The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback,
Immediately with a sneer, the surrounding monsters pounced on like a sea tide, almost covering the entire yellow mask!
The long knife is flying! Blood splattered!
Yan Huai struggling to make every cut!
But there are too many monsters, more and more cracks appear on the mask,
Yan Huai stepped on his feet one after another, and one after another fear crystal was activated, and in a blink of an eye he was smashed by the monster beast that rushed up!
I don’t know how many knives were swung, the monsters outside the yellow mask finally became thinner.
Yan Huai's hands were trembling slightly, and he was sweating profusely. He exchanged a physique enhancer from the ring, hit it on the neck, gritted his teeth and continued to chop...
at last,
When the last monster beast had its head cut off with a knife, blood flowed into a river outside the yellow mask, like a hell-like scene of flesh and blood...
Looking at the yellow mask full of cracks,
Yan Huai gritted his teeth and activated a piece of fear crystal again, and then sat down on the threshold of the wine cellar, gasping for breath...
The middle-aged man looked at Yan Huai with interest, the red carp on his left hand was swimming back and forth around his arm.
"Where did you get the white-robed man's equipment?"
"I picked it up..." Yan Huai said nonsense.
"A full set of white-robed men's equipment, there is no broken new equipment, picked it up?" The middle-aged man said, walking forward slowly, standing among the flesh and blood, condescendingly looking at Yan Huai in the yellow mask. ,
"You may not believe it..." Yan Huai stood on his knees, slowly stood up, and blocked the entrance of the wine cellar: "When we were fighting with that bastard Liu Heyi before, he had something in his hand. A lot of good things..."
He secretly guessed what the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him was,
I can see the equipment on my body at a glance, and I can accurately say that this is a brand new thing. It must be a person in the world of the dead just like Dixi.
It should be better than Di Xi, at least Di Xi can’t let that red carp swim around...
Since Liu Heyi was the target of the mission in the World of the Dead, now that he says so, it shouldn't be a big problem, right
"Liu Heyi..." The middle-aged man raised his head and looked up at the sky as if he was thinking about the name, and did not speak for a while.
Yan Huai's long sword was crossed in front of his chest, but he was secretly worried. It has been half an hour since the master went down, and there was no movement at all... Is he in trouble
The man seemed to think of the name Liu Heyi, then glanced at Yan Huai, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
This admiration made Yan Huai feel cold all over.
He subconsciously activated three crystals of fear one after another, and the yellow mask now emits a dazzling light in the black mist.
"Crack!"
Yan Huai only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the several layers of masks that had just been activated in front of him were pierced at the same time!
One right hand gently pressed Yan Huai's chest,
"Boom!"
A huge force struck from that palm, and Yan Huai was hit and flew up, hitting the door frame of the wine cellar directly behind him.
"Cough cough cough..." Yan Huai swung a knife and chopped vigorously, forcing the middle-aged man back.
Yan Huai lowered his head and glanced at the chest of the white robe, and saw countless thin cracks slowly dissipating on the white robe...
This middle-aged man is too strong! Directly smashed several layers of the mask of fear crystals, and also cracked the white robe?
Yan Huai just raised his head, his mask made a loud noise, his eyes went dark, his feet were soft, and he lifted his head into the dark passage...
The middle-aged man retracted his right hand, slowly shook his head and walked towards the entrance of the wine cellar.
A silver long knife suddenly pierced out of the darkness, and the tip of the knife almost touched the middle-aged man’s neck. The middle-aged man seemed to be weightless, and fell back lightly with the airflow stabbed by the long knife. ,
The mask on Yan Huai’s face was miserable. Not only did he crack several hideous cracks, he even broke a small piece in the upper left corner, and his forehead was dripping with blood.
"Just now... not counting I retreated... it was you... who beat me... and went in!" Yan Huai grabbed the door frame with one hand and crawled out of the passage with difficulty, pointing the long knife in his hand tremblingly at the middle-aged man.
Yan Huai stood up swayingly, straightened his spine hard, and looked at the middle-aged man.
"Let's... make a bet? See if I... can you resist... ten punches?" Yan Huai smiled and waved at the middle-aged man.
"Boom!"
