He hasn't been a sister-in-law for many years

Lu Xingzhou knew that Jing Cong would not be caught without a fight like he appeared on the surface, but he did not expect that he would dare to attack him in front of Shi Yinyu.

The moment he fell down the passage, he raised his hand and threw out the bone whip, trying to grab the floor to stop the fall, but the bramble directly pierced through the floor.

He even felt that the tip of the bone whip touched Shi Yinyu's fingers, but it still didn't help.

His body fell rapidly from the high passage, Lu Xingzhou's head went dark, and seeing a figure jumping down from above, he couldn't help shouting: "Be careful..."

Jing Cong tightly covered his mouth.

Lu Xingzhou clasped the back of Jing Cong's neck with his backhand, pulled it down hard, turned over with his strength, and pressed his knee heavily on his lower abdomen, while he was throbbing in pain, he broke free and reached out to grab the wire rope next to him.

However, in the blink of an eye, the thorny thorns quickly wrapped around the wire rope. Lu Xingzhou had no time to stop, and his palm was instantly bloodied by the thorns.

"I advise you not to struggle needlessly." Jing Cong smiled sinisterly, stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked away a drop of blood dripping from his lips, stretched out his arms to hug Lu Xingzhou, and dragged him down.

The two are about to be smashed to pieces.

A large group of vines suddenly rushed up from the ground, enveloping the two of them in an instant, and flung them out of the elevator a second before landing.

Lu Xingzhou broke through the vines with the Luo Jiahuo, and rushed back regardless: "Shi..."

"You should take care of yourself first!" Jing Cong's voice came from behind.

More than a dozen thorns flew towards Lu Xingzhou's slender waist and dragged him back.

Lu Xingzhou felt that the scene in front of him flickered, and he had been thrown into a strange place by the flying thorns, and the stench of rotting corpses hit his face. He covered his mouth and nose, and looked around intently.

The more I look at it, the more frightened I feel. The ground of Maolin Building has been occupied by wild and long roots. The main root is climbing on the dense support piles. A "cocoon" woven by fine roots.

It is from these "cocoons" that the stench comes.

Lu Xingzhou looked down at his waist and abdomen. His thin shirt was cut by thorns, and there were more than a dozen bloodstains oozing out, bleeding out continuously. He has always been able to bear the pain, and the wound healed quickly, so this is not a serious injury. No big deal, but it bothered him.

He took out the lighter and really wanted to burn this damn place down.

Even though the entire Maolin Building was already a demon den, if it were to be simply and rudely set on fire, it would be difficult to write a closing report later on. He could even imagine the ghosts of those gangsters talking nonsense when they were out of the game.

Staring at the jumping flames and thinking twice, Lu Xingzhou just silently lit a cigarette.

I don't know if Shi Yinyu is around here, the Luojia fire is also known as the fire of burning sinners in hell, maybe he will be burned together.

The little monster didn't know what he did in the prison, and he was able to get out of prison early, but he couldn't escape and put on the bracelet. With his remaining strength, when he met the Luojia fire, he would definitely turn into a barbecue.

Lu Xingzhou put the lighter in his pocket, completely giving up the idea of ​​setting fire, since he didn't bring cumin.

He picked up the bone whip and whipped it forward. The bone whip was as hard as fine steel. With one whip, more than a dozen tree roots were broken, and a root cocoon fell off, revealing the half-decomposed corpse inside, and the stench came out.

Glancing at the corpse, Lu Xingzhou was about to curse, and saw countless roots plunging into the corpse, like germinating Cordyceps sinensis—the grandsons of Linbu actually used the corpse as a culture medium to nourish their own huge root system?

He held his breath, half-kneeled on the ground, drew a talisman in the air above the corpse, pushed it with his palm, the talisman turned into a solid body, and fell into the corpse with flames. The roots that entered the corpse shrank quickly, as if they wanted to run away, but before they could get out of the corpse, they were burned to ashes.

With a wave of his palm, Lu Xingzhou took the flames into his palm, and slowly slid over the corpse to remove the residual evil in his body. He murmured, "Rest in peace."

After finishing all this, he looked up, his face darkened, and he saw countless root cocoons hanging on the root system wherever he looked.

He whipped more than a dozen whips violently, cut a passage in front, stepped forward, put down the cocoons one by one, and disposed of the corpses inside.

There are people, there are demons, and there are even demons. Shi Yinyu is right, and the grandsons of the forest department are really not taboo.

This place is too big, Lu Xingzhou didn't know how many of them he had dealt with, he stood up tiredly, took out a pocket watch, flipped open the cover, and there was a compass inside, and the pointer was spinning crazily.

Is there a problem with the magnetic field, or is there a lot of resentment here?

