Devil's girlfriend of the last days

After a person has eaten up, first of all he doesn't want to move.

I don't want to move at all, I just want to go to sleep.

Fang Mo felt that way now. He felt that he was very sleepy and sleepy now, and it seemed that as long as he lay down, he could just go to sleep.

The most important thing is that he feels...

There is something that seems to be brewing in my mind.

"what is this?"

He looked at the bone knives on his arms and the scenes of red light shining on them, and he couldn't help whispering in a low voice, "Could it be that there are other secrets hidden in my bone knives?"

Without waiting for him to think, the time now does not give him a chance to think.

One by one monsters, one by one zombies, began to approach.

They seem to want to rely on unity to kill Fang Mo.

"These monsters are actually commanding zombies, and some low-end monsters are also being commanded by some terrifying monsters?" When Fang Mo discovered this, he was still full of disbelief.

This is too weird to be believed.

To know.

Although he had seen many powerful guys before, he had experienced the agility of these monsters.

but.

Commanding the zombies to attack, he really saw it for the first time.

"If this is true, doesn't it mean that they are becoming as smart as humans, knowing how to use them?" Fang Mo couldn't help but began to jump wildly in his heart.

What is the greatest human being?

There is no doubt that the most powerful thing for humans is to use tools.

but.

The person standing at the highest point always has the most terrifying point.

That is, use others!

That's right.

The humans below use tools, while the top group of people use people.

Now that these monsters have begun to stand at such a terrible point?

There is only one sentence in his heart.

but.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his body began to expand very uncomfortably.

It feels like I have just eaten something, but what I didn't find is that what I ate is actually a dead face. After the fermentation of water, it begins to swell...

It's not that the stomach is uncomfortable, but the feeling that the whole body is uncomfortable, and Fang Mo's body and mind are beginning to fill.

next moment.

In front of him began to become trance, vague, as if he had just been screamed by a screamer.

however.

At the same time, he felt that there seemed to be a force in his hands ready to go.

"Swing it out, after swinging it out, you will feel comfortable!"

"Swing it out!"

"Wave your hand out!"

"After the stab, Wan Lai is dead!"

A sound like a devil appeared in his mind.

wrong.

This is not the devil, but his other thoughts.

It seems to be telling him that the best choice now is to wave his arms fiercely. It seems that only then will he become comfortable.

to be frank.

This makes him feel very strange.

but.

Fang Mo is so hard to talk.

To put it simply, he is the kind of model who doesn't walk away and regresses.

So when he had this idea in his heart, he forced his arm back behind him, and then started kicking the monsters and zombies with his feet: "I don't need bone knives, what can you do?"

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't take the bone knives back now, Fang Mo would definitely take them back.

Because his idea is...

"Such evil, definitely not a good thing!"

He used to go to some online novels. All the similar scenes described above were basically terrifying things that charmed the protagonist. As long as he swung the knife out, or did it according to his mind, I’m afraid The next moment the danger really came.

of course.

Fang Mo never considered himself the protagonist.

After all, there is no such a miserable protagonist in this world, but Ye Qingcheng, that is, his girlfriend is very demeanor of the protagonist.

Even Zhang Qiang is more like him.

But even so, he still thinks that this sound is not a good thing, and it is very evil...

Bang bang bang!

His footwork is not very powerful. Although he is fast and powerful, he can't endure such a monster attack.

Therefore, after not knowing how long it took, he felt that he could no longer lift his feet.

this moment.

He wanted to retract the bone knife on his arm, but he couldn't.

"Grass, is this over?"

Fang Mo felt extremely upset when he thought of this.

He hasn't seen Ye Qingcheng yet, how could he be willing to just go to the end?

Anyway, let him see Ye Qingcheng again, only then can he be regarded as a fragrant jade... Oh no, it should be a heroic sacrifice.

He hesitated.

Finally, he placed both arms in front of him, and then subconsciously waved his arms.

Rumble!

After a shocking sword light passed.

The red light on the bone knife on his arm completely dissipated, and at this moment, Fang Mo also found that his eyes had begun to become extremely clear.

The most important thing is that the two bone knives have also restored the right to stretch freely.

"Damn!"

"What is the ultimate trick?"

Fang Mo looked at the scene in front of him and was taken aback.

before.

To be precise, it should be within a radius of fifty meters, and everything seems to have been split by a terrifying blade. Whether it is a monster or a zombie, it has been cut off.

The most important thing was that Fang Mo saw the light spots rising.

"Damn, it's not good!"

He yelled badly and wanted to escape from the scene, but found that he was very weak now. He couldn't do such a simple point at all. Instead, he could only look helplessly at everything in front of him, and start slowly. Gathered by myself.

He knew what the light spots were.

That is the power in the gel of monsters and zombies, he has seen enough, so there is no ignorance.

With just a glance, he can be sure.

However, he did not look happy at all, instead his face became extremely ugly...

"It's over!"

Even if Fang Mo didn't know what it was like to come together with so many forces, he still had a little experience before.

With so many power spots coming, there can only be one possibility...

Was overwhelmed.

It is even possible that, like Xie Mingyuan, he is about to become a monster.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo wanted to cry without tears, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

It's not easy to face.

What should I do?

Fang Mo was going crazy. He wanted to leave, but his legs were not like his own, and his hands didn't have the slightest strength. It was a miracle to be able to stand.

No, it cannot be said to be a miracle, it should be said that he was supported by two bone knives.

But what do you care about...

Standing here, wouldn't it be invaded by those things?