From what we have observed earlier, in our position, as long as the Nine Fang gods do not leave the ancient well, then we should be very safe.

It stretched out those tentacles on the water, the attack distance is not very far, the root can not touch us.

We are afraid, we are afraid, because we are afraid that it will leave the water.

If the Nine Wats really has eyes and crawls out of the water to dry us, then we will die.

Chen Qiuyan a weak woman's fighting power is not said, seven treasures and Stuart, the two are still unconscious state, look at that meaning, it is estimated that a short time is not awake.

As for me and Kung...

What resistance do the two paralyzed have?To be caught by the Nine Wanderers is not to send food into its mouth for life?

But now... I think it’s a little bit more delicate!

“Hang!”

Again, with a sound like a sullen thunder, the left hand of the nine baptussons fell down again, and heavy ones hit the shore.

This time it exerted a little more strength than the last time, and we lay on the ground better, and the old houses on the edge could not bear it.

They were tortured by the previous "earthquake" for half a day and did not fall down, and they are still ten thousand strong, but now they are convinced by the fist of the nine baks.

With the tremor on the ground, from left to right, seven or eight old houses fell down in turn.

If the ground is not wet and dry, it is estimated that this dust will choke us.

But the most incompleant place is here.

Those old houses that were not directly attacked by the nine bacon gods have collapsed, and the stone tiles that were smashed by the nine bacon gods have no big problem, but there are a few more cracks.

Is the Nine Wharfs angry?Or want to attack us?

I don't think so.

Seeing that it was waving its fist more and more frequently, I also had a little bottom in my heart, and looked at each other with Kong Baiyang and nodded.

Chen Qiuyan hugged my arm tightly and asked me, “Is it coming out?”

"It's thought."I laughed.

From the beginning of seeing the nine baptuss, I still have such a relaxed smile for the first time.

Shit.

No wonder you’re always in the water... no wonder you didn’t crawl out and kill us...

“This monster can’t come out!” he exclaimed.

Kong Baiyang also seemed to see the hope of survival, while climbing back with his hand stick, and stared at the nine gods carefully, for fear of sudden distress of this brute.

I did not speak, looked at the unconscious disciples lying on the ground and seven treasures, the expression was a little helpless.

“There are two more.”

“Hang on and running!”Kong Baiyang gritted his teeth and said, "While this monster has not come out, let's go back to the boat first and leave this island."

“If it’s half way out, then...”

“Run out and catch us!Hurry up and leave the boat!It's not all a problem!"Kong Baiyang urged: "Although we will not open, but have not eaten pork and have not seen pigs run?"Let's just toss a few times, we can toss the boat away, and it's no big deal to find a way to wake up Stuart."

"I'm not worried about that."I frowned: "I'm afraid we ran, this monster came out, no one can stop it, then it will certainly follow us, this situation has a great probability, when we go back to the shore, this dog day will follow up..."

“So what do you think?”Kung Baiyang frowned and asked me, “Stay here and wait for death?”

"If we run like that, we have a certain chance of living, but I think something's wrong."I said, gently rubbing the back of the rat, full of fog and water said: "This rabbit has always been timid, there is danger to run faster than anyone, but you did not find it?"It doesn’t seem to want to go!”

Hearing me say this, Kong Baiyang looked at the squirrel and said nothing, just waiting for us to give us an exact answer.

To die or to die, those two choices.

At least he seems to be like that.

"Little fat, you live longer than us, you have seen more things than us, I will ask you, you answer me truthfully, we now run away, can we survive?" 」I rubbed the back of the rat and asked him seriously.

At this time, the nine-pronged god was still hitting the edge of the ancient well, and it seemed that he wanted to completely smash the ancient well, or turn the ring, not the east and west hammer.

As soon as I heard this question, the rat looked back and looked at me, as if what was thinking, without giving me an answer at once.

After ten seconds, the mouse shook its head.

“Is the chance of survival remaining here higher than escaping?”I asked again.

This time the rat did not hesitate, did not think about it, and nodded and squeaked.

Seeing this reaction of the rat, Kong Baiyang could not help but wonder, but he still believed in us, and I knew that I was afraid of death with the rat, and it was impossible to take such a risk to joke.

“Do you have a way to deal with it?”Kong Baiyang did not ask half-hopeful, and then couldn't help but mutter: "There is no way to deal with it to stay here, sooner or later there will be time for it to die."

The rat squeaked twice, nodded, and did not know whether it was responding to his question or agreeing with him.

“Little fat!Is there any way you can deal with it?” he asked.

The rat nodded again, his eyes were incomparably firm, not like a joke with us, and the rare seriousness of seeing really did put us in the mouth.

“Then you are up!”Kong Baiyang urged a word, some can not stand: "You are not waiting for an opportunity?"

The rat did not take care of him, turned his head, stared at the nine bucks, did not attack, did not retreat, just lay there motionless, as if waiting for something.

“You don’t have to go up to me!”I whispered, “I have a way to deal with it, but I don’t know if it works, can we try it?”

Before I started, I subconsciously asked for the opinion of the rat, because I felt that the rat was hiding something from us, and what he could not hold, and that he must know more than we received.

Of course, it can't hold the bad, that's for sure.

“Squeaked!”The rat's head did not return two calls, from the tone, should agree to my "request".

“What do you want to do?”Kung Baiyang asked me.

I smiled, holding the ground with my hand, and slowly sat up straight.

"My grandfather told me a long time ago that if he attacks the enemy, he must start from the soft ribs, I don't know where the softness of this monster is, but by feeling that it should be a water thing, and in the five lines, it occupies the water word..."

Kung Baiyang did not squeak, and looked up at the ancient well.

Nine tamarin gods from head to foot are light blue, like the sea, that kind of blue tone makes people calm.

But this quiet, almost in an instant will be destroyed by the nine gods themselves, it still does not take care of us, self-care of the hammer hit the stone bricks around the ancient well, the movement of more and more crazy, the frequency of hammering is getting faster and faster.

It seems... it seems a little in a hurry.

“You mean the five-legged gram?”Do you want to start with five lines?”Kung Baiyang asked me.

"Talking to smart people is hard."I laughed.

“Five lines of keke... you want to use the earth?”Kong Baiyang stood still.

"The Shen family's eighteen-door descending artery, each has its own five lines of belonging to the same, of which the earth is the same, called the stone pressure drop, and the stone pressure of the hell fall..."

I said, looking over the other side of the ancient well, and holding my fist.

"The ancient well must be strange, it looks like a battle to suppress the nine bastard gods, otherwise it is something similar, anyway, it is used to trap the nine bastards."

"They all say that the Nine-Fash God has been gone for too long, and now it is time to return to the Sun, so the most urgent task of the monster is to break the wellhead and drill out from that wellhead and drill out of that water of the dead water..."

"It comes out and we'll die."Kung Bai Yang laughed bitterly.

"So, let's try."

I took a deep breath, spit out slowly, and whispered to Chen Qiuyan.

“Bring me my bag.”

Chen Qiuyan said, without asking more questions, he got up and ran to help me get my luggage.

At this time, the Nine Wrests seemed to be aware of something, and turned his head coldly and looked at us.

“Look at your fairy board!”

I scolded a word and raised my middle finger at the nine-fangled god.

I have to say that this gesture commonly used by the seven treasures is really very deflated at this time.

No wonder he usually looks like a rascal, and it feels good...