Chapter 1115

Which black shadow has no action, for a few seconds thought, slightly bent his body, and then turned around, no longer pay attention to Lin yaoyang.

Lin yaoyang's face was shocked. The green gourd is indeed worthy of the name of a natural thing. Even the title martial artist can easily capture the existence. Is it actually a slight bow to him?

Lin yaoyang now also can be regarded as understand, no matter how they make trouble, they will not pay attention to their own.

Lin yaoyang also let go of his body.

He began to laugh: "catch me, you old man. You want the Luofu black gold on me. You can pull you down. You're too old. You're a little younger than me. You want to grab a teacup. Don't you want to beat me? Come on, you. A little bit. "

At this time, all the three guys were fuming by Lin Yao's Yang Qi, but how could they hang on the crack and even couldn't even open their mouths, let alone move.

Then, the pot of black water in the crack began to roll more violently.

Suddenly, a pair of hands were stretched out under the feet of the title warrior who mocked Lin yaoyang. In those hands, two rotten and some ugly short knives were grasped.

Lin yaoyang doubted that the reason why the dagger kept falling off was that he had to keep on falling.

The place where the handle connects to the blade is not even as wide as Lin yaoyang's little thumb.

The hand holding the dagger gradually came out of the crack. Lin yaoyang saw a decadent, black muddy head emerging from it.

In the moment that the title warrior saw the real face of that head, his face was already distorted by fear.

But he is a martial arts title, no matter how the appearance of shock can ensure his mental soberness.

At the moment, he just wants to die happily. Before seeing this thing, he sneers at all the ghosts at this time. He thinks that they are just some powerful guys. After death, he leaves a spiritual imprint and has deep obsession.

As long as the strength is enough, it is not a problem, but now he knows why there has always been such a saying of "ghost house" for so many thousands of years.

It's not something made up by ordinary people who don't practice, but it really exists.

He knew that, at the first sight he saw it, he knew that if there was anything in time that could be called a ghost, that was it.

The figure gradually came out of the crack. When he reached his crotch, the decayed knife in his hand was lifted and inserted directly.

"Woo!"

"Hiss!"

The moment Lin yaoyang saw the scene, the whole person took a breath. Subconsciously, he covered his important parts with his hands, as if he was next to his body.

That guy's body is like a live pig that has been watered by boiling water.

It started to wriggle wildly.

At the same time, Lin yaoyang saw that the blood from the guy's crotch became pitch black. Along the handle of the dagger, a blood column slipped out. It was poured over the head of the figure that emerged from the crack.

"Shua!"

The shadow mercilessly pulled out the short knife and inserted it again.

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