Chapter 82 Five Poisonous Hands

The little demon understands very well that it is really very simple for the black bat's strength to kill the yellow finch. At this time, the situation is already very clear. If the black bat does not take the yellow finch as a hostage, his situation will become very passive, and it can even be said that it will become a desperate situation. With a small loss of skill and the little demon's poison, the black bat does not dare to be big. Brightly fights with two people, otherwise there is no need to make any dragon and tigers.

"If you dare to touch Brother Que, I will definitely kill you!" The scarlet in Xiaoduo's eyes did not fade. He said viciously that the boy who came out of the isolated village would definitely insert a knife in the ribs of the yellow finch who was willing to help his grandfather make a coffin. It's even more to kill people.

The black bat looked gloomy. He looked at Xiao Di and said coldly, "Kid, when are you still saying such harsh words?"

"I'm telling the truth!"

Xiao Di affirmed that in the eyes of the black bat, the scarlet in his eyes seemed to be better than before.

The yellow finch was pinched by the black bat and couldn't hold a word. If he could speak at this time, he would have cursed again.

The situation is very delicate and tense, and the black bat has only one purpose. Get "Thousands of poisons", otherwise, everything will be avoided.

"Little sister, brother, I know you are a deeply affectionate person. What's wrong? At such a juncture, can't you bear to part with the master's book? After watching it for so many years, it should be time to show it to my brother, don't you think? The black bat deliberately restrained his inner uneasibility and tried to pretend to be full of confidence. In fact, he knew that this move was right, but he was definitely trembling. In the last second, even he did not know what the result would be.

"Thousands of poisons are not on the body!" The little demon said coldly.

"Real?" The black bat's face was cloudy, and the black fingers were full of black gas. A trace of blood had come out of the skin at the throat of the yellow sparrow. After all, this boy was still a poisonous and invulnerable monster. If others were pinched like this by the black bat, the blood would not be red, but as black as ink.

The expression on the yellow finch's face is ugly and not poisoned, but the feeling of being pinched into the skin by nails is really uncomfortable.

"Little sister, my brother's patience is really not much!"

The black bat doesn't want to continue to pester. After all, there are three people on the other side, and their partners A Jin and Huang Qiuyan are already lying to the ground.

Xiaodiu didn't say anything, but just looked at the black bat. When the life of the yellow finch was guaranteed, he would not do it, but once the black bat really wanted to kill the yellow finch, then Xiao Diu would not care about it.

"Brother, you are an asshole!"

The little demon said lurely.

"Little sister, don't talk nonsense. I'll ask you for the last time. Do you want to give it?"

After saying that, the black bat seemed to be really impatient. The black hand tightened and the murder appeared immediately.

"Brother, do you think you can run if you kill him? Are you sure to leave under the eyes of both of us?

"I have no choice!" The black bat's eyes were cold, "Little sister, when the master was dying, he must have told you not to let me go, right? That "Thousands of poisons" is not in my hands, and I can't feel at ease. It's the same if it's you! Three, two..."

The black bat counts the countdown. If the little demon doesn't say anything, he will seek the next step plan. He is always deadlocked like this. His fists are difficult to beat the four hands, and a mistake will suddenly turn down. At that time, he will really be exhausted. .

"I'll give it to you!"

The little demon finally let go. As the black bat said, how could she not take care of such a thing as "Thousands of poisons"?

The little demon pulled away the small backpack he carried with him, took out a book with a black cover, and pulled it in his hand.

The black bat's eyes beat hotly. He has read this book many times, but he hasn't really finished reading it. What's more, there are some things in it that can't be understood all at once. Becoming the owner of "Thousands of Poisons" is what the black bat has dreamed of for many years.

"Give it to me, give it to me..." The black bat could no longer control his emotions, and its voice trembled. At this time, outside the duck shed, the shadow was also staring at the book "Thousands of poisons" in the little demon's hand. He could feel that his heart was beating rapidly.

"Rinto let people go first!"

The little demon said firmly, but always felt that he lacked confidence. After all, now all the initiative is in the hands of the black bat.

"Little sister, don't test your brother and my patience. If you don't trust me, can I trust you? I won't make it difficult for you, hand in hand in hand with people and hand in hand in hand!"

The black bat slowly let go of the yellow finch, with one hand holding the stinky boy's arm, but the other hand slowly put it on the back of the yellow finch. The dark fingertips were like a blade, which made the yellow finch feel a deep chill.

The yellow finch finally escaped from the claws of death and gasped fiercely. The little demon took the book in his left hand and slowly stretched it over.

"Little sister, don't play tricks on me!"

"Brother!" The little demon suddenly laughed, "I have to say that you are very cautious, but on the contrary, you are completely useless. What? I'll give it to you, but you don't dare to ask for it?"

