Vol 2 Chapter 2905: Who are you in the Sun Temple!

At this time, Zhou Xianwei's face was very close to the face of Death, and as soon as Zhou Xianwei let go, he could kiss each other.
Well, take a bite.
However, of course he would not do such a heavy taste, he would only do more disgusting things.
Perhaps it was due to eating more dinner and the stomach swelling, Zhou Xianwei's violent handstand, the stomach immediately began to twitch uncontrollably!
There seems to be a gas, surging out of Zhou Xianwei's stomach!
Since it's gushing, don't control it anymore.
So Zhou Xianwei opened his mouth and hiccuped instinctively...
A liquid that could not describe the specific smell and color in words rushed out of Zhou Xianwei's esophagus, out of his throat, out of his mouth!
Spray to the face of the of death!
The distance between the faces of the two sides is only ten centimeters. Under this distance, even if the of death reacts quickly, it is difficult to avoid it completely!
Through the single black cloth, the of death could clearly see Zhou Xianwei's open mouth, and... and some kind of viscous liquid surging from his mouth!
Damn bastard!
Death cursed fiercely in his heart! So suddenly he let go, and he didn't care about holding down Zhou Xianwei's two brushes, and his feet moved in an instant!
When he just moved his head away, the indescribable "water column" was already surging down!
The of death was not able to avoid completely, one of his arms was hit by this water column!
Wow!
Grim Reaper's arms are all Zhou Xianwei's vomiting!
He dodges for several meters, but that arm can no longer be seen, and the liquid even flows down his sleeve to his left hand, and then drips to the ground drop by drop!
Although the black robe and black gloves are invulnerable, and ordinary liquids don't even want to seep in, but at this time, when they are manipulated like this, death still feels extremely sick!
The unspeakable smell went straight into his nostrils! Smell it!
For him, this situation makes him extremely uncomfortable!
Even, because the liquid rushed to his shoulder, a lot of it was splashed on the black cloth on the face of Death!
damn it!
and many more!
This kind of situation...this kind of situation, why is it so familiar?
This is so amazing...seems familiar, okay!
This is simply a replica of the battle against Su Rui in the septic tank on De France!
It's just that it was too violent, but this time the taste is slightly lighter!
But having said that, once it was a septic tank, and the other was vomit. It was all excreted from the human body. They were so much better!
The difference is that the things that the of death got this time are still relatively fresh, the last time on De France it was an old filthy thing!
What kind of virtue is this group of people in the Sun Temple special!
At this moment, the who claims to be able to control life and death, but completely unable to control his own smell!
He was in deep confusion!
The of death is very puzzled, why, every time he fights with the Sun Temple, he has to make such a thing all over himself?
This situation is really driving people crazy!
The of death also didn't know. He didn't know how these people in the Temple of the Sun grew up when they were young, how come no one choked them to death on the path of growth?
For some reason, the black cloth on his face could not be taken off, so the of death could only use his gloves to wipe off the vomit splashed on the black cloth face.
His gloves don't know what material they are made of. They fit the fingers very well anyway, so when they touch the dirt on the face, they can clearly transfer the sticky and greasy feeling to the fingers!
It is undeniable that the of death has a slight cleanliness, this feeling made him almost completely crazy!
Moreover, the black cloth on the Grim Reaper’s face and the black robe on his body are not the same material, it is transparent, and you can see the outside from the inside, but for the Grim Reaper, this single penetration is simply fatal, because... I can't help that smell at all!
Moreover, the material of this black cloth caused the of death to not completely wipe off the things attached to it, even if it was wiped off, it still left wet marks!
Temple of the Sun! Did you all grow up eating shit?
Death cursed silently in his heart!
Zhou Xianwei finally rescued his two brushes, and then they landed on the ground.
He took out a tissue, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked at the face of the of death, and said, "I ate a lot of caviar and grilled meat at night. Well, I also drank kvass. It's a pity. Up."
Is it cheaper for you?
Where is it cheaper?
I'll give you back this cheap, OK?
The of death was almost mad!
The Temple of the Sun, this is simply a world he can't understand, and there lives a group of people he can't understand!
Do these people automatically get the blessing of filthy things when they fight? Is this their special skill?
Behind the black cloth, Death's eyes grew gloomy!
