Chapter 49 Slave

Pong~~

Xu Sijing, who turned off the light and only wrapped in a white bath towel, sat quietly at the window. She quietly lit a cigarette, and the starlight slightly illuminated the surroundings, trying to dispel the darkness.

The smoke is insignificant, and the smoke from the cigarette butt rises slowly, catering to the pale moonlight. It seems to be light and heavy, but the twisting back and forth is slowly rising...

She raised her head and looked at the bright moon in the night sky as if she was worried. She saw that tonight's blood was as red as fire, as if a terrible flame had infected the whole moon, full of strangeness that shouldn't be and gloomy that had never been.

Wow~~She slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke: "... It should start."

It was a boundary, almost transparent guarding Tang Jia, Xia Ya and the three shadow assassins who eventually appeared. The scope of the boundary is not very large. Except for Tang Jia's apartment, it is still in a normal state.

Xia Ya was guarding Tang Jia's door, and Tang Jia, who did not feel anything abnormal in the room, gradually fell asleep and seemed to sleep soundly.

Lin stood in the square of the community, the black blood hung on his back, and Lan Jing naturally held it in his left hand: "...Are you here?" He subconsciously clenched the blue crystal with a look of a little solemnity and seriousness.

Sure enough, with a few thumps, like the dull sound of stones entering the water, Lin saw that under the pale and desolate moonlight, several dark passages appeared a few meters above the sky, and then, in these troublesome passages, one after another, all kinds of monsters quietly crawled out with harsh ears. The roar and absolute desire...

Lin soon noticed that among these monsters, the only [slaver] with a human-shaped appearance aroused his interest. There is nothing wrong. The reason why these low-level monsters did not kill and devour each other, but stood side by side with a very regular basis. It is definitely the reason for the slaver. You know, the so-called slaver has the ability to manipulate monsters that are lower than themselves.

"...damn it!" Lin cursed secretly, because the slaver made these monsters extremely powerful and even more difficult. They were originally walking corpses who acted by instinct, and they didn't know what a group fight was. Obviously, because of the existence of the slave, it was inevitable for Lin to be beaten by the group.

He hates Wan Ruoxiang now. It's okay to gather the monsters together, and there is also a slave among them. Isn't it obvious that he wants to play with him to death? No, no, no, he can completely imagine it now. This is definitely Wan Ruoxiang's intentional work. That pervert, this kind of immoral thing is completely done.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy. He felt that after finishing this, he would definitely go to the hospital to pull out the bastard's oxygen tube (-.-!) Let him show off.

The idea is very good, but the reality is very ugly. After the slaver found that the apartment where Tang Jia was located was blocked by the boundary, he quickly noticed the existence of Lin. In fact, if it hadn't been for Lin's magic-injected blue bullet hitting his head, he would not have noticed this small human at all.

The magic bullet is not bad. The slaver may be careless, or it didn't expect that a bullet would be so powerful. The wound caused by the magic bomb not only did not mean to heal half. On the contrary, in the face of the strong self-recovery ability of the slaver, the magic left by the blue magic bullet quickly eroded, like dangerous sulfuric acid. However, after a while, the gray-colored facial skin of the slaver was corroded, revealing that it was already dry and withered. The blood vessels and rotting red tissue...

This is just the beginning. As the surface skin is eroded, the blue magic then devours the muscles and blood vessels inside. Then, the slaver's left cheek first reveals the white bones wrapped in some flesh and blood...

The scene is a little disgusting. You know, in the white bone, it is not the imaginary muscle, but maggots. One fat maggots after another swim back and forth in the depths of the bone. Because of the blue magic, the maggots that have gone deep into the bones fell to the ground one after another, and then the maggots piled up together, in the cold The oil mooring road was gradually weathered, and finally there was a pile of gray sand that could not even find the body...

The slaver seemed to care about these rotten maggots. At first, it became slightly panicked. He hurriedly covered most of the face that had been corroded with the skinny right hand, so that the maggots would not leave their bodies as much as possible. It's true, because of the appearance of the slaver's right hand, the maggots that had nowhere to hide quickly penetrated into the palm of their hands and finally crawled deep into the body through their fragile muscles. You can see clearly that under the lusterless and dead right-hand skin of the slaver, the slightly raised object is moving forward rapidly...