As soon as the little demon finished his words, the black bat fiercely pushed the yellow finch, grabbed "Thousands of poisons" in his hand, and then hit it fiercely with a palm of his left hand. But at this time, the little demon almost shot at the same time, and his right hand attacked it like lightning. As soon as the two touched, they suddenly separated, and the black bat hair With a muffled hum, he shook his black robe, stepped on the pillar on the ground, passed through the beam, and broke through the roof of the cow felt and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

The dark shadow outside the duck shed tightened his eyes, moved his body, and disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Diu picked up the yellow finch and followed it. The little demon quickly stopped it, "Xiao Diu, don't chase it."

After saying that, the little demon covered his chest and sat on the ground, with a pale face and a cold sweat.

"What's wrong with you? Little demon!"

The yellow finch was not hurt much. For him, it was just a little skin, but he was really unwilling to let the black bat escape under everyone's eyes.

The little demon was held by the yellow finch and said word by word, "I'm poisoned, but he can't go there."

Black bat and little demon, both of them are actually looking for opportunities. Undoubtedly, they have the greatest opportunity when exchanging books, so both of them took action at the same time, and the situation has become the current failure of both sides.

The little demon stopped Xiao Diu from chasing. After all, Xiao Diu is not a yellow finch. Under the poison of the black bat, even if it wins, there is a considerable risk.

"Help me over!"

The little demon spoke and stared at Huang Qiuyan not far away. The woman didn't know when she had woken up from the panic and looked at the three people who were coming towards her step by step with a pair of frightened eyes.

"What do you want to do?"

Huang Qiuyan is really afraid. She also knows that getting into trouble with a person like a little demon is really in her hands, which is more uncomfortable than death. Now, she seems to know that without the strength to resist, she can only move her steps and keep moving closer to A Jin. After all, the feeling of huddled in her arms can always make people feel at ease.

And A Jin was hit hard by Xiao Di just now, and he hasn't recovered until now. Looking at the three people, he doesn't want to say anything more. He has the momentum of killing if he wants to kill.

In the final analysis, this guy is more or less temperamental.

The little demon slowly bent down and looked at Huang Qiuyan without blinking. The woman was already scared like a sieve.

"You, what the hell do you want to do?" In the face of the little demon, Huang Qiuyan even had no desire to resist.

"What do I want to do?" The little demon's face was in a cold sweat, with a sad smile, and deliberately or unintentionally slapped Huang Qiuyan's face fiercely, "Listen to me, don't touch Sister Zhang Zhuo, otherwise, you know what the result will be!"

After saying that, he gritted his teeth and went out of the duck shed with the help of the yellow finch and the little loser. In the corner of the duck shed, the snakes and rats were still fighting and smelly.

As soon as the little demon came out of the duck shed, he suddenly couldn't support it, and his whole body fell to the ground softly.

"Little demon, what's wrong with you?" The yellow finch is very anxious.

The little demon shook his head and said, "This bastard's poison is really powerful. Go to Uncle Zhao. The colorful centipede can relieve the poison on my body."

The yellow finch no longer delayed. Together with Xiao Diu, he helped the little demon to get to Buick. One by one, Buick let out a roar and rushed out from the intersection, from Donghai City to Qingcheng City. This journey was not short.

The black bat has already figured out the route to escape in his heart. Only then can he step on the pillar, pierce the beam, break the roof, and dodge as soon as he rush out of the duck shed. But he knows very well that he is also poisoned. The black bat is dead to suppress the toxicity. Now he dares not stay for a moment, and he tightly holds the book "Thousands of poisons" in his hand. What's the big deal about poisoning? As long as you don't die, this time it's a victory. For so many years, doesn't he just think about this book every day?

The black bat ran for six or seven miles in the suburbs, gasped, slowly stopped, took out a pill and put it in his mouth, and felt much better. To be fair, he actually admired the little demon. At a young age, he was not very much devoted to poison, but he could take action in an instant and hurt himself, but he also I understand that this time, the little demon is also very uncomfortable.

Both sides are injured, which seems to be a situation that has long been doomed.

The black bat looked at the terrain in front of it. As long as it has been running along the suburbs, it will not be afraid of the little demon to catch up. After finding a safe place and carefully detoxifying it, the future will be extremely unrestrained.

Thinking about it, suddenly, there was a sudden sound in a weed in front of it. A dark shadow rushed out quietly and attacked the black bat without warning. The black bat was shocked and retreated in a hurry, but the dark shadow came prepared and showed no mercy. It's almost a killing. I want to kill the black bat in an instant. In this way, I have the intention to kill, but I'm more afraid that the black bat has time to take action. After all, poison is impossible to prevent it, not to mention that the black bat is not an ordinary person.

Although he retreated, the black bat was always a step late. He staggered and resisted in a hurry. He was hit hard in the chest by the shadow. The black bat fell to the ground and jumped up violently. His left hand pulled "Thousands of poisons". His dark right hand threw out and gritted his teeth and launched an attack, while the dark shadow did not dodge and faced it. The black bat rushed over, and the black bat clearly saw that this guy's hands were dark, like ink, with a gust of fishy wind and collided with him in the blink of an eye.

What he used was also the 'five poison hands'.