Ethnic Chinese

Countless vines sprang out from the edge of the pool and the surrounding ground at the same time, entangled all the gods of death like spider webs in an instant.Xiaoxing was also entangled by vines, but the vines that entangled him seemed to have their own consciousness, sent him out of the pool, and immediately let him go.

"Do you think this plant can bind us?" Mary snorted contemptuously, and the handle of the whip stretched out a sharp blade, trying to cut off the vine.

"Our secret weapon is not as simple as vines." Wang Changkong came out of his hiding place and pressed the start button on the smart computer.

The bound bodies of the gods of death suddenly trembled like leaves in the wind, screaming loudly.Electricity flickered among the vines.

"A generator is installed in this pool, do you know why?" Wang Changkong pushed his glasses, "Because this pool exists to test the latest improved plants. This kind of vine can pass high-voltage current. If the experiment is successful, it will Become the latest type of biological teleportation cable. The wire will no longer need to be produced manually, but will be grown from a power station."

Wang Changkong was very involved in his speech, but unfortunately, it is impossible for the gods of death to appreciate his research results.All the gods of death who were bound by the vines stopped moving.

"We won!" Xiaoxing excitedly ran to Wang Changkong's side.Seeing his smiling face, the elf also laughed happily, holding Xiaoxing's hand in circles.

Seeing how excited the two were, Wang Changkong smiled and said, "Don't be too happy. They just fainted. Now we must leave here immediately and blow up everything here before they wake up."

They actually just fainted?Hyosung felt it was unbelievable.That is a high-voltage current, and most people have been electrocuted long ago.

"How is this possible?"

"They are not human. It should be said that they are not completely human."

He didn't understand what Wang Changkong said, and when he was about to ask, Wang Changkong's back suddenly spurted a lot of blood.Before Xiaoxing screamed, the people around him had already collapsed.A long gash ran across his back, and blood gushed from where the sharp weapon had cut him.

Things happened so fast, Xiaoxing didn't see how he got hurt at all.Yinyue shouted beside him, but Xiaoxing couldn't see it at all, his mind was blank, but his body acted subconsciously.He quickly took off his coat to cover the wound, and pressed hard, hoping to stop the bleeding.

"Cheer up, open your eyes quickly..."

Hearing the sound behind him, Xiaoxing turned his head.A masked man in black stood behind them.This man was the fang that attacked Diwen that night, and he was not among the gods of death who were chasing Xiaoxing just now.

hateful!Is it a fish that slipped through the net?Hyosung regretted his carelessness and underestimating the enemy.

Holding the sharp blade behind his hands, he approached them step by step.His footsteps are as graceful and vigorous as a leopard. Even though he is wearing a terrifying mask, he does not give people the feeling of frightening terror, but exudes a strange temperament all over his body.

This person always gives Hyosung a familiar feeling.

The elf suddenly stood up and stood in front of Xiaoxing. A row of hard bushes grew around them, like a barrier, protecting the two of them.

But the bushes were quickly cut into pieces, and the terrifying mask jumped in front of him in an instant.The elf's light blue eyes became sharp, and countless vines grew out of his hands, and the sharp ends of the vines pierced the fangs like sharp arrows.

The god of death wearing a cold mask waved a sharp blade, the silver light flashed, and the cold air was pressing.The vine was cut off in the blink of an eye, and the sharp blade didn't stop attacking, and slashed straight at the elf.

There was a crisp sound when the sharp weapon collided, and sparks flew everywhere.At the critical moment, Xiaoxing drew out the silver sword to block the double blades cutting towards the elf.

"Run! Take him and run away!" Xiaoxing was obviously weaker than Fang Fang, knowing that he couldn't hold on for too long.He hoped that at least Yinyue and Wangchangkong could escape.They cannot be allowed to die because of themselves.

"No! I want to help Xiaoxing." Yinyue dropped the seeds on the ground, and vines immediately grew on the ground and entangled Fang Fang's feet.

But the latter didn't seem to care, and slashed the ground with a sharp blade, and all the vines were cut off.The double blades attacked Hyosung mercilessly.His speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see his movements, Xiaoxing resisted reluctantly and kept backing away, still getting several cuts on his body.

"Little Xing..." The elf let out a mournful cry, tears welling up in his blue eyes, and he yelled anxiously.

"Idiot! What are you doing in a daze, take him away!" Xiaoxing gritted his teeth, "If you don't obey, I will ignore you from now on!"

This trick is really tried and tested, the elf immediately silenced, helped Wang Zhangkong and reluctantly walked towards the exit of the atrium.After walking a few steps, he looked back at Xiaoxing, reluctant to part.

At this speed, he is probably dead, and the elves haven't even walked out yet.Xiaoxing really wanted to rush over and beat him hard, but unfortunately he couldn't do it now.

There was a sudden pain in the wrist, and the sword came out of his hand.Xiaoxing yelled in his heart.Looking up, he saw a flash of white light in front of him, and the double blades were already attached to his neck.Several thoughts passed through my mind, and those familiar faces kept flashing by.

Probably never see them again.He closed his eyes, waiting for the last moment.But death did not come, replaced by sweet and gentle music.The familiar and nostalgic melody lingered in his ears, Xiaoxing opened his eyes, and the pendant on his chest was exposed from his clothes at some point.

The sharp blade stopped just as it touched his neck, and the cold blade made Xiaoxing's hair stand on end.As if time stood still, the fangs stopped all movements and listened to the music quietly as if possessed.