Urban Hidden Dragon

Roty wanted to take his hand back.

But found it was too late.

A cry of terror came from Rody's throat.

The other hand wanted to lift up and cover the little guy.

But the raised arm was visibly dry and dehydrated.

It's like a stick of smoked bacon.

The arm was raised with such force that the arm, which had lost all moisture and function, was thrown back.

Rorty himself is also visibly aging.

One second she was a tender and juicy young woman, and the next second she was a skeletal old woman.

My silky hair suddenly became dry, split, and turned yellow.

Even if Jackie Chan came with Overlord, he could only stare.

Rody took two steps back involuntarily.

The two legs that could play with the New Year have now become two numb bamboo poles.

After taking a few steps back, his body tilted and he sat directly on the ground.

His mouth was open, like a fish that had landed on the beach.

In the sunken eye sockets, the slightly protruding eyeballs stared at the little guy in horror.

The little guy is still protecting his sister right now.

Eyelids start to fight.

Guoguo stood up holding her brother in her arms.

"Mom, Qingqing is sleepy."

Su Qi held on to the wall. Although he was physically stronger than many people, he had just given birth to a baby two days ago, and it was several times more painful to give birth to a baby than to others.

He took the little guy from Guoguo.

He glanced at the dying Rody outside the door.

"Tell your aunt to throw him out!"

Guoguo ran to the opposite door and called Mu Yao.

After Mu Yao went out, he poked Rody with a mop and found that Rody had no ability to fight back. Only his eyes could move. Then he picked up Rody and walked to the window, throwing a green onion upside down.

Everyone who was still fighting outside the house was suddenly interrupted by Rody's scream.

Immediately afterwards, everyone felt a palpitating breath coming from the room. This breath left as quickly as it came.

A few dozen seconds later, the window was opened, and Rody, who had become a mummified corpse, was thrown upside down from the window by Mu Yao.

Zhu Chou'er turned around and said, "Your Majesty, there is actually a killer hidden in their room. Should we go..."

Before he finished speaking, in Zhu Chou'er's peripheral vision, Shi'e was running away with his deformed broken alms bowl, leaving only his back.

The tattered monk's robes of hundreds of monks were flying in the air.

Zhu Chou'er couldn't help but look at Su Hengyang.

Su Hengyang looked in the direction of the room with lingering fear.

He waved his hand at everyone and said, "Let's go!"

Su Hengyang glanced at the direction of Asura King Luo Jiantuo from a distance, and then glanced at Zhu Chou'er.

Zhu Chou'er bent down like a little eunuch and said, "Master Zhang Yeguan, this Luo Jiantuo doesn't wear the same pants as us. He doesn't take the initiative to provoke him. He will not take the initiative to provoke anyone, and he doesn't care about Wang Han." There is no strong killing intent."

While talking, Luo Jiantuo looked at his cool arm, turned around and left the place to settle accounts with the person who chopped off his hand.

When Luo Jia saw his sisters in such a state, he immediately ordered his subordinates to leave quickly.

Su Hengyang withdrew his gaze and glanced in Wang Han's direction.

Then he bent down and saluted Wang Han, as if he were a follower, and turned around and left.

After the war.

There are strong people here, so the losses are almost zero, except that some people were slightly injured. Fortunately, Ye Qingqiu is there, so all this is not a problem.

Yue Hongzhuo asked in confusion, "Why does Su Hengyang treat the little Taoist master like this?"

Others also looked over in confusion.

Wang Han just lit up a cigarette, and after seeing everyone's gaze, he said, "All young men are like this! Especially those who have become demons. They think there is no limit to what they are like!"

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes and leaving a group of people to clean the battlefield outside, Wang Han went into the house, poured a glass of water in the living room, rinsed his mouth, and walked toward the bedroom.

When I entered the door, I saw Su Qi holding little Chang'an who was already asleep and rocking him from side to side.

Wang Han stretched out his hand to check. The energy in the little guy's body was even richer than the big long insect he had absorbed before.

"I'll probably have to sleep all day." Wang Han withdrew his hand.

Su Qi thought for a while, "Why don't you go to the eight ancient tribes early to see what the conditions are like in the places where people block their auras? The things Bago gave can only last for a month."

Wang Han nodded, "This is the only way." As he spoke, he tapped the little guy's head with his finger, "As expected of his son, he knew how to protect his family right after he was born."

"It's only been a few days and I have to go to work again. It's better to be a child." Wang Han tucked his son into a quilt.

Mu Yao stood aside, "Why don't you let my sister-in-law hold you? Can you call my sister-in-law mom and let you feel like a child?"

Wang Han slapped Mu Yao on the back of the head, "You girl, you are becoming more and more anti-Tiangang!"

Mu Yao rubbed the back of his head, "Then my sister-in-law doesn't call you less..."

Wang Han covered Mu Yao's mouth.

"Smelly girl movies, stop talking nonsense in front of children from now on!"

Mu Yao pushed Wang Han's hand away and muttered.

Still bringing the topic back, "Then when will you leave, Brother Ninth?"

Wang Han thought about it for a moment, "The things Bage sent have arrived in Jiangning City. I'll have someone deliver them over later to see how they work. If the results are good, we'll set off immediately."

After thinking for a while, Wang Han continued, "The situation is getting more and more serious now. How about I send you to Tianpengque for a few days while I go to the Ying family? But after I go, don't let our son get close to Nili Stream." .”

Su Qi smiled and shook his head, lowered his head and kissed his son's forehead.

"No need, there are so many people here to protect you, there's nothing to worry about. Besides, those people are basically here for you."

Mu Yao sighed twice, "Sister-in-law, you seem to have hit the point. Those people are basically coming for my Ninth Brother."

Without thinking, Wang Han slapped Mu Yao on the back of the head.

Mu Yao muttered and rubbed his head into Su Qi's arms.

Su Qi looked gentle and hugged Mu Yao together.

"My sister-in-law is the best to me!"

Wang Han stayed for a short while, then turned around and went out, leaving the task of monitoring Luo Jia to Li Goucheng.

We drove to the Shinto Monument.

Yaozi was directing people to fill in the hole dug by Mitian.

I lit a cigarette with Wang Han.

"Ah Han, do you think the demon down there won't escape?"

"Not for the time being." Wang Han was quite relieved about this.

With the relic suppressing it, the demon will not be able to come out for a while.

As for relief.

This old bald donkey is very strange.

Wang Han had a strange feeling a long time ago.

If Wang Han, the destined son, is equivalent to Lin Chiling, then Shi E, the old bald donkey, is equivalent to Hatano Yui.

The dark version of Destiny's Child.

This has happened several times.

Every time this old guy seems to be on the verge of reaching a dead end, he turns around and things take another turn.

I was so angry that I just wanted to stamp jiojio.

Wang Han glanced at Dongzi.

"What state are you in now?"

"It's the Vajra realm."

"Quiting from sex really works."

"Even if it hurts my tongue, my tongue can be compared to a crocodile tail."

Wang Han held a cigarette and said, "Damn it, can you stop saying such dirty things in front of my sister from now on?"

Yao Zi immediately said, "Conscience of heaven and earth, I never say this in front of Mu Yao. It was you, the old and crooked people from the Ten Guys Club, who insisted on eavesdropping when they chatted together. Seriously, when did you Walk?"

"I've already sent a message to Brother Ying. The earliest I can do it is noon tomorrow."

"If you want to go out, help me bring something to Little Buddha."

Wang Han blew out a smoke ring and turned his eyes.

"Little Buddha?"