Chapter 1390

Zhang Yi struggled and Sun Gang bit down.

Now his mouth is so big that he can swallow Zhang Yi's small foot, which is three or six yards long, and he only bites the edge of his show foot. When his sharp teeth bite down, blood splashes out immediately, and Zhang Yi screams in pain.

As soon as the scream came out, it suddenly stopped, but Sun Gang raised his hand and covered his mouth.

Sun Gang slowly raised his head, and the blood flowed down the corner of his mouth without lips. Jie said with a smile: "Zhang Yi, don't force me to be rough. I love you. I really love you. I can't lose you."

The most terrible thing in the world is this: a man who has become a monster keeps saying he loves a woman, but his eyes are shining with an extremely ferocious light. His tongue like a poisonous snake swivels around his mouth, and the blood is gone. He seems to be like sucking nectar and jade liquid.

Zhang Yi was completely frightened. He didn't dare to cry. His tears flowed and choked and asked, "what do you want?"

"I say it again for the last time. I hope you can keep it in mind."

Sun Gang put the show foot with only blood dripping on his mouth. He bowed his head affectionately and sniffed the black hole of his nose: "what the faucet gives you is a white black eyed stone fish with simple workmanship..."

He really wants that thing!

Zhang Yi bit his lower lip hard and cried, "didn't you just say that you don't know what that thing is? Stone fish? I, where have I seen any stone fish with white and black eyes? "

"Hehe, giggle."

Sun Gang smiled strangely, lifted up Zhang Yi's nightgown with his right hand, slowly went up along his ankles and smooth legs, and murmured, "Xiao Yi, do you remember what I said that night for the first time to describe the beauty of your legs?"

Before Zhang Yi answered, Sun Gang said himself“ At that time, I said to you, I wanted to eat you in my stomach. I started eating from your little feet and eating your legs -- such beautiful legs can only be owned by the blessings of seventeen or eight big wooden fish in my last life. "

"Now, my wish is finally coming true."

Sun Gang's eyes suddenly shed tears again and shook his head again and again: "but I can't give up, I really can't give up --"

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Yi screamed, his left foot suddenly broke away from Sun Gang's hand, then raised it and kicked it heavily on his face door. At the same time, he jumped into the yard. As soon as his feet landed, he ran to the gate regardless of the pain of his left foot.

She just wants to escape as fast as she can. Only when she runs away can she hope to escape Sun Gang with the help of darkness.

She hoped that God could give her a chance to escape for her poor sake.

God heard Zhang Yi's prayer and gave her a chance.

When she flew out of the gate, she quickly looked back and saw that Sun Gang was still standing in front of the window and didn't catch up. It seemed that she was stunned by the kick. Now she hasn't reacted.

Zhang Yi was ecstatic. Ignoring the pain of his left foot, he turned right and ran along the road to Lihua mountain.

It's at least 20 kilometers away from Lihua mountain, and after she rushed out of the village, there were no villages all the way -- what if there were villages?

After the ordinary people saw the monster Sun Gang, who wouldn't be scared to death and dare to help her resist evil?

At this time, the police could not play any role. Sun Gang showed Zhang Yi his hands: swallowing glass raw and grasping broken wood with his bare hands.

How can ordinary police officers cope with such an awesome expert?

If you want to block Sun Gang, it can only be Kunlun on Lihua mountain.

At the westernmost end of the village's long street is a three story building.

An old horse who makes a living by selling vegetables gets up at 2:40 a.m. every day and drives with his wife to the wholesale market of the vegetable base to collect vegetables. After working for three or two hours, he will be sent to the canteen and hotel of a school in the urban area.

After years of habit, the old horse won't have too much nostalgia for the bed when the alarm clock rings. He opened his eyes, went to the window, opened the window, took a deep breath and raised his hand. When he was about to stretch out, he was stunned.

He saw a woman running west on the road barefoot. When her little feet were flying up and down, he lifted up her white nightgown and showed her beautiful legs under the street lamp. The man's eyes hurt.

Old ma is in his forties this year, but he has never seen a woman twist her waist as well when running wildly, which is 100 times more charming than when her yellow faced woman deliberately whines.

Like being chased by ghosts, women run very fast. It can be seen that she is a regular fitness. When her white robes and black hair are flying, she really looks like a night elf.

Who is she?

What are you running in the street in the middle of the night?

Go west where are you going?

She keeps turning back. Is there a ghost chasing after her?

The old horse looked at the woman who ran away quickly. He blinked when he thought of it. He suspected that he might be dreaming -- he really saw a ghost.

Old ma always thought that if there were ghosts in the world, they should also be green faced, tusks and naked, with only an apron such as tiger skin around their waist, long horns on their heads, bracelets like handcuffs on their wrists and ankles. They could be blown away by the wind with a gentle jump.

Now the ghost he saw was wearing talent's clothes and shoes.