The whole space was silent. Lu Xingzhou gathered his spiritual consciousness, but found that he couldn't hear any other sound except the sound of tree roots breaking under his feet.

Is it another illusion?

He scratched his middle finger with his nails, popped out a drop of blood, then smashed it into a blood mist, and launched it around.

The blood mist disappeared.

What's weird?

He has practiced for many years, and his blood contains the power to subdue demons. When he comes into contact with the surrounding demons, even if the power contained in the blood droplets is too small to completely eliminate the demons, there will be an impact, and he will feel the boundary of the illusion.

But why did it disappear?

As if being swallowed by something in the air.

devour...

Lu Xingzhou was startled suddenly. He lowered his head and looked at the wound on his waist and abdomen. Only then did he realize that the wound hadn't healed after such a long time and was still bleeding continuously.

He looked back to see where he came from, and the blood dripping on the roots disappeared, as if absorbed by the roots.

These roots will absorb nutrients from the corpse, absorb blood, and even... Lu Xingzhou felt that he was much more tired than usual, he grabbed his shirt in vain and wiped the wound, and a bold guess floated in his mind-these The roots are absorbing energy.

The decay of the corpse is a process of decomposing organic matter to release energy, and the blood also contains energy, and every time I swing the bone whip to cut off the roots, I also hit my demon-subduing power on the roots.

While the roots are receiving force, they get the energy transferred from themselves.

Lu Xingzhou raised his head, looked at the intricate root system above his head, and suddenly realized that he was actually no different from those cocoons, he had been wrapped in huge roots and turned into a culture medium.

What on earth is Jing Cong doing?

No matter what he was doing, this man must never stay any longer.

Lu Xingzhou took a deep breath, cheered himself up, concentrated his strength to his fingertips, and drew a magic-subduing talisman in the air.

The talisman was extremely complicated. When the last stroke was drawn, Lu Xingzhou was already exhausted. Looking at the magic-subduing talisman that was quickly dissipating, he murmured: "A certain little monster, you better not be nearby..."

He took a deep breath, wiped the wound with the palm of his hand, soaked in blood, and slapped the devil-subduing talisman hard.

A second before his palm was about to be slapped on the Demon Subduing Talisman, the image of going to prison to persuade Shi Yinyu to surrender suddenly appeared in his mind. At that time, he was extremely uncooperative and suffered all kinds of punishment. He also grinned and said with a smile, "It's good that you're fine..."

Lu Xingzhou's heart trembled, and he suddenly withdrew his palm that was slapping on the Demon Subduing Talisman.

The opportunity was fleeting, and the magic charm drawn with spiritual power quickly dissipated in the air.

Suddenly there was a strange sound in his ear, Lu Xingzhou turned his head away, and in the next second, an extremely strong air wave rushed from the side, blatantly breaking a big hole in the gnarled roots.

Shi Yinyu rushed over.

"My beloved wife~~~~~~~"

The voice is loud and full of confidence, and it seems that he has not suffered much.

Lu Xingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, stabilized his precarious body, and looked at Shi Yinyu who was standing in front of him with a sudden brake.

Shi Yinyu rushed over, wanting to give him a big hug, but stopped abruptly a second before touching him, stroked his chest, and said with concern: "This ghost place is so scary, I came from that As soon as I came out of the dark elevator passage, there were eight dead people hanging in front of me, which scared me...Damn it, are you injured?"

"Small injury, accidentally punctured by a thorn." Lu Xingzhou looked at Shi Yinyu intently, "Are you not injured?"

"I have suffered a great mental injury." Shi Yinyu frowned and looked at Lu Xingzhou's bleeding wound, and narrowed his eyes, "The thorns of that bastard thing are poisonous, let me help you deal with it."

As he said that, Shi Yinyu knelt down on one knee, tore off the blood-stained shirt, and leaned over to lick the wound with the tip of his tongue.

Lu Xingzhou felt his scalp go numb, and pushed him away reflexively.

Shi Yinyu was suddenly overturned by him.

Lu Xingzhou moved faster than his mind, and only after he finished pushing did he start to regret it. He pulled him up with some embarrassment, and explained: "A small injury, you don't need to deal with it."

"I'll suck out the toxin for you," Shi Yinyu licked the corner of his mouth, tasted the sweet taste of blood, which made him excited physically and mentally, wishing he could swallow the man in front of him. He stared at Lu Xingzhou's handsome face , said calmly, "Your wound is bleeding all the time to create opportunities for him to continue absorbing your strength."

"Is he really absorbing power?"

"If I'm not wrong." Shi Yinyu scratched his fingertips, pulled a root hair casually, crushed the cortex, and put the exposed vascular column on the wound. In an instant, the tip of the vascular column sucked ferociously. There was red blood.

