Monk, let go of that little zombie

The young boy rushed over, pulled the iron door with all his strength, and made a bang bang sound, but the iron door, which looked like it was about to die, persisted in gasping for its last breath, standing there in a daze.

"Get out of the way." Xia Chu said.

Only then did the young boy remember that Xia Chu smashed the stone slab with two fists just now, so he quickly moved to the side and continued to watch the Hercules' performance.

However, Xia Chu's flying kick not only failed to kick the iron gate open, but bounced his own body away - when his foot touched the iron gate, an invisible ripple stopped him,

As much as Xia Chu kicked just now, the rebound was as strong. Fortunately, he is a zombie after all. After the fall, he didn't have any other symptoms except for being a little dizzy from the shock.

But before he got up from the ground, he caught sight of the young boy approaching suddenly from the corner of his eye. The latter had a hostile expression on his face, holding a brick he picked up from nowhere in his hand, and slammed it down on Xia Chu's forehead.

"Fuck me!"

Xia Chu rolled on the ground and quickly got up from the ground. The little boy missed a single blow, cursed and threw the brick directly at Xia Chu.

Hearing the wind and avoiding things, Xia Chu reflexively turned his body sideways, and the brick flew out by rubbing the tip of his ear.

The bricks fell to the ground, making a hole in the flagstone floor.

Xia Chu's face darkened.

Just with the power to smash the stone floor into a hole with this random throw, if it hit his head just now, I'm afraid his whole head would be broken in half.

The young boy was obviously normal a second ago, but suddenly he turned into a strong man who was even more fierce than Xia Chu.

It's like taking drugs.

Xia Chu looked up at the sky, he didn't know what was causing the trouble, but he knew very well that now Dong Mo couldn't take care of himself, he could only rely on himself to fight against this young boy who suddenly became powerful and full of evil spirits, and see if it was his. The fist is hard, or the opponent's fist is hard.

"I'll kill you!" The young boy missed a single blow, so he didn't want to use his weapon at all, and just treated himself like a small cannonball, rushing towards Xiachu regardless.

Whether it is speed or strength, the young boy has been raised to a terrifying level. Although Xia Chu is a zombie, to put it bluntly, his zombie has no other skills except thick skin and hard bones.

Compared with the young boy who took drugs, he can beat him in terms of speed.But the roof is only so big, Dongmo fought with a group of unknown things in the middle of the roof, it seemed that the thing came for the green gourd.

He can't lead the little boy over there to hinder Dongmo, he still has the strength to resist the little boy, and he doesn't know what it is, except fear or fear, that thing is definitely not him, a three-legged cat Kung fu can handle it.

Still have to rely on the end of winter.

Wanting to understand this, Chu Xia no longer used speed to hide from the young boy, but started to confront him head-on, at least he was a zombie, so what if he was knocked down by a little boy!

After a few tough moves with the young boy, Xia Chu was shaken out, and there was severe pain all over his body, he hadn't felt such pain for a long time.

He shook the arm that was almost broken, and looked at the young boy again, and was shocked to find that the latter was worse than him, and his hand was broken!

Xia Chu suddenly realized that the little boy is a pure human being. Although the thing attached to him is powerful, the little boy's body is too thin. The other party hurt himself while hurting himself!

However, as if the little boy couldn't feel the pain at all, he rushed over again screaming, his clear eyes had been replaced by madness, and faintly, traces of black energy could be seen swimming in his eyes.

"MMP! I'm your uncle!" Xia Chu yelled, "If you have the ability to confront me head-on, what are you doing in a child's body!"

Knowing what was going on, Xia Chu didn't dare to mess with the young boy anymore. The young boy's body was injured too badly and he would die.

As a result, he was even more stretched, almost being chased and beaten by the young boy.

"Monk!!" Chu Xia screamed after being beaten, he didn't care if it would affect Dong Mo, if he went any further, he would be beaten into flower petals, dodging the boy's slap, and shouted loudly, " Do you have a talisman on your body to punch out the things in the child's body!"

The voice just fell-

"Amitabha Buddha."

A pitiful sigh, followed by a layer of golden light on the rooftop wrapped in dark matter, Xia Chu squinted his eyes and looked over, the golden light came from Dong Mo's body.

Holding the enlarged dry bowl in Dong Mo's hands, bathed in the golden light, his expression was solemn, sacred and inviolable. He threw the Qiankun bowl into the sky, and said in a concentrated voice: "Break!"

A dazzling golden light came out of the Qiankun Bowl, forcing Xia Chu to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, the darkness in the sky had disappeared, and the original brightness returned.

Early Xia burst into tears - stabbed by the golden light.

"Don't cry." Dong Mo came over and wiped the tears off his face with his hand, with a gentle voice, "I'm fine."

Early Xia:? ? ?

He didn't understand what Dong Mo meant, but it didn't prevent him from seeing clearly that the young boy who had been frozen in the golden light just now moved suddenly, stabbing Dong Mo's back with the sharp iron rod he picked up somewhere.

"careful!"

At the beginning of summer, the conditioned reflex went to push the end of winter, but it didn't.

Dong Mo turned around and grabbed the iron rod. The huge force drove him back two steps heavily. With the other hand, he touched the young boy's eyebrows and shouted: "Wake up!"

The little boy was shocked, the madness in his eyes gradually weakened, and he let go of his hands.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dong Mo made a grabbing movement on the left and right shoulders of the little boy, and threw it into the Qiankun Bowl, the little boy's eyes regained clarity, only for a moment, and then he was knocked out by Dong Mo.

"Monk, what are you doing!"

Dong Mo caught the little boy and slowly put him on the ground: "He has suffered a lot of injuries, if he is awake, he must be in unbearable pain."

Xia Chu pouted: "Is he injured as badly as me? I didn't dare to hit him much." The boy's broken arm was broken by himself when he hit Xia Chu.

Mo Dong's eyes froze on Xia Chu's bruised and swollen face, and after a few seconds, he said in a low voice, "I've wronged you."

The early summer was stuck, looking at the late winter with suspicious eyes, so gentle?Don't be possessed by something.

Dong Mo didn't look at him again, picked up the boy's severed hand, twisted it lightly, and with a click, he picked up the boy's arm.