Chapter 1301

The twelve zodiac animals are not on the right track, and people are shabby. Not to mention, even the weapons used in tearing and forcing are not common 18 weapons, just like two retractable steel claws used by mice.

The arm length of the steel claw is only about 30 cm, but it can suddenly grow another 30 cm when used. It is very good for the hero who fights with the mouse to suffer in front of this strange weapon in the outer door. The light one will be torn off a piece of meat, and the heavy one will be caught and rotten.

It is with this pair of steel claws that the mouse broke into the name of promise, which is also known as ghost seeing sorrow.

Ghosts will worry when they meet him -- but Mobei won't.

When it comes to deception, it seems that no one can compare with people from the dark world. Even if Mobei's experience in all aspects is too young compared with that of mice, it's time to call him a grandfather, but when it comes to playing deception when pinching, mice must at least call others' aunts.

Seeing that Mobei was forced to turn upside down by Kunlun, the mouse that had been swimming outside thought that he had waited for the opportunity again. He jumped up with a sharp drink, and his two steel claws tore at her head and feet.

The mouse thought that even if he couldn't finish the attack, he could scratch her and make her unable to cooperate with yamahara EMI.

Therefore, when tearing to the north of the desert, the mouse's withered face still showed a ferocious smile, making him look like a despicable man who succeeded in a conspiracy.

Generally speaking, the end of despicable people is not good. The greater feature is that when they think they have succeeded in plotting against others, they not only failed, but also suffered a heavy blow.

Just like the current mouse, seeing that Mobei can't hide, he will die under his sharp steel claws -- something incredible happened to him: Mobei turns around like a snake, and will avoid in the narrow gap between the two steel claws. While landing, he opens the left steel claw and extends forward.

Then the mouse uttered a painful groan: the short knife in the north of the desert stabbed him in the left rib from an angle he never dreamed of.

Fortunately, Kunlun waved his knife to save him in time, forcing the north of the desert to avoid the edge temporarily. The mouse took the opportunity to roll over and get out of the distance. It was a disaster.

However, Kunlun was distracted to save him, but yamahara Baidai seized the opportunity. The long knife just opened was lifted to her lower abdomen from bottom to top. No matter how fast she dodged, her right leg could not be avoided from being cut with blood.

This is the fourth injury Kunlun suffered after the joint efforts of yamahara Baidai and Mobei. Although these wounds are not fatal, there is blood flowing out after all.

Blood is the power source of spiritual strength. When there is too much blood loss, no matter how powerful Kunlun is, either leave the twelve zodiac animals when she still has physical strength and escape alone (if she wants to escape, even if yamahara and EMI work together, they don't want to leave her), or fight to the end and finally hate the mountains.

According to Kunlun's character, she will never escape, even if the twelve zodiac and others are not present.

This is what yamahara and EMI want, so they just use more and more tacit cooperation to fight Kunlun. They never fight head-on. They just want to consume her strength and wait for her to launch the sharpest attack when she loses too much blood, so they can succeed in one fell swoop at that time.

Even Yan could see the "drag down tactics" adopted by yamahara and EMI. After lifting the mouse from the ground, he roared: "find a way quickly. If this continues, Kunlun iron will die! What about your companions? Why haven't they come yet? Where has he died? "

In a hurry, those who used to be as elegant as Yan and casual began to swear.

"Fang Shao, Fang Shao is entangled by Ye Mingmei."

The mouse with his left hand pressed on the wound under his rib and said with a bitter smile: "it will take some time for my people to find here. After all, the current environment is too complex, and the heavy rain has cut off the transmission of sound. What's more, even if all my people came, it didn't seem to play any role except to distract Kunlun. As you saw just now, I -- "

Yan didn't hear what the mouse said later. He only asked after a silly moment, "you, who did you say was entangled by leaves?"

"Ye Mingmei."

When the mouse said Ye Mingmei's name again, yamahara Baidai suddenly gave a pleasant laugh. He quickly looked over there and found that Kunlun's left leg had been cut by Mobei again. Under the snow-white light, bones could be seen. The corners of his mouth jerked a few times and murmured, "can't Kunlun die here?"

"Leaves, bright leaves?"

Yan looked at it at random, but then turned her attention back again, shook the mouse's shoulder, and asked in a dumb voice, "you say, is Ye Mingmei entangled in the surrounding area?"

"Yes."

The mouse lowered his head, tore off a piece of clothes and wrapped it around the waist wound quickly. This is ready to do it again.

Even if he knew that he was distracting Kunlun and didn't help, he couldn't care. After all, he couldn't watch her be nibbled by the enemy bit by bit.

Not only did he think so, but even Qian Monkey King and Qinglong thought so. They were biting their teeth to get up. I hope God can help Kunlun for their good deeds in the future.

As long as we can help Kunlun, even if their five brothers and sisters die here today, it's worth it.

It's a pity that God may be sleeping now -- except that the green dragon with a big blood mouth on his shoulder can stand up, even the mouse has to be supported by Yan at will in order not to collapse to the ground.

