Step Back! Master is Here!

Edward woke up in pain, just woke up, and before he got up, someone continued to output to him, punching and kicking him, blowing his nose and swollen face.

Realizing that he couldn't wake up because of the drug, Chu Chongtian, who was almost killed by this guy, would not be light.

After I finished, I panted and asked, "What do you want?"

"Miss, Miss." Edward ignored Chu Zhongtian, but looked at An An, his expression almost like a wild cat howling in spring.

"It's really a metamorphosis." Chu Chongtian said, "In other words, I watched a comic, and said that the old housekeeper had an idea about the young lady, and then, in the end, even the father joined in for the ghost father-count Don't say this. "

It can be seen that he is still agitated.

A ghost who can kill in dreams is not easy to deal with.

Even if there are thighs around, but there are no thighs in the dream, how does Chu Chongtian hold?

Chu Zhongtian, who thought he was stable, was panicked.

"Practice your hands," said Tang Luo. "These people are more appropriate."

Already too lazy to listen to Edward's "story", Chu Zhongtian's induction should be closer now.

"I'm going to get 'weapons.'" An An said, stood up and ran into the kitchen.

After a while, he came out with two square chopping boards, and on the one hand extended a handshake, like two pig-knives, and could be used as weapons.

Tang Luo stood up, consuming minimal merit, and awakened all of them: "Make a deal?"

The one-armed man looked at Tang Luo, wiped his mouth and asked, "What deal?"

"You fight one-on-one, kill these two, and I'll let you go." Tang Luo said.

These two?

The one-armed man saw the two men pointed to by Tang Luo, and felt that the white-haired man in front of him was teasing them.

Two little fart high school students, one to one fight?

Even if two people come together, one of them can be killed within a minute or two.

"Can you talk?" One-armed man asked.

No matter what the other party's conspiracy is, I can only listen now and follow his pace.

"Monks don't slang." Tang Luo laughed.

The one-armed man didn't feel that this white-haired man was a monk, watching the deathmatch in life, showing a vicious behavior.

"The Dharma is boundless."

Tang Luo folded his hands and drank aloud, blessing An An and Chu Chongtian.

...

"Little girl, very adaptable and has great potential." Li casually stood beside Tang Luo and said, "I did not waste your training."

"I just have a chance," said Tang Luo, doing what he wanted to do.

Edward and others have been solved, and the body has been dealt with.

An An changed her clothes and sat on the sofa, her expression a little hesitant.

It is no better than the scene of closing the eyes at noon and waving the cabinet door casually. The battle at night is the true tempering.

It means she has really said goodbye to ordinary people and the ordinary world ever since.

Some hands rubbed red and peeled. Although it looked like a soft girl's soft appearance, the "resilience" and potential shown were worthy of praise.

Not the kind of greenhouse flowers that can't stand the damage.

For Chu Chongtian, it is simply to improve some close combat skills and have more experience in life and death.

During the first mission, he followed Tang Luo through a scene that was countless times more horrible than before, and he certainly had the ability to bear it.

Later, after two more missions, it is impossible to get involved in the "killing" matter.

After Chu Zhongtian had washed and returned to the living room again, his face was still a bit sad. How could the evil spirit in the dream deal with it?

It is impossible not to sleep for a whole month, it will cause sudden death.

Even Li Li, who cultivates immortals, can't really sleep and rest for a month now.

Instead of going to sleep, he used meditation and regular training to achieve better results than sleeping.

"Then, I'll go to bed first," Tang Luo said suddenly, "see if I'll meet that Cao Cao."

"Master!" Chu Chongtian almost cried impatiently, anxious to go home immediately to worship Tang Luo's tablet.

"Don't be so touched, it is the duty of the poor monk to reduce demons and demon monsters." Tang Luo said that it is a happy thing to earn merits.

Tangluo sat cross-legged, closing his eyes as if the old monk had settled in, showing a sense of tranquility and peace.

Everyone looked at him and wondered if he would encounter the evil ghost in the dream. He would call himself Cao Cao, as if it had something to do with the real world?

Actually, otherwise, the composition of the dream itself is related to the dreamer.

The appearance of Tang Luo and self-proclaimed Cao Cao were all due to Chu Zhongtian's memory.

The evil spirit in the dream just used these materials.

"No."

Half an hour later, Tang Luo opened his eyes again.

Chu Zhongtian suddenly felt a toothache. Is this his exclusive evil spirit, and he just stared at him like that?

"I'll try it, too." Li Suanyi Yi was bold and eager to try.

"Uncle!"

"Don't come!" Li stepped back casually, he didn't want to be stared tearfully by a tragic green high school student.

Compared to Tang Luo's old monk, the casual sleeping position of Li was much more casual. He went to the sofa and fell asleep after a while.

Become a good habit developed after the demon walks, go to sleep as fast as possible, and try to restore physical strength and energy.

Time passes minute by minute.

