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Han Xiaodong's heart tensed up, but he calmed down quickly. Bai Huo called out his identity. Although it made him a little nervous, it was within his expectation.

After all, when Bai Huo voluntarily appeared in front of the ghost king earlier, he already had this awareness.

After he climbed the tree back then, he never saw anyone climb on top of his head. Even if that person could fly, it was impossible for him to be invisible, so he must have been exposed long ago. The reason why he didn't run away was because running would not He couldn't run away, and if he moved rashly, he might cause trouble, so he simply lay down on the tree and watched the fun with peace of mind.

Now that Bai Huo's big trouble has been dealt with, it's time to deal with his own little problem, which is not unexpected.

Thinking of Bai Huo's method of dealing with the ghost king just now, Han Xiaodong knew in his heart that it would be useless for him to run away now.I can only try to persuade the other party, I hope Bai Huo is a reasonable person, if it is not possible, then I can only do my best.

Thinking of going all out, he firmly grasped the dagger at his waist, familiarized himself with the talisman for summoning jackals, took a deep breath, and then jumped down the big tree.

The moment he just jumped off the tree trunk, Han Xiaodong suddenly remembered something, and his spine couldn't help but feel a chill.It was too easy for him to come down now!

He clearly remembered that before Bai Huo went mad, there was a delicate but powerful hand covering his mouth, and at the same time, it also prevented him from being stupid.

Now, that hand has disappeared, but when did it disappear?Why don't I feel anything?Han Xiaodong was thinking about something in his head, and when he landed, he was also distracted, his feet were unsteady, he staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground directly.

Bai Huo had already turned around at this time, still wearing that creepy smile.

Stabilizing his figure, which was about to fall, Han Xiaodong took a moment to take a moment to look around, and an inexplicable fear suddenly spread in his heart.

He was on the tree just now, because he was relatively high, so he couldn't see clearly, but after he landed, the corpses of evil spirits scattered all over the place appeared in front of his eyes without any cover.

Those terrifying faces stared at him with rounded eyes, as if the murderer who killed them was none other than Han Xiaodong.

Green blood flowed continuously from the necks, bodies, chests, arms, and thighs of the evil spirits all over the place. In fact, from a sensory point of view, this is not too scary.

After all, in Han Xiaodong's world, red blood is the symbol of death. What really scares people is that the heads of these evil spirits have moved without exception.

Only a thin layer of skin on the back of the neck was connected, so it managed not to fall directly to the ground, which looked extremely terrifying.

After roughly scanning the corpses all over the floor, Han Xiaodong raised his head and looked up at Bai Huo, who was like a god of death.

The little bit of fighting spirit just now has completely dissipated now, not to mention that he doesn't know the ability of the little girl he copied, is it in vain or not.

Even if there is, he doesn't know how to use it now. On the other hand, Bai Huo is a murderous guy, even if he resists, it will be futile.

Thinking of this, Han Xiaodong was ready to touch the broken knife's hand, but he couldn't help hanging down. There was no way, the gap in strength was too great.

Bai Huo hangs in mid-air, looking down at the guy who has already surrendered, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepens a bit: "Yes, you have better eyesight than that guy, and you know how to show weakness, which is also a kind of strength."

Hearing what Bai Huo said, Han Xiaodong knew that his little thoughts had been seen through by others, and he couldn't help but smiled wryly. He really didn't expect that the little girl who just came out of the wolf's lair would fall into the tiger's mouth again. See I am doomed to miss Ping An along the way.

"I'm just a passer-by. I really don't do any harm to you. For someone as capable as you, killing me is not as easy as crushing a bug. So what if you don't give up resistance? It's not worth the effort. "Since he had been seen through, Han Xiaodong simply admitted directly.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he raised his neck and said, "It's up to you to kill or cut. I'm just a bug. It's my luck to be crushed to death by someone like you."

His words sounded like he was resigned to his fate, but in fact, he was running on Bai Huo inside and out, and he thought he was a bug. You, a master like Bai Huo, competed with me, isn't it a bit unmannered?
He doesn't know what kind of temperament the masters in this world have. If the guys here don't have the demeanor of a master, then he can only accept his fate, but what if the masters here still have a little pride in being a master?Maybe it's possible to win a game back.

Bai Zhuo laughed when he heard the words, pointed at Han Xiaodong and said, "Since that's the case, how about killing yourself as a bug? It will save me doing it."

When Han Xiaodong heard this, he scolded his mother for a while. This Bai Huo seemed to be bad to the core. Now that he was provoked, he simply used his tricks and panted when he was said to be fat. He also understood what he meant. Don't wait for me to do it, finish it yourself.

However, Han Xiaodong was not given for nothing. If he wanted him to commit suicide obediently, there was no way!So he stabbed his neck, and said in a dignified manner:
"Although an ant is small, it still lives stealthily. Although I am a bug, I will not be so hopeless that I will die. Please raise your hand and send me away. If I die at the hands of an expert like you, I will be considered a ghost. I also have something to brag about, at least I won’t be told that I was scared to death.”

Two people come and go, and the discussion is not about killing or not, but about who each other pushes to do it. This is also a miracle.

Bai Huo didn't seem to have encountered such a thick-skinned person who didn't like oil and salt. He looked up to the sky and laughed. Although it still sounded a bit creepy, compared with the time he faced the ghost king, he was obviously much bolder. Hearing this laughter , Han Xiaodong suddenly felt a little more at ease, it seemed that his tactics had something to do with it.

Suddenly, at the moment when the laughter was the happiest, it stopped abruptly. Bai Huo glanced at Han Xiaodong, and then looked at the big tree he had just fallen from the corner of his eyes, and said with a cold snort:
"Wuhun, how long are you going to hide? Don't you have the courage of this little guy?"

Hearing the word Wuhun, Han Xiaodong couldn't help shivering. He remembered the hand that covered his mouth just now. Thinking about it, it really couldn't be anyone else except Wuhun.

But from Bai Huo's tone, it seems that he is not too friendly to Wuhun. Could it be that the two have enmity, and he wants bad things to come to Wuhun's hands today?