Chen Lingman was already poisoned, and now his face was pale and he was so scared that he sat on the ground.
When I heard the creaking sound, my legs became weak and turned my head to take a look.
I found that the sofa mezzanine was moving.
A man unzipped the zipper and drilled out from inside.
When he saw the other person's skin color and appearance, Chen Lingman's two round and snow-white long legs fell to the ground as soon as they were weak.
The big bearded Ah San crawled out of the sofa.
He looked at the panicked Chen Lingman with a lewd look.
Chen Lingman was a little panicked.
He kicked the ground and tried to run out of the room, but he couldn't raise any strength at this moment.
Despair was revealed in his eyes.
This bearded man, A San, had a similar fight with the squadron leader before, which showed his strength.
A glance at the end of the light.
I saw the strange-looking little snake that was placed on the coffee table before Wang Han left.
The little snake raised its upper body and looked at the big bearded man A San who came out of the sofa.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Chen Lingman actually saw a humanized and joking expression in the little guy’s eyes.
It seems that he doesn't take this bearded San seriously at all.
The bearded A San's eyes were a little dark yellow. He looked up and down at Chen Lingman's graceful figure, swallowing his saliva, his eyes filled with lewd smiles.
He sorted out his big beard with his hands. The big bearded man pushed his hips exaggeratedly at Chen Lingman, wanting to show off his embroidery needle.
jingle!
Fei Yi's tail moved lazily.
The bearded man glanced at it, and when he saw it was a strange snake, the bearded man became interested.
Want to catch the snake.
He grabbed Fei Yi with one hand.
Chen Lingman took this opportunity to stand up and rush out.
A crisp sound of bell came.
In the afterglow of Chen Lingman.
The little guy's body compressed and suddenly ejected.
The bearded A San's palm was penetrated on the spot.
Fei Yi's outbreak continued and rushed towards his eyebrows.
The bearded A San never expected that he would be blown out by a snake until his death.
His body swayed.
The bearded man touched his eyebrows with his pierced palm, and a strand of blood mixed with other things flowed down.
In the afternoon, the little guy was entrenched on the refrigerator and watching with disdain.
The bearded A San fell to the ground.
Blood slowly flowed out.
Chen Lingman sat on the ground again in shock.
He stared at the little snake in extreme horror.
Before, she was suspicious about why Wang Han left her a little snake for her. Now, after seeing this, the combat power of this little snake is probably much stronger than that of the squadron leader.
Chen Lingman hurriedly picked up the mop and poked the bearded A San to make sure that the other party was indeed dead.
I breathed a sigh of relief and went to see Fei Yi again.
When I go to see it again at this time, I may have been saved. This little guy seems to have liked him a lot.
There is even a little handsome guy.
The sound of footsteps came.
Chen Lingman quickly turned around.
After discovering that Wang Han was walking in from outside with a curly hair, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Han looked at the corpse on the ground and walked over quickly to check it out. He could not die anymore.
Fei Yi jumped towards Wang Han, looked up at Wang Han, and looked like she was waiting to seek praise.
Wang Han pointed his finger at Fei Yi's head, and Fei Yi's tail shaking made a cheerful sound, and he wandered along Wang Han's arm into the evil spirit.
Throwing the curly Asan on the ground, Wang Han squatted down to inspect the bearded Asan.
The body is very strong, completely comparable to the physical body in the external Vajra Realm.
Many people think of clean and hygienic when they mention Ah San for the first time.
Either it is the caste system or a lot of things with funny factors.
However, it has to be admitted that this old neighbor is also one of the four ancient civilizations.
Buddhism, one of the three major religions in the world, was born here.
Wang Han lit a cigarette, looked at the curly hairy A San, and repeated the previous question.
"What are you doing here for us?"
Curly Asan stared at Wang Han, and Yu Guang glanced at the bearded corpse on the ground.
The eyes were erratic.
According to Wang Han's long-term dealing with the people in the phone, this person clearly wanted to think about how to escape.