Lu Xingzhou reached out and knocked down the root: "Don't use yourself as an example, what is the thorn bush absorbing so much power for?"

"Then I don't know." Shi Yinyu spread his hands, and seized every opportunity to slander other monsters, "The gang of Linbu like to do things that challenge public order and good customs, unlike our Shanbu, which is clean and hygienic, and civilized. Those who have not received education in the core socialist values ​​will not be able to do so.”

Lu Xingzhou smiled, raised his eyes and looked around, the densely packed roots seemed boundless and completely endless, he said softly, "How is your health now?"

"Seven times is fine."

"...Fuck you!" Lu Xingzhou cursed, took out the lighter, rubbed the grinding wheel again and again, ignited the flame and then extinguished it, and said slowly, "I mean, if I Naluojia burned this ghost place, can you keep yourself?"

Shi Yinyu paused, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "It's better not to be so simple and rude."

It seems impossible to keep.

Lu Xingzhou put away the lighter.

"You don't need to do this little magic trick yourself." Shi Yinyu said, breaking off a thick old root, knocking it on the palm of his hand, and said with a smile, "Leader, remember our vegetable garden ?"

"do not remember."

"Hey!"

"Hey what, who is we?" Lu Xingzhou glanced at him, and said angrily, "Why don't I remember that there is a vegetable garden."

"Didn't you have a garden? You said that poisonous flowers and weeds are easy to pollute the environment, and people pulled out kohlrabi..."

"..." I think you look like a turnip.

Shi Yinyu said earnestly: "Back then, you didn't work hard, and you didn't know the five grains. When you touched your mouth, you remembered what came out. In the vegetable garden, digging, loosening the soil, sowing seeds, and watering... all depended on me. Work hard alone."

Lu Xingzhou looked up at the sky: let's burn this product with a fire, and recognize it without cumin.

"A great man once said that the realization of the ideal depends on our hard work. The great man is worthy of being a great man." Shi Yinyu circled around and finally got down to business, "During labor, my husband has learned a unique skill. ,That is--"

Lu Xingzhou looked at him curiously.

"Magic breath herbicide!" Shi Yinyu yelled, holding the old root in his left hand and raised it horizontally, quickly drew a symbol on the root with his bloody fingertips, and then clasped his hands together heavily, and the old root was as thick as a wrist in an instant It turned into powder and shot around.

"Don't play tricks, it's useless, these roots will absorb the force you hit them..." Before Lu Xingzhou finished speaking, his voice disappeared quietly.

I saw those roots shrank one after another as if they had been exposed to severe poison, and the fine fibrous roots farther from the main root dried up and died directly.

A few minutes later, the taproot seemed to have finally realized the danger of extinction, and began to hide back. The huge root system retreated together, driving the change of the surrounding environment, and stirring up a rapidly shrinking vortex somewhere above the head.

"He wants to escape!" Shi Yinyu called.

"I can't run." Lu Xingzhou raised his hand, and the bone whip shot out quickly, entangled the main root, and bit it like a white snake. He picked up Shi Yinyu, grabbed the bone whip tightly, and borrowed the strength of the main root to withdraw , jumped up, and with a sharp chop with his long legs, he directly split the clump of roots in half. The person had already used his strength to rush into the vortex first.

"哐..." There was a muffled sound, the skull bowl fell down, a dozen gemstones were knocked off, and scattered all over the ground. The brambles rushed forward to pick up the skull bowl, checked it inside and out, and put the skull bowl back into the brambles carefully. In the cage, he turned his head and looked at the uninvited guest at the door with a gloomy expression.

"I didn't expect you to break my magic circle so quickly."

Lu Xingzhou tore off Shi Yinyu who was tightly clinging to his body, turned to look at Jing Cong, and said indifferently: "Shi Yinyu broke it. If you dare to activate the magic circle in front of him, you should know what will happen."

"As expected of the leader," Jing Cong mocked, "Having been restricted to [-]% of his power, the coercion in the devil's breath can still shake these wastes to flee."

He grabbed the roots beside him.

The roots let out a mournful cry, and quickly dried up and shattered in his palm. The other roots that escaped from the ground trembled and retreated quietly.

Jing Cong's face was gloomy, and he tore off the entire root system with a cold face.

Lu Xingzhou's eyes tightened, and he saw the bush connected to the root system. Judging from the shape of the leaves, it should be a newly grown young thorn bush. bed.

A man was lying on the bed.

With his eyes closed, he lay quietly on the bed made of thorns, with a peaceful expression, as if he had just fallen asleep and was still dreaming a sweet dream.

Lu Xingzhou stared at the man's face, and a name came to mind: "Bai Lingxi?"