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Wei Junxing's thinking was almost the same as his. He wanted to jump out of the battlefield, but was also bounced back by the invisible air wall.

Another group of monsters also rushed up, and Wei Linggong, who was originally in the middle, changed his position and jumped to He Jingshuo's side.

Before He Jingshuo could deal with the rushing monsters, Wei Linggong held up his big knife and slashed down again. He had to roll over and over again. Unfortunately, he just rolled under the feet of another group of rushing monsters.

The monster opened its mouth wide and bit down on his thigh. He Jingshuo hurriedly raised his gun to pick the monster, and Wei Linggong next to him slashed down again.

On the other side, Wei Junxing raised his gun and shot towards the monster's mouth, but the bullet deviated and shot right into the monster's eyeball.

The black grape-like eyeballs were hit by bullets, and there was a sudden burst of black smoke, as if it had exploded automatically. The monster stopped in place and never moved again.

He Jingshuo suddenly noticed the clue, he rolled over and stepped on another line without monsters, and shot fiercely at the eyes of several monsters charging up.

Sure enough, as long as you shoot the monster in the eye, the opponent will stop.

Wei Junxing also imitated He Jingshuo's way, and launched a fierce attack on the monster that kept rushing up.

After a while, a pile of monster corpses stopped on the field, but the rest of the monsters seemed to go crazy, running faster and faster, and they were still 200 meters away, and they were here in the blink of an eye.

He Jingshuo didn't even have time to react, the monster he saw became an afterimage before his eyes.

But Wei Linggong's speed was even faster, and a cloud of black mist was seen on the entire field. He Jingshuo felt a knife in his arm when he was inattentive, and he felt severe pain.

But he didn't dare to slack off for a moment. Wei Junxing, who was standing aside, could only watch his bleeding wound and wanted to come up to help, but he was powerless.

Behind him is an air wall, and in front of him is a monster track that rotates back and forth all the time, and he has no gap to cross it in one step.

Similarly, in front of He Jingshuo, there was an air wall formed by the monsters running up.

In addition, Wei Linggong, who ran the whole field, had no track to follow at all, and three whirlwinds rolled up, separating He Jingshuo and Wei Junxing.

Several pieces of Wei Junxing's legs, hands, and arms had been scraped off by the blade, and it was excruciatingly painful.

He Jingshuo was not much better than him, especially when Wei Linggong slashed his arm, his flesh turned out and he bled profusely.

The two held their guns, knowing that knocking out the monster's eyes would defeat it, but at such a fast speed, they couldn't aim at the eyes at all.

What's more, there was also Wei Linggong who was running around in the field, and he got out of nowhere, and the situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

Both Wei Junxing and He Jingshuo were nervously guarding against Wei Linggong's long sword, but the black whirlwind that Wei Linggong set off swept the audience, and there was no pattern to follow.

Wei Linggong saw that He Jingshuo was stabbed again in the leg, and his knees softened and he knelt on the ground.

How could it be possible to avoid Wei Linggong's long knife like this?He was in a daze, and his leg was cut with a long knife, and he lost consciousness from the pain from the knee down.

He didn't dare to delay any longer, he was afraid that He Jingshuo would die under Wei Linggong's sword again this time, and he didn't want to experience the heart-piercing pain again.

He dodged the line of the monster, not wanting to kill the monster again, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and only relied on his ears to catch Wei Linggong's figure.

Just when he felt that the gust of wind was approaching him, he stretched out his long arms and grabbed something that looked like a leg. It should not be a human leg, but a horse leg.

He squatted down hard, and didn't care whether Wei Linggong's long knife came down or not, he hugged that leg fiercely, and was dragged around the audience.

He Jingshuo was completely intimidated by Wei Junxing's desperate style of play. His hand that raised the gun began to tremble. He knew that Wei Junxing had created an opportunity for him.

His shot had to hit Wei Linggong, and he had to kill him in one blow, otherwise Wei Junxing would definitely die if Wei Linggong's long knife fell down.

Wei Junxing hugged the horse's legs tightly, Wei Linggong's speed slowed down, his spinning long knife was raised, and it went towards Wei Junxing's neck at a strange speed.

At the same time, He Jingshuo's bullet also came out of the chamber, and with the sound of the wind, the bullet went straight to Wei Linggong's eyeball.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, the bullet pierced Wei Linggong's eyeball, and Wei Linggong let go of his hand, the blade of the long knife turned over, and the back of the knife slashed on Wei Junxing's neck.

The two fell to the ground at the same time, and the afterimages of the two monsters quickly collapsed and disappeared without a trace because of Wei Linggong's fall.

The corpses of those monsters on the ground also disappeared with the fall of Wei Linggong.

He Jingshuo collapsed on the ground, with no strength in his body. He moved slowly towards Wei Junxing who was lying on the ground, trying to see him, but his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and every time he moved, he felt a sharp pain.

At the moment he hit Wei Linggong's eyeball, he seemed to see a cloud of yellow mist rising from the ground.

After much effort, he finally crawled up to Wei Junxing and grabbed his hand first.

Wei Junxing's hands and body were covered with knife marks, and the longest cut was on his leg. If the blade hadn't been staggered just now, maybe Wei Junxing's head fell to the ground at this time.

Why did they insist on coming back to find Gong Nianwei, a femme fatale? What does it matter if she dies or not?

He Jingshuo hugged Wei Junxing and cried loudly, why did they have to come to this ghost place.

His helpless mourning sounded in the forest that covered the sky and the sun, and before he had time to clean Shi Wei Junxing's wounds, he felt that the surrounding scenery darkened, and several yellow yarns slapped the trees around him.

"weasel?"

The very familiar yellow yarn immediately woke up He Jingshuo, he gently put down Wei Junxing, raised his gun and looked up into the sky.

Weasels like to fall from the sky, and to surround them at this time must be looking for them to seek revenge.

The house leak coincided with the continuous night rain, and the appearance of the weasel was tantamount to worsening the situation. He Jingshuo's trembling heart was so tense that he could hardly breathe.

What's more frightening is that those animals have all disappeared, and the appearance of the weasel now only shows one point.

Gong Nianwei teamed up with Weasel.

A charming voice came from above, full of mockery,

"Yo, He Jingshuo, now you have also felt the pain of losing your lover, how about it? However, Wei Junxing is not dead yet, so you can let him live a little longer."

A yellow figure descended from the sky, and He Jingshuo tightly squeezed the trigger.

Weasel's yellow veil slowly fell to the ground, and the bullet casings of the AK47 crashed all over her, but it didn't affect her in any way.

"Don't fight, it's just futile. I said you humans are hypocritical, so I just came in and killed you. It's so good and neat. But that Gong Nianwei just refused to let me go, and insisted on teasing you. Look, this injured person, Is this interesting?"