Curly Asan pretended not to understand what Wang Han said.
Wang Han stared at the curly Asan, "I'll ask you for the last time, what are you doing?"
The Tiancan sword in his hand was curly, and the curly hair made an expression that he couldn't understand but was trying hard to listen.
Wang Han had an idea.
The eyes turned into vertical pupils.
A San shook his head hard, trying to avoid Wang Han's eyes, but it was visible to the naked eye that the curly pupils were also changing little by little towards the vertical pupils.
In just a few seconds.
The curly hair was controlled by Wang Han.
Wang Han repeated the question just now.
This time the curly did not pretend to be deaf and dumb again.
Instead, he looked ahead with a dull look.
"Come and guide the Sixth Heavenly Demon King!"
Wang Han was stunned for a moment, "Ba Xun?"
Curly nodded.
"You are nonsense? Are you looking for someone to come to us?"
Curly hair said in a daze, "The awakened one predicts that the Dharma-Ending Age will come to the world again. At that time, the sixth day of the Demon King will reappear in the earth, and the Demon King will awaken in the mysterious ancient country in the north."
Wang Han shook his curly head with his head shaking.
His ears were pressed against the curly head, "There is no sound of water? Why do you say such words that are full of muddy mind?"
Shen Lingman, who was sitting aside, smirked with his lips.
Curly hair stared at the front with a dull look.
After Wang Han thought for a while, "Then have you found someone?"
Curly shook her head, "Not yet."
"What does it mean not yet?"
"The Awakened descends the oracle and lets us lurk here, and if the Demon King wakes up, we will be guided."
Wang Han looked at Curly Hair. Judging from the curly Hair's expression, what he said was indeed the truth.
It seems that the other party really has some oracles or something.
I don't understand the brain circuits of these people at all.
Wang Han knocked on his temple, "What else do you know? For example, what kind of demon king you are looking for looks like?"
Curly shook his head.
Wang Han had to associate it with the prophecies he heard in Tibet before.
But the prophecy says that Asura, the Demon King and Asura are not the same person.
They don't live together.
Asura loves to fight.
Mara Ai disrupted the practice of all Buddhas through desire factors such as yellow. His three daughters all looked so beautiful, and Mara once sent his daughter to ruin the practice of Buddhas.
As a result, he was driven away by a powerful dragon.
To some extent, these two have some similarities.
But after all, it's not alone.
Wang Han looked at the curly hair with a cigarette in his mouth. The curly hair lowered his head, and his pupils began to recover bit by bit.
He put his hands behind his back, pulled down the buttons on his cuffs and crushed them, and rubbed a thin line out of them with his fingers.
It's a heart-wrenching dragon.
Suddenly he slapped Wang Han.
Wang Han seemed to have expected it.
With a snap.
The two of them are linked together.
Curly hair took out a knife from somewhere and stabbed Wang Han’s carotid artery.
Wang Han raised his hand casually and grabbed the curly wrist.
Curly hair's expression changed drastically, and one foot kicked Wang Han's chin at a strange angle.
unexpectedly.
Wang Han's face changed now.
The hand held by the broken hand was uncontrolled again.
He pressed the curls to the ground in one hand.
Five fingers are pinched.
The curly eyes burst, and a wailing sound came from his throat.
Wang Han clearly felt that something similar to Qi in the curly hair was deprived of it and absorbed by the broken hand.
That itchy feeling came again.
The curly hair was no longer moving, and she lay softly on the ground, her face flushed, and a layer of oil oozed out of her face, and she looked like she was rubbing too much.
His eyes burst and his whole body stared at Wang Han in horror.
Before dying, I didn't know what to say, but there was no movement.
Wang Han's wrists were even more itchy.
He wanted to scratch hard, turned his head and looked at Shen Lingman, who looked a little scared with his big eyes.
"I'll go to the bathroom."
Wang Han walked quickly towards the bathroom.
With his backhand closed the door, Wang Han hurriedly pulled it open in order not to attract attention.
After seeing the specific situation inside, I was stunned.