: 2998 Xiaobao, run! (two)

Blood dripped all the way from the air.
Xiao Bao’s pupils contracted sharply.
The little body trembled uncontrollably.
He did not escape as the shadow of the hope, but the mind to move, brought out the evil spirit sword.
Hey -! !
The blade made a harsh humming sound.
Xiaobao holds a sword that is almost equal to him, and screams a word: "Kill!!"
I have always been swearing, especially when it’s evil. This time, I didn’t make a little noise.
At the moment when Xiaobao’s instructions were issued, it flew out like lightning.
The ghost's tongue is rolled up high, as if to swallow the already dying shadow.
However, when the evil spirits screamed and screamed at his head, his densely-eyed eyes flashed a sinister radiance.
call out--!
From the mouth of the ghost, he even shot the second tongue, flew to Xiaobao, and rolled him up.
"little Master--!!"
The elders looked up and saw this scene.
He knew how terrible the tongue was.
Whether it is a plaid with a plaid or a touch of skin, it will be burned.
The little master is still so small, how can I afford to live like that?
However, it is expected that the sound of burning in the air did not come.
Chang Lao was shocked to find that there was a faint glow in Xiao Bao’s body.
Form a barrier and protect him.
And the sixth-order scorpion, which has almost no unfavorable tongue, can't wear this barrier.
I don’t know when to break away from Xiao Bao’s hands and float in the air.
That light, the barrier, is emitted from the sword.
In the meantime, the elders saw a vague face, wearing a weird short-haired youth standing beside the evil spirits sword.
"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony... Laozi, but the five good young people who have cultivated the core values ​​of socialism, will you be afraid of these feudal embers?"
"As long as the soul of Lao Tzu is still there, if you hurt my little master, I will lose it!!"
The ghost screamed a low voice.
The eyes that grew up in the dense eyes all showed a suspicious color.
There seems to be a hint of fear in it.
But its intelligence is limited, and the fear rooted in the soul is just a flash, and it is thrown behind.
The figure flashed and the blink of an eye appeared in front of Xiaobao.
boom--! !
A light and clever punch, the light that shrouds Xiaobao's protective cover is a bit lighter.
The face of evil spirits showed a painful expression.
Xiao Bao shrinks and shrinks, and sighs: "Evil spirits, come back!!"
boom--! !
The second boxing, the indestructible sword of the evil spirits, has been screaming, and the cracks began to spread.
Xiao Bao suddenly raised his voice, "spell evil! I ordered you back as the master!!"
He madly mobilized the gods and wanted to take the evil spirits back into the body.
But the young man who is getting more and more scattered, but biting his teeth, grinning with a grin: "Little master, this is the first time that I have violated your orders. This historic moment, you must not forget It is."
"The tortoise, the bastard, the ghost, if not the energy of Laozi is less than one percent, you think you can be crazy in front of Laozi!!"
"You oh! Continue to swear! If Lao Tzu stepped back, it would not be a man..."
boom--! ! !
The third fist squats, the light shining on the evil spirit sword is faint, and the figure of the young roaring slowly disappears.