The Immortal’s Poison

A long vine that almost melted into the night, was winding silently, and was about to wrap around Wen's neck.

Wen Leyang's five fingers plucked into the wheel quickly, and the raindrops hit the vines intensively. The black vines fluttered repeatedly, and finally a scream was heard in the dark, and the vines fell on the ground.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, and the black vine that fell to the ground jumped up suddenly, pounced on the little pepper that was going to Wen Leyang, and spit the letter in the air, and turned into a gray snake!

At the same time, the whole tree began to tremble violently, the sound of mud and the rolling of the leaves merged into a creepy and greasy. Countless black vines shrouded from all directions!

Wen Luo and the two people quickly backed away, and each of them turned over the short knife he carried with him, and the fierce knife light exploded in layers of the moon halo, covering each other and cutting off the black vine.

Mumu ’s weapon, the soul-fixing needle, is now on Egg, and he is not nervous at all when facing the poisonous snake, sneering at the wrong hands, and lightning-like grasping the seven inches of the snake. The snake suddenly shrank back. Unsatisfied with Mu Mu's face, he stamped his feet in rage: "I'll come by myself!"

"You're a fart!" Wen Leyang, who had always been good-tempered, suddenly yelled violently, and the red scar on the cheekbones flashed abruptly. When the snake just fluttered, he grabbed the tail and put a few meters. The long gray snake pulled back, and the little pepper caught it.

Wen Leyang's empty hand quickly shoved on the snake body, and the gray snake screamed screamingly. After a few twists, he fell straight to the ground and stopped moving.

Mu Mu only realized at this time that in the body of the snake, a gray bone needle was inserted backwards, and the tip of the needle was almost flush with the body of the snake. Except for Wen Leyang's iron hand, whoever grabbed it and would not know it was going to be How many holes were pierced.

The black Ivy plopping on others was unexpectedly fragile, and fell apart under the light of the Huo Huo knife. After a while, Kung Fu was cut off.

But no one hung a relaxed expression on his face, everyone adjusted their body to the peak, carefully guarded around, preparing for the next round of witchcraft.

Is not right, but for a while no one can tell what went wrong.

The mud sounds around him continued to crowd in their ears.

Sure enough, a moment later, a person burst out with a shrill exclamation!

The nails, who had barely said anything in a few days, made a hysterical scream, his dry and thin body threw himself fiercely, his fists hit like a wheel, and furiously hit one of the people in the team of millipedes.

The man even screamed and greeted Wen Bu in the air. With the mottled moonlight, everyone felt that the scalp was squeaky. Two identical people are desperately fighting together, and even Wen can't tell which one is his brother.

Immediately the exclamation continued. Everyone found another 'self' not far away. The team that originally had less than 30 people turned into nearly 60 people after the black vine fight, except Wen Leyang. Everyone became two, and even the little pepper was copied, and there was an egg behind him.

The masters who can be chosen by the two people and follow the adventures of the baby disciples, there is no normal person. They are all masters who reach out without instructions, and the fighter is about to die. When they see the knife is more pro, they are not afraid. It ’s better at turning fear into anger. Now I see an enemy exactly like myself. With red eyes, I threw it up. I did n’t say anything. I just tried hard. There were only two Wen who did n’t do it. .

The screams kept falling, and some people kept falling, but whether it was genuine or pirated, they dragged another self fiercely before they died, and handed the weapon in their hands to the enemy's stomach, but for a moment, There were already four or five groups of entangled figures falling to the ground. After the two died, one of the bodies would be twisted and turned into a small bamboo. The face of the bamboo man, without exception, nailed a hair or a small piece of debris on the skin.

Since the advent of the enemy, Wen Leyang has opened and closed the pores several times to explore the surroundings with his special spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, he now has limited strength and can only feel the range of tens of meters around him. A swarm of bees have been hiding in the distance to perform witchcraft to harm people, Wen Leyang They can't be caught.

Now it ’s different. The enemy is around. Wen Leyang closes his eyes. The pores on his body quickly open and close. All the things that are happening within a few tens of meters nearby quickly react in his mind. The crowd who are desperately fighting. It is a person who follows himself, and the other is a bamboo puppet wrapped in blood and black mist.

Wen Leyang screamed, angered leopard and flicked to the side of the little pepper, without looking at his hands, he broke a white and smooth neck with a scream, and one of the screams in the distance, one The bamboo doll's mouth fell to the ground with its eyes slanted.

