Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Those eyes may be the only bright color in his whole body, without pupils, and the two white eyeballs are embedded in his face, looking fake.

As soon as the eyes opened, before Si Heng could bring the knife close to him, he reached out to catch the knife without hesitation, his palm was like a stone, and the moment he touched the blade, there was a clanging sound, like gold and stone colliding.

Si Heng withdrew the knife and took the opportunity to stab Li Baoen's heart. Seeing the thing reach out to stop him, he flicked his wrist, changed direction and stabbed straight at the black head!

Block, stab, frame, chop.

The footwork is rough, disorganized, chaotic and not beautiful, but with the experience of gangsters fighting, every move can pull people's hearts.

Xiaobei hugged Ding Mu's leg, covered her mouth and cried quietly, trying not to make any sound, which made Ding Mu feel uncomfortable.

He was always on guard against Li Baoen, ready to rush forward at any time, but this kid...

It stands to reason that if Xiao Bei is a "personality" created by Si Heng, then when Si Heng dies, Xiao Bei should not be able to survive.However, in this yin mountain, the split personality has been affected by the change of the site. It is difficult to judge whether Xiaobei is an individual or should be regarded as a disabled personality.

Just like Ding Mu couldn't tell whether Kong Jiashu and Si Heng were the same person.Although they coexist in the same body, Kong Jiashu can separate from Si Heng.

Si Heng and Kong Jiashu sometimes have a tendency to merge, but Xiaobei has nothing in common with them. Eight years of education have transformed Xiaobei from a well-behaved child into a crazy person like Kong Jiashu, which cannot but be embarrassing.

Ding Mu had been keeping a close eye on the struggle over there, and wanted to go up to help but was afraid that he would cause trouble for him, and worried that Xiao Bei would be injured when he left, so he had to stand there defensively.

Over there, Si Heng temporarily maintained a high-speed and high-density attack during the fight. The black knife stabbed from various tricky angles, but was blocked by Li Baoen more and more skillfully.

He is imitating Si Heng!

From the first time Li Baoen died in front of Ding Mu, Ding Mu saw the behavior of this person. He would effectively learn and analyze the opponent's actions every time he blocked the opponent's attack, and use the movements he learned to use freely. Excellent imitation.

In the beginning, Si Heng attacked and Li Baoen blocked the knife. Later, Si Heng blocked Li Baoen's attack while attacking, and Li Baoen sometimes even scratched Si Heng's clothes.

When Si Heng's front placket was torn, he made a "thud--" sound, which was ear-piercing and startling, and he was even caught with a few bloodstains.

"Old man!" Si Heng took advantage of Li Baoen's missed blow and hadn't retracted his arm to quickly fight back, and went straight for the opponent's door.

Before the knife hit, the knife turned around suddenly and collided with another black arm, making a "dang" sound.

Li Baoen's sharp black claws almost pierced Si Heng's shoulder, but was blocked by the black knife.

These eight teachers have all "disappeared". It stands to reason that the eight trees should have been cut down, but Guan Yi has not arrived yet.This made Ding Mu feel a little anxious. He couldn't see the situation over there, and he couldn't help here.

The visible black mist on Si Heng's body was becoming less and less, gradually thinning, and his face was becoming paler and paler. It can be seen that the departure of Hei Dao and the fight with Li Baoen had greatly consumed him.

But Li Baoen didn't feel tired, he still attacked while studying, seizing the opportunity to consume Si Heng's physical strength.This machine-like tireless attack method brought great inconvenience to Si Heng.

The contrast between the two is obvious.

The longer the delay, the harder it was, because the longer the delay, the more accurate Li Baoen's grasp of Si Heng's attack methods and offensive habits, and the more thoroughly he learned, he would be able to use Si Heng's attack methods to attack him, and even become more flexible.

Finally, Si Heng was a second slower to close the knife when he missed a blow.Li Baoen seized the opportunity to grab the blade, controlled Si Heng's right hand, and grabbed Si Heng's right hand forward!

"Grass..." Si Heng's shoulder was torn apart in that instant!

Bright red blood sprayed out from the wound and fell to the ground, splashing a burst of black dust.The crazy loss of blood caused Si Heng's face to contort, and the injured arm was his usual one.

Si Heng didn't hesitate too much. With his right arm seriously injured, the black knife directly shattered into smoke, and then took shape in his left hand and held it tightly.

He swung the saber with his left hand, slammed into it without any rules, and was stopped directly. He dodged against the iron hand, then picked it up from below, and was stopped again.

This attack method was not exactly the same as before, but Li Baoen took advantage of the fact that he was dragging his right arm, which was inconvenient to attack, and frequently attacked him to the right.

Si Heng's difficulty is obvious.

Xiaobei almost rushed out several times, but was held in Ding Mu's arms again, watching the situation over there without daring to blink at all.

There was a circle of children sitting around them, their faces were blurred, their eyes were open and they were staring at Ding Mu without blinking, as if they were lifeless.

Ding Mu noticed the handbell lying on the ground not far from him. The red and silver bells were dazzling against the black and gray. He wanted to try this handbell.He wanted to know if the handbell could control the current Li Baoen.

But this handbell is not too far away from him, and it is also not far from the "battlefield". If he ran over rashly, it would probably attract Li Baoen's attention. Risking it to get it is probably an exercise in futility.

"Xiao Bei, can the handbell control the dean?" Ding Mu couldn't help asking.

Xiaobei is not an ordinary two-year-old child. He should be the person who knows this place the best besides Si Heng and Li Baoen. At present, there is no one else to ask except him.

"Handbell?" Xiaobei cried until his eyes were swollen, and asked him with a suppressed cry, "Brother, can you use a handbell?"

This reminded him that even if he got the handbell, he wouldn't know how to use it.

Just now Si Heng seemed to be frantically shaking the hand bell, but in fact every sound has its own rules, every sound has its reason, and it is really useful for him to hold it.

"Can you use it?" Ding Mu asked tentatively.

"I... Xiao Si will, I will too." Xiao Bei hesitated, not daring to look Ding Mu in the eye.

It is rare for a two-year-old child to express so fluently and know so many things, which shows the uniqueness of Xiaobei.

"Brother, do you want to help Xiao Si? Xiao Si is not a bad person!" Xiao Bei couldn't help but increase his voice.

Ding Mu didn't speak, because the fighting over there had begun to show a tendency to end, and the handbell was no longer important.

I don't know what kind of attack it was, but it hit Si Heng, maybe he had the upper hand since his right shoulder was torn.

After Si Heng's right shoulder was torn, Li Baoen's left shoulder was also held by Li Baoen. With a force, his left shoulder also made a "click".

The sound of broken bones.