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Chapter 808 watchman, broken corpse

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    The moment the sense of crisis hit me, I saw the old man suddenly raised his hand, and the gong in his hand was thrown towards me viciously!

    The force of his throw was extremely strong, and amidst the whistling sound, the gong had already arrived in front of my face.

    I had been prepared for a long time, I turned sideways, and the gong hit the wall heavily, making a muffled "bang!"  Back, the old man stretched out his hand and squeezed it in his hand again.

    There was another "clang", and the old man hit the surface of the gong again with a gong hammer.

    "Xu Shi at dusk! When the human essence is exhausted!" His voice was sharper, more like a woman's voice, but the meaning of his words was extremely strange.

    I thought he would swing the gong, and I was ready to dodge again, and quickly thought about how to fight back.

    Unexpectedly, he did not swing the gong again. The moment he finished speaking, the room was extremely quiet and eerie.

    The female corpse on his back, the candle above his head was burning faintly, the flame trembled twice, from a thin strip to a burning cluster.

    What's even more strange is that I suddenly felt top-heavy, and the feeling of sleepiness began to erode my consciousness crazily.

    The old man's cloudy eyes were narrowed into a slit, and a sinister and terrifying smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

    I bit the tip of my tongue hard and woke up for a moment, but the drowsiness became stronger and my eyes were almost blurred.

    Shaking my head violently again, I knew I couldn't wait any longer, the female corpse that this man lit the candle was too fierce, it was a broken corpse.

    She is definitely not as good as Li Dunkong's murderous male gangster, but I am not proficient in witches' methods, so I can't tell what kind of broken corpse this female corpse is.

    Strongly withstood the tide of drowsiness, I bit the tip of my tongue hard, and took advantage of a moment of clarity to step forward.

    The ground pen in the right hand swept across the inkstone, and directly scratched at the top of the old man's head!

    No matter how fierce this broken corpse is, it still depends on bumping into normal people. If I put a suppressing evil talisman on this old man's door, this female corpse will be helpless!

    The old man backed up suddenly. Although he was bumped, his movements were more sensitive than ordinary old people, even faster than the strong young man.

    Before the drowsiness hit again, my movements were so fast that I broke through the limit. The moment he dodged, I was already in front of his face.

    The pen on the ground pressed down hard on the top of his head, and I sketched it quickly.

    However, the old man slammed the hammer on the gong again.

    His voice exploded in my ears more sharply.

    "It's the second watch at Haishi, and it's time for people to swim at night!" The moment his voice fell, I only felt that the feeling of drowsiness increased dozens of times in an instant, and my whole body was so stiff that I could hardly move.

    I only drew half of the evil spirit talisman.

    The old man's cloudy eyes stared straight at mine. He licked the corners of his mouth and put the gong in his waist. He raised his hand to touch my chin and lifted it up.

    "A good pair of skins, and a good pair of lamps." He said quietly.

    My body was stiff and unable to move, and my consciousness was on the verge of blurring. I bit the tip of my tongue again, and the moment I woke up, I spat out a mouthful of blood!

    With a puff, blood spit out all over the old man's face!

    The old man suddenly let out a shrill scream.

    The scream almost pierced my eardrums and echoed throughout the room.

    He stepped back a few steps, as if insane and demented, waving his hands wildly, scratching his face frantically.

    My body trembled involuntarily, and my mind suddenly cleared up. The feeling of being light-headed and my body was frozen suddenly disappeared.

    The body suddenly regained consciousness, and I stepped back a few steps. After being afraid, I was even more astonished. This mouthful of blood could actually cause this old man such pain?

    No, it's not the old man who suffers, but the female corpse?  !

    I noticed the female corpse on the old man's back. There were several blood holes on her face, which should be where my blood was splashed. The candle flame in the hole that was broken on the top of her head also became dim.  Little, as if it will go out at any time.

    There was a piercing pain from the tip of my tongue, and the smell of blood in my mouth. I resisted the shock in my heart, and quickly thought and analyzed in my mind. Could it be that Mr. Yin Yang's blood and Taoist blood have the same effect?

    Want to understand this, I did not even make the slightest pause, there is a saying called taking advantage of his illness to kill him!  If you don't do it now, God knows what else this female corpse can do?  !

    & nbsp; Three steps and two steps, I chased to the old man's door.

    He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were wide open, his face was ferocious, and he shouted in an extremely sharp voice: "You are courting death!"

    Suddenly, the old man clawed back fiercely, and even grabbed the female corpse, making an ear-piercing and sticky sound, and when he raised his hand again, he grabbed at me!

    Although the light was dim, what I saw was a lump of disgusting oil on his hands, as if he had scratched through the body of the female corpse and dug out a handful of human oil.

    I didn't retreat, but smashed his hand hard with the inkstone!

    With a "click", the old man's arm folded back strangely, I threw away the inkstone, and directly pressed his wrist holding the oil!

    At the same time, the ground pen in my right hand has landed on the top of his head, and the half of the evil-suppressing talisman that was just left was sketched in an instant!

    [The author has something to say]

    Luo Slowly: The suspense was written very slowly Today's update took 13 hours to write, which is different from the essence of urban fantasy, and it is almost exhausted.

    Everyone loves Yang Qingshan for his selflessness and grandeur, his superb Taoism, Blind Chen for his decisiveness and calmness, Uncle Wen for his boldness and boldness, and Liu Yu's curse for his awe-inspiring righteousness.

    Every character has its own shining points, and every role is indispensable. If Shiliu gathers all the shining points in one body, there will be no sense of expectation in itself.

    But he will work hard, make progress, and grow into a generation of yin and yang masters, which corresponds to the hexagram of Zhang Jiugua.

    Slowly working hard, forgetting to eat and sleep, hoping to get some favorite flowers and gold coins today.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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