Why, why everyone in the Sun Temple is so cheap! This is the ultimate cheap!
Zhou Xianwei patted his stomach: "After vomiting it out, I feel more comfortable. I feel like I can fight for 300 rounds!"
Su Rui was stunned looking at it.
He thought that Zhou Xianwei was in great danger and wanted to help, but he didn't expect that this guy could perform such a trick at a critical moment!
At this moment, Su Rui also thought about it in another way. He was wondering if he could completely avoid Zhou Xianwei's trick if he was in the position of the of death. He soon came to the answer— —It's... It's hard to guard against!
He stared at Death's arm and couldn't help but said, "Zhou Xianwei, in addition to caviar and barbecue, did you eat a small meal bun with sour cream?"
Zhou Xianwei was suddenly surprised: "I'm going, big brother, you have so good eyesight, you can even tell this!"
The dialogue between these two people is really about to blow up death!
Still bring this?
Nima, how did Apollo distinguish the small meal bag from the sticky stuff? Can you see the sour cream on it?
At this moment, the of death really wanted to immerse the two guys in front of him in the septic tank on De France Island again, and drown them!
However, this ideal, death is destined to be impossible to achieve.
He was angry at this moment, and he had only one thought, that is to tear this guy in front of him to pieces!
The aura on the death was constantly rising, but at this moment, Zhou Xianwei raised his hand!
"Stop!" Zhou Xianwei said.
The aura on the death really stopped.
"I won't fight anymore." Zhou Xianwei waved his hand again and again with a look of disgust: "How do people want to fight you when you are like this? It's disgusting, okay!"
The face behind the black cloth of the of death was almost green!
Nima, still bring this?
What is rhythm?
The of death suddenly felt that it would not make much sense to fight like this.
Once his body is contaminated with these things, he will have no intention of fighting. After all, for a person with a little cleanliness, this kind of thing is simply fatal!
However, since the of death is here, he will not leave easily!
The death sickle has not yet been held in his hand. If he left like this, wouldn't it be a laughingstock?
The of death never cared whether he would become a laughing stock, he only cared whether his purpose was achieved.
Zhou Xianwei really said that if he didn't fight, he wouldn't fight. He turned around and walked up.
But how could death let him go!
With his arm suddenly raised, a bit of cold star burst into Zhou Xianwei's back!
This is extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye!
In this case, Zhou Xianwei wanted to turn around to block, it was too late!
However, he did not turn around, and the wrist holding the brush shook suddenly!
The iron writing brush then spun automatically behind him, like a whirlwind, firmly protecting his back!
Zhou Xianwei can be considered a unique skill! Two writing brushes are like arms!
The bit of cold star emitted from the hands of the of death rushed straight into the whirlwind formed by the brush, and then, a sharp metal collision sounded!
Afterwards, that little cold star was knocked off and fell into the river!
And Zhou Xianwei's brush also lost the kinetic energy of rotation. At the moment when it was about to land, Zhou Xianwei stretched out a hand to catch it!
"Very normal." He grinned at the death.
Death did not respond, because a gust of wind suddenly came from behind him!
Su Rui shot!
His fist also caused a very strong burst of air, and went straight to the back of Death!
The time for a master to make a move is within inches!
Reaper suddenly recovered, but instead of using his fist, he suddenly drew a knife from his waist!
This knife has been hidden under the black robe before, making it impossible to notice it!
Although the of death temporarily lost the of death sickle, it does not mean that he cannot use other weapons!
It's like the dagger he hurt Getafe before, like the dart he just shot at Zhou Xianwei, like the knife he pulled out from under the black robe at this moment!
It is said that the Temple of the Sun never plays cards according to the routine, and the same is true for the Death!
Su Rui's fist was about to hit Death's chest, and at this moment, the long knife in Death's hand also slashed across Su Rui's abdomen!
boom!
Su Rui's fist hits Death! The violent air explosion sounded at this moment!
And Death also cut Su Rui's shirt with that knife!
After the two sides put a big move on each other, Death took two steps back, and Su Rui also took three steps back!
He rubbed his stomach and said, "You fellow knows how to make a nasty trick, it hurts!"
Although the metallic clothes can withstand most of the impact, what kind of character is Death? How great is the power contained in his long-charged knife?
Therefore, Su Rui still felt a bit hot in her belly.
But... nothing more!