I run faster than my teammates

Chapter 39 Fog

Jin Hu and Wang Butler knew each other well, and they fought regardless of the outcome. Wang Butler hated Jin Hu for harming his close relatives, and he didn't leave a way out. Every move seemed to be heading for the same end.Jin Hu felt that he had the upper hand, so how could he be willing to die with Lao Wang?The more he dared not work hard, the more timid he was, so he was gradually at a disadvantage.

The scene became even more chaotic, the fat cook got Jin Hu's help to get out of trouble, she didn't join forces with Jin Hu to attack Steward Wang immediately, but ran towards Bai Ya, aiming at the soul rope!
Bai Ya's situation at this time can be described in one word, that is sitting wax. At first, he thought that with Wang Steward, a [-]-year-old boy, he could get the formation hub to open the formation smoothly. As long as the formation is opened, there will be a steady stream of evil Sha can be absorbed, this little damage on the body is really not worth mentioning.He never expected that Lao Wang was unreliable in his affairs, and he was caught by Jin Hu who showed his feet somewhere. He couldn't find the hub of the formation, and the Yin Sha couldn't be replenished. Bai Ya was almost exhausted.

The fat cook came rushing forward with a hideous expression on her face. If she rushed forward like that, she would definitely cut a hundred and eighty knives to vent her anger.Bai Ya hurriedly raised the soul rope in his hand, "Stop! If you take another step, I will destroy it!"

The fat cook stopped, gritted her teeth and said, "You let the lady go, and I'll give you a way to survive, otherwise I will let you know what it means to be cut into pieces by a thousand swords!"

Bai Ya sneered, "Do you think I will believe you? You dare not do anything to me if I hold it. If I give you the soul rope, you will probably chop me into stuffing and make dumplings right away." .”

With the skills of the fat cook, Bai Ya could clean up for her without any effort, but now that he has been severely injured in repeated battles, and the tiger has fallen into the Longxi Shoal in Pingyang, he has fallen to the point of negotiating with the fat cook.

Worse than Bai Ya is Ye Huanghuang, she is sitting on wax just like Bai Ya.After calculating for so long, he didn't hold back on the last step, but as soon as he came out, Bai Ya caught his life. Is it true that the villain died because of talking too much?Now that she is fused with the soul rope, she can't break free from Bai Ya's control at all, and can only pin her hopes on the fat cook and the others.

Jin Hu and Steward Wang are beating life and death, Bai Ya is holding the soul rope to negotiate with the fat cook, Kongzhi Ke Zhen'e and Wu Fai Taoist are busy practicing kung fu to heal their injuries, they don't care about the gossip that appears on Bai Ya's side concern.At the moment of life and death, every point of mana will increase the chance of survival. Knowing a little bit of gossip will help?Knowing the love and resentment between Bai Ya and Ye Huanghuang, could it be possible to make great achievements?what?
No one noticed that the environment gradually changed, the wind that was everywhere before stopped.

It's getting foggy.

someone.

People with umbrellas.

The man held up his umbrella and passed everyone, but no one noticed him.

Then he disappeared.

It's business as usual, nothing seems to have changed.

Negotiations continue, and so does the fighting.

Butler Wang found that Jinhu was dying, maybe because of his lack of mana, Jinhu seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. At first, Butler Wang thought it was Jinhu's trap, to show the enemy his weakness, to lure the enemy to go deep, hehe, superficial!

However, as time went by, Jin Hu's defeat became more and more obvious. Steward Wang tried to attack, and knocked Jin Hu to the ground in two or three hits.After being stunned for a while, steward Wang's eyes flashed fiercely. He rushed up and pressed Jinhu to the ground and beat it hard, hard, hard!
Until Jin Hu's whole body was pounded into a puddle of meat, steamed buns could be steamed with some chopped green onion.

Steward Wang was covered in blood, he looked up to the sky and laughed, it was a smile of revenge, carefree, spiteful and empty.

