Wu Tong bared his teeth and suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands, looking very painful. Qi Xie saw the right moment, stepped forward quickly, and punched his soft belly. The softest part was also the most vulnerable part. Wu Tong
He squatted down in pain, and his collar deformed, revealing the scars inside. As expected, there were signs of being chewed inside.
"Sure enough, he was bitten by Zongzi, and now he has been poisoned by corpse poison and has begun to attack." Bai Yi said, at this moment the soul-calling bell in Wu Tong's hand fell to the ground, and Zongzi standing behind him raised his head and shouted
He made a sound, rushed towards the soul-calling bell, put it in the palm of his hand, and squeezed it lightly, and the soul-calling bell instantly turned into ashes...
Oops, now only the soul bottle can restrain Zongzi, but there is only one soul bottle, but there are four people here. I saw Zongzi walking towards Wu Tong who was rolling on the ground, and picked him up with one hand, spraying in his mouth
Wu Tong exuded a green energy and looked very annoyed. He held back the pain and asked Bai Yi for help: "Help me!"
Bai Yi watched with cold eyes. Tang Sancheng couldn't bear it: "Bai Yi, please save him."
"Okay." Bai Yi agreed, but took out a flying knife from his waist and threw it directly at Wu Tong. Wu Tong's eyes widened and he shouted in despair when he saw the flying knife coming towards him: "
ah!!"
Zongzi jumped up. He was carrying Wu Tong, but his body was very flexible. He jumped more than three meters high and jumped onto a protruding rock above. He looked down at the three of them. Bai Yi was very upset when he lost his hand and looked at him.
The ground spat: "Damn it!"
Tang Sancheng held up the soul bottle, and the three of them stood together. The rice dumpling resisted the power of the soul bottle and did not dare to come over easily. He only formed a confrontation with the three of them.
Tang Sancheng knew that Bai Yi's skills were accurate and fast, but this Zongzi's skills were sharper than a flying knife. Now besides the soul bottle, what else can kill this Zongzi? At this time, Qixie said: "Blood Vine
You can restrain zombies, but what will happen if zombies swallow blood vines?"
There are no black donkey hooves, so I have to try this blood vine powder. The mice have to tie a bell on the cat for a meeting. The biggest problem is which mouse to send. Now the three of them have also encountered this problem. It is not a bad idea to try boldly.
No, but who is going to put the blood vine into Zongzi’s mouth? How to open Zongzi’s mouth is also a problem.
Zongzi does not eat dead people, but he will bite living people. He is especially crazy when seeing blood. Blood is the bait. Qixie said first: "Let me do it. I am quick and bite the blood vine when he opens his mouth."
Put it in his mouth."
"No." Bai Yi said in a deep voice: "You are an ordinary person, and although you are good at it, he is faster than you. It is too risky, so let's do this...Tang Sancheng, you come."
Tang Sancheng almost fainted. Hearing the meaning of Bai Yi's words, it seemed that he was going to take this risk. Why did the target of the attack suddenly turn towards him? Tang Sancheng's scalp hardened: "I'll do it, I'll do it.
I don’t want you to always say I’m useless.”
This one of you is just Bai Yi. He turned his back and poured out some of the blood vine powder from the soul bottle. It was just a little white powder. It looked no different from ordinary medicinal powder, but its effect was very extraordinary.
Even the leading figures in the medical field cannot explain this bizarre pharmacological effect. Tang
As soon as Sancheng held the end of the blood vine in his right hand, Bai Yi suddenly stretched out his hand, raised the knife and dropped it. A blood mark was drawn on the back of Tang Sancheng's hand, and purple-red blood dripped out, making Zongzi scream incessantly. Tang Sancheng
Sancheng cursed his mother in his heart, this Bai Yi was so cunning, he just used a knife, mother, you are cheating people.
Zongzi was very excited when he saw the blood that was different from ordinary people. He immediately jumped out of the air and fell to the ground. Wu Tong was still caught under his arm by it. Wu Tong was jolted up and down.
He almost vomited it out, and one of his fangs was exposed, looking very embarrassed.
Tang Sancheng stretched out his hand, and at the same time threw the soul bottle into Qixie's hand, turned around and shouted at Zongzi: "Come on!"
Purple blood kept surging, and Tang Sancheng couldn't feel the pain from the wound at all. His heart was trembling, his feet were trembling, and the tension made his whole body numb. Zongzi's excitement state
Still continuing, he took a step forward, shrinking back and forth again, very cautiously.
Tang Sancheng gritted his teeth and moved forward with his whole body, wanting to stab Zongzi's mouth with his hand. Zongzi smelled the purple-red blood, raised his head and screamed, then lowered his head to bite the back of Tang Sancheng's hand. Taking advantage of this opportunity,
Tang
Sancheng threw the blood vine powder in his palm towards the Zongzi's mouth, and it all fell into his mouth. Tang Sancheng saw that he had completed the task, turned around and ran away. When he arrived in front of Qixie, he almost collapsed.
In the arms of Qixie.
Looking at the rice dumplings that had swallowed the end of the blood vine, they were shaking all over as if they had been shocked by electricity. Wu Tong in his hand fell to the ground with a "plop". After some tossing, Wu Tong was no longer the same as before.
He was so majestic, but he was just rolling on the ground and calling him father and mother.
Zongzi opened his mouth and exhaled green air. Suddenly he grabbed his throat with both hands, as if he was trying to spit out the blood vines he had swallowed. After struggling for an unknown amount of time, Zongzi knelt down weakly on the ground.
, the stiff limbs hung down weakly, a string of green bubbles spit out from the corner of his mouth, and then he leaned back - it was over.
Seeing that the rice dumplings were finished, Tang Sancheng screamed: "Qixie, it hurts!"
Qixie quickly bandaged Tang Sancheng, using his own clothes. The clothes that were already in tatters were now even more tattered. Qixie could no longer care about his own image. Bai Yi glanced at Tang Sancheng: "The wound is not deep, the bleeding is
It will stop on its own after a while, why are you yelling?"
What a ruthless person. After listening to Bai Yi's words, Tang Sancheng pursed his lips and said nothing. He could only rely on Qixie to rest. At the same time, he secretly thought that Qixie was more reliable and there were not so many Yao'ezi.
Bai Yi approached the zongzi. This zongzi was undoubtedly a male corpse. The clothes on his body were still intact. There was also a white jade pendant hanging on his waist. Bai Yi took off the jade pendant and stuffed it into his bag.
Checking other parts of Zongzi, it was found that his body was not rotten, but it had also shrunk. His clothes were wide and bulky, and the braid on the back of his head had almost fallen off, leaving only a part hanging down the back of his head, which looked quite funny.
"This guy should be buried with a lot of people. He can afford the golden nanmu. He is a son of a wealthy family or an official." Bai Yi said, walking towards the nanmu coffin. At this moment, he was still rolling on the ground holding his belly.
Wu Tong rushed towards Bai Yi, holding a knife in his hand and stabbing Bai Yi in the back...