Wu Xie is still there, still innocent

Chapter 8

Because the fat man had fought with the blood corpse in close quarters before, there were still large and small wounds on his body, and it may be because of this that he was suffocated. It hit the blood corpse's head with a slap, and I felt pain when I heard the sound.

Thinking that in my previous life, Pokerfing was injured all over to get rid of the blood corpse, but now I can kill him without any injuries, I feel a little complacent, like a scumbag who has been looking up to the bully, but by chance His grades surpassed that of a top student.Although my mental age is already a lot, this kind of ecstasy makes me feel like I have returned to my school days.It's nice to be young.

The fat man is still beating, cursing while beating, I am afraid that he will anger the blood corpse or hit an unknown organ all of a sudden, and the blood corpse will be dead if it runs out again, "Stop beating, I think you are already dead!" Revenge is back."

The fat man looked at me, still angry, "You little comrade is fine, fat man, I was bitten and raised for a long time."

I sneered, "Then you have to thank the blood corpse for helping you lose weight."

The fat man shook his head, and asked belatedly, "Little comrade, are you separated? What's your name? It seems that we are not in the same group."

I thought to myself, I am not in the same group now, but I will always be in the same group in the future, "My name is Wu Xie."

The fat man was very surprised when he heard the words, "Innocence? Innocent innocence?"

Tsk, why are you getting involved with innocence again, "Kou Tianwu, Ya Erxie."

The fat man smiled, "Real name." I ignored him, but studied the blood corpse. Seeing him struggling but unable to get out, I wanted to hit him twice, even more so. Not to mention the fat man who was scratched and gnawed by him.

"Little comrade, those who use their real names in Taoism are either powerful or ignorant, what kind of person are you?"

I frowned, I really didn't pay attention to this, it's just that I was the grandson of Old Jiumen Wu Laogou, so I belonged to the powerful one, right?But it is undeniable that I keep reporting my real name because of ignorance, but I still joked, "Why? Could you help me get a code name?"

Fatty was in awe, "Since your name is Wu Xie, then you should be called innocent."

I said disdainfully, "What kind of theory is this?" The fat man is still a fat man, and if he repeats it a thousand times, he can give me the whole nickname of "naive".The blood corpse is still struggling. It seems that as long as this thing is lifted up, it will keep moving without stopping. I stared at it, and suddenly found something hanging around the blood corpse's neck.

But the fat man next to him has a big face and actually said with deceitful eyes, "It's like me, Lieutenant Mojin, who is known as the little prince of Dao Dou, is also the fat man, what kind of dumb, blind people are there on the road?" Yes, very few people know their real names."

I was perfunctory and suddenly realized, "Understood, so the name is based on the characteristics of the human body? You are so fat, so you are fat?"

"..." The fat man's constipated face seemed to be very angry, but he found that I had been staring at the blood corpse, and followed my gaze to see something flickering in the neck, so he became interested, "Damn the fat man I'm so miserable, so it's not too much to ask for medical expenses?" While muttering, he stretched out his hand towards the blood corpse.

I stopped him, "Don't make trouble, what if there is a hidden weapon?"

The fat man said indifferently, "He's been hanging around with this thing for so long, he should kill himself if he has a hidden weapon." I thought about it for a while, and went with the fat man.

And just when the fat man approached the blood corpse's neck, the blood corpse suddenly became quiet, and made a sound similar to that of a frog, and it was very ear-piercing. At this time, I couldn't stop it, or I couldn't. There is no need to stop it, because the blood corpse seems to suddenly burst out with greater strength, and the wall that stuck him is centered on the blood corpse's head, and small fine lines continue to spread, and even the fat man and I have not only reacted , The whole wall suddenly shattered like this.

At that moment, I thought I saw the scene of the broken bronze door again, and I was distracted to think that there was actually a blood corpse behind the bronze door. The blood corpse was annoyed by being closed, and then broke the door?

This time it was the fat man who reacted first. He tugged at my arm and shouted "Run!" Then he flew into the depths of the tunnel, in a way that would have been different if I had never seen it before. He left the scene of the incident at the speed that Fatty could have imagined.

I secretly sighed that the fat man is unreliable, and then ran with full power. However, as I said, the speed of the blood corpse is actually very fast, and I fell behind the fat man. The blood corpse was caught, and a paw slashed across my back, and I felt a burning pain. I had no choice but to bite the bullet at this time.

I didn't turn my head back, and didn't struggle, just took advantage of the strength of the blood corpse grabbing me, rolled over by the blood corpse's arm like playing a horizontal bar, came to the side of the blood corpse, and then kicked towards the blood corpse's arm On the waist side, the movements are extremely neat, and he is so handsome that he can't bear to look directly at him.

However, the blood corpse that was kicked to the waist didn't even shake, and another claw came towards my neck. At this time, my eyelash magic is still useful, and the non-reflexive blinking allows me to clearly see the blood corpse The direction of the attack, and then calmly avoid it?not at all!Now my body really lacks exercise, I really want to dodge the attack coolly and calmly, but in the end, I just narrowly avoided my vitals, and I feel the pain like a tear in my collarbone.

Although the fat man is unreliable, he is still very loyal. I saw him running back, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't beat the speed of the blood corpse waving its paw. It seemed that this paw was about to slap his face, and this At that time, my collarbone was deeply grasped by the claws of the blood corpse, and I couldn't avoid it at all!

Just when I would be disfigured even if I was not dead, I felt a gust of wind passing by in front of me, and then a stream of foul-smelling liquid sprayed on my body, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling on the ground. One is the sound of metal, and the other is the sound of me falling to the ground.

Looking back, I saw the stuffy oil bottle with holy light like a savior.Poker Bottle was also very fast. After running over, he did two things. One was to pick me up from the ground and said to me, "Let's go!" The other was to pick up the black gold ancient knife and run with me.

The corner of my mouth twitched, why didn't I follow the script?Shouldn't he fight the blood corpse heroically?

After running around many corners, the stench followed me all the time. In the end, I couldn't hold on physically anymore, so we nestled in a corner. Poker said, "Hold your breath, don't move."

I did as required, however, at the critical moment when the blood corpse was chasing after me, I heard a sound that seemed to be history repeating itself...

"Fatty! Didn't I tell you to hold back?!"

The fat man blushed, "Damn! Which eye of yours saw the fat man fart!"

Damn, the fated fart, is it really destined to be released?