Chapter 870: Forget the worry, Sansheng (14)

Chapter 870, forgetting, three students (14)
"Wait... wait, I can't run."
Song II panted like a cow, holding his knee at the moment and had to stop. The one that made the series kicked out almost his power, and the road ran wildly, almost squeezing his physical strength.
Song San couldn't help but turn his eyes. "When you are crazy about exporting to women, you don't see that you are not enough, not enough, not enough..."
"Go...going, going..." Song Er was beaten with a fist and beat Song San, and then said: "The dry body should not catch up?"
"It's hard to say." Song II said at this time: "I am afraid that he is completely afraid of us being able to escape. I just intend to the people on the head and put the two of us on the end... strange, why is this road? Blocked?"
Song San looked forward and found that it was not a complete wall, but a broken stone blocked the road. "The big mark is that this direction is correct... the mark disappeared here, and it is likely to be on the other side. It’s awful, this won’t be blocked by Ah Da? Isn’t this pit us?

"What nonsense, Ada is not such a person." Song Er shook his head, then put his ear on the stone and began to knock.
He wants to see if there are any weak places, and after recovering some strength, attack with weaknesses and break the road of death.
Unexpectedly, Song Er’s ear was just pasted on a complete large stone, and he suddenly heard a loud noise, and then the rock wall in front of him suddenly exploded.
Affected by this impact, Song II and Song San were simultaneously knocked down on the ground by stones. When the two were surprised, they saw that the rock wall had broken a small hole... At this time, something was slowly being drilled from the hole.
It’s a great song!
"Ada!" Song 2 Song 3 quickly pulled forward to pull Song Da, pulled him out.
I saw that after Song Da came out, it was a wound, and the chest was full of wounds that were cut by sharp weapons. This wound is not a person with a high level of cross-cutting skills. I am afraid I have already reported to the king of the king.
"Ada, you are... what happened?" Song II quickly stepped forward and took out some powdery things and began to sprinkle it on Song Da’s wound to stop bleeding.
"Don't say it, look at this!" Song Da took his hand into the hole that was punched out, and looked at what it was like.
Not long after, Song Da actually pulled out a head from inside - it was the head of Mrs. Eve.
"I have trapped this old demon, and I am fighting." Ahda sucked in the air, only feeling that every wound on the wound should be powdered to take off his remaining life, and it is painful.
"If it weren't for me, I would block the roads before and after, so that the old witch couldn't play the speed it should have. It's definitely me now lying down!" Song Daxin said with a linger.
Song Er and Song San naturally know how dangerous it is to fight these blood-sucking monsters - but Song Da can actually do one of them, it is beyond the expectations of the two.
The three people exchanged information and each knew what happened later. They felt sincerely happy about the luck of the Song, Song, and Song Dynasties, and they happily said: "There is still a super corpse here. Ah! I knew that I would get through the other side!"
Yes, so you don't have to face the corpse. Song 2 and Song San are all regrettable for Song Da, but they always feel that something is wrong.
"Speak up, Ah Da, do you still have the strength to get through another one? So we can't get out." Song Er was looking forward to ask.
"I don't even have the strength to move my fingers." Song Da shook his head.
"So?" Song Sanyi raised his eyes.
"So, you say super mummy." Songda down a cold lump.
Song two stood up, grabbed the hair crying and said: "Eighteen years later was a hero Ah, ah Third, we do afterlife brothers ...... FML, A big you idiot you left your strength will die!! Ah!! I was killed by you this time!!! What to do!!"
The remaining two brothers simultaneously raised the toward Song.
"We still find a place to hide it." Songda finally no choice but to propose it, "When I first came here, I'd have to see a further channel, but do not know where the leads, Wan or run into a zombie, then ...... how, do not want to gamble? "
"I did! Give it a go, change motorized bicycle!" Song suddenly two teeth.
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Even three zombie werewolf, nor Fernandez Viscount opponent. Even the Viscount Fernandes had just revived from his sleep, and the people who smoked were not enough to wake him up.
Tu Shenyi concentratedly paid attention to the strength of Viscount Fernandes, and his heart was secretly nervous. "I can't think of this old monster. I have been awake after sleeping for more than three hundred years. The power is stronger than the ordinary five generations. It is worth the fee. The Nandis family has been the most likely to hit the fourth and even third generation guys for hundreds of years."
