and good luck (Shòu). Because they are Taoist deities, their statues can be found in ordinary streets and alleys. This is an old sculpture of Shou Xing holding a peach."How did you put the statue of...I didn't see it clearly before, but it seems like Dragon Brother is dealing with these zombies here.

We were in the car in front of Lao Zhang's bamboo house. There were still three bodies inside, all victims of his sorcery. I just saw one corpse that looked like a high-ranking official. What about the other two

The security in this nursing home wasn't that tight, he probably lured them away with the other two dummies, then snuck in.

Suddenly, someone dashed out from behind a standing door and kicked at the fat man's hand in mid-air.

The grenade was a pull-pin type. Fatty held it in one hand, biting on the pin with his teeth. Suddenly, Long Ge kicked him hard and the grenade flew out. But the pin had already been bitten off!

This cave is half stone platform and half empty. About twenty to thirty meters deep below, there's a flowing stream that flows into the ground at the end of the cave, becoming an underground river.

The trajectory of the grenade in the air was like a slow-motion replay, flashing before my eyes frame by frame.

In that instant, Mu Wanchen let go of my hand. He almost leaped from the stone platform with the arc of the grenade.

Before I could scream, I saw a massive wave of air suddenly transform into a fireball. The entire cave shook violently.

There was no earth-shattering collapse, no mountains crumbling.

The explosion was quickly contained by Mu Wanchen's barrier within a small radius, but what about him and the others!

I rushed to the edge of the stone platform. The barrier below had been broken, and the smell of explosives and heat waves hit me head-on, nearly choking me.

Where is he

"Mu, Mu Wanchen——!" I blurted out a random shout with my eyes closed and was immediately met with a sharp cough.

"Get out of the way—" a raspy growl came from behind me.

I reflexively ducked and rolled, my head pressed against the side as Dragon Bro was actually knocked off the stone platform by that fatso!

He smelled of blood. In this environment, I could still sharply smell it. Without thinking, I reached out and grabbed him!

“You guys...you guys...just obediently let the Dragon King capture you! Why, why do you have to make so much trouble… If the Dragon King gets angry, we’ll all be in for a terrible end! You bunch of fools!!” The fat man roared with grief and madness.

He was probably terribly afraid of the Dragon King, his words laced with desperate madness.

"Hmph, you want us to surrender and become the Dragon King's test subjects How naive... Only spineless cowards like you would be willing to die for him!" Long Xiaoge hung precariously outside the stone platform. Below was a swirling mass of smoke, debris, and rushing water. He actually had the energy to mock them

“I… I think my arms are going to dislocate, you have to climb up here…” I grabbed Long Ge’s upper arm with one hand, and the other desperately clung to the stone platform.

He was slender, my hand could grasp his wrist, and he instinctively clasped my wrist in return.

But there's still danger behind me!

"You, you come up here quickly!" I dug my other hand in so hard it hurt.

"There's no place to leverage here. If you can't pull, let go, and I'll figure out another way up." Long Xiao said with a furrowed brow.

I know I'm making things difficult for him. He's hanging outside the stone platform now, he's not a god, how is he supposed to walk on air

But how could I let go Even facing death, I would find it hard to stand by. Let alone letting myself release you.

And now that Mu Wanchen has suddenly disappeared, and Long Xiaoge falls too, will I have to face that bloodthirsty fat man alone who wants to drag people down to take the blame

Bai Ni was still fighting the giant serpent spirit outside, turning heaven and earth upside down. What should I do

"Ouch!" My lower back was suddenly stomped on hard, I almost broke in two!

Turning my head with difficulty, the fat corpse was gripping his severed wrist, one foot crushing down on my lower back. I felt like I was going to be crushed to death.

"...wheezing...The Dragon King says his word is final...you, you'll never escape his grasp..." He was losing too much blood and starting to become incoherent.

He weighs at least two hundred and fifty pounds! With two hundred and fifty pounds stomping on my lower back, I'm about to be crushed in half!

I gritted my teeth and swallowed the blood in my mouth, using my other hand to dig my nails into the cracks in the ground, anchoring myself. I clung to Long Ge's hand, my nails digging into his flesh almost to the bone.

"Let go!" Long Xiaoge's voice was hoarse.

"Don't let go! You have to... climb up!" At times like this, you can only rely on your stubborn belief to muster every ounce of strength.

If I let go, I'd deflate myself too. I'm probably going to cough up blood and faint.

Long Xiaoge impatiently let out a "tsk" sound. He was injured and had nowhere to borrow strength, so even if he was anxious, it was useless.

I don't know how many more seconds I can hold on. Mu Wanchen doesn't know where he went either. The smell of gunpowder stings my eyes and tears stream down my face. My heart is filled with fear and helplessness, all I can do is grit my teeth and stay crouched on this stone platform.

Is everywhere outside the home this frightening

Yin and yang are in chaos, disrespecting life and death.

Disrespectful of life and death.

As strength gradually waned, despair began to creep into his heart.

That fat pig was immobile, bleeding too much. He couldn't squat down or bend over to pick me up and throw me out. All he could do was kick my lower back with all his might.

Each person's lower back is a weak spot. When he stomped on it with force, I felt a burning sensation in my stomach, churning like fire. A mouthful of blood was held down by my desperate grip.

In this situation, I could still focus with all my might, staring intently into the smoke below, desperately searching for Mu Wanchen's figure.

"...Wàn Chén...Mù...Wàn Chén..."

I murmured his name, and suddenly, my fat, dead cat jumped, as if startled!

The midfielder's strength suddenly solidified, I strained my neck to look over, the dead fat man was completely rigid, still trembling slightly!

What's going on!

Opportunity

I used all my flexibility, bending my lower leg, and kicked his legs with a sudden, forceful upward motion.

This force wasn't painful at all, but the fat deadbeat actually stiffened and tilted!

He was going to fall—

"...Long Xiaoge, plane, cough cough cough... opportunity—" My voice was almost gone, that mouthful of blood went up my nose.

It's too unbearable.

The fat man, corpulent and imposing, suddenly stiffened and tilted, slowly falling outward from the stone platform.

Long Xiao ge heard my shout, and in the moment Fatty fell beside him, he stepped on Fatty's body with one foot, using his momentum to leap up, and his other hand grabbed the edge of the stone platform.

I gritted my teeth and pulled back, he also tensed up and leaped upward, finally pulling him up!

"Whew... whew..." I sat there on the ground, dazed, not knowing what had happened.

Long Xiaoge also panted, looked around, and croaked, "… This little thing, yours"

What is that little thing

My mind is blank, filled only with Mu Wanchen. Even when he speaks, I hear a buzzing in my ears.

A light, tingling sensation fell onto the back of my hand.

Slowly crawling up my forearm, it finally stopped at my shoulder.

My face met a sudden chill of "armor," the sensation bringing me slightly back to my senses.

The soul of Scorpio is profound.

It was just struck by the giant snake spirit's tail and knocked into some unknown corner. Right now, it looks a bit listless and out of energy.

Just now it came rushing in and stung the fat man right at a crucial moment.

"...Thank you." I reached out and touched its armor.

Ling Zheng had no spirit, but still moved its two big pincers to take credit.

"Come on." Long Xiao reached out to pull me.

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