The decent boss always wants to attack me

The decisiveness with which he quickly made a decision made the disciple of the Hundred Souls sect feel admiration in his heart.

If it were her, she would have to hesitate for a while, weighing whether there is a more suitable method.

Bai Qing was half-hanging in the air, and with a hook of his fingertips, those sharp swords merged into one again. When his figure appeared in front of the black fangs, his face was splashed by the foul-smelling saliva from the fat demon's mouth.

The smell almost killed him on the spot, and his movements froze for a moment. What he didn't expect was that this fat monster had a brain, his hands and feet couldn't keep up with his movements, and he knew how to attack him with the horns on his head.

When the horn was on his stomach, he heard Mo Cong's scream resounding through the sky.

"Master Bai!! Be careful!!"

my day.

Can you move a bit and stop watching the show next to you! !

Many eyes met on him at once, Bai Qing felt something was wrong, he was busy spinning and jumping in the air and turning his body for three and a half times, with a very harsh movement, he stood firmly on the sword very gracefully.

With a move in his throat, he swallowed the mouthful of blood, his expression was a little distorted, and the smell of iron in his mouth was very uncomfortable.

Then, Bai Qing showed a reassuring smile to his juniors.

This monster is too fat, even sitting on him can crush him to death, not to mention how powerful this horn is.

"Mo Cong, just like before, lead it to the side!"

Seeing that she finally moved, Bai Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

You must go in this time.

He held his breath this time, not being stunned by the fat monster's deadly tone, he quickly pulled out the sword from its fangs, and then swooped in.

"Bai Qing!"

The young master suddenly looked up at the black hole of the fangs at the last moment when he slipped into the sticky throat.

He opened his eyes wide and shouted at the people: "Go back!"

Chu Xiu was really crazy.

The young master's roar had no effect at this moment. When Chu Xiu came in, he stretched out his legs and kicked on the mouth of the teeth, and slid forward. In the blink of an eye, he was already at his side.

Bai Qing stretched out his hand to push him, and the spiritual power in his palm shone brightly in the dark red.

The wrist was grabbed by the man, Chu Xiu whispered: "Bai Qing, if you make a move, I will die outside."

The light went out.

"What are you doing here!? It will go crazy later, the people outside...uh...uh!!"

Before Bai Qing finished speaking, a huge suction dragged his feet down, and a lot of liquid secreted from the already narrow mouth, wrapping him in it.

He could vaguely hear the little ancestor calling him from above.

He couldn't tell whether it was the stench of rot or the smell of blood, and the feeling of falling told him that the fat monster was swallowing.

Surrounded by viscous liquid, he couldn't breathe, as if taking a breath, the cloudy liquid would be sucked into his lungs from the nasal cavity.

It's disgusting.

Bai Qing's fingertips moved, and the tip of the sword also trembled.

He felt like he was stuck in a ball of extremely tough resin and couldn't move.

The body's fall continued, and he was a little worried about Chu Xiu.

This little ancestor has a bit of eyesight, so don't follow him down! !

Bai poured his spiritual power and breathed with his body. The only air in the mucus could probably keep him falling to his stomach, but the further he went down, the more uncomfortable his body became. His clothes were sticky to his body, and his teeth were sore. few.

The young master had a grim expression on his face.

Damn, stomach acid.

There was a sound of '噗嗤' and the sound of flesh and blood being cut by a sharp knife.

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent shaking around, and I could feel the monster writhing crazily because of the pain, and the speed of sliding down was a bit faster.

Bai Qing couldn't speak, his face was flushed red.

He wants to curse.

A cold hand reached the back of his shirt and pulled him out of the mucus like a child.

The space for sliding down is much wider than in the throat. He heard the voice of the person next to him was a little dangerous, and the curve of his lips was not big, but every word carried a slight anger.

"Who let you jump in?"

The young master got angry and asked back: "Who told you to jump in? Who told you to hurt it with a sword? Do you know how much your every move will affect them?"

Bai Qing's questioning made his complexion turn cold again: "What do they have to do with me?"

The young master took in the breath and didn't let it out for a long time. He asked in a deep voice, "What did you say?"

Chu Xiu's fingertips clasped his shoulders tighter. In the darkness, no one could see anyone's face clearly, only the sound of gastric juice wriggling filled his ears.

After a long while, he finally slowed down his voice, leaned close to Bai Qing's ear, and whispered softly: "Master, I said whether this monster is dead or not has nothing to do with me."

His retreat did not make Bai Qing feel any better.

This is not the point he wants to express at all. If it is not a one-hit kill, wantonly attacking this monster in the body will only let it radiate its anger to the disciples outside, and he and Chu Xiu have both entered, and only Mo Cong is left. How to resist it?

He suppressed it several times before suppressing the anger in his heart: "Don't take any more random shots, there is a living person in the belly of this monster, let's talk about it when we see it."

Chu Xiu didn't answer him.

