I take a little action, that's the limit

A horrifying hiss sounded from behind me, but I didn't dare to look back at all. I could only keep running forward. I knew the current situation very well. Once I stopped, no matter what was chasing me behind Dongdong, I can't even resist.

The Snake Slave is too perverted, especially his dark hands and feet. He cannot be said to be invulnerable, but it is almost the same. If it were not for a critical moment, the use of the second form of the Evil Killing Sword flashed in my mind, and he embraced it from the beginning. With a cat-and-mouse attitude, I am now a corpse.

I ran a few hundred meters before I couldn't hold on anymore. After all, I was injured and my strength was severely exhausted. Being able to persist until now has already unleashed my greatest potential.

I fell to the ground with a "gudong" sound, and Han Xiaolin also rolled out of my arms.

Being hit by an external force, she woke up faintly, looked at me with blurred eyes and said, "It's handsome Luo, where are we playing?"

Han Xiaolin's soft words made me suddenly feel confused, thinking to myself: Sister, when did you have a bad attack? Why did you happen to catch it at this time?

Damn, it’s true that blessings never come alone and misfortunes never come alone!

Seeing that I ignored her, Han Xiaolin stood up slowly, swaying her slender waist and walked over. She walked up to me and helped me up, and asked with concern: "Why are you so careless and injured?" ”

After saying that, she stared straight at the wound on my body, then dipped her little hand lightly, drew a smear of blood from my wound, put it into her mouth, and said intoxicatedly: "It smells so good!"

Oops, I originally wanted to stop her, but now I can’t stand firmly and can only watch anxiously.

After Han Xiaolin tasted the sweetness of blood, she lowered her head and lay on my chest to suck the blood.

She is like a baby waiting to be fed, squeaking loudly after drinking. The image of the two of us now can be said to be very ambiguous. I guess most people will think that we are fighting in the wild when they see it. But only I know that I am about to die. Not far away.

I will never forget the feeling of blood being quickly drawn out of the body. It is completely different from the experience of donating blood. When donating blood, we will also really feel that something is passing by, but the feeling is very subtle. , so subtle that it can be ignored, but now, I can even see the blood vessels on the back of my hands shrinking.

My head became heavier and heavier, and my whole body felt limp. In the end, I was held in Han Xiaolin's arms. She was still sucking my blood greedily. I even smelled the breath of death, which was so far away from me. close.

It is said that it is romantic to die under the peonies and be a ghost. When I was really about to die in the arms of a beautiful woman, I realized how nonsense this sentence was. I struggled for a while. I didn’t want to die yet, but my strength was so strong. He was so weak that he couldn't shake Han Xiaolin's weak and boneless hands.

"Hiss."

The sound rang above my head again. I looked up and saw that it was an extremely ferocious python. It was exactly the same as the one tattooed on the snake slave, except that it was many times larger. It was very illusory and a little ethereal. I don't know if it's an illusion, but it feels like it's made of condensed gas.

Han Xiaolin obviously heard the sound made by the python. She raised her head sharply, and I saw that her teeth had turned into fangs similar to those of wild beasts, and one of her eyes also turned blood red.

"Roar." Like a beast guarding its food, Han Xiaolin hugged me and yelled at the python, and a violent energy surged out of her body.

"Sssssss." Not to be outdone, the python opened its mouth wide, revealing two rows of extremely sharp curved teeth, and raised its head high as if to demonstrate to Han Xiaolin.

Han Xiaolin put me on the ground and rushed towards the python. Three thousand black hairs were flying behind her head, looking quite domineering.

"boom."

"Boom..."

The movements of one person and one python were very fast. Watching them fight on and off, my eyelids became heavier and heavier. I could only vaguely see two black shadows. In the end, I couldn’t even see the black shadows. You know, my current situation is caused by excessive blood loss.

In my confusion, I seemed to see Brother Ma joining the battle group holding a yellow square seal in both hands. The square seal rose in the wind and hit Han Xiaolin and the python without hesitation...

When I woke up, I found myself in the courtyard of the Lingtai.

A breeze blew by, and I suddenly shivered. When I looked down, I found myself sitting naked in a large wooden basin filled with blue liquid. The liquid had just reached my navel. I wanted to stand up. He got up, and as soon as he moved, he saw a crack in his skin.

"Don't move!"

The master's extremely majestic voice suddenly sounded. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to push me back into the tub, and then did something that stunned me - he took a bottle of something that looked a lot like glue and applied it on me. He touched my cracked skin and rubbed his hands together, as if he were a broken paper-cut work.

Although it hurt, I thought it was quite novel, so I asked him: "Teacher, what is this?"

"Are you asking about this or this?" The teacher pointed to the blue liquid in the tub and then pointed to the small bottle in his hand.

"Tell me both." I said.

"What's in the small bottle is glue, and what's in the tub is urine." The teacher told me.

"Haha, who are you kidding? Whose urine is blue?" I rolled my eyes at the teacher. Even if he was perfunctory, he wouldn't make up such an unconvincing statement, right?

"Mine is blue." The teacher told me seriously, and then added: "Shanren don't lie!"

When I heard this, I quickly lifted my nose and took a whiff. It seemed that it really smelled like urine.

Damn, I was soaked in the urine of a bad old man!

Just when I was about to curse, I saw the teacher put a talisman on my forehead, and I didn't know anything after that.

"Pfft." The violent bumps and the big talk of asking for money made me spurt out a mouthful of blood. I opened my eyes and saw that Brother Ma was holding me in a car and shouting anxiously: "Xiao Ma Luo, wake me up..."

When he saw that I woke up, he immediately grinned and said to the cab: "What are you talking about? This kid can't be so easy to die. He is obviously pretending to be dead. He can definitely wake up with ten mouths! Do you believe it now?" Come on!"

If I hadn't been unable to move my body, I would have given those ten mouths back.

But I was curious about who Brother Ma was talking to. I originally thought it was Han Xiaolin, but when I looked up, I saw Han Xiaolin lying on the passenger seat with her eyes closed. She was obviously unconscious.

But if it wasn't Han Xiaolin, who would it be?

Thinking of this, I turned my head with difficulty, and through the rearview mirror, I saw a familiar face.

How is he?