Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 103

What the hell!

Flick of the fingers magic ah this is!
The opponent has magical skills in hand, and he can take her life in minutes without getting close to her body. Not only does she not know magical skills, but she is also injured now, so the difference in strength is too much!

God, is this going to destroy her and send her back to the modern rhythm?

Otherwise, why did she dream of Master and the others just now?

Before she had time to spit out more, she had to roll around on the ground like a rice dumpling, avoiding the black shadow's magical shots.

Of course, besides rolling rice dumplings, she was not idle, raising her arm to shoot poisonous needles.

Soi Ying had to take care of her poisonous needle, so the attack on her was naturally slowed down.

Therefore, she had a chance to breathe and think about the way to save her life.

It's not an option to keep rolling like this.

Once she was injured, even if the wound was not serious, if she let the blood flow like this, it would not be long before she would be exhausted due to excessive blood loss, and would become the ghost of Sombra.

Secondly, the number of poisonous needles in the poisonous needle box is limited, not inexhaustible, and when the poisonous needles are used up, she will still become Sombra's dead soul.

Although she carried a lot of poison on her body, if the black shadow kept not approaching, the poison on her body would be useless at all.

In the bottom of his heart, he scolded Duan Wang, Bao Wang and their father countless times, Shen Jingshu gritted his teeth, and suddenly rolled hard, rolled directly under the bed, and then kicked up with all his feet.

The bed was made of wood, with bricks on both sides. There was only a "bang", and the bed board fell down and hit her side.

She then used her hands to grab the horizontal bar nailed to the bed board at the bottom of the bed, fixing the bed board and blocking the black shadow's attack.

This series of movements had consumed most of her strength, and she was so tired that she was out of breath.

What's worse, because of the excessive force just now, she felt a big heat rushing out of her chest.

As a doctor, she knew in her heart that this was not a good phenomenon.

If she didn't end the confrontation with Sombra quickly, she might lose her life here tonight.

The attack outside the prison door seemed to have stopped, but Shen Jingshu didn't dare to take a rest. He quickly grasped the bed board, wriggled on the ground like a caterpillar, and moved towards the tunnel entrance that she had previously covered.

On the way of moving, she took out another crackling explosive pill from her arms, and threw it behind the bed board.

Without the cooperation of Xiaoyao fans, Madden Ball could not form the thick fog like before, but it could still hold back the pace of the black shadow, making him afraid to rush into the cell for a while.

When he came to the entrance of the tunnel, Shen Jingshu supported the bed board with one hand, took out the dagger on his leg with the other hand, and scratched it on the floor.

The dagger was sharp, and the floor was as brittle as a vegetable pole. After a while, she carved out a hole big enough for her to pass through.

Without hesitation, she put her feet into the hole first, then shrank back, and got in with her whole body.

The people guarding outside the cell had been waiting for her to put down the bed board when she was exhausted, but finally saw the bed board fall down against the ground, the calmness on her face was torn apart, and she was full of disbelief.

He wanted to rush up to find out, but the poisonous smoke in the cell was still there, so he didn't dare to take a step forward...

The tunnel was filled with thick white smoke.

After getting into the tunnel, Shen Jingshu leaned against the wall and took a breath, then quickly took out the pill from his sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth, then groped forward.

She doesn't know where the tunnel leads to, she just asks that the exit of the tunnel is not in Duanwang's Mansion.

If she was in Prince Duan's Mansion, she would undoubtedly have just come out of the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's mouth.

With her current state, she would definitely be killed in seconds.

I don't know how long I have been walking, but I feel a cool wind blowing in front of me, Shen Jingshu frowned, and her steps became lighter and lighter.

(End of this chapter)