It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

The woman moved slowly, with a smile on her face, half of her cheeks were cracked into small pieces under the blow of the rivets as if in slow motion, and her sharp nails were raised high. Qiao Jin flipped her fingers and pressed down on her neck, He bent his knees and pushed upward mercilessly.

"Damn it!" Qiaojin backed away madly holding his knees, his whole face was tangled up, what a big mistake, and there were two or three scratches left by a woman's fingernails on each shoulder.

Something attacked beside me.Qiaojin resisted the severe pain, grabbed the girl's shoulders and staggered aside, his body reacted super fast, which surprised Qiaojin.

"You're okay..." The girl's voice was terrified.

"Don't talk nonsense." Qiao Jin blocked her inquiry, "This is obviously not for you, you are not here to catch my bait, are you?"

Qiao Jin's voice was cold, and the girl shook her head hastily, her pupils appeared in her eye sockets again, and they seemed to have darkened a bit.

"I don't care about the rest, as long as you don't stab me in the back." Qiao Jin moved his fingers, it was really hard.

The girl hurriedly shrank aside, there was really nothing chasing her.

Different from the open lobby design on the first floor, this floor is a restaurant-style large box with sparse tables and chairs, and along the front of the corridor, there are closed small boxes.

Except for Shen Wuyu, Qiao Jin couldn't guess who else would be there. He rubbed his lower lip with the back of his hand: "Shen Wuyu, what are you worried about?"

As soon as the words were spoken, it seemed as if some switch was triggered, and all the stone statues gathered in front of him turned to him, and their eyes were the only part of their bodies that was alive.

The private room, the cash register, the corridor, which place is better to avoid? The thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly, and Qiao Jin's bent fingers made a "crack, blah, blah" sound.

It has been circled. For the time being, it seems that only the corridor is weak, and it can only run up and down from the corridor.

While retreating slowly, Qiao Jin suddenly picked up the chair beside him and threw it at the eyes of the stone statue beside him. There was no way to get rid of these hard lumps.

As soon as he moved, the woman's nails and the fist of the stone statue attacked his head, shoulders and calves respectively.

The chair that Qiaojin smashed was thrown away, he kicked the stone statue hard and sent himself out of this narrow encirclement, just as he landed, a heavy object fell from the top of his head, he rolled with all his might, couldn't help swearing Swearing fiercely, and looking around, it was the suspended ceiling.

At this moment, the familiar stone statue with a snake head and a human body was already approaching. Qiaojin didn't want to look at it, bent his legs, and snapped off the snake head that was restraining it, but felt hard and desperate.

The snake's head tilted suddenly, and a blood-red wick spit out. Qiao Jin hurriedly drew his hand and rubbed his arm over the snake's eyes.

"Your uncle!" Qiao Jin's eyes were red, and he covered his arms with anger and stepped on the snake statue fiercely. His legs seemed to be filled with strength in an instant, and the snake statue shook faintly. on the ground.

It seems that the stimulated yang energy is fighting against the real warmth and the ostentatious dryness.He bent down suddenly, avoided the top of his head, threw himself on the decorative glass shelf, picked up the flowerpot and red wine and smashed it at the flying head.

After hitting it three or two times regardless of the severity, he finally hit it. He didn't miss this opportunity at all. He pulled up the stool with a wider attack range, and slapped it towards the sky. Finally, he slapped this annoying and bloody head on the ground like a fly. .

"Let you fly!" Jokin jumped onto the back of the chair, panting heavily, and stepped on it twice.

With bruises all over their bodies, these guys didn't even give them a chance to breathe, one by one, Qiao Jin gritted his teeth and looked at the things that came around again, damn it.He tore open the neckline, tore off the slightly tight sleeves, and his wolf-like eyes were extremely fierce.

There was a sudden "da" sound in the confined space, and Qiao Jin pricked up his ears, and there were two consecutive "da" and "da".The sound of knocking wooden fish!

Qiao Jin's eyes froze, and he woke up instantly. Knowing that the sound was also loud, he quickly touched the glass viewing stand and found that there was nothing soft to plug his ears.Every time the wooden fish knocked, there would always be a moment of distraction. Qiaojin, who was already at a disadvantage, was taken by it, and his steps became even more difficult.

"Okay, Shen Wuyu, you'd better not fall into my hands." After struggling with the stone statue, Qiao Jin took two weak steps back. He was sweating profusely, and there was a drop on his tall nose fall.

"clatter"!

Qiao Jin's eyes were in a daze, and the sweat on the tip of his nose slowly fell to the ground, as if his thoughts were completely condensed in this small drop of water.The sound is seven or eight meters away from the north, the sound is condensed but not dispersed but everywhere, it is a microphone!

Blinking his eyes slowly, Qiaojin raised his head, with an unstoppable momentum accompanied by rapid pace, he forcibly endured the attacks and stumbling along the way, and crushed the sounding thing with an unbelievably quick foot.

And the one who knocked on the wooden fish was a black monk. His skin was moist and exquisitely tempered, his eyes were like top-quality agate, and his movements were no different from real people.

"It turned out to be a fake." Qiao Jin looked at the black monk without fear.

There was a gentle and sinking light in the black monk's eyes.

"Very good," Qiao Jin touched the blood flowing on his shoulder, and laughed at himself, "If you make it hurt, it will save me from self-harm, and the next one will fall."

Blood can't stop the stone statues, but it can cover their eyes.

The place Liang Yueyang walked was covered with frost, and the journey seemed to never end. He was troubled in his heart, and felt a kind of powerlessness for the first time.It doesn't matter what happens to a person on weekdays, because no one can touch him.

But this time, I don't know who will do it to Qiaojin. The camera only shows him and the girl rushing back, and then turn into the stairs and never see him again.

In this crowded nightclub, his perception was absolutely suppressed. Although Qiao Jin's breath was prominent, it was deliberately covered up, and there was no news.

It's not a last resort, Liang Yueyang really doesn't want to use this thing in a non-combat state.He took a deep breath, and a rotating peach board appeared in his right hand.As soon as the peach board came out, the nearby ghosts ran away. He slapped the wall with his palm, and the unnatural force instantly drew a picture in his mind in the building that was implicated by the wall.

The [-]th floor... The power of the shadows, but with a sense of familiarity, the interface between the [-]th floor and the second floor has been folded, and the gap has been erased.

Liang Yueyang didn't hesitate any longer, and felt his heart beating fast. After such a long time, if someone else had the heart, Qiao Jin had almost no chance of surviving.

"Hi, see you again." Shen Wuyu sat lightly on the stairs and ate melon seeds, her beautiful eyes stared at the visitor with a half-smile, "You seem a little nervous."

"Where are others?" Liang Yueyang kept on stepping, approaching Shen Wuyu step by step, and finally staggered him and walked in. He didn't put this person in his eyes at all.

Shen Wuyu carefully put the melon seeds on the pile, sighed and turned to follow: "Liang Yueyang, so what if you have super strength, no one can beat you now, but there will be many more in the future."

Liang Yueyang wanted to see Qiao Jin so much that he had no intention of talking to him. He pushed open doors one after another, and wiped away the eyes of the stone statue.He erased it, Shen Wuyu hesitated for a moment behind, and did not ignite it.

"You are also curious about his power." Shen Wuyu chuckled from behind, "I couldn't help but to explore when I saw him for the first time. What kind of person is hiding such a person full of immortal energy?"

Liang Yueyang's gaze sank, but his steps remained the same. He heard Shen Wuyu's conclusion: "He is not as fragile as you think."

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the 2 landmines of the hell, and 1 landmine for Su Xueer, okay~