What the hell, I'm using my stuff to deal with my friend, I was so angry that I flew over. The other party probably didn't expect that I was so good at fighting and could throw it so far, and he almost didn't have any reaction before I threw him to the ground.
When Qu Mo lost the attack of the pipe, he immediately stood up and blocked the dead bat for me, which solved my worries.
Without saying anything, I slapped Zhao Chengshi in the face, and he looked like a pig. This guy didn't even beg for mercy, but instead kept sneering and said, "Hit me hard, beat me to death!"
After hearing this, I was shocked. This was my teacher's body. It didn't matter if I killed the enemy, but my teacher would never come back. Although my teacher's soul was in the enemy's body, he was still in the enemy's hands. Killing this guy was like killing two lives!
I slapped him on the neck, knocking him unconscious, then snatched the pipe, and fumbled around on his body for a while before finding my eye-dotting pen. I decided to open my Yin-Yang eyes first, and after opening them, I took out the yellow talisman and stuck it on the pipe. A spark flew out, and the dead bat screamed in pain and retreated.
This dead thing is more afraid of the pipe than the many-eared monster and the eight-legged monster. Because it suffered this pain in the Gao family's old house before, it seems to be quite timid and dare not hold on like the two big guys mentioned above.
I took the opportunity to pull Qu Mo out and run. As long as we ran to the stairs, there was a window there, and Qu Mo could take me flying down. The idea was good, but it couldn't be realized. Not only did the dead bat chase me again, but the guy was pretending to be fainted just now, and now he flew onto my back. I turned around and lit a yellow talisman, ready to blow it out, but I fell to the ground, and the air didn't blow out, but was sucked back.
What a bad luck! I inhaled a mouthful of sparks!
I felt choked and in pain, and my entire mouth felt burned. Smoking is fun, but have you ever smoked a spark? Let me tell you, I have smoked one, and it was so exciting, so exciting that I wanted to cry!
The boy no longer had a pipe in his hand, so Qu Mo was no longer afraid of him. He flicked his tail and slapped him away, sending him flying. I was still worried about the bat monster. How come it didn't blow away the sparks and didn't harm us? Could it be that this thing still follows the rules of the underworld? No way, it even attacked me in there just now.
But when he turned around and looked around, it was pitch black, and the yellow light of the copper coin array had disappeared, indicating that the demon was gone and it had stopped. Damn it, the dead bat was too timid, and it was scared away by the pipe twice.
Isn't it good to scare him away? What else can I do? I stood up and pulled Qu Mo with me, ran to the staircase window, turned back and said to her anxiously: "Take me out quickly."
But Qu Mo panted heavily and said, "I... I can't fly... anymore."
I was surprised and asked her, "Are you seriously injured?"
"Hurry... let's go." Qu Mo squeezed out these words with difficulty, and then fell on me.
I hurriedly held her in my arms and felt that her tail was gone. Maybe she had turned back into her body. I didn't have time to think about it anymore. I carried her on my back and ran downstairs desperately. I successfully reached the first floor. Lao Yan and Shen Bing hadn't left yet. They were having a great time fighting with the gang.
However, although they were numerous, they could not withstand the punches and kicks of the two of them. They did not dare to shoot because there were flashlights scattered on the ground and the light could not illuminate the upper body of the people. The scene was particularly chaotic, and they were probably afraid of accidentally injuring their companions.