Evil Doctor [Quick Transmigration]

The mucous membrane on the tip of the tongue opened inch by inch, and the pale eyeball covered with red blood vessels was completely exposed to the air, turning slowly.

The sharp and vicious gaze poured down on the spines of the players like ice water, chilling the bones.

Having just had some hors d'oeuvres, Grandmother God is in time for a big appetite.

Sticky and wet saliva was secreted from under the dense thorns, and it kept flowing down.

Sweetheart baby clicked his tongue, and looked at the tongue with disgust: "What a perverted look, she actually drools at Jing Ke..."

"Jing Ke, why don't you follow the God of Grandma and stay here as your grandfather."

"When the time comes, you can discuss it with her, let us go out, and continue to fight for the next dungeon, wouldn't it be great hahahaha..."

"Hehe." Jing Ke smiled coldly, "I'd better leave this kind of good job to you."

The grandmother god was only thinking about eating and filling her stomach, and she didn't hear their complaints at all.

After she locked the target, she didn't want to wait for a moment.

"Hmm... tender and smooth monks and Taoist priests... one bite at a time..."

"……he he he he he……"

The huge tongue circled around, bent into a bow in mid-air, and stabbed at Jing Ke with gusts of cold wind.

An He, who was lying on Jing Ke's back, had already opened the frame gun at some point. His back was already soaked in cold sweat, and the priest's robe stuck to his skin. The cold wind blew through him, making his heart feel cold.

The little face behind the sight was very pale, because of excessive tension and fear, he couldn't even feel the pain in his ankle.

An He rested on the trigger and his fingers kept trembling. He pursed the corners of his lips, and said to Jing Ke very seriously: "Although I believe we can solve it, I am a burden now."

"If there is an accident later, you leave me immediately and escape by yourself..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jing Ke sternly: "Shut up, why are there so many nonsense?"

"From now on, brother's life will be tied to you."

"Life and death are shared."

Sweetheart took two steps forward, patted An He's little butt, and raised her eyebrows: "Xiao Yaoer, what are you talking about?"

"With us brothers and sisters around, there's nothing to panic about."

"Just go ahead and practice your courage. If you don't beat me to death, I'll be the one!"

An He was taken aback when he heard the words, his dry eye sockets were slightly sore, and the trembling of his fingers stopped miraculously.

——Live and die together.

An He said silently in his heart.

There are so many reliable people standing behind him, so what's so scary about ghosts and monsters!

He held his breath, aimed at the huge eye, followed the trajectory of his tongue, moved the muzzle, and waited for the opportunity.

On the other hand, Jing Ke was patrolling around, quickly looking for a suitable escape route - if An He failed to succeed, Yun Shengbai and the others would definitely step up, and Jing Ke was mainly responsible for An He's safety.

Facts have proved that An He's dynamic vision is not fake. Even though the target is moving very fast, he still succeeded.

"Puchi-"

The bullet pierced the eyeball on the tip of the tongue and nailed it into the post behind it.

The bullet directly penetrated the entire tongue, and it was too late to turn over in the body, so the wound was very small.

Bright red blood and turbid tissue fluid oozed from the small wound, but the momentum of the tongue's attack did not weaken at all.

"No, the tongue is too big!"

"Such a small injury is neither painful nor itchy to Grandmother God."

A few drops of cold sweat dripped down Jing Ke's forehead, but there was no panic in his eyes. He stared at the giant snake-like tongue, predicting the direction of its attack.

After firing a shot, An Hao felt a strange sense of security in his heart. The fear on his face had long since faded away, and his eyes became colder, shining with a dangerous glow.

The delicate face was full of hostility.

"Does it hurt or itch..."

"Then open it a little bigger."

An He raised the corners of his lips slantingly, chuckled, and fired a few shots in rapid succession.

The recoil of this sniper was so strong that it made An He's mouth hurt.

The speed of the bullet is much faster than the tongue of the grandmother god.

Every shot was shot into the blood-red eyeball with incomparable accuracy.

As the distance increases, the destructive power of the bullet becomes stronger and stronger.

Soon, the eyeball was blasted out with a hole the size of a fist.

Flesh and blood flew across the sky, and a large amount of blood mist dispersed in the air, like a sudden bloody wind.

"Why hasn't it stopped, doesn't it feel pain?!"

The bullet only hindered it a little, and the attacking speed of the giant tongue slowed down a lot, but it didn't stop.

Jing Ke's face turned pale.

An He's expression was not very good either, he gritted his teeth: "I'll try it with a dum bomb and smash it to pieces!"

But he didn't have time to change the bullet, and the giant tongue was already approaching him.

Followed by it, there was also a ferocious wind, a strange coldness rising from the ground, and the chill went straight to the heart.

An Hao's hands were shaking violently, and before he had time to change the bullet, he picked up the gun and was ready to shoot.

"The dungeon progress bar is only halfway through, save your bullets."

A calm and clear voice sounded from behind.

An He took the time to look back, and found that Bai Ze, who was standing behind just now, had disappeared.

"Zheng-"

The sound of the birth of the sharp blade resounded in the sky.

An He's heart jumped to his throat, and he quickly turned his gaze back.

"Shhhh-"

The sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh and blood suddenly sounded.

The awe-inspiring sword energy instantly suppressed the Yin wind.

Immediately afterwards, a large piece of flesh and blood exploded in front of his eyes. Warm and viscous blood and an unknown liquid splashed over An Hao's head and face. The strong smell of blood almost made people suffocate.

However, with An He's dynamic vision, which is different from ordinary people, he still couldn't catch anything.

An He raised his sleeve to wipe the blood on his face, narrowed his eyes, and looked carefully again.

