The system is the king of the counterattack master

Even though he had experienced many strange things, Han Xiaodong was almost scared out of his wits when he encountered such a scene.

He was about to shout, but he heard the little girl say again: "You are lucky today, this thing is not something you can get every day."

Looking at the still rolling eyeball in the girl's hand, Han Xiaodong suddenly felt his stomach churning, turning his head and wanting to vomit.

But just when the contents of his stomach were about to pour out of his throat, he suddenly felt a shadow shaking in front of his eyes. Immediately afterwards, his chest hurt, his throat tightened, and what was about to be spit out was swallowed again. went back.

This time it was even more disgusting, but no matter how disgusted he felt, he found that his throat seemed to be locked, and he couldn't vomit anything anyway, he could only feel nausea and discomfort.

My stomach felt very uncomfortable, but the little girl's growling voice sounded in my ears: "Do you know how to be polite? Thanks to me, if you really vomit it out, you can clean it up? Besides, the vomited things will cause trouble. Come some troublesome ghosts, if you provoke something you shouldn't, it doesn't matter if you die, why don't you want to pull me back?! I have never seen you repay your kindness like this!"

After being yelled at by the little girl, Han Xiaodong groaned in his heart. It was obvious that the little girl showed him those eyes first, which made him sick and vomited, but now she came to beat him up, and blamed himself, he had never seen such unreasonable people.

But no matter how much he slandered in his heart, Han Xiaodong didn't dare to really yell out. Although he didn't see it, the phantom just now was clearly the little girl. With her speed alone, if the two sides really fought, she would definitely be able to kill him. He was hung up and beaten.

"You...you can speak human language?" Han Xiaodong held back, did not argue with the little girl, tried his best to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach, and then asked in surprise.

The woman hanging on the wall didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, but the little girl in front of him seemed to understand human language, which made him feel a little strange.

"Fart!" Hearing Han Xiaodong's question, the little girl immediately exploded: "Why can't I speak human language?! How dare you openly insult a god! I will let you die right now!"

As the little girl said, she rushed towards Han Xiaodong waving the sharp knife in her hand.

Han Xiaodong's back suddenly felt chills. He had seen this guy's speed before. She didn't need to have any earth-shattering skills, just relying on the speed that makes people have no time to blink, coupled with the sharp knife in her hand, You can end yourself with one move.

And listening to Hua Tou, the little girl might have misunderstood what she meant, thinking that he was swearing at someone, if she was killed because of this, it would be called the wronged mother to open the door for the wronged, and the wronged to the home.

Thinking of this, Han Xiaodong hurriedly yelled and ran back quickly:
"Calm down, I didn't mean that!"

He put his body directly against the base of the wall, put his hands on his chest, and kept swinging from side to side, hoping that the little girl would calm down:

"What I mean is, why can you understand me? The one just now...is that sister. She seems to speak another language. She couldn't understand what I said. I thought you were the same."

Pointing to the human skin hanging on the wall, Han Xiaodong tried his best to explain that all he had to do now was to resign himself to fate. Facing this little devil whose hair was already blown up, he completely lost his temper.

After hearing this explanation, the little girl's expression became even more angry. She waved a sharp knife and shouted, "I don't understand what you are saying. Who called you in just now? Could it be that your head is filled with intestines?" ? Why did that bastard Wuhun bring you back with such a mentally handicapped person?! What a loser!!"

The little girl quarreled for a while, but she didn't intend to rush over with the knife, and turned around and walked towards the workbench.

After being scolded like this, Han Xiaodong remembered that it was indeed this little girl who called him in when he was outside just now, and he blamed himself for being too nervous just now and ignoring this problem.

But facing this neurotic guy, his nerves are not much more relaxed now than before. Seeing that the crisis has finally passed, he asked cautiously:

"Then what happened to that sister?"

The little girl glanced at him slightly sideways, and said coldly: "She is a servant of a witch, a demon, and she speaks demonic language. It is normal for you not to understand, but I am the god here, so you say I can understand everything."

Looking at the little girl who said that she was a god, Han Xiaodong was speechless for a while, thinking which god would be scared to close the door to avoid danger?
You look at the Lord God, he brings a group of minions with him wherever he goes, that kind of style is called a god, and watching this little girl's film again, I am almost scared out of my wits by the ghosts leaving the nest outside, so I am ashamed to say Are you a god?Even God?I'm afraid he is also a door god, right?

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to say it out of his mouth. After all, the little girl was still holding a sharp knife in her hand, and he was afraid that if he slipped a word for a moment, he would be ripped open.

After a while of slander, Han Xiaodong suddenly felt that he remembered something, yes, it was the main god!He remembered that the main god seemed to have told him that he could kill a lot.

But the question is, who is the main god?And why the massacre?He is still confused now, just subconsciously muttering in his heart, it seems that the image of the main god has begun to become clear, but he still has not grasped the point, which makes Han Xiaodong feel restless in his heart, and he can't help showing it on his face.

"What? You don't believe me? Do you think I'm lying to you? You must think that I'm afraid of those bastards outside, don't you? You think I don't look like a god here, I made it up just now! Do you think I'm crazy? You must think so! You despise me! How dare you despise me! I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing the confused expression on Han Xiaodong's face, the little girl raised Dao's knife again, with a beating heart stuck in it.

Seeing this stance about to explode again, Han Xiaodong quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, I just have some things about myself, I just can't figure it out, I really don't despise you, I swear to God! I believe everything you say!"

Facing this crazy little girl in front of him, Han Xiaodong felt a pain in his heart. He almost died twice in less than 5 minutes. If it wasn't because she was too young, Han Xiaodong would really treat him as a Early onset of menopause resolved.

He even had the idea of ​​running away quickly, for fear that if he stayed a little longer, he would become someone's dinner sooner or later. Now it seems that all kinds of ghosts are not the scariest thing, but the little mental illness in front of him is the real one. Xing, the vigor of using swords and guns at the first glance of a disagreement is really frightening.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help taking a step towards the door.

But such an extremely tiny movement made the little girl notice it immediately: "You want to run, don't you? I think you dare! If you dare to take a step closer to the gate, I'll cut off your head and drink!"

Nervous, sensitive and suspicious, facing such an opponent, Han Xiaodong completely surrendered. Just when he was about to explain, there was a dull sound from the top of his head.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

The voice sounded very strange, as if it was a group of three voices, which immediately aroused Han Xiaodong's curiosity. He raised his head and was about to ask what the voice was, when he saw the little girl floating in front of him strangely. He tightly covered his mouth with one small hand, and put the other hand up to his lips, making a silent movement.