Then, a few seconds after the slaver protected his face, it felt something wrong and suddenly grabbed a spider-like monster around him. The blood basin opened to an incredible angle and bit off most of the body of the 'spider', but a few bites of things were the size of a normal person. The spider was bitten by the enslaved, leaving only a little remnant of limbs and a smelly blood.

For a moment, as the spider was swallowed up by himself, the slaver's face, which had just been eroded, quickly recovered, and soon appeared in front of Lin intact.

It looked a little angry, and its deep sunken little eyes stared at Lin: "...Oh!" It expressed its anger, followed by those monsters rushing madly to the little human who made it angry.

The monster came quickly, but for a while, there was only this dark monster in Lin's sight. But he looked a little calm. He slowly took off the black blood behind him and waved hard. Suddenly, several swords came out of the sword body and killed the monster that was already in front of him.

The result was not ideal. Lin's sword spirit was still too weak, but killing the first few monsters was exhausted, and finally dissipated. Then, the monster's offensive was like a rainstorm, and countless claws and tail needles came down head-on, straight to Lin's head.

But these monsters underestimate Lin, or that slaves should not regard Lin as too ordinary, thinking that they are just the 'cleaners' they have seen before. When it found this, Lin, who had just been surrounded by monsters, had already appeared beside the slave...

Then, a reverse knife, using his body to increase his strength, turned half a circle and directly cut through the slave's neck, making it easy to make his head different.

.................. With a wave of the dark red blood on the sword body, Lin carried the black blood on his shoulder. After a few steps, he stepped on the slaver's shocked head, and the blue crystal had been readed...

Then, in front of his contemptuous smile, with a harsh gunfire, the bullet that injected magic and glowed with blue light was like a burst bullet, which exploded most of the slave's head at such a close distance, like a fragile watermelon, splitting and splashing a few A rare drop of blood. It can be imagined that if the headshot is not a slave, but an ordinary person, the splashing blood must be all over the face of the forest, but because it is a slave, the blood has already dried up, and it is rare to splash a few drops of blood.

It skillfully shook the pistol, put it back on its waist, and made a 'V' gesture that he thought was handsome at the position in Tang Jia's room, as if it was within the boundary. He said to Xia Ya, who was standing in the window, "See, it's not a cow, and the brother with equipment is still very awesome.

At the window, Xia Ya, who quietly appreciated Lin's performance, shook her head. It's true that Lin's ability to kill the slaver in an instant made her a little surprised, but the problem is that the instant flash just now should consume more than half of Lin's magic power. Coupled with the burst magic bomb just now, he should not have much magic power now. If that's right, Lin can only fight hard instead of using magic skillfully.

Xia Ya also knows that it is a very reasonable choice for Lin to do this. Although he has consumed most of his magic, he also seems to have successfully killed the troublesome slaves. As long as the slaves fall, those monsters will be killed casually, and they will not rush up like just now, but should rely on Ben as usual. Be able to act and devour everything that can be swallowed.

Of course, they are gathered together because of the saint who is about to awaken, and they naturally instinctively want to devour the saint. But the reality is that they did not do so, but stopped in place as regularly as they were at the beginning, and did not become a plate of scattered sand because of the death of the slaves.

That's why Xia Ya shook his head. Lin, he still didn't understand where the slave was really terrible.

As expected, the body of the slave without a head quickly 'drilled' and lowered. When Lin found this, the 'gophers' that appeared from the soles of his feet easily stopped him. There was no choice but to protect the black blood in front of him to stop the two deadly giant claws.

Then, taking advantage of this gap, the slave's body was easily taken to the ground by the third 'gopher' and finally appeared in a group of monsters a few meters away.

Seeing this scene, Lin soon found that something was wrong. He wanted to stop it, but the two gophers were extremely troublesome and hindered him and made it very difficult for him to take every step. What's more annoying is that these gophers that can enter the ground seem to be very difficult to deal with. Lin has a strong feeling that he can't use. Every time, when he thinks he can give a fatal blow to the gopher, they can always easily hide into the ground and successfully avoid...

On the contrary, Lin, although the gopher's attack again and again did not cause any substantial damage, but after several times, he still suffered some minor injuries, especially the back. These gophers can always launch raids from an incredible angle, and the defense is relatively weak or even the back of a dead corner, which always makes Lin Wuxia take care of. You know, whenever he turned around to face the threat of his back, another gopher appeared very cleverly at this point in time. The solid claws were to catch a bloody mouth on Lin's back...

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