The white mask exploded violently, and Yan Huai slumped backwards. He stretched out his arms hard, and buckled them tightly on the edges of the door frames on both sides, without letting his body fall into the passage again...
There was a buzzing in his head, and the huge impact made Yan Huai only feel that his eyes were blackened for a while, his lips were knocked on his teeth, and his mouth was full of salty breath...
Yan Huai exhausted all his strength and stood up straight again, trying to spit a bloody spit on the ground.
"The little black cat is right... My combat effectiveness is too weak..." Yan Huai raised his hand and grabbed the silver long knife that fell aside, and threw it at the middle-aged man!
The long knife fell slantingly at the feet of the middle-aged man,
The middle-aged man looked down at the thrown out long knife, looking at Yan Huai with a green expression.
This dwarf! Do you want to die
Do you really think I have a good temper and will not kill people
The middle-aged man disappeared, and when he appeared again, he almost stuck in front of Yan Huai.
A fist hit Yan Huai's chest fiercely, and countless fine cracks exploded in the white robe, almost covering the entire abdomen...
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Yan Huai knelt down in front of the middle-aged man, bent over and cupped his abdomen, with his forehead resting on the ground.
His face turned purple, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.
"Go away!" The middle-aged man lifted his foot to kick Yan Huai away.
Suddenly he was hugged by his thighs with two hands,
Yan Huai dragged the middle-aged man desperately and stood up again with difficulty.
His eyes lost focus, and his hands held the middle-aged man’s shoulders like this, grinning desperately.
"Three punches... haven't you eaten?"
"Boom!"
Another punch hit Yan Huai’s abdomen,
Yan Huai softened, almost lying on the middle-aged man, the bright red blood wet his white shirt...
"Four punches... you sissy... come on, slap Laozi in the face!" Yan Huai coughed violently, with blood foaming in his mouth.
The middle-aged man's blue veins jumped on his forehead, he pushed Yan Huai away forcefully, took a step back, raised his right fist, and hit Yan Huai's face with a fierce punch!
"Pouch..."
There was a muffled sound,
The head exploded like a tomato,
The red and white rising all over the sky spilled all over the floor,
Yan Huai knelt before the middle-aged man...
The middle-aged man kept throwing his fist and fell straight back. There was only a little skin left on the head of his neck, still attached to his neck, blood was gurgling in his neck...
Yan Huai took out a powerful therapeutic injection with a trembling hand and hit it fiercely on the neck.
He sat on the ground with a blood-stained face, smiling happily,
"Fortunately, fortunately to know the glorious history before the master... otherwise it will really overturn this time..."
With that, Yan Huai opened the ring tremblingly, and looked at the ring full of hundreds of avatars...
In the far corner of the world of the dead,
On the wooden terrace over the turquoise lake,
The middle-aged man in jeans and a white shirt slowly opened his eyes.
A metal cube in his hand split into two pieces,
He looked at the metal square, raised his hand and rubbed his temple, seeming to be a little confused.
"How did I die? That guy clearly doesn't have the ability to fight back, and there is no trace of using props on his body. How did he kill me as a carrier?"
He lowered his head and thought for a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Is it a stand-in doll? No wonder he clamored for me to slap him in the face... He is really a sinister little man!"
The middle-aged man threw the metal cube into the lake and said, "Come here!"
"Master..." The door on the terrace was opened, and the servant in the house knelt down,
"Go and notify the technical department, and take the exchangeable one-time item stand-in dolls off the shelves for me..."
"Yes… "
Waved his hand, let the servant go down, the middle-aged man walked to the terrace with his hands behind his back,
"Little dwarf...what is your identity? Why do you stop me from going down? That place should be a barrier fissure. If there is no seal formation, what should I do if the barrier is broken?"
The middle-aged man lay on the railing of the terrace, staring at the lake with his eyes, and muttering softly: "Yan Huai, I remember your name is Yan Huai..."
"Come on..."
"Master, please tell me..."
"Go, call Lu Hui... I have something to leave him to do. Did Dixi come back?"
"Master, Lord Dixi hasn't returned yet..."
"Go, call Lu Hui, I want him to find someone for me..." (End of this chapter)