Expedition to Forbidden Land: Play Deadpool, Teammate Stupid Oil Bottle and Sister Boer

　　Strange laughter.

　　Lu Yan's two Tang knives were quenched with Qilin blood, and stabbed them fiercely.

　　"Ow!"

　　Zhou Muwang's red eyes burst out, almost turning into two rubies and flying out.

　　The severe pain made him subconsciously control the black smoke, and instead, he smoked the ants behind him to death.

　　however.

　　Feng Baoer came again.

　　Another Guanyin **.

　　"boom!"

　　True Qi erupted, and Zhou Mu Wang, who had lost a few tentacles to support, was completely blown away.

　　exposed to sunlight.

　　"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

　　He let out a shrill roar, and the black smoke all over his body melted like a mist in the sun.

　　He gradually revealed his true face.

　　"Sister Bao'er!"

　　Lu Yan's low growl came out again.

　　He rushed out again and kicked King Zhou Mu directly in the sun.

　　Behind.

　　Sister Bao'er descends like Guanyin again.

　　With one knee, King Zhou Mu was smashed directly into the mixed Deng Mintuan, scornful and glazed?/p>

　　"Roar!"

　　Deng Min takes off the scorpion and the pods.

　　Rise up the strength of the whole body, the last fight.

　　"boom!"

　　The quagmire exploded.

　　He took off again.

　　But the next moment.

　　Lu Yan fell from the sky.

　　"Amitabha, the donor put down the butcher's knife and turned back to the shore!"

　　He stepped on the top of Zhou Muwang's head.

　　King Mu of Zhou's rising momentum was interrupted in an instant, and he fell at a faster speed.

　　"Pfft!"

　　His paws waved to the sky.

　　Lu Yan twisted his P shares to hide.

　　Tear!

　　Two seams were torn in his combat trousers.

　　Lu Yantang swept away his knife, soared into the air, and landed beside the swamp.

　　Look back and smile.

　　"you……"

　　"Have you felt the gaze of death?"

　　Done.

　　Good intentionally shaking P shares.

　　Inside the slit of the torn trousers were a pair of eyes staring into the distance.

　　In the swamp, King Mu of Zhou, whose entire head was gradually weathering and shattered by the sunlight, was trembling all over.

　　The red light in a pair of eyes is also gradually dimmed.

　　Both physically and mentally suffered a tragic blow, and have lost the courage to live again.

　　"Pfft! Your emotions have been destroyed by you!"

　　"Damn, no matter how strong he is, he is still so cheap."

　　"Aren't these SpongeBob's eyes?"

　　"Seeking the psychological shadow area of ​​King Mu of Zhou."

　　"You show us this at such a glorious moment?"

　　"After the face paralyzed brother couldn't lift the knife, the thing just floated away."

　　"Brother with facial paralysis, recover your vitality and punish him!"

　　"..."

　　Swamp edge.

　　Feng Baoer groaned and raised his leg.

　　"This swamp is so big, it's a waste to bury only one King Zhou Mu, why don't you try it too?"

　　Lu Yan quickly shook his head.

　　"No, no, Sister Bao'er, I think after all, she is also our ancestor, so it should be given him a bigger tomb.

　　Well, the grand funeral is qualified, very qualified. "

　　Feng Baoer snorted.

　　He turned to look at the little brother Qilin.

　　"How, can't you die?"

　　After a while, the little brother Qilin has recovered some vitality, and his face is only slightly pale.

　　It seems that people are also in a lot of spirit.

　　The recovery speed is also amazing.

　　"Don't worry, I can't die, the injury has recovered a lot, and it's no problem to move on."

　　Feng Bao'er nodded: "Just don't be brave."

　　Brother Qilin shook his head: "Don't worry, it's not about being brave."

　　aside.

　　Lu Yan walked over a little awkwardly.

　　"That...the pants are torn, the wind is quite cold, and it's not very beautiful.

　　Who will help me sew?I have needle and thread here. ".

Chapter 30

　　Feng Baoer and Qilin brother turned back at the same time.

　　He saw Lu Yan pouting his P shares, covering his face with one hand, and handing over the needle and thread with the other.

　　Feng Baoer said speechlessly, "Why are you covering your face? Your whole face is under the hood."

　　Brother Qilin desperately wanted to step back, but found that he was blocked by a big tree and could only move to the side.

　　"Sister Bao'er, please."

　　He whispered something.

　　He rolled and crawled to the side, looking extremely embarrassed.

　　Feng Baoer also wanted to run.

　　But looking at the little brother Kirin turning his hands together, he looked a little pitiful.

　　She softened.

　　"Go, go, go."

　　"Give me the needle and thread, but don't blame me if you hit P shares."

　　Lu Yan's face hidden in the hood swayed with a smile, ah, the opportunity has finally come, Sister Bao'er should be gentle.

　　Pass the needle and thread.

　　ten seconds later.

　　He was already lying on Sister Bo'er's lap.

　　Feng Baoer held the needle, gestured left and right, and said with a bit of distress: "Ah this... I don't know how to use this. How should I start?"

　　Little brother Qilin blinked and leaned over carefully.

　　Pointing: "You first tie two knots at the end of the thread, then thread it in from this side, and thread it out from there across the gap."

　　Feng Baoer started to operate according to his instructions.

　　The first needle pierced Lu Yan's flesh.

　　"what!"

　　He screamed in ecstasy.

　　Feng Baoer's hand trembled and stabbed into the flesh again.