Summon
Chapter 410:Summon
As I said that, my body moved forward uncontrollably.
Zhang San suddenly turned his head, subconsciously to run, but its speed is slower than I want, the reaction is not timely.
Just ran out a step, let me tug at its arm, even the clothes with the meat, a hard bite.
Use an appropriate metaphor.
At this time, I have become a complete mad dog, completely with the name of Mr. Downmaster.
Relying on a good tooth, it is hard to bite Zhang three times to complain.
After the bite, I did not always pull so hard, and I tore off my clothes with flesh and blood.
In an instant, Zhang San's arm had a blood hole.
Although the blood that flowed out was black, the rotten flesh inside the wound was not so obvious, but it was bloody enough.
At least they looked at the seven treasures.
“Don’t you want to see us die?”
Zhang San coldly shouted, heard this, I chuckled in my heart, and instantly understood that the situation had changed.
Shit.
And an ambush?!
"Be careful!" cried the Seven Jewels, "we're done here soon!"
Changlong elephant did not tell me anything, the left hand and right hand are busy, each holding a coffin nail, like a stab, crazy to Li Si's face stabbed.
At this time, Li Si was almost dead, slumped on the ground, but his body was still standing upright, not even the action of returning his hand, allowing the Changlong elephant to move the nail on its face, not shouting pain, nor asking for help, and no sound could not be sent out.
And the mucus that oozes from the big prison rope has covered a thin layer on Li Si's body, even the clothes are wrapped, and the smell is isolated.
At this time, Li Si did not have the rotten smell of half a dead body, and instead, it was the exclusive, extremely disgusting, smell of dead fish and rotten shrimp.
With the sound of eager footsteps, on the other side of the corner, a few masked people appeared without warning.
“Isn’t that I mean, do you all have a problem with old teachers?”I looked at the evil and religious elements who came to support, and couldn't help but scold them, and my face was full of doubts: "All the fuck, can you guys know who is who they are?"
The old teachers who came to support him had a total of three.
Age, appearance, these most basic information, I can't judge.
They are dressed like the gentlemen who came to me first, from the beginning to the end are wrapped in cloth, even I am a little confused, the last time I attacked my husband... will it be here?
But soon, my feelings of contempt for them disappeared.
The three gentlemen have the weapon in their hands, it seems to be the three clear bells of the Taoist family, looking at the ash, there are many places with green rust, there should be a certain number of years.
At the top of the copper bell, there is also a thin black chain.
This chain is quite long, from the beginning of the left of the Fa bell, has been interspersed to the far right, the three Fabells connected together.
And I looked closely and found that the three men's positions were exquisite, even if they were rushing closer to my side, and they were trying to maintain an equilateral triangle.
At that moment I thought of a possibility.
Arguing.
Old religion is not a fool, since they will arrange people to deal with me, then it shows that they have a certain degree of certainty.
Moreover, the husband who attacked me the last time also said that the most important thing for them to come was to collect information.
Knowing each other, you can win a hundred battles.
The old school must know where my weaknesses are.
In fact, before that group of gentlemen came to me, the old religion should have guessed that my weakness lies in the three souls and seven.
If the soul is really like the body, if the soul is really damaged like the body, a few large pieces, then in a short time, the gods and fairies can not be restored, not to mention me, a human being?
If you want to deal with me, you must start from the perspective of the soul, and it is not enough to kill me by means of destroying the flesh.
“Do you still want me?”I asked.
But when I asked this, I did not stand foolishly, but bowed my waist and rushed forward.
As a physiognomy, I know exactly where the weakness of this game is.
No matter which party, as long as the eyes are placed on the living person, and can move the formation at will, then the living person is the biggest entry point.
The people who hold the formation are weak, shake one, can shake the formation itself, so say...
“Put the bell down!”
I yelled, raised my hand and smashed it at the man closest to me.
But I never thought that Zhang San, who was almost scared and bold, had to be angry and angry.
Without waiting for me to attack, Zhang San a bear hugged and jumped over, holding me hard, even if I was crazy to bite on its arm, Zhang San still did not let go.
Hurry up, stand up!
With the sound of Zhang San drinking, the three gentlemen were not ink, and it seemed that they were not worried about Zhang San at all, and they shook the ringing very simply.
The gentleman on both sides of the left and right also pulled out a gold needle from his waist, took the first two steps, and jerked me on my right shoulder and my left shoulder.
The gold needle enters the body, the fad bell rings.
I had only one feeling then.
Headache.
Shit, it's a headache.
The head was like going to explode, the tearing-like... no, the explosive pain reminded me of the last time, those gentlemen attacked my three souls.
It is this feeling... it is definitely the three souls and seven who have been affected by the formation...
I stared at them, and even though my head hurt again, my visual ability was very good, at least not in the original situation of sudden blindness.
And at this time, my thinking logic is still very clear, not pure anger or panic, but quickly thinking about how to get out of this predicament.
Being able to keep a normal mind is definitely something I couldn’t do before.
The joint formation of these three people should be more powerful than the two people I met, and the formation they made is only small compared to the tactics of the two gentlemen.
Last time I almost planted, this time I was okay, can only say a problem.
The medicine that Miao Wu planted me, that is, the one recorded in the Sutra, the esotericist's spiritual method, really did work.
Hold on, we’ll help you now!”
Hearing the shouts of the seven treasures, I did not hesitate and said, “No!You just have to keep Lee 4th down!Everything else is fine!I can fix it here!Don't worry about me!"
“Can you make it?”Zhang San sneered, it seems to find that the strength of my struggle has become smaller, the confidence is fierce enough, and the words are in good spirits: "Four people to pack one of you, do you think you can get it done?"Even you are alone...”
"I said, you're not human."
Without waiting for Zhang San to react, I stopped struggling without warning, hanging my hands on both sides of my waist, and said with a smile: "More than that, fighting alone is not my opponent, if these three animals suddenly appear, do you think you can live?"
As I spoke, I tightened the muscles of my right arm, especially the piece of the veins, and the bristles were all drummed out.
Soon, a mouth was cracked on the door of the veins, with a stinking mucus, very suddenly coming out of it, dripping on the ground along the wrist, slowly gathering into a group.
"You want my life, no problem, I am the atmosphere, you want, I will give you..."
I smiled and said, looking down, the mucus gushing out of the pulse door more and more, gathered on the ground of the mucus, the rotten odor is getting stronger and stronger.
There are many floating raised bubbles on the surface of the mucus, which constantly repeat the action of bulging and bumping, with an indescribable rhythm of life, and remain active on the ground.
"But I'm just an atmosphere, not a living thunderfront, if you want my life, you may have to trouble, do it yourself..."
At this point, I slowly raised my hands and smiled at the gleaming gentlemen.
"Life is on you, want it, then come and get it."
Zhang San seemed to be aware of something, and almost cried out in madness.
It’s not his blood! the grandson wants to do it!
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