Lu Xiaoqi turned on the far-infrared ray, and his expression froze. In the picture, there are only two green flames that seem to be burning. It looked like the will-o'-the-wisp in the empty eye sockets of the skeleton. Normal people's internal organs are higher, and the edges will be green.
In the eyes of the little panda Tuan'er, there were indeed two men in robes, with ferocious faces and bulging eyes.
Able to act, but not as angry as a living person should be.
Lu Xiaoqi squinted his eyes, a zombie.
The white coat sticks out its scarlet tongue, licking its fangs, its eyes are full of greed and appetite. He stretched out his hand, the nails were long and sharp, and they were still ominously black, as if they had been poisoned. He bounced towards the mecha.
The black coat waved and approached. Although his face was covered with seams, it was still bumpy, and a piece of his chin was still missing.
The black coat opened its mouth and let out a breath, the mist was black.
Surrounded by fog, the black coat screamed at the sky like he had taken a stimulant, "Eat!"
"Phew!" Under his influence, the white coat became excited. He stretched out his sharp claws and tore apart a nearby skeleton, and stepped on the panda's skeleton unknowingly or unknowingly...
click.
The white coat was crushed.
Mo Gungun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the suppressed anger couldn't be contained at all. He stood up and screamed desperately at the zombie.
The voice is still soft and waxy, but full of sharpness.
The black eyes were already flushed, and Mo Gungun wiped his eyes vigorously with his little paws.
I don't know if it's the illusion caused by countless emotions rushing to my heart, or other reasons. He felt his body heat up.
Warmth filled the whole body, the temperature gradually rose, and the blood in the body seemed to be boiling.
There was an urgent desire to vent, Mo Gungun exhaled hot air, and he took a deep breath.
Lu Xiaoqi's body tensed up, ready to kill with one blow.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of his clothes being torn, and the little panda group, protected by a circle of pale silver light, rushed out.
He yelled fiercely at the sky, "Mmmm", his pair of black pupils shone with a bright luster.
Mo Gungun's whole body seemed to be erupting like magma, seeming to be smoking.
He breathed heavily, and looked at the two greedy zombies on the screen, the furry mouth flaps were opened, revealing small teeth.
With frizzy hair and a silver halo, he rushed straight towards the screen.
Boom!
Mo Gungun didn't have time to think about it, he passed through the floating screen, and bumped away the extremely hard mech. The pale silver halo on his body was soft, and Mo Gungun now had boundless courage and determination.
When Lu Xiaoqi saw this halo, he only had a sacred feeling.
The skeleton is just the opposite. Whenever it touches the halo, it starts to ignite spontaneously, and the silver flames sweep away almost instantly, engulfing the nearby skeletons.
They were swallowed up by the flames in a groan of pain.
The rising and falling silver flames burned extremely quickly, and the green light in the skull's eyes was quickly swept away.
In the blink of an eye, those fearless skeletons turned into black dust.
Other than that, nothing remained.
Like a little bull, Mo Gungun ran towards the zombie with short short legs. Where he ran, silver fire raged.
The two greedy zombies stopped and looked at each other quickly.
The black coat picked up a head from the table, with black and white fur attached.
Black coat: "Stop, get off."
The white coat was torn and shredded to shreds the corpse of an unknown species of bear, blood was all over the ground.
The white coat grinned: "Eyes, eyes, belong to, to, me."
The black coat turned his head stiffly: "Me."
White coat: "Fen, you, one, only."
Mo Gungun's eyes turned red when he saw his ancestor's shattered corpse being so insulted.
Mo Gungun: "Damn it!"
The black coat exhaled: "That, circle, yes, point, meaning, thinking."
The white coat sneered: "Yes, can, yes, spicy, taste."
Mo Gungun's hair exploded, and the silver circle on his body also changed its shape.
The white coat sneered: "Return, change, state."
"Damn, hate, hate!" Mo Gungun felt an insult and anger that went deep into his soul. In the heart of the little panda group, these two zombies have been listed as the first ones on the blacklist, the kind that will always be black.
Laughing wantonly, a trace of blood seeped out of the ugly patchwork face in the white coat. He covered his face with a fierce look.
The look at Mo Gungun was even more frantic and greedy.
The white coat bit the bear's head and clicked. A sky full of ineffable liquid.
Mo Gungun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't bear it any longer.
The blood in his body was beating wildly, and Mo Gungun felt that there was a raging beast inside.
Only revenge can calm the heart!
The silver light suddenly appeared, and the circle of light suddenly burst into bright light, and the white coat with its black claws screamed in pain.
White coat: "Ah!"
When the silver light came into contact with the black claws, there was a hissing sound, and the white coat hurriedly backed away, and staggered a few times while jumping, and it almost didn't fall.
He shook his arm vigorously, desperately hoping to extinguish the silver fire in his hand.
It's a pity that all this is in vain, the flames are burning more and more, and they have already burned to the upper arm. The white coat was completely lost at the moment, so he asked the black coat for help: "Black! Help me!"
The black coat was silent for a few seconds before throwing the panda's body over.
The burning is still going on, even more vigorous, the white coat screams that the flames have spread to his body, his eyes are almost swallowed by the flames: "Black! You! He! Mom! Fuck..."
In the end, the whole white coat rolled into the flames of silver light, rolling up and down.
He was still cursing resentfully, but the cursing sound became less and less, and the wailing became heavier and weaker.
