Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

"What do you want to know?" Bai Heze thought for a while, then said, "Tell me, as long as I can tell you, I will tell you everything."

"That doesn't guarantee the accuracy." Ding Mu stroked the opponent's jaw with his hand, saying that as long as he wanted, he could do it again against the opponent's jaw at any time. Then he seemed to remember something, and patted Bai Heze The rope on the wrist, said: "You have been delaying here for so long, why didn't anyone come to rescue you?"

Or is it not a human being who came to rescue Bai Heze?

Thinking of this, as if to confirm his guess, a gust of cold wind rushed straight up from his back and swept his neck hard. He was startled, but he was relieved. The attack came as he expected. Come on, it's not in vain. He just thought a little more.

There is a feeling that what should come has finally come.

"hiss……"

It was a puffing sound of breath coming out of a narrow gap, like the sound of a balloon deflated, and it kept ringing in his ears. If he hadn't been sure that there was no such creature around him, he might even be confused by such a sound , thinking that that thing is pervasive and accessible everywhere.

It's just a blindfold.

His disadvantage is that he only has a one-handed knife, and he has no other enemy weapons other than the first time, and his body is slowly becoming stiff at a speed that can be detected by himself.

This change is irreversible.

If he continues to use the detective's body, he may soon be out of action.

But he doesn't know where his body is now.

"hiss--"

That voice kept appearing in his ears, and every time it appeared, there was only a slight difference between them.

If his ears were extremely sensitive, then he could tell where this thing was based on the way the sound distorted, but he couldn't, he wouldn't.

Therefore, he can only wield a small knife in his hand to carry out a large number of undisputed attacks, with an average of ten attacks, in order to have the feeling of hitting the real point once.

A person who wields an electric fly swatter in an open space can hit mosquitoes a few times by chance, but it is still not targeted enough.

This kind of aimless attack is very tiring, making him look a little embarrassed, but this discomfort is still within the tolerable range.

Attacking like this for a period of time is fine, but persisting for a long time may not work.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss—"

The thing suddenly let out a more anxious hissing sound.

Ding Mu had heard this voice before.

The last time he heard this sound was at the last site, the site of "Sameer's Poetry". He once experienced a huge snake tide.

Those snakes will make such a short, rhythmic low-frequency neigh before they move out.

At that time, he only thought that snakes communicated normally, but he checked a lot of information, and no one said that snakes would make such a sound before acting.

Then it can only be explained by "Yin Mountain and the outside world are two worlds", because this place is different from the outside world, so there are many differences from the outside world.

The abnormality here has spread to the animals.

An evil place like Yinshan should be closed.

He thought so.

Before he had finished thinking, the thing flicked its tail unexpectedly, and the knife in his hand was pulled out!

It was so powerful that it didn't look like a snake before.

Did you add a snake or did the snake get faster?

Feeling his own speed, he realized that it was not the snake that had become faster, but that he himself had slowed down, and that the inadequacy of his body had affected his eyes.

He couldn't see the true appearance of the snake, and he couldn't see it from the first time he met it.

If he can see the trajectory of this thing, then everything will be much simpler, at least he can predict the attack direction of the opponent and carry out simple defense.

Time did not allow him to think about it, and the snake's tail and snake's mouth soon became entangled, depriving him of the right to think wildly.

With his free hand he clawed at the snake's body, which was now exposed in need of a bite, as the fangs in the snake's mouth pierced his wrist.

"hiss!"

He reached out to grab it just to block this thing's attack with his bare hands. If he could scratch it with a claw, then he would naturally be willing, but his current physical fitness could not meet the strength of such an attack.

His abilities are greatly limited here.

"Did you know? Your father died in the same way." Bai Heze's voice sounded at this time without winking. Those who didn't know thought he had seen the horn of victory.

"You don't deserve to mention him, you trash." Ding Mu cursed, he felt very hot where his skin came into contact with the snake, and an indescribable burning sensation started from the palm of his hand and spread to the small area. Arms, upper arms, shoulders, and the whole body, he didn't know if this was the snake's protection mechanism, so he didn't dare to let go, but just squeezed the thing's body tightly with all his strength.

From the perspective of others, his posture is very strange, with a fistful of air in his hand, his face is flushed, and if you look closely, he is a little obscene.

After the snake was pinched by him, its whole body stiffened, twitched and trembled, and within a short while it lost its useless blindfold, revealing its true face.

It was a colorful flower-skinned serpent.

Grey-black smoke is slowly coming out.

This kind of smoke is completely different from the gray fog in the gray fog town. The smoke has an unspeakable sense of tragedy, and it goes straight up, as if it suddenly let out a sigh of relief in a small piece on the top. It swelled up.

But even though it is open in the air, it still looks out of place.

When Ding Mu realized this, he subconsciously glanced at the snake in his hand.

The snake turned gray unexpectedly.

As if the color had been washed off, it lay limp on his hand.

It is very similar to the little magic soldier I saw when I was a child. The one who was so awesome just now was before purification, and the one who is not Gordon now is after purification.