Boring time is always difficult. The season of the mission world, like the real world, is close to deep winter.

The heating in the living room is quite warm now.

There was nothing to do, and the temperature was not low, An An began nodding frequently, somewhat sleepy.

"Don't sleep, just in case it comes to your door," Chu Zhongtian reminded.

Now Li casually did not respond, and seemed to sleep very comfortably, but before Chu Zhongtian was torn in his dream, he slept soundly.

The damage will only show up at the last moment.

It's hard to tell if you've fallen asleep now or will you meet the evil spirit in your dreams.

"Oh." An An looked up. "I'll wash my face."

After eating and bathing, she slept for more than an hour, or because she had been prescribed medicine.

Without a real rest, Tang Luo prescribes an antidote to help him eliminate some fatigue.

And through the common tempering of her body, she was really tired at this time.

"It doesn't matter if you want to sleep, the poor monk can at least guarantee your life." Tang Luo said.

"Let's hold for a while," An An said, walking to the toilet on the first floor, letting out cold water to wash his face, so that he was awake.

"Oh!"

Just turned off the faucet, An An suddenly heard the sound of "swish".

It's like something hitting the ground continuously.

"This voice ..." After listening for a few seconds, An An stunned.

Isn't that the sound I heard in Master Xuanzang's rental house in the morning?

According to the masters, most of the corpses were dragged and dropped on the stairs.

Because they are not fast enough, they did not see the palms they said flashed, but the voice, An An would not remember it wrong!

"The master is bad! That ghost voice has appeared again!"

An An rushed out of the bathroom, the bathroom on the first floor, naturally a little distance from the living room.

On the "road" to the living room is a staircase to the second floor.

That thing is probably on the stairs at this moment.

"I have the master's light, at least I can save my life, and go to the living room as quickly as possible, is the safest."

Rather than hiding here, it's better to rely on the light and rush forward.

As for actively confronting that "source of danger", it is certainly not considered.

This is a survival mission, not a hunting mission.

Just rushed out of the bathroom, ran to An An in the living room, and stopped suddenly.

The bang sound stopped, and a figure appeared just at the entrance of the stairs, standing on the last step, looking at An An.

Grasp a person's ankle with his right hand, and the trousers faded down a distance due to gravity, revealing thick leg hair.

The shoes were black Martin boots, An An remembered, that one-armed man was wearing such boots.

"Big ... Master?"

An An stepped back two steps, eyes widened.

The person standing on the ladder, dragging down a corpse, was not someone else, but it was Tang Luo!

The gray-haired hair, the dark eyes, turned to look at An'an's words.

"..."

An An did not speak, her heart beating violently.

Did Tang Luo go upstairs in the living room and drag the corpse to the attic in the top floor?

how is this possible?

She came in to wash her face for only a minute, how could there be such a fast speed that Tang Luo would move instantly?

And what's the matter of dragging the body down?

That voice is clearly the same as what I heard in the morning!

Don't Tang Luo, whom they have always regarded as the pillars and protectors, have other hidden feelings?

Seeing An An, Tang Luo on the ladder laughed and put the corpse's feet down.

In the face of this smile, An An felt a chill, real nausea and chill, coming from all directions and spreading out of the body.

She wanted to vomit and escape, but her body became numb and uncontrolled.

After reluctantly taking two steps back, he fell directly to the ground. Rather than letting his hands support him and letting him fall down, it was better that he had stiffened his hands, so he did not lie completely on the ground.

Suddenly "understand" why the people in the horror movie will just yell when facing evil spirits-she doesn't even have the ability to yell now!

Tang Luo did not speak, took a step down, set foot on the "ground", and walked towards An An step by step.

The chill grew stronger, and the temperature was still around.

An An felt, however, that she was not exhaling breath but a stack of ice cubes.

Not only that, the air seemed to be evacuated, and a fire was breathing in, burning her lungs.

The bigger the mouth, the more pain there is.

Walking to An An, standing still, Tang Luoju looked down, his face also smiling.

Make people feel a desperate smile.

"Ha-ha-" He sighed loudly, An An couldn't even move his eyes.

She saw her hands sticking out from behind Tang Luo's head.

Hold one's chin with one hand, and hold the top of the head with the other, and "open" to both sides.

Turn your head 180 degrees!

Then ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ twisted back again, another identical face appeared next to the twisted head.

"An'an, do you like it?" Tang Luo asked.

An An took a sharp breath, and the body suppressed by the cold suddenly returned to control, her eyes rolled, and she collapsed to the ground very simply.

At the same time, a single elbow hit the siege hammer and hit Tang Luo's cheek.

Tang Luo stretched out his left hand and spread his fingers between them.

"boom!"

A dull noise came.

Tang Luo leaned a little to the side, stepped to the left with his left foot, and stepped into a hole on the floor.

After a moment, he turned his head, looked at another himself, and laughed: "Interesting."