The extent of the struggle gradually became smaller.
The blazing silver fire was extremely bright, illuminating the ground like a clear sky.
The black coat stared fixedly at the white coat, and turned around abruptly.
want to run.
A black light flashed, and the black coat hastily blocked it. With a bang, the whole zombie flew away and smashed hard into the rock wall.
The mecha, which had been waiting for an opportunity, revealed its hideous weapons.
"Aww..." The black coat was terrified, opened his mouth, and spit out black mist.
Mo Gungun looked at the man, with a small body standing upright, with a serious look of anger on his round face.
He glanced at the black coat that was being pressed and beaten by Lu Xiaoqi, his gaze fell slowly, the white coat had been burned alive to ashes, and he suffered from the burning pain before disappearing. Mo Gungun's eyes met the broken and incomplete body of his fellow clan.
His eyes were a little red, and he tapped his little paws and walked over with a holy silver ring on his head. The skeletons all backed away, wishing they could go far away, or they had never appeared before. They were already stupefied at the moment, adults who were stronger than them all died without a place to die, and there was another one who had no ability to fight back, and they were just delivering food.
Skeletons are stupid, but they still have a bit of intelligence after all.
boom-
The black coat was like a rag, being punched hard in the air.
He wanted to fight back, but he couldn't resist the more fierce impact at all. His mended face was deformed by the beating, and pieces of flesh fell off. He screamed in pain, but it was of no avail. The black claws stretched out towards the mecha, and after leaving a few traces on the mecha, it was thrown out ferociously again.
Boom—I don't know how many times I crashed into the rock wall.
The rock wall that used to be fairly smooth is now bumpy, and deep holes have been smashed out abruptly.
Lu Xiaoqi did not let go of the black coat, he found that as he tortured the black coat, the will-o'-the-wisps displayed on the screen gradually dimmed.
Obviously, this is not much different from the feeling of a little lingering human beings and bloodletting.
In the process, the pain and fear brought to sinners are invisible and huge.
Now, the basic face has fallen off, and the zombie with the skull exposed is indeed worse than death. Every time a piece of flesh was lost, his strength became weaker, as if his soul had been torn apart. It hurts, it hurts to the bone marrow.
If all his skin and internal organs fall off, he will degenerate into a real skeleton...
The black coat shook his head and yelled in horror: "No! No!!"
Black coat: "Ah!"
What greeted him was a heavy iron fist, his jaw was smashed, and he was speechless. The black coat could only whine, and the word "ah" became the last word he could utter.
Mo Gungun stroked his fur, his eyes dim.
The pain in the black coat was a good sound to him at the moment, and the silver light swirled gently.
His pack was slain, and none of the skeletons escaped.
Wu Er moved crazily in the sinker, wanting revenge and wanting to slap Xiaogun hard on his ass.
However, in the end he saw the circle of silver light go silent.
Wu Er's eyes were red.
This is a secret belonging to their clan. The silver light came from the blessing of their ancestors, but none of them had inspired it back then.
Xiao Gungun inspired the power of protection, but Wu Er still felt sad.
He knew that the beautiful black in this circle was not only their ancestors for thousands of years, but also the elders who had been with them for a long time in the pendant.
For the group, for rolling.
They resolutely chose to use this method.
It is their last energies in the world and the power of their deepest desires.
They use their last strength to protect the young children of the ethnic group.
Wu Er beat his chest and stomped his feet. If possible, he would rather become that circle of dazzling colors than look at the sacred colors and reminisce about the past.
Wu Er advocated martial arts, while Wu Da was more inclined to learning.
The two don't show much on weekdays, but they are reassuring existences of the entire ethnic group.
The ancestors of the clan gave the little one they guarded with their lives to two, and taught him to protect him.
"... Hiss..." The trachea of the black coat was torn, and he couldn't make a sound at all.
At this moment, the black coat on his body was like rags, and the flesh of his limbs was rotten and falling off.
Lu Xiaoqi did not kill with one blow, he chose to kill slowly.
It wasn't until the green light was almost like curling green smoke that Lu Xiaoqi broke off his limbs, leaving only a head that could turn the fire.
Mo Gungun watched intently, not afraid.
He felt that the mood was very complicated, and stroked the slightly prickly fur in his palm, which was the fur from his ethnic group.
They must have been terrified, terrified, and painful.
The black coat hissed, as if he wanted to say something, but was finally burnt out by Mo Gun's silver light.
Mo Gungun looked slowly at those skeletons.
He hates these skeletons!
Very annoying!
Lu Xiaoqi opened the skeleton of the zombie, and saw a little trace of engraving.
Lu Xiaoqi lowered her eyes.
The blazing silver fire diffused, and the silver flame was not hot, and even had a hint of coolness.
It was not a pity that Lu Xiaoqi watched countless materials burn and disappear in silence. I only feel distressed.
He stretched out his hand to hold the little one, the silver halo didn't bring any harm to Lu Xiaoqi, the little guy looks even cuter now.
but…
Lu Xiaoqi sighed secretly: "Go away, don't be afraid."
Mo Gungun, who had been tensing himself up all the time and telling himself that he was not afraid, trembled all over his body, and his tense face finally loosened.
Looking at the big monster, Mo Gungun dropped the golden beads crackling.
At this moment, Sisi Lala's voice came from Lu Xiaoqi's Jijia: "General? Will...you...alive..."