The corpse girl was killed first, but the situation did not tilt towards Duan Lin's side, because after the corpse girl was killed, the two dead servants were already at the end of the battle.
A minute later, the two dead servants were torn to pieces by the remaining two corpses.
Zhou Mengdie chuckled lightly and said with emotion: "Compared with the creation of heaven and earth, a man-made evil thing is really inferior. When you see a good product, you will be judged high."
Duan Lin's eyes were full of disapproval: "However, the number of creations in heaven and earth is scarce, and man-made evil things can be mass-produced."
"Why are you proud of mass-produced a pile of garbage?" Zhou Mengdie's tone was full of disdain.
When the two corpse girls approached Duan Lin again, accompanied by a quack, one of the corpse girls' head was cut off by an invisible thread and died on the spot.
The remaining corpse girls looked up at the top of the hall, and found that an evil object appeared on the chandelier.
This evil creature was as thin as firewood, and his skin and face were as dead as a human. At first glance, it looked like skinny. But the evil creature's two arms are very long, and the right hand is constantly grasping, manipulating the slender, almost invisible silk thread.
The corner of Zhou Mengdie's mouth raised: "You can cut the neck of the corpse girl directly. It seems that these threads should come from the high-level spider elves."
"Wow!" The long-handed corpse jumped from the chandelier, and both hands manipulated the silk thread at the same time, directly cutting the rushing corpse into countless small pieces.
In the blink of an eye, the two corpse girls were killed.
Who said that man-made things must be inferior to the creation of heaven and earth? At least in front of Duan Lin, this rule does not hold.
It's a pity that everything shouldn't be wrong, the long-handed corpse shouldn't try to challenge Zhou Mengdie when it gets a little bit of bargain. When the long-handed corpse controlled the silk thread to attack Zhou Mengdie, those silk threads bound Zhou Mengdie, but could not cut Zhou Mengdie's skin. Immediately afterwards, several black qi spread along the silk thread to the body of the long-handed corpse. Almost instantly, the long-hand corpse was infected by some terrible virus, and immediately fell down.
Ge, turned to attack Duan Lin.
Fan Wei was close at hand and could clearly see a stream of blood flying off Duan Lin's cheek.
"Duan Lin!" Fan Wei yelled out in a panic.
But Duan Lin didn't move at all, and even raised his hand and waved it to signal Fan Wei not to worry. Seeing Duan Lin took out a button and pressed it lightly, the long-handed corpse immediately exploded into countless pieces of meat.
It turned out that Duan Lin installed bombs in all the evil objects he created, avoiding all the possibility of turning back.
I have to say that Duan Lin's strategy can be described as a perfect fit.
At this time, Zhou Mengdie, who was opposite, had Erlang's legs upright, her snow-white thighs exposed in the air, she said glamorously and dangerously: "You should know that no matter how many dead servants you send, you can't change the situation today."
Duan Lin nodded: "I know, and I have no plans to change the situation. After all, Fan Wei has been invincible since the beginning."
"Oh? How to say?" Zhou Mengdie asked with interest.
Duan Lin stretched out his hand and pointed at Johnny next to him: "Don't you feel that this man has your blood in his body, but he is your descendant?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Mengdie suddenly bounced from the chair, staring at Johnny from a distance.
And Johnny was also dumbfounded. Obviously, he couldn't even dream that he would be involved with such a terrible evil thing.
After staring for a few seconds, the corner of Zhou Mengdie's mouth rose with an arc: "That's it."
After all, Zhou Mengdie's sight finally condensed on Fan Wei, and smiled: "Don't you think that you can control me if you master my offspring?"
Fan Wei shook her head decisively: "It's just a little containment."
"Contain? The ants want to contain me too? I'm laughing to death!" Zhou Mengdie laughed and smiled, and she went straight to Duan Lin: "Enough games!"
In the blink of an eye, the distance between Zhou Mengdie and Duan Lin was once again shortened to within five meters. At this time, another dead servant appeared. This time, a puppet nearly three meters high appeared. It smashed through the door like a scourge and rushed towards Zhou Mengdie. Unfortunately, when Zhou Mengdie was less than two meters away, he was counterattacked by Zhou Mengdie. In less than two seconds, he was torn into numbers.
Piece.
Spike!
Zhou Mengdie's strength is no longer what the dead servant can shake.
Nothing could stop Zhou Mengdie anymore. When she reached Duan Lin, her eyes were fierce: "Get away!"
When the words fell, Zhou Mengdie waved his hand and swept away the immobile Duan Lin directly.
Boom! With a loud noise, Duan Lin slammed into the auditorium, dust everywhere.
Fan Wei was panicked, and when he was about to check Duan Lin's situation, Duan Lin crawled out of the dust at the fastest speed and returned between Fan Wei and Zhou Mengdie again.
Duan Lin was already a dead soul, but when he was hit by Zhou Mengdie, he would still be injured!
Obviously, Zhou Mengdie's strength has completely exceeded the limitations of his body.
A flash of hatred flashed in Zhou Mengdie's eyes. He grabbed Duan Lin by the neck and lifted his hand into the air. He said coldly, "How much can you pay for this woman? Death?"
Duan Lin said nothing, only responding to Zhou Mengdie with his eyes.
Zhou Mengdie understood, her hand directly pierced Duan Lin's stomach, the front came in and the back came out, and the pure black blood splashed on Fan Wei's face.
At that moment, Fan Wei's defense completely collapsed.
Fan Wei wanted to rescue him, but her only means was the Holy Light of Yulong Ring. Unfortunately, this Holy Light does not distinguish between enemy and me. Once released, it is very likely that Duan Lin will be killed first.
Fan Wei could only rush forward desperately, but Zhou Mengdie was in the arms.
Zhou Mengdie's index finger poked directly towards Fan Wei's eyebrows. Just as Fan Wei was about to get a headshot, Duan Lin waved his arm abruptly.
Yao's black nails pierced Duan Lin's arm without resistance, and black blood splashed again.
That is the blood of ghosts, but it is hotter than the blood of all human beings in the world! Because this blood contains Duan Lin's unswerving love for Fan Wei.
Even this love has never been said. Duan Lin's desperate protection completely angered Zhou Mengdie. Zhou Mengdie roared and slammed Duan Lin to the ground, stepped on Duan Lin's body, and roared: "I am the one who loves you, but you protect this bitch in front of me. How dare you insult my love? With true heart, I will let you give you nothing
The price the law bears! "
As Zhou Mengdie's feet pressed hard, black blood squirted from Duan Lin's seven orifices, the ferocious look of death once high above, the invincible king, is now so embarrassed!
And all this is because of Fan Wei. Fan Wei couldn't bear to be so ruined by her beloved! (End of this chapter)