Chapter 130

While we were arguing, Mo Mingfeng suddenly bent down, pressed his palms on the ground and ran out like a big spider. But it didn't come for us, but ran to centipede blood.

The temptation of this smell is far greater than that of people. He just attacked me continuously. It was just hunting a little lamb on the way. When the lamb was not caught, he lost his patience and ran to its delicious food.

The demon immediately said, "come to a dream!"

I then closed my eyes and went into a dream. I saw Mo Mingfeng turning back and forth in the gray sky. It seemed that he had lost the smell of centipede blood and was searching everywhere.

"I forgot one thing. Do you think it would be easier to kill centipede blood if it was mixed with glutinous rice juice?" I said to the demon.

"Crazy corpse has a very sensitive sense of smell. It's OK to mix it with my blood. If it's mixed with other things, it won't eat! Besides, we don't want it to die immediately, but suppress it and kill it. How can we proceed with the plan? "

That makes sense. I think too much.

At this time, Tong Tong said in surprise, "master, you don't want to live. Why did you come in again? And a crazy corpse! "

I was stunned. I didn't expect that the little girl could even recognize the crazy corpse.

The demon said proudly, "it was carefully made by me. It can be said to be a complete Encyclopedia of Taoism."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the crazy corpse roar. It seemed that I couldn't find the centipede blood and got angry. This thing turned around to see the pupil, immediately his eyes lit up, and saliva came out of the corner of his mouth. I'll go. Do zombies have color centers, too?

Tong Tong shrank back in fear, put his hand over his chest, and said, "only the master can see me, no one can!"

Fainted. I can only see what it means. Your master is like a coyote.

The demon didn't care to comment on this, but said to me, "when the fire comes, you go into the demon coffin and lead it in!"

I, um, flew into the sarcophagus and scolded Mo Mingfeng: "grandson, come on, I'm waiting for you here!"

Tong Tong said in surprise, "master, the generation is wrong. If you call it grandson, you should be its grandfather. You shouldn't call yourself Lao Tzu."

I almost fainted again. This is the spirit fetus carefully made by the demon. One tendon!

Who knows, Mo Mingfeng's attention is not on me at all. Staring at Tong Tong, he ran over and came to the little girl like lightning. Tong Tong cried out. Unexpectedly, the speed was also very fast. It floated to the demon coffin like a meteor catching the moon.

I can't help blinking. Your grandson was a coyote before he died, a zombie after he died, and a big hooligan. Well, I'll change places with Tong Tong. Then he said, "Tong Tong, you go into the coffin. When it pours in, it will quickly escape!" Then he flew out of the coffin.

Tong Tong made a sound and entered the sarcophagus lightly.

Mo Mingfeng immediately stared at the sarcophagus with red eyes. It seemed that he was going to pounce on it. Suddenly, it frowned, turned around and ran away, disappearing out of sight.

"Quit!" The demon shouted urgently.

I hurriedly snapped my fingers and woke up. I just heard the demon say, "maybe yuan Yinggang was channeling with it and made it change its mind temporarily. Did you see the red rope on his right wrist? That's the channeling channel. Try to get rid of the red rope and cut off the psychic path between them. "

At the moment, the crazy corpse had rushed to the Centipede's blood, bit it, clicked, and chewed most of the stone in his mouth. Two red eyes narrowed, just like eating the favorite food.

The demon said at this time, "go and find the bottle and put some blood out, otherwise it will lose its target and attack us."

I quickly took the flashlight to shine back and forth. Soon I saw that the bottle fell not far from the southwest, so I ran quickly. Just in front of him, Mo Mingfeng roared and came after him. I picked up the bottle, pinched it gently, squeezed out a few drops of black blood from the steel needle, fell on the rotten leaves, then closed my breath and ran to one side.

The demon sighed, "it's too fierce. It's unrealistic to get rid of the red rope. Dream, this time you can't lose! "

Just now the dream time was not too long. It basically consumed half the strength of the demon. If we fail again, if the bottle is lost again, we will be on the verge of success. Here to explain, with the ability of the demon, it's no problem to enter the dream several times, but if she wants to help me instill spiritual power, it will cost double or even triple her strength. Just as she helps me in her body, there is too much excess consumption.

I close my eyes and dream again. This time the bottle was in hand, and then squeezed a few drops into the demon coffin. The blood of elves is equal to evil and can exist in dreams. Then let Tong Tong jump into the coffin. With double temptation, I guess Yuan Ying's immortal channeling won't work at all.

Sure enough, Mo Mingfeng has peach eyes again, and Ya's eyes are going to drool. He also stretched out his nose, couldn't help sniffing, let go of his four hooves and rushed over like a galloping horse. I was so scared that I quickly hid away from being hurt by mistake. Although the dream is upgraded, it can't stop this fierce thing.

However, when Mo Mingfeng ran to the sarcophagus, he suddenly stopped his four hooves and frowned again. Reluctantly looked at the pupil, and very reluctantly sniffed, turned around and ran away, and disappeared in an instant.

I almost didn't vomit blood, and hurried out of my dream. At the same time, I asked the demon that Yuan Ying couldn't have such a great skill. Otherwise, when Mo Mingfeng escaped from the villa, he wouldn't be stopped. The demon said that because reality is different from dreams, in reality, the crazy corpse becomes wild and uninhibited due to the temptation of centipede blood. The one who enters the dream is the soul. Without the desire brought by the body, he will listen to Yuan Ying.

I can understand this. It's like someone who has a certain desire, will get dizzy and do stupid things recklessly. Then the confused mind is like the soul of a zombie, but if it is separated from the body, its desire will weaken and become rational.

When we communicate in our hearts, it's only a few seconds, and we're breathing closed. At the moment, Mo Mingfeng has rushed to the bleeding place and swallowed a mouthful of rotten tree leaves. He can't stop chewing. It looks like he eats very delicious.

"Give me your blood quickly. You've lost most of your strength. It's not enough to support you in your dream." The demon panted.

I lifted the bottle in my hand and was about to put the steel needle into my mouth. At this moment, Mo Mingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and rushed over.

Because we were too close to suck blood, only one of us rolled away. Unexpectedly, without the help of the demon, he slowed down for half a beat and was scratched by Mo Mingfeng. Then a tiger pounced on him, opened his mouth, bit the bottle, clicked, and chewed the plastic bottle into his mouth!

"Special, how does it know it's centipede blood? But there was no smell! " I almost didn't cry. Without centipede blood, we were sentenced to death!

"He just saw you dripping blood with a bottle. He didn't expect his IQ to be so... No, it must be Yuan Ying observing everything through the psychic path!"

"Then why didn't you pull it in just now?" I asked in surprise.

"He must have learned a lesson and thought of some way to avoid the gravity of dreams."