The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 484 This is a stage play

It was an owl, a very big owl, its two eyeballs were astonishingly brown, and it seemed to be able to stare breathtakingly. The eagle-like mouth opened, and it let out an extremely unpleasant screaming sound.

"Ha, ha - huh, huh!"

This cry seems to be able to remind of an extremely bad phenomenon.

The little magic stick turned pale with fright: "The cat is screaming, the dead are coming!"

I have also heard this saying. The old people in the village often say that after hearing the cry of an owl in the silent empty mountain at night, there will be a funeral the next day, and so-and-so will die soon.

Owls, to a large extent, are ominous symbols in our eyes.

The owl that appeared behind Nobita was even more ominous, because it was so big and scary, it was two bodies larger than normal owls, and its wings full of yellow-brown feathers spread out, which could almost shake Nobita Wrapping it up, the eagle's mouth was like a bloodthirsty sharp knife, and it grabbed Nobita's chest fiercely, and a puddle of black blood spurted out at that moment.

"Daxiong!"

I shouted wildly in my mind, at this moment, Daxiong's terrified eyes have not changed, he has been surprised at where this strange bird came from, and he was bitten before he had time to react.

The little magic stick lifted his clothes, took out a brush that shone with golden light from his waist, and raised the brush to draw a streak of golden light.

Before the golden light floated in front of the owl, I heard me yell loudly: "Yide! You dare to hurt my brother, Zhao Yun will fight with you!"

Then I rolled on the ground, grabbed the mop stick again, kicked my legs hard, and flew up like a wild goose.

I swear this is really not my problem, because I have never jumped so high, I think it is about four or five meters high, although I have practiced martial arts, and I have practiced for more than ten years, but I can never do it This kind of leap of four or five meters.

And the mop stick flew out of my hand, and hit the owl's forehead one step faster than the golden light drawn by the pen in the little magic stick's hand.

I heard the owl utter another cry, which was far worse than the one just now, with a cry like a cry of pain.

The entire forehead was pierced by the mop stick, and his body flew upside down.

I thought it was over, but I didn't expect that my body was in the air, and I stepped on my feet, and then rushed forward a few meters at a strange speed, before the owl's body fell to the ground, and grabbed it. He poked the mop stick on the owl's forehead, picked it up, pulled it hard, and the moment he pulled the mop stick out of the owl's head, he smashed it hard again.

The owl's head was smashed into its body immediately, and its whole body was smashed like a puddle of meat.

The whole movement is smooth and smooth, so fast that normal people can't do it at all.

Turning his head again, Daxiong was still standing there with staring eyes, looking at me with an extremely unbelievable look: "Are you still alive?"

'Huh', I let out a deep breath in the back of my mind.

But my body quickly ran to Nobita, and grabbed Nobita's body: "Yide, you, are you okay?"

Nobita waved his hand quickly, and was about to say something, but saw me looking down at the black blood gushing from his chest. The moment I saw the black blood, I immediately understood that this kid is not dead, but just like me, he also I have been hit by a ghost trick.

But now I can't control my body, but this classmate Zhao Zilong shouted very seriously: "Yide, you, you are poisoned!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Nobita's struggle, he pressed Nobita to the ground, stretched out his hand and tore off Nobita's clothes, I peeked, shit, a piece of meat was forcibly taken off by the owl on this kid's chest, and he A blood hole came out, and black blood was gurgling out from inside.

Zhao Zilong on my body looked solemn: "Yide, hold back, I will help you take drugs and heal your wounds!"

After finishing speaking, I opened my mouth and moved closer!

I'm going!I was jumping in my mind at that time, you sucked poison, healed a bird injury?Do you know what the fuck this is?you just smoke?

It’s fine if you can cure him by inhaling it, but you can’t cure him if you inhale it!
It's a pity that this is not your own body, if you don't cherish it like this, I will be helpless to his uncle.

I could only watch helplessly as this righteous Zhao Zilong lay on Nobita's chest, and kissed the horrific wound with my lips that I had never kissed before.

At this moment, I even want to die, I really wish I didn't know anything, it's fine if you say you snatched Lao Tzu's body, why do you keep me awake?Isn't this playing me?
Watching my body suffer is like eating flies.

Daxiong was so frightened that he waved his hands again and again: "Don't, don't, don't, I'm ticklish, I don't hurt, I'm not poisoned, I don't hurt! Don't suck it."

However, his resistance was a powerless act. It was like a little woman struggling in front of a pervert with a fine-brained brain. The power ratio is not a series at all. How can it be useful?
'Ha, spit. '

Uncle Zhao Zilong sucked the dirty black blood from Nobita's chest, and spat it on the ground.

Then he lay on Nobita's chest again.

"You guys, what are you doing?"

Just as Uncle Zilong sucked his second mouthful of black blood, I heard a clear questioning sound.

I looked out of the corner of my eye.

His uncle's are obviously my own eyeballs, and I still have to borrow them to use them. Why is life so sad!
What is even more tragic is not that my body was snatched by the hero Zhao Zilong, but these people from his uncle, Tong Nan, Yun Yun, Su Qiong, Xu Yixin!
It's their four girls!

The saddest thing is the suspicious eyes of Tong Nan and Xu Yixin, and the curious and ambiguous expressions of Yun Yun and Su Qiong.Am I really doing nothing?It's all the good work of this dead ghost!
What surprised me even more was that this classmate Zhao Zilong raised his head to look at Tong Nan and Xu Yixin, and bluffed loudly: "Mrs. Gan, Mrs. Mi? You two are not dead! Great, great! Your lord! There is spirit in the sky, the two ladies are not dead, they are not dead!"

The little magic stick stood aside with black lines on his forehead, stuffed the writing brush into his waist pocket, and shouted: "Your lord, I'm not dead either!"

Tong Nan was a little silly: "You guys, are you doing a stage play?"

I want to cry!Dare I ask, have you ever seen a stage play performed at the entrance of a funeral parlor?

This brain hole is big enough.

(End of this chapter)