Thinking, Tu Shenyi’s palm turned up, and a pattern of blood-colored swords slowly spit out from his palm, screaming at the moment when one of the zombie werewolves held the Viscount Fernandis. The battlefield.
Hitasil wanted to block the resistance, but at this moment, the still zombies suddenly moved.
Their actions can't be said how fast, but winning a lot, going forward and succeeding, it also caused a lot of trouble for Hitasil - not killing, but killing at a time.
In addition, in such a narrow space, with a wide range of attacks, only one side will be mistakenly injured.
Just as the whip in Hitasil's hand swept away a group of zombies, Hitasil saw a guy who was like a nightmare to him.
Luo Qiu!
Behind Luo Qiu, followed by the clock, and Elizabeth with a sad face.
Hitasil’s body suddenly became stiff, because he couldn’t figure out if Luo Qiu was looking for him, or just came to this place—the labyrinth of the cellar, for outsiders, after all, too friendly.
He remembered the powerful power of Luo Qiu, the fear of his own resilience... However, he quickly suppressed this fear, because the most powerful vampire of the Fernandes family was around.
Hitasil feels that he can be at all imaginary at this time, and even has some other ideas. His gaze suddenly became hesitant.
......
Liar, liar, or liar.
Zhong Yueyue thought a lot of swearing words, but I really want to come up with it, and the sly words are more sloppy, or the word swindlers - of course, she is in her heart.
This guy is not saying that following him will be safe, will not happen?
What happened in front of this?
A few huge werewolf monsters and gambling gods Tu Shenyi are working together to attack a monster like a peeled skin with only muscle tissue left? And this monster seems to be easy to gamble on the side of the gambling can only continue to avoid?
There are also zombies in the middle of those who bite!
She shouldn't follow this guy—although she doesn't have a better choice.
"This guy looks at your eyes, how is it like a priest who wants to marry a child? Is he perverted?" Zhong Yueyue couldn't help but frown. Of course, this is just a pair of Miss Zhong Jiada. The current situation is a small counterattack.
"Well, he is really a pervert." But Luo Qiu nodded directly.
The clock fell over and rolled his eyes, and at this moment he only thought about how to escape, and there was no time for Luo Qiu and some of them. Instead, Elizabeth greeted Hitasil's gaze, and subconsciously seized Luo Qiu's sleeves.
"Why, you seem to be afraid of him?" Luo Qiu asked.
Elizabeth was a little bit sloppy and swayed. "He...he used to sell me pure blood, so I have a close relationship with my family."
Luo Qiu nodded thoughtfully.
Elizabeth has a quick way: "But, but I have nothing to do with him. It is because the thirteen clan has been supplying me with little blood, not enough for me. Without a way, Grandpa can only find Hitasil. He is a dark businessman with a source of pure blood... but, we are just a business trip between ordinary people. Grandpa he...he..."
Elizabeth did not say anything at all.
At the moment, the clock fell to the ear and listened to what Elizabeth said to the maximum.
Thirteen clan, dark businessman... pure blood?
But see Hitasil slowly coming at this time.
His position was very coquettish, and while he had escaped the zombies, he also carried an attack. He easily crossed the zombie group and was only a few meters away from Luo Qiufang.
"My good friend, we met again, did you miss me?" Hitasil asked with a greasy voice.
Luo Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand, then received some back, and then looked at his palm, and finally just shook his head and said that anyone can not understand, "A little bit worse."
"What are you talking about?" Zhong Yueyue came close and whispered: "You and this guy look familiar?"
"I think that would be a very bad thing." Luo Qiufei shook his head quickly.
Hitasil turned his eyes at this time, starting with Elizabeth, then the clock, and finally watching Luo Qiu, chuckling: "Luo Qiu, you are here, it will not be to help Tu Shenyi. ?"
"I don't have a reason to help him for a while." Luo Qiu shook his head. "I just intend to take Elizabeth to the place where Mr. Ammons died, because she has this right."
"Amonster?" Hitasil nodded thoughtfully. "It's a pity. When Amunster was young, it was also a beautiful man... it was an unforgettable taste."