In their current state, how can they help Kunlun?

Yan casually, but as if she didn't see them trying, she just stared at the dark night in the direction of Lihua mountain and murmured, "Ye Mingmei, isn't Ye Mingmei dead? She, how did she come back to haunt the surrounding area? "

"Ye Mingmei is not dead. She hides in the dark path under Lihua mountain - Qinglong, what are you going to do?"

The mouse, who was randomly supported by Yan, just explained here, suddenly shook and drank violently.

When they were struggling to get up, they all saw that Qinglong had stumbled and rushed to the battle regiment. Originally, they thought he was going to help Kunlun, but they found that he took out a sharp knife from his arms, waved his right hand and cut off his own little finger of his left hand.

It's like cutting someone else's fingers. Qinglong doesn't feel the slightest pain. He actually fills it in his mouth, squeaks and bites down half of it, and takes it out and hands it to the north of the desert. Ge Ge laughs strangely: "come, good granddaughter, Grandpa invites you to eat ice sugar gourd, which is delicious!"

The Yan, who was frightened by the mouse's interruption of drinking, looked back and saw this scene.

What would it feel like to see someone cut off his finger, put it in his mouth and chew it like a radish, and then pass it to others to eat?

So what does Yan feel now.

Mo Beibei and others, who were fighting like lanterns, ignored him.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to attack, yamahara and EMI regard him as a tree. Even if they can chop him to death with a knife, they don't care about him -- at this time, if they take the initiative to greet Qinglong, they will be distracted, affect the tacit cooperation between the two sides, and let Kunlun seize the opportunity to fight back.

After seeing that no one paid attention to him, Qinglong was very unhappy. When he threw half of his finger into his mouth and chewed, he raised his left foot, took off his shoes, exposed his dirty left foot full of mud and water, and waved his right hand -- two toes were cut off

With a copy of his hand, Qinglong connected the two toes falling to the ground in his hand. With an idiot smile on his face, he picked up one and threw it into his mouth. When he chewed it, he handed the other one to yamahara Baidai: "good granddaughter, if you come to eat grandpa's sugar gourd, Grandpa will be angry!"

Seeing the green dragon eating his toes and fingers raw, Yan couldn't stop pumping at the corners of his eyes at will, and his stomach was more unspeakably uncomfortable. He quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth and asked, "what's the matter with him -- crazy?"

Sister Ma, sitting on the ground with her back against a tree, said in a cold voice with unspeakable sadness: "he is not crazy. He wants to use this disgusting and bloody way to block the two ghost women, hoping to divide their hearts and reduce the pressure on Kunlun."

"Hehe, he is imitating the crazy Taoist in the story of relying on heaven to kill dragons. In order to save Zhang Wuji, who is struggling with several elders of Shaolin Temple, he mutilated himself with a knife to divide the hearts of several elders."

After all, the mouse is the eldest of the twelve zodiac animals. He soon saw which one Qinglong was going to play. In his sad laughter, he had an obvious cry: "where does he know? Now there are only opponents in the eyes of Kunlun three?"

The mouse is right.

Now, whether it's yamahara Baidai or Kunlun, they have shielded everyone from the outside world. There are only enemies in their eyes and hearts. Let alone Qinglong eats his toes. Even if he buckles his eyes and cuts off his head as a ball, no one will care about him.

The sharp pain from his hands and feet made Qinglong more and more crazy. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it on his face and laughed wildly: "ha ha, ha ha, good granddaughter, you don't want grandpa's ice sugar gourd. Grandpa, I'll give you two glass balls to play with!"

"Qinglong!"

Sister Ma and others hissed at Qi Qi, hoping that he could regain his reason and realize that his sacrifice was of no use to Kunlun.

Just like the Kunlun three, there are only enemies in their eyes and hearts. Qinglong has completely entered the magic barrier. He can't hear others' roar. He is determined to buckle his eyes and eat them to disgust Mobei.

In the wild laughter, Qinglong threw away the knife, pointed the middle finger of his right index finger like a sword, and stabbed his left eye!

"Qinglong!"

The mouse suddenly pushed Yan away, and he was about to jump over, hoping to stop the green dragon's madness in time -- suddenly, a faint whistling sound came from the depths of the forest, just like a long dragon winding in the pouring rain, accompanied by the crisp ring of the bell.

The light whistling sound, the crisp but seemingly nonexistent ring tone, like the Sanskrit sound of Buddhist secondary school to restrain crazy demons, reminds people of the bright sunshine tearing dark clouds. They can't help looking up and calming down.

The two fingers of Qinglong's right hand had touched his left eyelid and stopped. Huoran looked up at the direction of the howling and asked, "who is it?"

Just like hearing the question of the green dragon, the falling howling sounded again, more like the trapped dragon under the deep pool finally broke the chain, jumped out of the water with a light roar and roar, soared in the air, shook his head and tail, and looked down at the whole world that belongs to him.

The sound of the heavy rain is even louder.