I saw a slender figure standing a few meters away, the sharp sword in his hand was piercing the eyeball of the struggling tongue, the thin sword was covered with blood.

The other half of the tongue was like a crazy giant snake, writhing in mid-air in pain, before falling to the ground after a while, and quickly retreated into the blood spring.

Drag a bloody path on the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhh-"

A burst of horrifying howls sounded suddenly, each more shrill and louder than the last.

"It turns out that she doesn't feel pain...it's just that the reflex arc is a bit long."

"And, my attack is not brutal enough."

An Hao muttered to himself with a look of sudden realization.

"Master Ze, you didn't say hello this time!"

"My new clothes have been ruined again..."

Little Sweetheart wiped the blood off his face with a small handkerchief, and yelled at Bai Ze.

"That... puppet... puppet... seems to be bleeding!!"

The burly man suddenly grabbed Sweetheart's sleeve and yelled.

Little sweetheart looked up, and sure enough, she found that the red veil hanging on the puppet's face was soaked with blood.

Blood dripped along the red gauze, dyeing a small piece of exposed "skin" red.

Because the puppet is wearing red clothes, it is not easy to spot.

But the strong man couldn't help but peek at the puppet, so he soon noticed something strange.

Little sweetheart stared at the puppet, touched the sharp chin, and had a guess in his mind: "Could it be..."

"—it hurts—it hurts—"

"—unforgivable—unforgivable

The blood in the blood spring churned again, and the grandmother god let out a roar of fury, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

A large amount of dust fell from the roof, and the entire temple shook violently.

"Is she going to demolish her own house? No way..."

"The price is so high."

Sweetheart frowned choked by the dust, threw away the blood-stained handkerchief, and shrugged.

"Stop talking nonsense, work."

After Yun Shengbai patted Sweetheart on the head with the fan, he unscrewed the fan.

"You... you actually injured the grandmother god!"

"We will all die here!!"

"We can't go to Paradise!! It's all your fault!!"

The villagers finally reacted from the sudden accident, and they were suddenly panicked.

Their foreheads were bloody, their heads and faces were covered with blood, and there was an expression of despair and fear on their faces.

One by one stared at the ten players with bloodshot eyes.

Almost tore them apart with venomous eyes.

"Run--run--it's too late--"

"Don't run - if you run, you will be dragged to hell!!"

I don't know who shouted heartbreakingly:

"Kill them! Only by killing them can Grandmother God calm down and we can survive!!"

"Kill! You should kill!!"

The villagers stood up one by one, picked up the harpoon hanging on the wall, shouted loudly, and rushed towards the ten players.

In order to survive, they have lost their minds.

Black scales began to appear on their skins, and their mouths became bigger and bigger, revealing the black Haloxylon's throat hole and several rows of dense and sharp teeth.

The eyes gradually became scarlet.

No different from evil spirits.

Yun Shengbai took a few steps forward, twirling the folding fan in his hand, several false and solid fan bones shot out like lightning, piercing through the hearts of several villagers.

"They may have been infected by the blood on the ground, and they have begun to turn into fish."

"Guan Ju, let's go first, give the newcomers weapons for self-defense, and teach them briefly."

Having experienced two battles together, after observing the present, Yun Shengbai is sure that these four newcomers can be trusted.

"Okay!" Guan Ju responded, and efficiently carried out the tasks assigned by the captain.

Soon, all four newcomers got their pistols.

As a law-abiding, good older citizen who has never been a soldier, this is the first time the strong man has touched a pistol, and now he is very disturbed and his hands are shaking violently.

He felt that the gun in his hand weighed several tons and was about to crush him.

"Can you really shoot..."

The strong man wiped his sweat and asked tremblingly.

Sweetheart laughed loudly: "Go, drive to the edge of the city!"

Guan Ju glared at Little Sweetheart, and quickly drew out the long knife:

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

"Leave the monster killing to us. If your life is in danger, just shoot according to the method I taught you."

"In the game, anyone who threatens his life can be killed."

"Don't be soft-hearted, or you will die yourself."

"Don't panic, we're here."

"Just be careful not to go off fire."

Little sweetheart threw out a long whip, hooked a fish-like villager's neck, and strangled it hard

The head of the fish, fish, man, and man was snapped off with a snap, and fell to the ground.

The little sweetheart withdrew the playful smile on his face, kicked the crippled body away expressionlessly, and said to the strong man, "You have to remember, this is just a game."

After turning into a fish, the fighting power of the villagers doubled several times, but they couldn't hold back the players' strong manipulation skills.

This wave of mobs was quickly wiped out.

But instead of weakening the shock on the ground, it became more and more intense.

"Look!" Chen Si almost jumped up and screamed, "The painting on the ground is moving!"

Little Sweetheart tilted her head in doubt: "The whole ground is moving..."

Chen Si pointed to the ground stiffly, his pupils trembling in fear, and he squeezed out each word out of his throat: "Not that kind—not that kind of movement."

——The Ukiyo Hyakki-e, drawn with blood, is exuding a strange red glow, and ghosts of various shapes in the painting are slowly squirming, staring at the players on the ground with half-smiles.

"...so fragrant...so hungry...so hungry..."

"...I want to eat small intestines, small hearts, small hands... I'm so hungry..."

"...and small kidneys and small livers..."

"Crack - crack -"

There was a terrifying continuous cracking sound from the ground, and weird hands or claws broke out of the ground.

Sweetheart's eyes showed a bit of surprise, she stepped on a ghost hand protruding from the ground, gently raised the corners of her lips, and asked considerately: "Hungry ghost, do you want a earth frame?" ?”