I have a portable space

"I didn't mean that. This drop is Meng Zhe's original menstrual blood, and I just want to use this to make a horoscope about Meng Zhe. At the same time, I also want to prove to you that this menstrual blood can't be given to anyone. Yes, only loved ones will exchange a drop of menstrual blood, so it is a means of repaying safety!" Oswell said weakly.

"Okay, okay, we got it, stop talking, and recover your vitality first!" Tang Jia walked up and said without the slightest expression on her face.

Oswell shook his head: "I'm fine, I still want to finish talking, so that I can sleep peacefully!"

Meng Zhe, who was following the old man, suddenly felt something in his heart. He raised his hand and drew out his horoscope, his face full of worry: "Damn, why are you thinking of dying every day? If you want to die, why don't you just die!"

While talking, Meng Zhe sent the space blade again, activated the small device on it, and said to the burly middle-aged man: "Senior, can I trouble you again? Help me to see Oswell, That is, the dream monster who has reached the stage of distraction!"

"Hei, Meng Zhe, as I just said before, the way of heaven is not just for you, but to keep running to ensure the safety of the earth!" The burly middle-aged man's voice was slightly playful. Speaking of.

"I know, I know, but now I can only ask you for help!" Meng Zhe pulled his hair in pain.

"Hey, you'd better bring up your eclipse quickly, or else you'll need me to help you with everything. I really think I have nothing to do, and I just stare at you every day!" the burly middle-aged man complained.

"Okay, I can't save myself and run around, so I can improve my erosion power as soon as possible!" Meng Zhe said with an oath.

The burly middle-aged man kneaded a piece of paper into dough with distaste, and his face was full of displeasure: "Your form, it's like I force you. If you don't want it, just say it. It won't affect me!"

Meng Zhe's face was full of intersections: "Okay, senior, my heart rate is about to jump out of a heart attack, please help me to see Oswell!"

"Okay, okay, but let me tell you, this is the last time, there will be no next time!" Saying that, the light on the blade of space dimmed again.

After watching Space Blade for a while, Meng Zhe forced himself to calm down, and even slapped himself hard on the face with his hand.

After calming down a bit, Meng Zhe continued to chase the old man with the Space Blade.

Seeing the old man stop in front of an artificial lake, his face was full of complacency.

"Hahahaha, still want to keep up with my speed, dreaming!" The old man raised his head and let out bursts of laughter.

Meng Zhe rescued the space crack in a flash, and looked at the old man with a cold face: "You lose, your life belongs to me!"

"Boy, have you heard a sentence, after all, the dragon crossing the river can't beat the local snake. When you come to me, don't even think about turning over. Be my slave obediently. Maybe I can make you feel better, otherwise ..." The old man turned his head to look at Meng Zhe with a sly smile, his face was full of a tricky smile.

"The dragon crossing the river can't beat the local snake, that's because it's not a dragon crossing the river, but just a ignorant little fish!" Meng Zhe stood one meter away from the old man full of evil spirit.

"Oh, you mean, you are a dragon across the river, are you different from those people?" The old man asked back with a sneer on his face.

"Whether it's crossing the river or not, we won't know if we have fought it. The premise is that you have to let your real body come out, otherwise I will slap you down, and your clone will be lost!" Meng Zhe said calmly.

"Hei, this body of mine is the deity, who else do you want to see?" The old man was a little panicked at first, and then asked forcefully.

Meng Zhe snorted coldly: "I'm giving you ten seconds. If you don't come out, I'll do it right away. Don't blame me for letting you die!"

As he spoke, Meng Zhejiu began to guide: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one—one~"

"Very good, it seems that you don't even want to keep the whole body, do you? I'll make it happen for you!" Meng Zhe snorted coldly, and slapped the old man far away.

After Meng Zhe slapped this palm, the surrounding space began to collapse, as if he couldn't bear Meng Zhe's palm.

Seeing this scene, the old man's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to run away, but it was too late, and Meng Zhe's palm firmly landed on the old man's back. , the old man vomited blood and flew back, his face quickly turned from haggard to a blank sheet of paper, until he was silent again!

Meng Zhe frowned, stretched out his hand and pointed at the old man's corpse, a mass of white flames flew towards the old man's corpse, and as soon as it encountered the old man's corpse, it immediately began to burn at a very fast speed. The flames burned down, leaving only a pile of ashes blowing in the wind.

After burning the old man's corpse, the white flame rescued Fei, who was one size smaller, back into Meng Zhe's hands, blended into Meng Zhe's body, and disappeared.

Meng Zhe looked around, hooked his fingers secretly, then rescued the space blade again as if nothing had happened, opened the space crack and entered.

After Meng Zhe entered the two cups of tea in the crack of the space, a skeleton arm stretched out from the soil. The arm was covered with barbs, and the paper clip on the fingertip reached an astonishing length of ten centimeters.

The arm kept turning, as if observing whether the surrounding environment was safe. After 5 minutes, the arm grabbed something on the ground, and then quickly retracted it into the soil.

"Why, you stole my things, and you still want to leave? After all, you have been exposed!" Meng Zhe's voice without any emotion came out, and Meng Zhe's figure also appeared in the place where he disappeared.

Meng Zhe saw through the sacred stone that the speed of that arm was even faster. When it was close to 300 meters underground, a barb on that arm flew out and stabbed fiercely towards Meng Zhe!

Meng Zhe raised his hand lightly, and there was a loud noise between the barb and the space blade, and the barb directly shattered the space blade, but Meng Zhe was also pushed back a few steps by the impact.

Meng Zhe frowned and looked at the ground, but to its surprise, the arm was gone.

"No!" Meng Zhe kept searching for the sacred stone underground. In a slightly damp place, he found the mechanism, and he was about to charge down with the blade of space.

But at this moment, Lin Yingtong's words came to mind again: "You, everything is fine, but you are too impulsive!"

Meng Zhe forced himself to calm down, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down.

Seeing that Meng Zhe was standing there, the skeleton arm under the ground became a little anxious and broke out of the ground again, making provocative gestures towards Meng Zhe.