If everything above the neck is ignored, then this is a man.

It's just... The part above a man's neck can't be ignored. What kind of head is that?

The bright street light can make the old horse see the man's head very clearly.

This head is the head that didn't appear in the most terrible dream that old horse had ever had. He didn't know what words to describe it, but looked at him foolishly.

The man walked very calmly. He walked with his hands on his back like a stroll in the court. When he passed the old horse window, he looked up and gave him a strange smile.

"Ah!"

A scream suddenly sounded from around and woke up the silly old horse.

It turned out that his wife didn't know when she came to the window. She happened to see an extremely terrible monster looking up, smiling at her, and immediately screamed.

The old horse immediately raised his hand to cover her mouth, closed the window, squatted down with his wife in his arms, and said in a trembling voice, "don't, don't make a sound, don't make a sound!"

When old Ma was a child, he heard many ancient legends told by the elders in the village. Among them, if you see a ghost walking in the street late at night, don't make any noise, or you will be taken away by the ghost.

The daughter-in-law didn't know if she understood him, but she nodded subconsciously and didn't dare to make a sound.

The old horse's heart was pounding.

He was really afraid that his daughter-in-law's scream would attract the attention of the fierce ghost in the street.

It was obvious that the terrible ghost was chasing the woman who had just rushed to the West. The ghost knew whether he would give up chasing the woman after his attention was attracted by his daughter-in-law's scream, but suddenly appeared in front of them, smiled and said to them: follow me and start at dawn.

Dada, dada, it seems that there are footsteps on the stairs.

Fierce ghost, it's really coming!

Squatting under the windowsill, the old horse felt a bang in his head and sat on the ground. His whole body trembled as if he were sifting chaff, but he hugged his wife harder.

It is true that the Yellow faced woman in her arms is no longer as beautiful as when she was young, but she is his wife, the mother of his son, and the lover of his life.

He is a man.

It is every man's bounden duty to protect his women from harm. He doesn't need any reason or excuse.

Dare to take my wife, then fight it!

With a roar in his heart, the old horse grabbed the basin of orange tree under the window with his right hand. This thing can be used as a meteor hammer.

Help, help knock on the door.

Who knows how polite it is to knock at the door.

The old horse smiled sadly, took a deep breath, patted his wife on the back, bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead. Then he pretended to be calm and asked, "who, who?"

"Dad, is my mother okay?"

A boy whose voice was still changing and sounded like a little duck came from outside the door: "just now, I seemed to hear her calling."

It was my son.

The old horse's heart fell suddenly.

Today is Saturday. My son, a sophomore in Anyang, came home last night. He agreed to accompany his parents to sell vegetables this morning and experience the life of a peddler.

Old Ma was very happy that his son was so sensible. Naturally, he would not refuse. He made an appointment to get up at 2:40 this morning.

The pony may be a little excited -- he got up before 2:30. As soon as he came to the living room after washing, he heard my mother scream. Then he went upstairs to have a look.

"Xinmin, no, it's all right. Your mother just stepped on a cockroach and made a fuss."

The old horse said, bowed his head and said in his wife's ear, "little darling, don't be afraid. No one can hurt you with my son and me!"

The "little darling" in the old horse's arms turned red. All the fears disappeared in an instant and filled with pride: Yes, I'm afraid of two big men, he and his son, to protect me!

Maybe he knew that the old horse's daughter-in-law was protected by two men, and the fierce ghost didn't appear.

Old ma boldly stood up and looked out of the window again. When he saw the street, he only saw the empty long street. There was no ghost, but he seemed to see an illusory shadow at the end of the long street.

Everything in the early morning and night seems illusory from a distance.

The spotted dog didn't think it was strange. He took out a small bottle from his arms, unscrewed the cover, raised his neck and took a sip. The spicy wine flowed down his throat. Like a fire, it dissipated more than half of the cold brought by the early morning of late autumn in an instant.

Like all people living on Lihua mountain, he has a separate comfortable and warm nest. In the past, whenever he lay in the nest, he would close his eyes and sigh happily to enjoy the ordinary life he had long yearned for.

But not tonight.

In addition to Kunlun guarding the small building that can take a comprehensive view of the overall situation, even Qin Dachuan, who was just injured for a short time, went down the mountain with the mice to watch the night.

Usually there will be people watching at night (that is, standing guard), but there are at most three people, mainly guarding the three directions of the northwest and east of Lihua mountain.

Tonight, all the people who can fight are out: more than an hour ago, the mouse received a call from the black snake, saying that it was over the wasteland grave in Shentang town that he met the immortal Sun Gang and a gorgeous Yin envoy.

Cao Hai had died. If a white light hadn't suddenly appeared and cut off Yanyin envoy's head, the black snake said that he had become a meat pie by now.

When she left queen Tang yesterday afternoon, Lihua mountain stepped up its vigilance to prevent trouble, but she didn't expect trouble to happen.