The grumbling behind the recollection of the recollection of the scramble to extend their hand.

Together with Shen Wangshu, they caught Zhang and pulled him to the phone booth.

He wanted to resist, he was devastated, and he was constantly struggling.

His feet pulled out traces on the ground.

There was a loud scream in the blood.It was like being called, and it rushed past Luo Mu.

Luo Mu closed his eyes and did not feel the danger at all.

The woman raised her eyes, raised her hand, her lips squirmed, and read something.

The blood stopped in front of the woman’s hand.

I heard a strange laugh under the woman’s dress.

There was no wind, but the woman’s skirts fluttered, and something climbed out from below.

It was a doll...

Not the cursed doll that Wu Ling took out, it was a rougher rag doll, whose eyes seemed to fall off and the mouth was sewn out with thick red thread.It was wearing a gray dress similar to a witch.The hair is black and is flying in the back of the head.

It jumped up and instantly opened the mouth of the blood.

Those thick lines were broken, and I saw that its head was almost split in half.The mouth is black, like a black hole.

The blood screamed again.

It is being eaten.

“Ah!”The memory of the clamor made a roar.

His body has been blurred, and many nail marks have been caught by the grudges.

He supported the body, but the upper body had entered the range of the telephone booth.

Shen looked at the body of the back of the neck, swallowed his stomach directly, opened his mouth again, and bit on the wound.

“Ah, ah—” Zhang recalled and roared, his body pulled into the phone booth.

Liu Miao let go of his hand, heo, and the door of the phone booth was automatically closed.

In the phone booth, Zhang Mei, Shen Wang Shu and those grudges were crowded together, and the entire phone booth was filled with them.

The blood on Zhang’s body continued to flow out, dyeing the glass of the phone booth red.

Liu Miao exhaled and turned to look at the blood.

The doll had already eaten the blood.His mouth was restored to its original state and lay obediently on the witch’s shoulder.

Luo Mu still closed his eyes, nervously trying, and his hands broke out of the green.

Liu Miao's eyes looked at another area.

Suddenly, a hip, something came from there very quickly!

The witch turned her head, and the doll flew over, and was directly pierced!

The light passed through the body of the witch.

As if under resistance, it shifted and passed through Luo Mu’s shoulder.

Luo Mu was hit by this collision, was taken forward, and fell to his knees.

The light has not stopped!

The goal is a phone box!

It wants to save the chapter!

I rolled my eyes, too late to react, only to see Liu Miao's reflex nerve suddenly moving, reaching out and grasping the past.

Blood beads splashed.

The light broke again and slowed down.

I saw the object in the light.

With a sword...

The flying sword?

What a joke!

Something that appears in this fairy show...

Liu Miao had already fallen to the ground, too late to do anything.

If the sword hit the phone booth—

The sword, which shone with a glare, stopped not moving in my eyes.The flow of time became marvelous, as if it were suspended.

My brain doesn’t think much.

Without thought.

It was just as Liu Miao’s behavior, an instinct that broke out at this time.

I held out my hand and didn’t take the sword.

I’ve been following Liu Miao just now, and I’m on the phone now.

As soon as I reached out, I touched the phone box.

Time seems to be back in operation.

The sword rammed into the glass of the phone booth.The glass cracked, making a crisp sound.

It all seems to be in slow motion.

The sharpness of the sword, the body of the sword, a little bit into the phone booth, penetrated a few grievances.They were gone in smoke and left no trace.

There is hatred in the eyes of the relief.

The eyes of the memory are a surprise.

The sword went on and touched the glass on the other side of the phone booth.

The glass also broke.

The sword pierced the glass and flew out.

At this point, the power in my body began to function.

I'm slow, but it doesn't matter.

I saw Luo Mu raise his head and was anxiously looking here.In the light, the witch’s figure is disappearing.

The phone booth was collapsing, but not immediately.

I am calm and reasonable at the moment.

The ability to start, the holes in the phone booths are repaired, and the phone booths are restored as before.

I came into contact with the phone booth.

He looked at me in shock, and his eyes immediately became irritated with hatred.

But it was too late.

His face was swallowed up by the phone box!

It has been!

I was so happy that I suddenly heard the sound of the blaze again.

I turned my head and saw a flying sword.

I was surprised that this time I didn’t see the pause scene, I didn’t see any slow motion.I could feel the speed of the sword slow down.But my reaction was slow!

The second time the sword pierced the phone box!

On the other side of the phone booth, a figure is blocked there!

I looked at Liu Miao, who had jumped from the ground.

“Elother together!”He screamed, his face trembling.

He held a part of the sword with his hands.The whole sword was trembling.Part of the tip of the sword seemed to have been inserted into Liu Miao’s chest.There was blood in Liu’s mouth.

I can’t wait to push my power out in accordance with Liu Miao’s orders.

The phone booth disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There is no sword!

I reached out and grabbed the sword I wanted to escape, and continued to use my abilities.

The sword resists!

And its “life” is too long!

It must have been made many years ago.

The most “long-lived” thing I have erased before is the cornucopia.

The sword is longer and longer...

“Oh!”Liu Miao's mouth overflowed with blood, and his hands seemed to be cut in half by the blade.

I gritted my teeth and used my abilities like crazy.

The light on the sword has disappeared, the sword has become unpretentious, and the material does not look metal.

“Ah,” I cried, and I was very anxious.

Liu Miao is dead... I am attached to Liu Miao, Liu Miao died tonight...

His face was gray.

I saw the sword running deep into his chest.

Damn it!

Damn it!

Hurry up!

Hurry up!

Kara!

I heard something cracked.

Kara, Kara, Kara...

The voice became louder.

Oh yeah!

The sword in his hand suddenly turned into gravel, turned into powder, and fell to the ground.

Hush!

Liu fell to his knees.

I quickly held Liu Miao’s shoulder and heard his weak voice: “Go help, wait a little longer...”

Blow up!

Another area suddenly rang out loud.

I looked up and just felt the throbbing.

It's the hymn of the leopard.

In the night sky, there is a giant's phantom.

Who is whispering in your ear?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

“Oo!

Liu Miao spit out a large mouthful of blood, the wound gushed out more blood, and the whole person fell to the ground.