He thought of that sunny afternoon, the young woman with a delicate voice, the pregnancy test report, and the five-generation single biography of the old Wang family.

The picture became blurred, his thoughts became confused, Lao Wang's consciousness gradually dissipated, his soul left the body with a demented smile, flew into the thick fog and disappeared.

Jin Hu was out of breath, and it was finally over, this time he persisted to the end!Looking at Steward Wang who was dying, Jin Hu spat hard.After a hard fight to kill Steward Wang, the final victory is at hand!Bai Ya has completely lost his hole cards, and the next thing is to enjoy the time of revenge, and...

And the most important, most important and most important thing in Jin Hu's life - guarding that woman.

"Little Jin!"

Jin Hu shuddered, slowly turned his head and looked forward in disbelief, there was a woman standing there.He used to dream day and night, he used to guard silently and dare not disturb, until that night when he saw Bai Ya enter the woman's room with his own eyes, he stood outside the door all night.

The dew wet the clothes and covered the tears in the eyes.

The figure staggering away was full of loneliness and desolation.

He once thought that he lost her forever, that fateful nightmare.

"Shaking..."

It's really Ye Huanghuang!The girl Jin Hu had a crush on once was an unbearable brilliance in his life.

"Little Jin!"

"Shaking! I miss you so much! When that bastard Bai Ya killed you, I hated myself for being incompetent, I hated myself for being cowardly! I hated myself for not being able to protect you! I wanted to kill him, and I wanted to steal his communication The Spirit God Pill came to revive you, Huanghuang, are you real? Did we succeed?"

"Little Jin..."

"Shaking..."

Jin Hu murmured, his eyes shone with light, the light was so intense and hot that it even burned his own body, he didn't realize it.

The body was burned into a ball of coke, and Jin Hu's soul flew into the thick fog with a happy and satisfied smile.

After a long time of luck, Daoist Wu Fai finally recovered from his injuries. He got up and found his Longquan sword as soon as possible. Only with the sword in his hand would he feel safe.The moment he got the Longquan sword, Daoist Wu Shuai immediately noticed that something was wrong, and the Longquan sword was like a newborn baby, sending him a message that he was eager to try.

God lives on the sword!God knows it!
Daoist Wu Fai was overjoyed that the Longquan sword had entered the highest level of kendo by chance. With this divine sword in his hand, where would he be able to go in the world?At this time, Bai Ya was about to kill Kong Zhi, Daoist Wu Shuai laughed, "I have a three-foot box, Bai Shi hides the green front, evil barrier, eat me with a sword!"

One sword light cold nineteen states!

With a flash of sword light, Bai Ya fell down in response, his body was cut in two and he couldn't die anymore. All the evil spirits in his body were wiped out by this sword, and any evil spells were useless.

Kong Zhi and Ke Zhen'e were dumbfounded with shock on their faces.

Daoist Wu Fai laughed out loud, this is the pinnacle of his life, the Excalibur has succeeded in defeating powerful enemies, saving people from fire and water, and becoming famous is at this moment!

Unexpectedly, extreme joy gave rise to sorrow, the Longquan sword suddenly vibrated non-stop, trying to break free from the hand of Taoist Wu Fai and flew away through the air!The artifact has a spirit and cannot live in the mortal world, so it should soar above the nine heavens.Daoist Wu Huai tried several times to no avail, and finally watched Longquan's sword turn into a streamer and escape into the sky.

"Crack!"

It's the sound of heartbreak.

Daoist Wu Shuai was impoverished all his life, only this sword devoted all his heart and soul, and he even threw his wife and children into the furnace for refining the sword. Unexpectedly, the last hope of life is like dry wood and fire, which bursts and burns and turns into ashes.

"My sword... poof!"

Daoist Wu Failing vomited blood, and couldn't stop mouthful after mouthful. He always felt that something was wrong, but he was powerless to resist. He just vomited five liters of blood and vomited himself to death. Immediately, there was a soul with blank eyes and wandering around. Into the thick fog.

(End of this chapter)