Sweetheart,Come Back!

It's not Qin Jian.

Not Qin Jian, that's the butcher.

An Yin can't help but grip into a fist.

But the more desperate she was, the more calm she was, knowing that she could not escape. Instead, she calmed down and watched the change, looking for the opportunity to put down the other party or escape.

The man clubbed a wooden crutch and was very old. He was wrapped in a long coat sewn together with various kinds of fur. The black robe exposed under the fur jacket was rotten into rags. I don't know how many years he has been wearing it.

The white and long Tuo, disorderly hanging on both sides of the cheek, only a little face wide of the palm was exposed. His face was gray and black, and there was no difference between the corpse nailed on the wooden stick, and the face was dead.

The man walked into the corpse, raised his neck and sniffed, "I smell human beings. It's fresh human flesh." With that, Xiang anyin said, "it's still a little fresh meat." His voice is dry and hoarse.

Anyin can't see any breath of living people in his body. I don't know whether he is a human being or anything else.

The man went to the place not far from the altar and saw an Yin from the top to the bottom.

Anyin stares at him closely. As long as he opens the border, she will give him a blow at the first time. If she is successful, everyone will be happy. If she fails, she can escape when the other party dodges.

This is her only chance to survive.

But the man did not seem to be in a hurry to open the boundary, but sat down slowly outside the boundary and looked at the sun above his eyes.

An Yin looks at the sky with his eyes, and the sun is more and more dazzling on his head.

He's waiting for noon!

An Yin thought of a word - noon Kaizai!

"Hello Anyin won't wait to be slaughtered and try to talk to the man.

The man ignored her and still looked at her, swallowing from time to time, as if she was the fat to his mouth.

Anyin suppressed her nausea and then asked, "did you make the border?"

Also did not get an answer, an Yin continued to work hard, "these people are you killed? It doesn't look like it. "

The man finally had a reaction, "I nailed these people up one by one. Do you think I didn't kill them?"

The little girl was only seventeen or eighteen years old. When she came to this place, she should have been frightened to see so many bodies. However, what he saw in her eyes was calm.

This little girl is not simple.

"So many bodies, one by one, take a lot of time to collect. It seems that you have been here for a long time."

An Yin looks at the strings of corpses, trying to find a connection between them.

Find out the connection, there is hope to find a way to break through the battle.

Hearing an Yin say that these corpses were collected by him, that is to say, these people were not killed by him. Suddenly, he had a strange feeling in his heart, "why do you say they were not killed by me?"

"Because they were all drowned." An Yin looks calm.

Down from the spring, she and Qin ran out of oxygen in the water and almost drowned.

If the person who fell down did not prepare the oxygen bottle in advance as they did, he would have drowned if he could not get here. By the time he got here, he would have been dead.

The man's eyes narrowed when he heard this.

An Yin looks at his expression and knows that even if he is not completely right, he still has something on his side. If he can get the news out of his mouth, he can think of a way to get out, and then he says, "you wear a shoulder made of animal skin. These animal skins are simply sewn with grass vines. These things are made of demon skins here."