Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 870 Doesn't Conform to Aesthetics

Chapter 870 Doesn't Conform to Aesthetics
Su Xingzhi didn't want to be turned into a pool of pus and blood after finally finding such a suitable body.

Although it would be possible for her to escape from this body and return to the life of a ghost floating in the wind without touching her feet, this method of death is really too unsightly, and it does not conform to the wishes of us adults at all. aesthetics.

So when the corpse mud really invaded their feet, Su Xingzhi directly lifted O'Connor and jumped onto the original partition where the stone statues of various small animals were placed.

"Wow!!"

The partition wasn't wide enough, just enough for Su Xing to stand against the wall, so it was really like walking a tightrope for O'Connor.

The tall and strong man was swaying dangerously on the narrow partition, and his body immediately rushed forward. He woke up and sighed inaudibly, but still stretched out a hand to grab him.

Su Xingzhi's body, arms and O'Connor's leaning body formed a dangerous triangle.

Especially Su Xingzhi's arm looks so thin, it seems that it will break at any time, but now it has become the hand of life involving O'Connor.

Fortunately, O'Connor couldn't see what was going on behind him, because an unplaced grenade in his arms fell out when he was leaning forward, and as soon as it fell into the mud, it was completely crushed without even a bubble. broken down.

O'Connor's cold sweat immediately dripped out drop by drop.

The water level of the deadly mud under the feet is slowly rising, and the monsters are slowly swaying towards the partition where they are standing.

O'Connor's nervous mind was about to explode.

Seeing those monsters getting closer, O'Connor simply took a grenade in one hand and said, "Miss Su, why don't I just blow up those guys to pieces!"

Su Xingzhi resisted the urge to sigh and touch his forehead: "Let me ask you, if you blow up a bunch of puddings with a bomb, and then the puddings can gather together again, do you think your explosion just now is meaningful?"

One sentence after waking up blocked O'Connor's question.

"Then... what do we do now?"

Although O'Connor was not afraid of death, he really didn't want to die so vaguely.

Besides, besides, he still has something to say to Evelyn (is it a confession? XD), so he really wants to survive at this moment.

(End of this chapter)

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