"Huh?" Wolfbane, a ghostly woman, suddenly tilted her head cutely, looking at Shui Miaomiao who was unresponsive, like a curious baby.
Shui Miaomiao sniffed, wondering if she should scream a few times and pretend to be in pain, because she was almost immune to all the poisons that needed to be inhaled, smelled and transmitted through her nose.
But Shui Miaomiao doesn't think that poison immunity is invincible enough to fight him, because most poisons can invade the body, and his arms were broken just now.
The only thing Shui Miaomiao can do now is to protect herself with spiritual power and try her best to dispel the poisonous gas.
Wolfsbane's smile widened, "I want to call my sister Miracle, because Miracle's defeat is the best thing to watch."
Many invisible barbs suddenly seemed to appear in the purple-black mist, hooking open Shui Miaomiao's spiritual energy protection, opening her flesh, and scrambling to get in.
"Uh, ahhhhh!"
The misty poisonous gas was like a sledgehammer hitting Shui Miaomiao's bones without restraint, and like a knitting needle picking up Shui Miaomiao's meridians to sew at will.
Blue veins were exposed, layers of sweat piled up on his forehead, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
Shui Miaomiao looked at the fingers that twisted and folded automatically. She should be thankful that her arm had lost all feeling just now. If the pain passes now, she will die.
Shui Miaomiao tried her best to raise her head and looked at Wolfsbane.
Wolfsbane clapped his hands, seemingly very satisfied, waving his hands like a music conductor.
Poison is not a murderous poison. Wolfsbane is a sadist who likes to hear the screams of people being tortured.
Just as Shui Miaomiao guessed just now, if she couldn't bear it and fainted, it was an unqualified music box and should be dismantled.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Going back and forth, over and over again, Shui Miaomiao felt like she was going to collapse, but she couldn't relax, otherwise she would faint from the pain.
But Wolfsbane's smile became weaker and weaker, and he looked around with some loss of interest.
Shui Miaomiao knew why, because her voice had become hoarse and changed its tone.
Fortunately, the only benefit brought by the pain was that it kept Shui Miaomiao's head clear. She once thought by chance that Wolfsbane said he was bored and wanted someone to accompany him, so he carried the poison. Maybe Wolfsbane found it interesting and could keep him for a while longer. Time, delay for a while, find a way.
But with Wolfsbane's gameplay, no wonder it's a one-time thing to say you're lonely!
The idea of procrastinating and letting Wolfsbane relax so he could wait for an opportunity to escape was obviously not going to work.
But it was obvious that he couldn't defeat this crazy woman named Wolfsbane. The difference in strength was clearly visible in the face-to-face encounter just now.
Moreover, her arms are now weak and she cannot perform the starting position of the magic pinch technique.
The vision was blurred, and he looked at the blood on the ground, and the bones around him were stained with red. It was weird and eerie, but also a little bit happy, calling Shui Miaomiao, come and lie down and become the same kind.
Wolfsbane seemed to be getting more and more bored as he swayed from side to side.
All we can do is fight!
It's up to him whether he dies or not!
There is a technique that does not require pinching techniques and only requires a medium, but it does not seem to have any offensive power.
His hand dropped to the ground, touched the blood, and used the blood-cutting technique. The blood condensed into a line and passed quickly past Wolf Venom's eyes.
"What?" Wolfsbane was attracted and turned to look.
Shui Miaomiao took the opportunity to get up from the ground and used the Blood Cutting Art to control the blood in his body, like a puppet on strings, connected to his weak arms and controlling it.
He inserted his hand into his abdomen and brought out a huge blood flower. He held it in his hand and used the sword technique. A knife shrouded in black mist was born from the blood flower. It was alluring and strange.
"What!" Wolfsbane felt the pressure, and without giving him a chance to react, Shui Miaomiao picked up the knife and threw it out.
Sure enough, human blood is still useful!
The sword, which was originally a shadow, seemed to be a real entity, and it was very powerful in knocking the poisonous wolf away.
The evil energy around him grew wantonly, suppressing the poisonous energy of Wolfsbane in an instant, and squeezing the white bones on the ground into powder.
Being saved, at least there was no harassment from the poisonous gas. Shui Miaomiao had a chance to breathe and look at the knife standing in front of her.
She didn't go there hoping that she could defeat Wolfsbane.
Shui Miaomiao was just betting on whether the knife could suppress Wolfsbane. If she couldn't defeat Wolfsbane, she would have to find someone who could do it better than Wolfsbane.
Shui Miaomiao sat down on the ground holding her bleeding abdomen, sealing the bleeding hole with her spiritual power.
Injuring the abdomen was the best choice Shui Miaomiao could make in an emergency situation. After all, if he wanted to summon the knife, he would not be able to do it if he had too little blood.
She had tried her best to avoid her vital organs, but the thought of a hole in her abdomen was so painful that it made her gasp.
Wolfsbane stood up from the ground, wiped a little blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned, "Knife? Interesting, sister will teach you how to use the knife!"
Shui Miaomiao watched Wolfsbane leap forward and continue his attack.
Even if there was no poison invading her now, she still felt dizzy, lost too much blood, and couldn't stand up.
But with the knife in front of him, it still looks a bit reliable.
Wolfsbane also went for the knife, not taking Shui Miaomiao seriously as a threat.
Wolfsbane's sharp claws have broken through the black mist around the knife.
In the next second, there will be a tough battle, and Shui Miaomiao will be heartbroken.
The knife turned without any warning and quickly struck Tuo Zhai.
"I go!"
This sword has no martial ethics!
Shui Miaomiao's heart was broken and felt so cold.
Seeing that he turned without hesitation and didn't care about the helpless person behind him, ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped in Shui Miaomiao's heart, and at the same time they jumped in Wolfbane's heart.
He struck with all his strength and missed.
Wolfbane did not stop, he fell to his knees on the ground, raised his head and met Shui Miaomiao's eyes.
My life is over.
Seeing Wolfsbane who almost knocked him out, Shui Miaomiao behaved extremely calmly, with a calm face, but in his heart he cursed her with a knife.
"No!"
Just as Shui Miaomiao was about to close her eyes, she heard Wolfbane's heart-rending shouting, and wind blasted past her face. Shui Miaomiao opened one eye and looked out.
'Crack! '
The barrier in front of the Tuo Mansion disintegrated like fragile glass being smashed by a knife.
Wolfsbane's eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth roared like an arrow from a string, but he only managed to catch the exhaust of one hand's sword.
The knife went in. If the knife broke the master's arrangement, Wolfsbane trembled and feared.
"I want you to die!" Wolfsbane followed up the house, and his shrill voice turned into a real attack, sending the water on the ground flying away and breaking down all the trees within a five-mile radius.
"Cough cough cough cough."
Shui Miaomiao, who was on the ground, moved to avoid the fallen tree, covering her mouth and nose tightly and closing her eyes. White snow was flying in the sky, all of which were the relics and tissues that had just surrounded the bones in front of Tuo Mansion.
These corpses were also miserable. They were crushed into powder by the evil spirit on the knife, and then spread by the furious wolfsbane.
Shui Miaomiao didn't want to inhale them into her lungs at all.
Lying paralyzed on the ground, Shui Miaomiao has stopped rolling, but she still feels that the world is upside down, the colors are melting and getting darker.
Damn it! Wolfsbane's hands were not dead, and he was about to bleed to death. He was tired and could no longer hold on. He closed his eyes completely.
There is warmth, coming from the right hand, endlessly...