Bai Qing didn't bother to guess, and only exerted force on the soles of his feet, sliding down the esophagus along the foul-smelling mucus a little faster.

In fact, he was not sure that he could tear open the belly of the fat demon, but when he heard someone calling for help, he wanted to hurry in and get in.

Compared with breaking the thin scales from the outside, maybe the hope of coming in to save people is greater.

When he reached the bottom of his abdomen, Bai Qing was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The stumps of severed arms and fragmentary corpses form a huge meat ball, and there are many thick blood and flesh that have been half-corroded by acid and ooze out. Men, women, children, hands and feet are broken into various The distorted posture, the hideous and terrifying appearance, all of them are expressions of extreme fear.

The soaring stench penetrated from the skin to every cell of the body, eyes were scarlet, and some internal organs and intestines were falling off the corpse, with a 'click' sound, the roots of the unknown crimson organs were broken.

They were blood men emitting a stench, and even their clothes seemed to have been soaked in a bright red dye vat.

An eyeball just rolled down from the pile of corpses and landed at his feet.

Bai Qing was speechless, his heart and lungs were about to stop suddenly, and the soreness rising in his chest spread to his nose and throat.

Some people were chewed and swallowed, while others, like him, were swallowed directly and were dissolved by stomach acid until they were bloody and bloody. They watched their skin corrode into pieces and then peeled off from their bodies.

Those desperate screams came from this way.

His face may be ugly, it is ugly to see that Chu Xiu didn't care about the unhappiness just now, and stepped forward to hold his hand tightly.

The warmth from the palm made Bai Qing calm down a little.

Chu Xiu looked at him and said softly, "It's okay, I'm here."

His voice was the same as usual, giving Bai Qing the illusion that he was still at Qiwumen for a moment, and that familiar sense of security filled his heart again.

Bai Qing thought, he must be sick, otherwise how could he have an almost outrageous sense of dependence on Chu Xiu.

Sensing the gradually relaxing body of the person beside him, Chu Xiu's fingertips trembled slightly, resisting the urge to hug that person.

Bai Qing closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. The stench of internal organs successfully brought him back to his senses. He took a few steps forward, and the soles of his feet were like candied sweet potatoes, with a lot of soft and rotten flesh.

In the pile of corpses several meters high, Bai Qing saw a black head.

He was firmly caught in a pile of flesh and blood, and he couldn't tell whether the blood clots in his limbs were part of his body, but Bai Qing could clearly see that head moving.

The man raised his head, although his face was covered with blood, but the weak breathing, the sudden heavy inhalation, and the sudden light in his eyes when he saw him all told Bai Qing that he was not dead.

"Chu Xiu."

The people beside him responded.

They jumped up at the same time, the two sword lights intertwined, and the darkly glowing sword tip stabbed back and forth in the pile of flesh and blood, and the pile of corpses was instantly smashed to pieces.

This wringing stimulated the demon again, it seemed to start running, and the corpses immediately flew around.

After Chu Xiu rescued the man, he never took his eyes off Bai Qing, until he saw the man standing still, and then jumped to his side with the rescued man.

Two survived.

A child, an adult.

What Chu Xiu saved was a comatose man, and in his arms was a seven or eight-year-old child. When the child opened his eyes, the eyes were black and white, and his consciousness was clear.

"Big brother..."

Bai Qing hurriedly bent down, the child stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, the bloody hand shook weakly in the air, leaving a bloodstain on his face.

"Save...save him..."

He hurriedly said, "Don't worry, he's fine, we'll take you out right away."

The child was a little anxious, but his voice was already flustered, and his eyes began to lose focus, but he kept repeating a sentence.

"Save... him, save him..."

"Big brother..."

Bai Qing paused, didn't he mean that man?

"Save who? Who else?"

The child stared half-eyed, and finally passed out, with his index finger half-bent, pointing in one direction.

Just as Bai Qing was about to get up, he saw Chu Xiu put the man beside him, and went to sweep the pile of corpses again.

Dark blood stained his face, Chu Xiu stood in a sea of ​​corpses holding a sword, looked sideways at him, and said lightly: "There is no living person."

The young master nodded, with a solemn face: "Get ready to go out."

These words made Chu Xiu no longer have the slightest worries. The sword in his hand was extremely heavy, and the abusive sword intent even shattered a lot of the demon's dirty internal organs, turning them into a pile of new flesh and blood.

Bai Qing picked up the child, followed closely by Yu Jian, and the two of them worked together to poke a hole in the belly of the fat demon.

That's all, the fat demon is not dead, lying on the ground twitching.

The huge hole in its belly was completely exposed to everyone, as was the terrifying sight inside its chest.

"Young Master Bai!"

As soon as Mo Cong opened his mouth, the disciple beside him gave him a sideways glance, the cold eyes made people feel scared, she stopped for a moment, and rushed over to pick up the person they rescued.

When passing by the disciple, she heard a sentence floating out of the man's mouth.

The voice was very soft, but the tone was so cold that it was outrageous.

"Stay away from him."