Little Chili stood dumbfounded: "You ... aren't you afraid to kill the wrong one?"

Wen Leyang had already jumped to the side, wrapped in a strong wind, quickly interspersed in the battle group, each time he stretched his hand, he broke a neck, and then the bamboo puppets were scattered, and the screams of sorrow came ...

Don't be busy, he took a chance and shouted at Wen Leyang: "Not help yet!"

Another Wen Biao shouted shoutingly: "Quickly kill him!"

Wen Leyang grinned: "You are not busy yet."

All the dolls turned into dummies have been killed by Wen Leyang, and only two Wen are still fighting, but the risk factor of the two people fighting is very low. Basically, the curse is hard to beat.

Mumu took a closer look at the hair or dander nailed on the head of the bamboo puppet: "Young seedlings should use their skin to cast Wu Gu, everyone should wrap their hair, and don't show their hands and feet!"

Wen Leyang also nodded and understood that just now his own group of people shuttled through the dense forest, and it was inevitable that they would rub their dander and hair between the branches and leaves. The young seedlings had not been attacked to collect these things. As for him, now he has become a warm spicy child The technique, hair and skin have become as important as the finger bones, to say the most is eye shit. I don't know if young crops can cast spells with eye shit.

Mu Mu counted the number of people, but after a while, he has already fallen down nearly ten people. Now he is following Wen Leyang and Xiao Chili's team, leaving only 20 people, 11 dead fonts, and nine hundred footworms.

There are two others who do not do it.

Wen Leyang shook his body, and Wen shouted, stomping and cursing: "What is it?" I was laid down on his cheek with a buddy bug, and I snorted, dark red. The insects were very eye-catching and obedient.

Wen Leyang said with a smile: "Look, the bugs are real. You will fight after a while, but don't be killed!" He said, and then he began to listen to him with his head turned sideways. Although the sound of mud around him didn't stop, it was soft. A lot.

Mumu This is the second time he saw him in a daze. The first time was to go on a trek on the Yanyan Peak and fight a group fight with the Dacibei Temple Shili Temple.

After hesitating, Xiao Chili walked to Wen Leyang gently: "What do you want?"

Wen Leyang whispered: "The sound of muddy mud, every time the young seedlings attack, they will make a big noise, which is equivalent to telling the enemy: our young seedlings are coming ..." He said, taking Mumu's hand and writing gently in his palm A few words.

Mu Mu froze for a while, suddenly his face flushed, his head lowered uncharacteristically, his lips twitched a bit with joy: "What are you talking about, how can you say this now?"

Wen Leyang stunned: "What's the matter with you?" After a moment, she said in a very light voice in the pepper's ear: "What I wrote was: I will come back ~ www.readwn.com ~ Mu Muran was furious and blushed. A big apple jumped and screamed with curiosity: "Good what you write, mysterious, so many people who know what you write! "

Wen Leyang continued to stun, but this time also blushed, Nana asked in a low voice: "What do you think you wrote?"

Mu Mu stomped his feet fiercely, and his face was almost blood-stained: "I want you to take care! Go away if you go ... be careful ..." Wen Leyang was already lying on the ground, keeping every inch of skin close On the ground, I felt the sound from the depths of the underground, and waved my hand slightly, whispered the command: "Fight!"

Won't say he cares about his brother. He jumped in the first one and plunged into Wen's ass.

Wen Leyang frowned, his own idea was not realized.

Wen did not hiss and scolded: "Asshole, hit the wrong person!" Buddha light bug raised his head on his face, looked at Wen dumbly.

Three inches of Ding Wen was puzzled, and turned back to Wen Leyang who was lying on the ground: "The ones with bugs are fake, right?"

"Fart! The bugs are real!" Everyone spoke at the same time, Sanchin Ding lowered his head shyly, and smiled slightly: "I heard it wrong just now." He raised his hand and sent the short knife into the insectless Version Wen does not do ass.

In the scream, Wen Leyang's face was a joy, like a happy lizard. While feeling the muddy sound, he quickly wandered deep into the jungle. Immediately four masters with dead fonts also fell to the ground and quickly followed behind him.

Wen Leyang was stunned, but he didn't say anything. People who knew the size of the dead letter wouldn't let themselves be at risk again. www.readwn.com ~