Chapter two hundred and eighty nine: the corpse king descends
When Lang Shuoyang woke up, he found Miffel sleeping next to him, with his head resting on his leg, and a line of tears streaming down the corner of his eyes.
He quietly stood up, placed Miffel's head on the mat, walked over her, and got off the ground.
Just listen to Miffel say angrily: "Lang Shuoyang, why are you on good terms with your master?"
Lang Shuoyang was stunned for a moment, then looked back and saw that Miffel was still sleeping, talking in her sleep.
"You are good with Wanrou, you are good with your master, and Yi Nan, why are you just ignoring me?" Miffel said with tears streaming down her face.
Lang Shuoyang was uneasy about disturbing her, so he quietly went to the bathroom and wanted to take a bath.
He really doesn't know what's so good about him that so many girls like him.
While washing, suddenly the bathroom door opened with a bang, and Miffel stood at the door. Lang Shuoyang was so frightened that he quickly retreated into the bathtub, leaving only his head outside.
Miffel threw a slipper in, hit Lang Shuoyang on the head, and cursed: "I let you bully me!"
Lang Shuoyang said aggrievedly: "When did I bully you?"
"Just now, in my dream!" As he said that, the second slipper flew over again.
After beating Lang Shuoyang's two slippers, Miffel angrily went back to lie down on the sofa. Lang Shuoyang soaked stupidly in the bathtub and said: "Bullying you in your dream? That's what you thought about yourself, and it's also my fault.
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Suddenly, Lang Shuoyang felt depressed and sad, and he didn't know why.
He got up, dried himself, put on his clothes, and walked out. A voice in his heart said to him: "Go over, kiss her, love her!"
He walked to Miffel in a daze, and saw that Miffel's big eyes with long eyelashes were slightly closed, and the corners of her mouth were upturned, as if she was asleep and having a sweet dream.
He leaned down and smelled the girl's body fragrance on Miffel's body. Suddenly, he had an irresistible impulse, stretched out his mouth and kissed Miffel's little mouth.
Miffel suddenly noticed it, opened her eyes and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Lang Shuoyang originally wanted to escape immediately, but the impulse in his heart prompted him to stretch out his arms and hug Miffel's slender waist.
Miffel's breathing became rapid immediately, and she said the same thing: "What are you going to do?"
Lang Shuoyang suddenly felt that he couldn't do this, but the mysterious power in his body was unstoppable. His mouth pressed on Miffel's lips. Miffel's eyes widened and she couldn't believe it was true, but
I could clearly smell the masculine aura of Lang Shuoyang's body in my nose.
The two people hugged each other and kissed each other passionately with four lips, and they didn't let go for a long time.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Lang Shuoyang was startled, let go of Miffel, and exclaimed: "What's wrong with me? What happened just now?"
Miffel was shy and ashamed, lowering her head and saying nothing.
Lang Shuoyang got up in embarrassment and went to open the door. Standing at the door was a waiter who asked, "Is your surname Lang, sir?"
Lang Shuoyang nodded, still thinking about what happened just now, why did he lose control, and why did he suddenly have such a strong feeling of wanting to be with Miffel?
The waiter in front of me said: "This gentleman is looking for you." After saying that, he stepped away, and a big man wearing a top hat appeared behind him. The big man looked up and showed a scary smile. He turned out to be the one-armed Leopard Brother.
Lang Shuoyang was startled. Brother Bao's gun was already pointed at his head. If he hadn't been distracted just now, Lang Shuoyang could have reacted and avoided the muzzle of his gun before Brother Bao raised his hand, but it was a little late at this time.
The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead.
The waiter next to him said in surprise: "Wow, what are you doing?" Brother Bao kicked him and kicked him into the room.
Lang Shuoyang retreated into the house at the gunpoint of Brother Bao. Brother Bao kicked the door open and said, "The master asked me to come and take Qinglin back."
Lang Shuoyang said: "Qinglin is dead, don't you know?"
"What about her body?" Brother Bao's eyes were filled with fierceness, and he no longer had the fear of Lang Shuoyang that he had before.
Miffel stood up and said: "Qinglin's body is at the police station. If you have the ability, go to the police station to find it."
Brother Bao sneered: "The master said that he hates you very much and asked me to kill you!"
The moment his finger pulled the trigger, Lang Shuoyang dodged behind him. Miffel whipped a long black whip, hitting Brother Bao's wrist. There was a "pop" gunshot. Brother Bao's pistol flew out at the same time. Lang Shuoyang flew out.
After punching out, Brother Bao flew out and hit the door panel.
Lang Shuoyang felt since the last time he fought Watanabe with Miffel that the coordination between him and Miffel was seamless and perfect. As long as the other party was moved by his thoughts, the other party would understand it.
These two counterattacks were successful, and the two immediately turned around and gave each other a high-five.
But looking at Brother Bao again, the top hat fell off, revealing a round hole on the top of his bare head. He looked ferocious, raised his head, and suddenly bared two long corpse teeth, kicked his feet on the ground, and spun around, trying to
Catch Miffel.
Lang Shuoyang felt the fierceness of Brother Bao's move, which was definitely not something that a spirit corpse could usually do, and quickly reminded Miffel: "This is the zombie king's attack! Be careful!"
Miffel moved quickly, using an iron bridge, lowering her waist backwards to avoid Brother Leopard's sharp blow.
Lang Shuoyang caught up behind him, kicked Brother Bao on the back, and took advantage of the momentum of his flying to send him off again.
Brother Bao broke through the window and spun out. Just as he was about to fall downstairs, Miffel's long whip rolled out, wrapped around his neck, and hung him in the air.
Lang Shuoyang rushed over, quickly drew an evil-repelling talisman on his head, slapped him on the back of the head, and an ice talisman came out from his heart, and was shattered by the evil-repelling talisman.
As soon as the ice talisman left his mind, Brother Bao immediately dropped his head and became silent.
The two of them pulled the lifeless Brother Bao up, and Lang Shuoyang said: "He is really dead now. It seems that the Corpse King thought he was not strong enough to be a spiritual corpse, so he killed him again on the basis of his spiritual corpse."
The Corpse King descends."
Miffel let out a long breath and said, "Fortunately, you and I cooperated well, otherwise we might have really been hit by him."
After speaking, the two of them raised their heads and glanced at each other. For some reason, they suddenly felt that each other was very close and intimate. Miffel stretched out her mouth and kissed Lang Shuoyang. Lang Shuoyang did not avoid it and smiled.
The frightened waiter was about to shout when suddenly the door opened without any wind and a gust of cold wind blew in. The waiter's eyes immediately turned red and he rushed towards Lang Shuoyang.
Neither Miffel nor Lang Shuoyang looked at the crazy waiter. They continued to look at each other until the waiter arrived. Lang Shuoyang reached out and slapped the waiter in the face. The waiter shook his head and lost his balance.
With one sweep of Fei'er's feet, the waiter fell down, and the two moves were perfectly coordinated.
At this time, a woman's voice suddenly came from the door: "The Golden Silkworm Marriage Gu is really interesting!"
"It's Concubine Li!" Both of them were shocked and looked up at the door, but there was no one there.