Ou Huang he is a sick beauty

Could it be that a stick hit the ground heavily, knocking over a bunch of zombies, and after seeing the string of tails brought by Lin Fengsheng, he subconsciously swears: "Damn! Don't come here—!"

He is struggling with dealing with zombies here, Lin Fengsheng has attracted a bunch of monsters, murder?

I don't even want to see if their team configuration can play a wave!

Unexpectedly, Lin Fengsheng actually laughed when he heard his angry scolding.

"Hahaha, as long as you're fine!" He bared his teeth carelessly, "I was thinking that one of you is sick and the other is weak, if you encounter something that you can't handle, you should hurry back... Hey , Sick boy, I’m here to save you, if you don’t want to die young, hurry up and put away that broken picture of yours!”

Ou Hongyun sat on the ground without caring about his image, but he didn't put away the protection formed by the golden scale map.

He held the folding fan in one hand, and used the wind blade to help Mo Fei repel the zombies, and stroked the small shiny black box with the other hand.

Could it be that he waved the golden cudgel with both hands, and knocked the necks of the two zombies, making them wheezing and panting from exhaustion.

Although he can carry [-]kg of bottled water up to the third floor in one breath, it is still a bit difficult to dance something of the same weight vigorously and control the direction of the impact.

Fortunately, this golden cudgel has a limited duration. If he keeps using this thing as a weapon in the future, he may gradually become a muscular man with five big and three thick... and with his slightly delicate face, does it feel like that? The picture is too nazha, he dare not look at it!

Lin Fengsheng slashed his sword and chopped off a monk who was chasing after him. He tapped his toes, summoned his spiritual energy, lifted him into the air, and then landed between Mo Fei and Ou Hongyun lightly and delicately.

The barrier set up by the Golden Scale Picture did not hinder him at all, but when the golden light touched the black blood stained on his sword, it stirred up countless bubbles from that layer of blood, made a sizzling sound, and instantly faded from black to bright red.

Ou Hongyun stood up gracefully, faced the direction where Jun Zetian's disciples were chasing, and asked without end: "Did you bring them all?"

Lin Fengsheng shook off the blood stained by the long sword, and replied with a smile: "The old fox Luo Yazi is gone, and the rest are here...Are you sure you can do it?"

Ou Hongyun didn't say anything dead: "Try it."

Could it be that the conversation between the two was at a loss: "What are you doing?"

Did he do some shady deal behind his back?

Lin Fengsheng grinned at Mo Fei.

Ou Hongyun looked indifferent, and handed back Mo Fei's cell phone.

Mo Fei suppressed the faint uneasiness in his heart, and reached out to answer the phone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he held the phone firmly, Ou Hongyun grabbed his wrist and pulled it hard, and he fell into Ou Hongyun's arms.

The accomplice, Lin Fengsheng, snatched the golden cudgel from Mo Fei's hand... Then he was staggered by 36 Jin, and turned his head to look at Mo Fei dumbfounded.

"Hey!" Mo Fei exclaimed, "What are you two doing?!"

Should he use Sanda moves to kill Ou Hongyun who dared to lock him from his back?

Ou Hongyun is so weak, wouldn't he be killed by a throw over his shoulder?

However, before Mo Fei could take any action, Ou Hongyun took action one step ahead of him.

Ou Hongyun clasped Mo Fei's bare wrists with both hands, his palms pressed tightly against his skin, and then, the scroll that had been inseparable from Ou Hongyun slowly spread out in front of the two of them.

Two golden-red koi jumped out of the paper, and jumped in again, splashing golden water droplets.

Ou Hongyun's spiritual power gushed out all over his body, and he allowed the golden radiance to mix with his spiritual power exuding white light, and finally formed an illusory door on the drawing paper.

At this moment, the Golden Scale Diagram was used here, and the previous defensive barrier had already been broken.

With a long sword in one hand and a golden cudgel in the other, Lin Fengsheng danced so airtightly that he blocked all the zombies and Jun Zetian's disciples who were attacking from all around, preventing them from touching Ou Hongyun and Mo Fei at all!

Finally, the koi in the golden scale picture leaped out again, soaring into the sky with momentum, and passed through the door formed by Ou Hongyun's spiritual power and the golden brilliance of the painting paper, and immediately - turned into a dragon brazenly!

A clear dragon chant resounded over the village.

Could it be that Ou Hongyun's embrace was slightly loosened, and the people behind him were trembling all over, and their rapid and forbearable breaths fluttered against his ears.

A moment later, a layer of cool skin was attached to Mo Fei's ears, and the weight on Mo Fei's shoulders increased a bit.

In the air, the seemingly illusory golden dragon was still leaping, gathering auspicious clouds, and immediately sprinkled golden raindrops.

The action of the zombies besieging the three people suddenly slowed down, and after a while, they suddenly fell down and turned back into a pale and white corpse, unable to move.

Jun Zetian's disciples caught in it stopped attacking one after another, and fell unconscious one after another.The black air on their faces quickly disappeared under the washing of the rain, and the blood overflowing from the wound gradually turned back to the red it should have been.

Lin Fengsheng threw the golden cudgel on the ground, and said with a smile: "This rain is refreshing!"

Ou Hongyun rested his chin on Mo Fei's shoulder, and laughed lightly when he heard this, but didn't answer.

Until the figure of the golden dragon in the sky became dimmer and fainter, and finally failed, it turned back into a koi and fell back into the unfolded picture of golden scales.

It rained and it was fine.

The golden scale picture rolled back behind Ou Hongyun, and Ou Hongyun finally let go of Mo Fei, fell back, and lay heavily on the scroll.

"I'm tired," he said in a very low voice, exhausted, "Luo Yazi, please..."

