Chu Dayou gritted his teeth and said, "Help, if anything happens it's mine!"
Han Yu smiled, if this is the case, Chu Dayou should be able to make a leap, but he must prepare the plot, otherwise he will not make a qualitative leap, and may become a real waste.
"Now the vote is four to five, so that's the decision."
"Master...it seems you haven't voted yet, right? This is the decisive vote, you can't escape." Peng Jiarong put his last hope on Han Yu who didn't want to help this spotted leopard solve his trouble.
However, he didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear: "Actually, I really want to go. After all, it's almost night, and I have to have a place to stay. Even though it's an unknown place, it's always good to have a place to stay."
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However, Crow Mouth has a different opinion: "Judging from various books, it is very easy for strange things to happen in temples and some deserted villages at night, such as being haunted."
Although he rarely talks too much, which makes Han Yu very happy, but what he says is a sincere bastard, and he still says this even though he knows the attributes of his crow's mouth.
"Brother, don't be like this, okay? Look at Senior Brother and Senior Brother Zhou. They are so calm. They are like transparent people. They don't say anything and don't seek to be present. You crow-mouthed person should learn more.
Do you know that these good examples are good for survival?" Peng Jiarong said dissatisfied. The journey itself was so spooky and weird, and the crow's mouth said that something was going to happen, so I couldn't help but be angry.
"Just telling the truth." Feng Xuanye said expressionlessly, debugging new mechanisms on his body.
"Where do you live?" Han Yu decided that it would be better to ask in advance. After all, if you don't ask at this time, the consequences will be disastrous, especially after Crow Mouth Feng Xuanye said something.
"We are just five miles ahead. We are under a temple. It has been abandoned for a long time, so it has been occupied by us for probably hundreds of years." Wang Yumu said thoughtfully.
"Are you sure it's a temple?" Peng Jiarong looked at him until he nodded, then turned to Feng Xuanye and said: "Look, have you noticed? He said temple, have you thought clearly? You
I just said that bad things will happen there, I don’t care, I will stay away from there anyway.”
"You can't die." Feng Xuanye was a little helpless. This guy obviously already has the ability to die. Why would he choose this way?
"This has nothing to do with death, okay? You have to know that if we go over like this now, we will die. Do you remember how we escaped death last time? Even the teacher almost died, and you still come? No, I refuse!"
Peng Jiarong said and wanted to leave.
Stan put on something that looked like armor and said, "You may have to get through me first."
"Really? Silly man, okay, I'll show it to you. Keep your eyes open, I need to see the blood streaks on it!" He said, and slapped it.
But the mechanical armor that Feng Xuanye gave to Stan was very hard, and ordinary swords couldn't cut a white mark, let alone this pair of fleshy palms.
"Okay, friend, I admit that this is a very powerful piece of equipment, but I still want to tell you that you have no chance to beat me. I am the strongest, no one." Peng Jiarong said, stretching out the palm of his hand.
He took out two daggers. "You didn't expect me to hide the weapons here, did you? Have you learned a lot? Just remember to tell the girl from far away how handsome I am. I want a portrait and my hair."
Han Yu was really helpless, but he still had to leave this matter to them and it was best not to take action. Of course, he also stopped the three people and three demons who wanted to break up the fight. As for Feng Xuan, who had no intention of participating in this matter at all.
He didn't care about it.
But he didn't expect that Peng Jiarong would be unable to keep his mouth shut when the battle started. This was not easy to handle, after all, this guy could annoy God to death.
"Hey! You two are ready to take action, what? Don't you dare? You must be shocked by my domineering spirit. Is there anyone who refutes my remarks? If not, I will take it as your acquiescence.
"Peng Jiarong still didn't let his mouth stop.
"A bastard? Are you angry?" Feng Xuanye's response is always a little surprising.
"Try this!" Stan raised his right hand not to be outdone. A white energy appeared in the mechanical glove on his hand, and hit Peng Jiarong's knife directly, trying to disarm him.
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Normally Stan looks a bit naive and doesn't realize his IQ very well. Although he is not very smart in comparison, he is still smarter than normal people.
He knew that he could not attack Peng Jiarong's body. It would be useless. The chatterbox would not suffer any physical harm. It was better to remove his weapons, which would also reduce some of his burden.
However, things went against expectations. Peng Jiarong's power was obviously greater than his output, and he directly blocked the vitality bomb, but the knife in his hand did not move at all, and nothing happened at all.
The sky gradually continued to become gloomy, and the wind was still blowing, but things were helpless, the rain did not fall, and people on the road were still fighting.
The two sides fighting were Peng Jiarong versus Feng Xuanye and Shi Dan. Both of them used traps, while Peng Jiarong used a pair of short knives.
As for the others, they looked at them as if they were spectators, and occasionally made comments.
"You must be careful not to go on a rampage like Peng Jiarong. He will not die, but everyone sitting here will. This includes me and Feng Xuanming. We may also die. We must cherish your lives.
, As for Peng Jiarong, just ignore it." Han Yu said helplessly.
He must divert the eyes of these guys from Peng Jiarong, who is standing in the upper hand, to Feng Xuanye and Shi Dan. These two guys are the focus. After all, they need to avoid Peng Jiarong's knife carefully, and they also need to avoid Peng Jiarong's knife.
Think about how to fight back.
"Very good, look at Feng Xuanye's operation. First he turned around to avoid Stan's short knife, and the repeating crossbow in his hand directly cut off his wrist. This can inhibit his recovery ability. After all, the bones are broken and need to be repaired.
It will take a little longer.”
"But you must pay attention to one thing. When your teammates create opportunities for you, you must seize them. Don't be like Stan. His movements are slow, otherwise there is a chance that this hand will be cut off."
"Sure enough, it still didn't work. Peng Jiarong saved his left hand at the cost of a small wound. The opportunity created by Feng Xuanye was wasted. It will be difficult to find such good opportunities in the future. Peng Jiarong also started to take it seriously."
Han Yu was like a commentator, explaining the situation.