The Immortal’s Poison

Chapter 62: Own

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A long vine that almost melted into the night was twisting and turning silently, and was about to wrap around Wen Buzuo's neck. WwW. QuanBen-XiaoShuo. COm

Wen Leyang's five fingers quickly plucked, and the long vines hit the long vines like raindrops. The black long vines trembled continuously, and finally a scream was heard in the dark, and the long vines fell to the ground.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the black vine that fell to the ground suddenly jumped up again and rushed towards Little Pepper, who was walking towards Wen Leyang. He shouted a message in mid-air and turned into a gray-white snake again!

At the same time, the entire tree began to tremble violently, and the sound of mud and the rolling leaves merged into a creepy slippery sound. Countless black vines shrouded it from all directions!

The Wen and Luo families retreated quickly. Everyone took out the short knives they carried with them. The sharp sword light reflected the moon halo and exploded layer by layer, covering each other to cut off the black vines.

Mu Mu's weapon, the soul-fixing needle, was now on Ah Dan. He was not nervous at all when facing the poisonous snake. He sneered and made a mistake with his hands, grabbing seven inches of the snake like lightning. Just when he was about to catch it, the gray-white long The snake suddenly shrank back. Mu Mu looked unhappy and stamped her feet angrily: "I'll do it myself!"

"What the hell!" Wen Leyang, who had always been good-tempered, suddenly yelled angrily, and the red scar on his cheekbone flashed with ferocious violence. Just as the snake pounced, he grabbed the snake's tail and pulled Jimmy away. The long gray snake pulled back, and Little Pepper finally caught it.

Wen Leyang's other free hand quickly grabbed the snake. The gray snake let out a scream, twisted wildly for a few times, and then fell straight to the ground and stopped moving.

Only then did Mu Mu see that there were gray bone needles inserted upside down in Snake's body. The sharp edges of the needles were almost flush with the snake's body. Except for Wen Leyang's iron hand, whoever grabbed it would be caught. How many holes were pierced

The long black vine that pounced on the others was unexpectedly fragile. It fell apart under the bright light of the knife, and was shaved off in a short time.

However, no one had a relaxed expression on their face. Everyone adjusted their bodies to their peak and carefully guarded their surroundings, preparing to deal with the next round of witchcraft from the swarm of swarms.

Something is wrong. But for a while no one could tell what went wrong.

The sound of mud around me continued to fill my ears.

really. A moment later, someone suddenly screamed in exclamation!

Nail Wenbu, who had hardly spoken for several days, let out a somewhat hysterical yell. The withered and thin body jumped up hard. The fists are like wheels. Angrily, he smashed at one of the Centipede team.

That person actually also screamed in surprise. He fiercely faced Wen Buyu in the air. By the mottled moonlight. Everyone felt like they were scratching their heads. Both of them are gentle! Two identical people fought desperately. Even Wen Bu said he couldn't tell which brother was his.

Immediately the exclamations continued. Everyone discovered another 'self' not far away. The team that originally numbered less than thirty people was attacked by Black Vine. It turned into almost sixty people. Except Wen Leyang. All became two. Even Pepper has been copied. And they all carry a Dan on their backs.

There is no normal person among the masters who can be selected by the parents of two families to follow their precious disciples on adventures. They are all masters who will kill their boxers without giving instructions. They are not afraid of the knife when they see it more intimately than anything else. He is better at turning fear into anger. Now when he sees an enemy who looks exactly like himself, he pounces on him with red eyes. He fights with all his strength without saying a word. There are only two Wen Bu who fight and spit at each other. .

There were screams one after another, and people kept falling down, but no matter whether they were genuine or pirated, they dragged the other self fiercely before death, and viciously sent the weapons in their hands into the enemy's belly. In just a moment, Four or five tangled figures have already fallen to the ground. After two people die, one of the corpses will twist and turn into a small bamboo man. The Bamboo Man's face is without exception stuck with a head or a small piece of skin debris.

Since the enemy appeared, Wen Leyang has opened and closed his pores several times to use his special spiritual sense to explore the surroundings. Unfortunately, his strength is now limited and he can only feel the surrounding area of tens of meters. A swarm of bees has been hiding in the distance and performing witchcraft to harm people. Wen Leyang Can't catch them either.

It was different now. The enemy was right next to him. Wen Leyang closed his eyes, and the pores on his body quickly opened and closed. Everything that was happening within a few dozen meters nearby was quickly reflected in his mind. The crowd that was fighting desperately, a It is the person who follows him, and the other is a bamboo doll wrapped in blood and black mist.

Wen Leyang let out a long roar, and rushed towards Xiaojiao like an angry leopard. Without even looking, he twisted his hands fiercely and broke a white and tender neck with a click. Amidst the shrill screams in the distance, a The bamboo puppet fell to the ground with its mouth crooked and its eyes slanted.

