The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 988 Vicious Fight ([-])

I strode over, and the distance between my legs was huge.Da Zhuang took advantage of this gap to get in, and he was already behind me.

I stabbed empty with a sword, and due to inertia, my body also leaned forward.

By feeling, Da Zhuang had already bounced off the ground behind me, turned back, supported himself with his arms, and threw himself on my back.

It's also thanks to the increased flexibility of my body, otherwise I would have been caught by him this time.

As I was moving, I twisted around and turned my body 180 degrees.Just in time to meet Da Zhuang's body that rushed over.

Since both of us are very fast, when I turned around, Da Zhuang had already bumped into me.He had no legs, and only put his arms around my shoulders, with half of his body hanging on my chest.

Da Zhuang's face happened to be very close to mine.Now I can see more clearly his dead fish-like eyes, the gray skin on his face, his mouth is open, and there is a constant gurgling sound from his throat, as if he is swallowing something, or as if he is swallowing something. Breathe.

At the same time, a rancid smell came out of his mouth, which made me sick.

I didn't have time to react, the big and strong arm strengthened, the mouth opened, and it went straight to my throat.

Only then did I feel that I had made a mistake just now. If I didn't turn around, even if Da Zhuang jumped onto my body, it wouldn't be fatal to my back, even the back of my neck.

But I turned my body around, and while I could face Da Zhuang, it was also equivalent to exposing my fatal parts, the front heart and throat.

If the throat is bitten by him, I'm afraid my life will be accounted for.

Da Zhuang is close to my body, and I can't use the mahogany sword.

In desperation, I had no choice but to let go of the sword and use both hands to push Da Zhuang.

But even though Da Zhuang has only half of his body, his strength is surprisingly great.In addition, I touched his body with my hand, and scratched his already weak clothes to pieces.

Da Zhuang's body was exposed, and it felt greasy to my touch. His body surface seemed to be covered with a layer of grease.

In this case, I can't exert my strength at all.

The fact that I fell into such a passive position is entirely due to my lack of combat experience.According to normal strength, I don't think I will fall into such a disadvantage.

The result was this negligence that put him in an extremely dangerous situation.

To make matters worse, because his body is too slippery, my arm can't exert force, even if the steamer arm works, it can't save the current difficulty.

Seeing that Da Zhuang's mouth opened wide, it was getting closer and closer to my throat.

I secretly groaned in my heart, feeling that I was still too confident.Alone, in this peril.

I can only hold my breath in my chest, resist desperately, and try to buy as much time as possible.

Thanks to this breath, things finally took a turn for the better.

"You son of a bitch, it's all like this, and it's still harming people."

I suddenly heard such a loud roar, and saw only a flash of cold light, and a knife swung over, cutting directly on one of Da Zhuang's arms.

The big and strong arm was cut off from the upper arm at once.

The broken arm fell to the ground, and Da Zhuang lost his balance because of this, and his strength was much weaker.I threw Da Zhuang away and fell to the ground rolling over.

Under the moonlight, Meng Baolu was standing majestically on the field holding the bull-killing knife.

"Master, you ran too fast, I didn't keep up. Are you okay?" Meng Baolu asked quickly.

I shook my head. Although I was fine, I still had lingering fears.

If Meng Baolu hadn't come in time, I really dare not say what the consequences would be.

At this time, I suddenly noticed that there was a dark shadow behind Meng Baolu. I realized that it was not good, so I quickly called out to be careful, and pulled Meng Baolu over.

Meng Baolu didn't know what happened, so he hurriedly looked back.

Just at the place where Meng Baolu had just stood, there was a man standing there.It was the dead man I saw before, the one that Da Zhuang used to lie on his shoulder.

At this time, I also saw Da Zhuang climbing up on that man's shoulder again, staring at me and Meng Baolu with two bloody eyes.

Seeing the standing man, Meng Baolu exclaimed, "Baoping, why are you here?"

As he said that, Meng Baolu actually wanted to go forward and talk to that Baoping.

I quickly grabbed him: "Don't go there, it's useless, he's already dead."

"Master, his name is Li Baoping. He is the man who has been missing for a long time. I searched all over the village but couldn't find him. Why is he here?" The missing person was actually already expected by me.

I smiled bitterly and said, "He should have been hiding in the little mason's house, lying on his slate bed. You searched everywhere, but you didn't search there. But now is not the time to discuss this..."

Before I finished speaking, Da Zhuang over there controlled Li Baoping, let out a roar, and rushed over again.Meng Baolu thought I was injured just now, but he also reacted this time, holding a knife in his hand, standing in front of me, resisting the attack of two monsters alone.

I was behind him, looking at his generous back, feeling a little moved.This mountain is full of simple people, in order to protect me, they even risked their lives to stand in front of me.At this moment, the old village chief, who looked very inconspicuous at first, looked like a god of war against the backdrop of the moonlight.

I'm praising him here, but the outcome on the field has already been decided.

Facing Li Baoping and Da Zhuang on his shoulders, Meng Baolu slashed off. Although Li Baoping's head was severed, at the same time Da Zhuang on his shoulders scratched his forearm with one hand.

Meng Baolu wailed, covered his arms, and retreated.

The knife also fell to the ground.

The image of old village head Meng Baolu, the god of war, just collapsed in my mind before it was fully formed.

However, Meng Baolu's slash on Li Baoping's head also caused him a lot of damage.The body swayed a few times and almost fell.

But Da Zhuang did not know what method he used to control Li Baoping, and tried his best to stabilize his body.

"My knife..." Meng Baolu clutched his arm, trying to rush over to retrieve his weapon.

I know that Meng Baolu's knife, although full of evil spirits, is not a real magic weapon after all.Moreover, most of the evil spirit on the saber had been removed after chopping off Da Zhuang's arm and cutting off Li Baoping's head.

"Don't pick it up, it's dangerous." I hurriedly stopped Meng Baolu, my hand just grabbed Da Zhuang's body, and it felt slippery and uncomfortable.I took it to my eyes and looked at it, and found that my hands were all covered with white grease.

(End of this chapter)