I take a little action, that's the limit

At this time, one of Han Xiaolin's eyes was still the same as before, while the other one had turned blood red, like flowing magma. Her teeth were growing crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, all four eyes were growing. The fang has grown to three centimeters long.

At the moment when I lost my mind, Han Xiaolin had stretched out her little hand and grabbed my throat. I felt that my feet were gradually leaving the ground. An unprecedented feeling of suffocation filled my mind instantly. It was worse than death.

But what makes me wonder is that Han Xiaolin's face is also full of pain, as if she is very entangled. Her little hands are tightening and loosening for a while, obviously she is engaged in a fierce psychological struggle.

"Cough...cough, Xiao...lin..." I used all my strength to shout two words, trying to wake up Han Xiaolin.

Tick, tick.

As the expression on Han Xiaolin's face continued to change, blood began to ooze from the corners of her mouth, and her face became pale.

The strange old man behind me also noticed Han Xiaolin's abnormality, and the voice of his muttering suddenly increased by many decibels.

"Ow!"

An inhuman roar came from Han Xiaolin's sexy little mouth. She roared, and the struggling look on her face disappeared, replaced by a look of determination.

At the same time, the three thousand green hairs on the back of Han Xiaolin's head were flying in the wind like roots. I was shocked to see her, and there was an icy aura surrounding her body.

"..." I opened my mouth hard, but I couldn't say a word at all. You can imagine my embarrassment at this time without looking in the mirror. I'm afraid my old face has turned the color of pig liver.

However, it has to be said that in the face of death, people still have a certain survival instinct.

I tried all my strength and waved my fist towards Han Xiaolin's trembling softness. It's not that I'm wretched, there is really no other way. I can only pray in my heart that she will be like ordinary girls, for the sake of chastity. And with my hands folded across my chest, I could run for my life.

However, the ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.

My fist hit her chest without any suspense, but she didn't even try to block it. She let me hit her without dodging.

Even though her breasts were very elastic, they were a matter of life and death and I couldn't tolerate even the slightest dirty thoughts.

I gritted my teeth and glanced at Han Xiaolin. They all said that it would be cool to be a ghost under the peonies. Damn it, whoever says this to me in the future, let me beat him to death!

Maybe she was stimulated by me, but Han Xiaolin opened her small mouth with fangs and bit my neck.

I had no strength to resist as she was strangling her. Pain suddenly shot up from my neck. I could even hear the small sound of teeth piercing my skin.

My breathing gradually became difficult, and my consciousness began to become blurred. A strong sense of sleep gradually occupied the commanding heights of my thinking. Am I really going to die?

However, just when I was drowsy and about to fall asleep, a golden gourd came quickly and hit Han Xiaolin on the head with a "pop". She groaned and took two steps back. I fell to the ground with a thud. on the ground.

After a while, I regained consciousness, stood up unsteadily, hit my head twice as hard as if it was about to explode, and looked around.

Following a piece of idle singing, a figure, pacing in all directions, appeared between me and the strange old man from far away.

The guy who suddenly appeared was wrapped in a black cloak, just like the wizard in the movie. No matter what angle you look at, you can't see his face, but from the appearance point of view, he is not very tall. And he is also a little hunchbacked. I guess he is also an old man.

The old man in the cloak stretched out his hand, picked up the gourd from the ground, and said with a smile: "Old friend, does it hurt from the fall? What, no, that's good, that's good."

While he was talking to himself, he reached out and stroked the huge gourd, as if he really heard the gourd's answer.

Paralyzed, another lunatic, thinking that he is a superman when he is covered in a black robe?

But having said that, had it not been for the appearance of the old man in the cloak, my life would have been decided here, so in a sense, he is my Superman.

I moved my steps and hid behind the old man in the cloak. At the same time, I looked around nervously. Obediently, there were dozens of zombies surrounding us. This made me glance at the thin man in front of me again. Old man, can he take down so many zombies by himself?

But seeing how he could defeat the extremely powerful Han Xiaolin by just throwing a gourd at it, I suddenly felt confident in my heart and yelled at the strange old man: "Come here, you awesome, or I won't kick you to death!"

As soon as I yelled out, the old man in the cloak in front of me turned his head. Although the position of his head looked dark and his expression could not be seen, I could imagine a pair of sharp, turbid old eyes glaring fiercely. glanced at me.

"Hehe..." I laughed dryly, standing behind and not daring to say anything.

"Kid, if you know what's going on, take these bastards and go back to where they came from." The old man in the cloak said to the strange old man.

Well, I heard a dark line. The weird old man opposite me must have been in his sixties at least. The old man in the cloak actually called him a kid. I don’t know if he was sincere and angry with the weird old man, or because he was already very old.

The strange old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old man in the cloak carefully. When the strange old man saw the golden gourd, his face changed slightly and asked: "Are you from the Dao Sect?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. I'll give you ten breaths to get out!" The old man in the cloak said pretending to be free of charge.

"That's not a bad tone. Thirty years later, you are still the first person who dares to talk to me like this!" Two cold gleams shot out from the strange old man's eyes. He hit the ground with his cane and said with a sinister smile: "Friends, let the guests taste it." Taste what it feels like to be torn apart.”

When he finished speaking, he recited the spell to control zombies.

Dozens of zombies rushed towards us like crazy, and Han Xiaolin was actually among them.

The old man in the cloak calmly sat on the ground and took out a bunch of bells from his arms.

Damn it, there are dozens of people, no, dozens of corpses, why don’t you get a bell and knitting yarn?

The old man in the cloak still went his own way. He shook the bell slightly, and a coldness fell from the sky. I suddenly felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar.

This feeling, is Ultraman coming?

I raised my head and looked around. It didn't matter if I didn't look. When my eyes fell on the strange old man opposite, I saw an innocent-looking little girl sitting on the strange old man's shoulder. A piece of intestine, Peeking out from the pure white clothes, dripping and bleeding...