After speaking, he closed his eyes lightly and fell into a deep sleep.

During the whole process, could it be that he was in a daze.

Ou Hongyun was the one who summoned the power of the Golden Scale Figure, and Lin Fengsheng was the one who blocked the attacks of the surrounding zombies and monks.Yes, Lin Fengsheng also snatched his golden cudgel.

So, what role did he, this man who was hugged by Ou Hongyun out of nowhere, play in this battle?

If he didn't play any role, why didn't Ou Hongyun just let him continue to use the golden cudgel and help Lin Fengsheng protect the law together?

Could it be that Ou Hongyun just used the Golden Scale Figure to cast spells, and still needs a humanoid support?

Could it be that he raised his hand to touch his neck, only to feel that the skin of Ou Hongyun's skin still had a touch in the socket of his neck.

Lin Fengsheng's eyes fell on Mo Fei's face, paused for a moment, and then slowly moved to Ou Hongyun lying on the Golden Scale Picture.

Seeing that Ou Hongyun was breathing steadily and his cheeks were more bloody than usual, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and looked at Mo Fei with a confused face again.

Mo Fei turned his head and saw Lin Fengsheng staring at him, frowned, and stretched out his hand: "Give it back to me!"

Lin Fengsheng grinned: "What?"

Mo Fei: "Golden Cudgel!"

Lin Fengsheng blinked: "How do you prove that it is yours? If you call it, will it agree?"

Murphy: ...

Lin Fengsheng raised his hand, and the 36-jin stick twirled lightly and delicately in his hand, as if it only weighed three to two to six cents.

"It seems that Xiaodou is the only magic weapon you have recognized as the master," Lin Feng laughed, "Then this magic weapon will belong to me. The weight is right and the shape is not bad, so it's very handy."

Hearing his words, Mo Fei was suddenly blessed, thinking of the card he saw when he pulled out the golden cudgel.

After all, the original Golden Cudgel is a supreme artifact, and this eyebrow-level cudgel version has the effect of suppressing demons and monsters, so it cannot be kept for a long time, and there is only one hour of "trial" time.

Right now... it seems to be expiring soon.

So Mo Fei smiled: "Okay, I'll give it to you. You have to keep it well, if you lose it, I will be angry."

Hearing this, Lin Fengsheng not only showed no color on his face, but narrowed his eyes, full of vigilance: "Why do I feel that your words are deceitful..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that his hands were empty—the 36-jin golden cudgel just disappeared without a trace!

At the same time, Mo Fei heard a crisp "ding" from the phone, and the card drawer had cooled down again.

Lin Fengsheng's gaze was immediately attracted by the lit cube in Mo Fei's hand, and a playful smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Could it be that he put the phone in his pocket and asked blankly, "Luo Yazi didn't show up just now, did you kill him early, or did you escape?"

Lin Fengsheng flicked his long sword, and returned to the sheath handsomely: "I don't know where he escaped, but we can always meet him."

Could it be that he glanced at Ou Hongyun who was sleeping peacefully on the scroll, and asked, "What should we do now?"

Lin Fengsheng thought for a while, and replied: "The sick man would have been able to divination, but he fell down, and I don't know which way to go..."

"In that case, don't leave."

A hoarse and sinister voice suddenly pressed down from all around, making it impossible for people to tell the direction of the person for a while.

The corner of Lin Fengsheng's mouth withdrew his smile, and he swung the long sword that had just been sheathed again, but it drew a circular formation on the ground, protecting the three of them.

Luo Yazi's figure slowly appeared on the roof of a thatched cottage.

He was surrounded by black air, his skin turned blue, his eyes glowed crimson, and there was a vertical pupil between his brows, which was as red as his eyes, as if there was blood rolling in them.

"Evil pupil..." Mo Fei murmured, finally realizing something was wrong, "Damn it! Jun Zetian actually hides Xietong's [-]-year-old boy!"

"So, what are you hiding?" Lin Fengsheng chuckled softly, "Why don't you hurry up and use your housekeeping skills?"

Could it be that he also knew that the situation was urgent and there was no room for procrastination, so he took out his phone from his arms and drew a card on the spot!

Congratulations on getting: Magician Set.

Prize use: Incarnation of a strange magician, costume defense +6, charisma -66, taunt +233.

Expiry date: The effect will disappear automatically the next time armor prizes are drawn.

Another armor!

Could it be that he was so frightened that he almost died on the spot!

Whenever he pulls out his armor, it's never a surprise. He feels that he's about to get PTSD from the armor!

However, Murphy's fear doesn't stop anything.

In the blink of an eye, he felt that his vision seemed to be blocked by something, and then his neck tightened, and the tie of his suit was tied around his body.

Lin Fengsheng looked at Mo Fei who was changing clothes before the battle in surprise.

I saw that the other party was wearing a strange dark and light green striped blouse on the upper body, and straight-leg pants of the same color and style but half a foot shorter on the lower body, revealing eye-catching red socks, a pair of black leather shoes, and a emerald green cloak hanging on the back. Somehow, a piece of round transparent crystal was pasted on his face, his hands were covered by white gloves, and he was holding a short curved stick in one hand, and on his head was a cap that looked like a small bucket and was the same color as the cloak.

Could it be that he raised his hand to loosen the bow tie that nearly strangled him, saw the color of the clothes on his body, his expression suddenly became serious, and he hurriedly touched the hat on his head.

Holding the hat in his hand, seeing the emerald green color, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he raised his hand to throw the green hat out.

In the next second, flocks of white pigeons flew out of the hats, rushed towards Luo Yazi who was standing on the roof not far away, and flew over his head.

...Where it went, a thick layer of bird poop was left behind.