Little Pepper stood there dumbfounded: "You... aren't you afraid of killing the wrong person?"

Wen Leyang had already jumped to the side, wrapped in the strong wind, quickly weaving in and out of the battle group, breaking a neck every time he stretched out his hand, and then the bamboo puppets scattered, and shrill screams came...

Wen Buzuo took a moment out of his busy schedule and yelled at Wen Leyang: "You're still not helping!"

Another Wen Buzuo also screamed: "Kill him quickly!"

Wen Leyang grinned: "You're not busy."

All the dummies turned into puppets have been killed by Wen Leyang, and only two Wen Buzuo are still fighting. However, the risk factor of fighting between two people is very low, and they basically only scold and beat less.

Mu Mu carefully looked at the nailed heads or skin scraps on the bamboo puppet's head: "Qingmiao is going to use his skin to cast witchcraft. Everyone, please cover your heads and don't expose your hands and feet!"

Wen Leyang also nodded and understood. Just now, his group was shuttled through the dense forest, and it was inevitable that they would rub the fallen shavings among the branches and leaves. Qingmiao had been collecting these things until he attacked. As for him now, he has become Wen Lazi since he trained. The skills and the skin of the head have become as important a part of the body as the finger bones, and the most they can get rid of is just eye dregs. I wonder if Qingmiao can cast spells with eye droppings.

Mu Mu counted the number of people, but in just a moment, nearly ten people had fallen. Now following the team of Wen Leyang and Xiaojiao, there were only twenty people left, eleven dead names and nine centipedes.

There are two more Wen Bu do.

Wen Leyang's body swayed, and Wen Busuo screamed in surprise, stamped his feet and cursed: "What is that?" I was convinced by the Buddha lampworm and was lazily lying on his cheek, rolling around happily, dark red The bugs stick to the face and are extremely eye-catching.

Wen Leyang smiled and said: "Look out, the bugs are real. You guys will fight them in a while, but don't kill them all at once!" As he said that, he tilted his head again and began to listen. Although the sound of mud around him did not stop, it was soft. A lot.

This was the second time Mu Mu saw him standing there. The first time was when the casual cultivators on Zhanyan Peak had a group fight with the Shili Temple of the Great Mercy Temple.

After hesitating for a moment, Little Pepper walked gently to Wen Leyang: "What are you thinking about?"

Wen Leyang whispered: "The sound of mud, every time the Qingmiao attacks, there will be a loud sound of mud. This is equivalent to telling the enemy: Our Qingmiao is coming..." As he said, he took Mu Mu's hand and wrote softly on his palm. A few words.

Mu Mu was stunned for a while, then her face suddenly turned red. She lowered her head uncharacteristically, and the corners of her bright red lips pursed a bit with joy: "What are you talking about? How can I be in the mood to talk about this now?"

Wen Leyang was stunned: "What's wrong with you?" After a moment of pause, he said in a very soft voice in Xiaoqiao's ear: "What I wrote is: I will be back."

Mu Mu was furious, her little face turned red like a big apple, she jumped on her feet and yelled angrily: "Okay, what are you writing? It's mysterious, with so many gestures, who knows what you are writing!"

Wen Leyang continued to be stunned, but this time he also blushed, and asked in a low voice: "What do you think you wrote?"

Mu Mu stamped her feet fiercely, and her face was almost bleeding: "I want you to take care of it! If you want to leave, just leave quickly... Be careful..." Before he could finish his words, Wen Leyang was already lying on the ground, pressing every inch of his skin to the ground. He carefully felt the sound coming from deep underground, and at the same time waved his hand slightly and ordered in a low voice: "Hit!"

Wen Bu said he cared about his brother, so he jumped over first and stabbed Wen Bu in the chest with a knife.

Wen Leyang frowned, his idea was not realized.

Wen Buzuo yelled angrily: "You bastard, you hit the wrong person!" The lampworm raised its head in his face and looked at Wen Busuo stupidly.

Sancun Ding Wen looked puzzled even without saying anything. He turned around and asked Wen Leyang, who was lying on the ground: "The ones with bugs are fake, right?"

"Fart! It's true that there are bugs!" Everyone said at the same time, San Cun Ding lowered his head shyly and smiled: "I heard wrong just now." He raised his hand and sent the short knife into Wu Chong. Version temperature does not do **.

Amid the screams, Wen Leyang's face lit up with joy, like a happy lizard, while feeling the sound of mud, he quickly swam toward the depths of the dense forest. Immediately, four masters with a dead character also fell on the ground and quickly followed behind him.

Wen Leyang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything else. He knew that people with a fatal reputation would not let him take risks alone again. (QuanBen Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)