"Hitasir, please, please don't say it!" Elizabeth looked a little excited - but she was still polite.
"Sorry, my Elizabeth." Hitasil smiled and said, "Luo Qiu, if you just want to go, can you wait for us to handle this?"
"Just casual." Luo Qiu nodded.
After Hitasil gave a fascinating look, he went into the zombie group. And the clock fell to the moon is finally relieved, because in her view, at least Luo Qiu and this guy have negotiated something.
It’s just that it makes Zhong Yue’s heart better curious about Luo Qiu’s identity... What kind of identity does he have to make these vampires so polite.
Then come to Tu Shenyi... Isn't he just a gambling god? When is the relationship with zombies and vampires.
When I was thinking about it, the clock fell suddenly and I felt a kind of grief in my heart. She did not know where this grief came from, as if she had lost a very important person in a moment.
She subconsciously touched her eyes, tears did not know when she was herself
At this time, a zombie werewolf was beaten by the Viscount Fernandis—the Fernandes Viscount is no longer the muscle-like appearance, but the pale skin. .
The appearance is about thirty-five years old, and there is a feeling of gloom, but overall it is very handsome.
He slowly landed on the ground, wearing a black cloak on his body, revealing a strange smile. At this point, Viscount Fernandis twisted his neck and was slightly excited: "Battle, it is the way to let the body wake up the fastest... Tu Shenyi, right? You and your experimental products, a lot of credit. You really Don't think about my proposal? I appreciate your talents, even though you are a close friend, I can accept you if you suffer from my blood."
"There is a lot of nonsense." Tu Shenyi sneaked a sentence, the pattern of the long sword in his hand, changed from one to two.
He held two swords, each of which spread out, slightly lowered his head, but looked at the front, and there was a sudden momentum that was rising in madness.
Viscount Fernandis shook his head and suddenly said: "One thing you actually said is wrong. That is, I am not the last person of the Fernandes family who wants to see the fourth generation. I am...have achieved Fourth Generation!"
Behind the expense of Nandis, a rush out!
The blood that keeps rushing out, hesitating a pair of wings at the moment.
At this moment, the zombie werewolf around Tu Shenyi was saved in a moment, and Tu Shenyi only took the middle, so that Viscount Fernandis had no way to avoid it.
"How can you know the power of the four generations?" Viscount Fernandis shook his head, just waving his hands quickly and marching toward Tu Shenyi and the two zombie werewolves!
Just a moment, the zombie werewolf who had not yet landed, the body was like a high-pressure water gun cut, turned into a neat piece, fell to the ground.
Tu Shenyi resisted the front with his double sword at the moment, but it was only an instant, and the body flew out. On the blade of the long sword, there were several gaps.
At the moment, Viscount Fernandes leaned forward and rushed out at an instant, capturing the Tu Shenyi, who had not yet landed, at an extremely fast speed.
His palm directly pinched the head of Tu Shenyi and raised his whole person. As a fourth-generation vampire, Viscount Fernandes's perception is much better than that of Hitasil.
"You and Hitasil should be of the same generation, but in my opinion, whether in combat consciousness or in tolerance, you are much better than my unskilled descendants. I will give you a chance, Accept my blood and become my descendant!"
However, Tu Shenyi suddenly loosened the hands of the sword and let the sword fall directly on the ground, as if he did not intend to resist.
The Viscount Fernandes suddenly snorted at this moment, but grabbed the head of Tu Shenyi and slammed him into the wall.
Tu Shenyi fell from the wall and sat on the ground, then lowered his head and did not lift it.
The Viscount Fernandes snorted at this moment. "Are you desperately dying? Do you think you can escape my perception?"
Tu Shenyi still looks like a motionless... In the distance, Luo Qiu’s gaze gradually lights up.
"You are not Tu Shenyi, who are you?" Viscount Fernandis waved his hand at this moment, and a claw trail flew out.
It directly tore Tu Shenyi's mask and tore his disguise.
Full of white hair falling down, exquisite facial features, it is as beautiful as the suffocating face of the sky, but the eyes are colorless, as if dead.
"This woman, I have seen..." Zhong Lunyue blurted out at this time and debuted: "In the study of Tu Shenyi, the woman on the painting... What happened?"
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