"What, are you scared?"
Akahiro scoffed.
Suddenly a red mark appeared on the fat man's face, and he immediately revealed his identity. His expression remained unchanged and he said: "You two are the best among men, so why bother with us!"
Akahiro: "You? What do you mean? Ugly monsters?"
The wrinkles on the fat man's face trembled, but he still smiled and said: "It's been two days since you guys came in. What do you want to eat? Why don't you try my cooking?"
Chihong: "The demon's flesh returns blood?"
Literary fight?
When Zhenghui saw the two people talking fiercely to each other, he suddenly remembered a word. Is it part of the demon's ability to tolerate everything?
The fat man's flesh trembled, and he couldn't help but said: "Well, we can't come now, these are all your flesh!"
As he spoke, he pointed at his fat body.
Chihong: "Then you will stew yourself and let the two uncles see you?"
The fat man pouted and said, "It's not impossible, but there are two ingredients missing. I wonder if you two are willing?"
Chihong: "Oh? Meat is also worthy of the request? Our taste is bland, just eat meat!" m.
With that said, Chihong released the fire and surrounded the fat man. The fat man shook his head repeatedly and said: "This meat is not delicious!"
Illusion is like burning in the void. The fire is illusory, and the fat man is also illusory. There is no conflict between the two at the same time and place. Even if they overlap, they may be inside and outside!
The scene in front of Zhenghui became chaotic. The sphere above gradually dropped to the ground, and the sphere underground gradually rose to the ground.
Sphere and sphere merged together to form a strange painting, like an ignorant child scribbling on paper.
For a moment, it was difficult to tell which was reality and which was an illusory object.
The energy and blood in Zhenghui's body flowed uncontrollably, and the power of rules rushed towards the fat man. The fat man suddenly screamed strangely and stepped back, but his body was still in place. The power of rules rushed forward in place, and the two began to The pursuit in the painting is not on one piece of paper, but on countless pieces of paper.
Before and after?
No, that is not accurate. This direction is not front and back, nor left and right, nor up and down, but inside and outside. It is a very strange direction, and the way of movement is also different. It is difficult for ordinary people to make such movements, but the illusory rules Zhenghui doesn't know what this power is. It can make various shapes and chase its prey like a wild beast.
The fat man shook his body vigorously, constantly shuttling between the inside and the outside, trying to avoid the power of the rules. The speed was extremely fast, but it was too chaotic, and the inside and outside were not fixed. It was inevitable that he would be touched by the power of the rules. With just one click, the fat man's body It was scattered into small squares, but before they fell to the ground, they immediately reunited and put back into their original shape, still shaking.
"what happened?"
The enemy was attacked!
Zhenghui felt it, but for some reason the enemy's body returned to its original state. Was it also the opponent's ability?
Zhenghui and Chihong were caught in the wind and sand, and their field of vision was greatly reduced. They could not see the scene outside. A demon not far away gradually disappeared.
Seeing the fat man shut up and twitching all over, Zhenghui stretched out his hand and stopped in mid-air. Chihong didn't know what Zhenghui had discovered and didn't dare to disturb him. He watched from the side until Zhenghui muttered to himself and then asked: "Why?" Already?"
Zhenghui: "I just used the power of rules to catch this monster. His body was moving back and forth in the other direction, but for some reason, the scattered body was quickly restored!"
"Huh?"
Just as he said that, the power of rules encountered Fatty again. Just like before, the whole body collapsed and scattered at first, and then continued to shake after restoring.
Zhenghui: "Caught twice!"
The sun and moon in Chihong's heart beat a little, and he suddenly thought: "Not the same person?"
Zhenghui: "Huh?"
Chihong: "Many demons came outside just now, could it be..."
Zhenghui: "It's not too many, just a dozen!"
Chihong: "Let's see if we can restore it a dozen times!"
Zhenghui: "Okay!"
In this way, the power of rules and the fat man were like two children addicted to peek-a-boo, running around and using a strange posture in a strange place.
In order to avoid the power of rules, Fatty went faster and faster. The speed of the power of rules was relatively stable. It was difficult for Zhenghui to keep up. He could only rely on luck. Fortunately, Fatty didn't know why, but he always hit a black wall. Every time he hit it, The city paused for a moment, and the power of rules took the opportunity to pounce on the fat man. The fat man was very embarrassed to avoid it. If he was unlucky, he would be hit, and then it would break into pieces and restore itself, going back and forth several times.
If his ability can't cause harm, the other party won't fight so hard and can just wait where he is. Zhenghui agrees with Chihong's view. It seems that the other party is using the demon to delay time. He must kill this person before night comes. A group of monsters.
boom!
Click!
boom!
Click!
It took a long time for the sound to come through, as if it came from a far away place. Chihong didn't know why, but his sense of distance became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't feel what Zhenghui was doing at all.
Akahiro is worried that the power to help them is weakening, so the night will be dangerous!
what to do?
All we can do is wait!
It depends on luck!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Time passed little by little, and the two of them could not be distinguished in the wind and sand, and the sky gradually darkened.
Whoops!
Nineteen!
A total of nineteen!
Zhenghui was breathing heavily. Because of his impatience, he waved the power of rules a little faster, causing the blood flow to be unable to keep up. However, Zhenghui kept counting in his mind and finally reached the number of demons before.
Click!
The surrounding yellow sand seemed to be broken, clinging to the void, and like a torn painting, it separated little by little, revealing the Luoqiu forest behind.
"It is indeed an illusion!"
There is still a dense forest behind the yellow sand. Chihong and Zhenghui have never left the same place, but they are facing different people.
The fat man was still the same fat man, still smiling across from him, but the monsters around him were gone.
Chihong guessed correctly, those monsters were used to buy time!
The fat man waved his hands at Zhenghui and Chihong, and his body began to break. He turned his head and glanced deep into the jungle, and said regretfully: "The food I cook is delicious, but you can't taste it. It may be good in the future." Opponent, it’s just a pity that you can’t escape!”
Click!
Whoosh!
The fat man disappeared.
Chihong said contemptuously: "Huh, run away? It's you too!"
"Oops!"
Zhenghui looked up and saw that the sun had set and night had fallen!
"Why did the day pass so quickly?"
Chihong wondered, he had just exchanged a few moves with the demons before. Although he killed a lot of demons, it was all in an instant. Why did it fall into the night so quickly?
Did it take most of the day to catch the fat man?
When Chihong saw Zhenghui's appearance, his blood flowed rapidly and his face turned red. It was not impossible, but why couldn't he feel it at all?
"what to do?"
"I will hear the reminder this time and must not violate it!"
"certainly!"
If Chihong couldn't help but look back last time, those illusions might not have appeared. Zhenghui was not blaming, but reminding.
"kill!"
But this time I thought too much.
Some people died, but not completely...
