A certain zombie evaded Ning Xia's attack with flexibility, turned around and grasped the waving whip loosely, and said with a relaxed smile: "Kid, it's not good to be so irritable."
Damn it, what the hell is a kid? Ningxia has never seen such a mean-spirited and mean-spirited person who deserves a beating, whether in the past life or in this life.
Dogs bark. This series of slippery accents made Ning Xia want to blow his head off immediately.
It's a pity that this idea can only be a fantasy that exists in Ningxia. The new zombie brother is obviously not an easy character to deal with.
Next, every time Ningxia aimed an attack, it would be flexibly avoided by the opponent, which was quite capable. On the other hand, Ning Xiaoxia, who seemed to dominate the attack, failed to attack every round and made herself quite embarrassed.
When the whip loop that Ningxia swept out again was pulled back and almost hit the attacker himself, the opponent took action, the first time he had waited for so long.
Ningxia, who was anxiously thinking about countermeasures, suddenly felt a strong wind blowing towards her face. An alarm bell rang loudly in her heart, and her body made a move before her mind. She bent her upper body backwards and luckily avoided the sudden killing move.
She could feel a cold force gently brushing against the clothes on her abdomen, so close that there was almost no distance. A trace of outer strength penetrated through the layer, and the part that was indirectly touched seemed to be frozen in an instant, extremely cold.
After this action, a large amount of cold sweat broke out on Ning Xia's back, and the blood vessels on her forehead were hopping, which seemed like she had escaped from death.
And that terrifying blue-black spiritual energy passed by Ningxia and hit a rock behind him. The rock fell apart in an instant, leaving a corroded hole underneath the rock.
Wow, this is simply... a biological weapon.
Ning Xia clenched the clothes on her chest, and her fingertips touched the fire formation stone hanging around her neck. Warm fire energy flowed into her fingertips. She felt slightly at ease but could not reduce the lingering panic in her heart.
no. This guy...this guy, he...
Ning Xia had already noticed that the other party didn't take her seriously at all and was always playing with her.
She has been playing here for a long time, and her hair is not messed up. Just like a cat playing with a mouse, no matter how hard the mouse escapes, it can't escape the cat's grasp. It won't be satisfied until it has teased it enough and killed it with one paw.
Although I am very reluctant to do so, I have to admit it. The other party was the cat, and she was the mouse ready to be tortured and killed.
Ningxia couldn't help but shudder at the thought of what fate she might suffer. She felt that something was not right about the situation. Regardless of whether she was exposed or not, she just hid in the small black box to save her life.
What she has to be careful about now is not to get involved in the other party's spiritual power, otherwise the Great Luo Immortal will not be able to save her.
"Hey, you are so stubborn that it gives me a headache. Don't you understand yet?" The monk in blue seemed to have a headache, showing a troubled expression.
Haha, I understand. But she won't give in easily, and she doesn't want to be defeated by such a low-IQ guy.
Although she was the prey, she really wanted to say that if she wanted to kill or cut her, she should do it quickly and save some time. How could it be more boring to act cool in front of the prey?
Don’t you know that villains are all killed in this way? Because there is too much nonsense.
Ning Xiaoxia was really unwilling to be fooled by such a fool for so long, so she decided to show him how powerful she was.
Tong Ning watched the little girl in front of her jump up and down in amusement, and the interest in her heart became more intense. She decided to give the other party some more time to see how she performed.
All right. Ningxia was right. This one is a douchebag, and she will soon regret her slight.
A large piece of white dust flew in the face, mixed with the simple Wind Spirit Technique, and instantly filled the area, temporarily blocking Tong Ning's sight.
He thought for a moment, thinking that children are still children after all. Are they trying to escape by making such a big noise?
Did she still think that mere mortal objects could obscure his sight? Although I don’t know what this white powder is, I can’t feel any spiritual power or special effects from it, so I guess it’s just a common thing.
He doesn't need eyes at all to identify where the other person is.
Feeling another wave of spiritual energy, Tong Ning wanted to see what this little man wanted to do.
Good boy, don't let me down. I'm waiting to see a good show.
If Ningxia knew what the other party was thinking about being a second grader, he would definitely roll his eyes and give the other party a hehe. Okay, okay, just wait and see a good show, a good show in which you can risk your life.
Someone who was vigorously spreading flour while roughly using the Wind Spirit Technique sneezed.
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The man in black clothes in the cave was playing with his strings as usual, when suddenly the string in the middle broke and hit his fingertips hard.
Although the hands with graceful joints were no longer as perfect as flesh and bones, the broken strings still hit the hands hard, leaving a deep mark on them.
Zombies have no blood and no life. They have died long ago, but they are bound by this land and cannot become Buddhas. What walks in this world now is just a decayed body with the soul of the dead.
Looking at the cracked skin and the bones inside, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, which quickly dissipated in his deep eyes.
He glanced outside the cave, estimated the time, and frowned.
Why hasn't Tong Ning come back by this time? Where did that guy go to play again? Knowing that there was something wrong with his hair, the Xuanshan monk sighed inconspicuously.
"Qin Ming, you're so boring. I'm going to have some fun and go find that little mouse to play with." Recalling the other person's eager expression at that time, Qin Ming felt his head hurt.
It will cause trouble!
He knew that in the past few years since he had become like this, he had been depressed since he was a child, and his temper had become more cruel and murderous, and he would often kill low-level zombies to vent his anger.
Tong Ning has been out-tempered since she was a child. She likes new things and dislikes restraint the most.
Over the years on this island, it can be said that I have been tortured. The never-changing scenery, abnormal species, decaying bodies, and souls full of death. All of this made him miserable but unable to escape.
For now, Qin Ming has no choice but to accompany the other party into the abyss.
After all, he became like this because of him...because of him.
Qin Ming suddenly felt palpitations in his heart, as if something important had happened. As if he remembered something, he threw down the piano that he cherished so much, stood up, and rushed in a certain direction.
Tong Ning and Ning Xia are having a big battle there.
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