living person is because of a breath, a heart shrinks, and darkens the yin and yang.If the living person is not breathing, there is no heartbeat, it is like a quenching water, it cannot be turned around at all.

He was a dead man and had no need to run.

Brefsky said that in Russia, although the ostensibly spiritual hunters are in charge of all yin and yang affairs.However, the Volga River and the surrounding area are often stuttered.Because of the difficult Volga king, the dead here do not return to the soul-handling, but to the Volga king's tube.

So I’m almost sure that this man was definitely a dead man from the Volga.

Because the four evil spirits of the Brisbane Hotel were arrogant, I was not impressed at all with the Volga King.Since I am a dead man, I certainly don’t have to be kind to it.

The middle-aged man laughed coldly, and suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed the thousands of people in my hand.He moved very quickly, if I changed to the previous I guess I really can't stand it, but after so many things, now I am not vegetarian.

At present, I am still very unconvinced, the sword sheath of thousands of people is a lightning strike wood, you are a dead man not only do not hide, but also dare to reach out and grab a thousand people to cut off?Are we really like the soft eggs of the hunters?

I drew my sword, waved the sword again, and moved in one go, fast and extremely fast.But the middle-aged man was not afraid, facing the direction of thousands of people cutting, and holding it.

I said it was you looking for death!Although the scabbard of a thousand people is not sharp on the surface, the main material is made of lightning and wood, and the above light is enough for you to drink a pot.

In that ocean, waiting for the middle-aged people to be split by my sword, do not want to sink in the hands, thousands of people cut the sword sheath was caught by the other side.

The lightning flashes on the surface of the sword sheath, first of all, the wires are leaking, and the middle-aged people standing in the thunderlight are like the gods, and the mighty wind is fierce.

I take a breath, my friend!I have met a real master!To know that the dead body is evil, the most afraid is the purple cinnabar, lightning and wood this kind of yang-yang thing.

But this dead man can hard-tangle lightning and hit wood, and he is not hurt by lightning.Is this the mother or the dead?Even the ghosts are not like him, right?

The middle-aged man grabbed a thousand people with one hand, but the corner of his mouth said coldly: "I hate the Chinese!"You are all damned!”He had a little effort on his hand, and he wanted to take away a thousand people.

I sensed that the opposite might was irresistible, and knew at once that it was not his opponent.But I am not afraid, because he is only one person, even if he is strong, and there are Ggt. Gaia and two great snow mountain teachers in the hospital, as well as Bryevsky and the rest of the spiritual hunters.

One person can't beat you, and a group of us will kill you!

I throbbed, my wrist throbbing, and a red blade was drawn from the scabbard in an instant.Just the middle-aged man grabbed the sword scabbard and snatched it, the scabbard was taken away, but a thousand people cut off the real blade was also pulled out by me.

Thousands of people are the treasures of the town of the Great Rift Valley in East Africa, and they are powerful things cultivated with thousands of human lives.Usually the blood wood is hidden under the lightning wood, the energy is strong and the edge is not revealed.

But it is really necessary to rush, pull the sword out of the sheath, it is really not something that ordinary people can resist.

The middle-aged man wanted to snatch thousands of people, but he did not want to get a sword sheath made of lightning and wood.He was not angry, and held a scabbard and nodded to my throat like a stick.

If this is true, I think I have more holes in my neck.

In the face of this kind of master, I did not dare to slack off at all, thousands of people cut out three knives in a row, and every knife chopped out, it would leave a black air in the air.That black air was actually dead under the knife of thousands of people, and was released from the blood wood at a critical time, which was in front of me and middle-aged people.

The middle-aged man's wrists were swung fast, the sword sheath made of lightning and wood was struck three times, and the spirits under the three knives were scattered by the spirit of thunder.But at this time, I have taken several steps back in a row, and then I smoked, and the stick of the god stick also came from the bag to the hand.

My right hand is cut off, my left hand beats the god stick, the brain is full of cold sweat, although just now I have only met two or three times, but this guy's strength has far exceeded my expectations, grandmother, which is this holy ah?I didn't bother you, why do I have to hold you?

In the emergency room of the hospital, the gentry of Gaia had hurried with two great snow-capped mountain monks, followed by Bremsky scolding and scolding, while playing flashing flashlights.

As a result, when the beam of the flashlight fell on the middle-aged man, the swear words in Brysky's mouth immediately stopped.

Then I saw that his face suddenly became white, his legs stood in battle, and almost learned the two long necks to kneel directly to the ground.

Brevsky exclaimed, “You... you are the Volga King!”

As soon as I said this, I chuckled in my heart, groaning?Is he the Volga King?

Aren’t the King of the Volga always hidden in the Volga River never appeared?Why did you come to the private hospital in Moscow?And the whole body is wet and like a falling dog, where is the king?

Brevsky wasn’t the wrong person, was he?

I said, “Uncle, are you the wrong person?”If your Russian spirit hunters have been bullied by such a falling dog for decades, that is too funny?Don't be intimidated by him, let's join hands to arrest him and serve him, I can't believe I can't tell who he really is!"

Brevsky's expression almost burst into tears, and he exclaimed, "King Volga, you are too much!"The living do not go into the water, the dead do not go ashore, this is a rule made decades ago, and over the years, your dead have done wrong in Moscow more than once!”