Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Seeing Yang Ming stepping on the ghost shadow, the figure is elusive, the head of Heishui evokes a cold arc under the mask, and the purple hair falling on the skull-shaped shawl, suddenly stretched and shot out!

At first, Yang Ming was bewildered by the posture of Captain Heishui raising his finger to attack, but unexpectedly the other party was so insidious. The purple hair was hidden in the air and looked no different from the surrounding scenery. Pierced into his body like a stick!

"laugh!"

A purple hair pierced into Yang Ming's shoulder, and directly penetrated from behind, bringing out a touch of blood.

Yang Ming's pupils shrank into needle-shaped awns. Before he could react, the almost transparent purple hairs pierced his two thighs.

Wuhun Maojian Hedgehog, coupled with the color-changing soul ability, can be called a yin person invisible!

"Come here!"

The head of Heishui gave a cold call, and the purple hair was about to draw Yang Ming over.

Once Yang Ming fell into his hands, into the hands of this powerful Soul Venerable, the outcome can be imagined!

Yang Ming's expression moved, and with his ingenuity, he naturally understood this truth.

The 60-second cooldown of Qinglian Sword Song just passed, Yang Ming didn't hesitate, and transformed into sword energy again.

But this time, Yang Ming no longer slashed towards the head of Heishui, but fled in the opposite direction!

A soul master above the 30th level is not something that a soul master of only 15th level can resist.

Yang Ming's incarnation of sword energy slashed the black horse with the crossbar in front, and returned home all the way to Tang San and Xiao Wu.

When Yang Ming was competing with the head of Heishui just now, Tang San and Xiao Wu were also not idle. In order to protect the old Jack lying on the ground, the two had to fight against the black riders in all directions, even if it was Tang San and Xiao Wu’s. The strength is also choking to deal with, leaving large and small scars on his body.

When Yang Ming came back, Tang San and Xiao Wu were overjoyed.

However, when it was discovered that Yang Ming had small holes in his thighs, densely packed to make any intensive phobia feel scalp numb, Tang San and Xiao Wu took a breath and hurried forward to help Yang Ming. .

Tang San even tore off unformed clothes on his body. Tang Sect was proficient in hidden weapons and could also treat injuries. Tang San used the torn cloth strip to help Yang Ming urgently tie it down.

"Yang Ming, what's the matter, why did you suffer such a serious injury?"

Don’t blame Tang San for being surprised, since he knew Yang Ming, he had never seen Yang Ming injured, let alone this time, the flesh and blood on Yang Ming’s two thighs were horrible!

Because of the excessive bleeding, Yang Ming's face looked a little pale, he breathed a little, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't say it, the leader of these black knights is a soul venerable, we can't fight at all, let's run away!"

Hearing this, Tang San and Xiao Wu almost said in the same voice:

"Soul Lord?"

Tang San and Xiao Wu set off a stormy sea in their hearts, looking at Yang Ming with a look of admiration.

Yang Ming was able to escape from the soul of the soul!

After all, Yang Ming is just a soul master!

After the horror, hearing the black horses' footsteps coming from behind him again, the three of them knew that time was not waiting, Tang San immediately set up Yang Ming, and Xiao Wu fleeing away from the unconscious old Jack on his back.

"Can you go?"

Behind a crowd of black horses, the head of Heishui embraced his chest with his hands, and suddenly took off his black helmet. A purple hair fluttered behind his head wantonly, like a flexible snake twisting in mid-air.

His first spirit ability is extension, and his second spirit ability is discoloration.

The next moment, a purple hair spread out frantically, passing through the black knight in front, and galloping towards the four of Yang Ming!

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There was a constant sound of piercing wind behind his head. Tang San looked back abruptly. What he saw was the purple hair shot like a pear flower in a rainstorm. Three thousand hairs were as hard as steel needles and as many as cow hair. It would last a lifetime. memorable.

"Just now Yang Ming, was it such a monster?"

Tang San couldn't help taking a breath, and every cell under his body seemed to tremble with a low moan.

Tang San flicked his backhand, and the sleeve arrows under his sleeves shot out again and again.

"Ding, Ding, Ding!"

What made Tang San feel desperate was that his arrogant Tang Sect hidden weapon was bounced off as soon as he touched those purple hair strands, let alone not cutting them, or even stopping them.

How to fight this?

The next moment, one by one, the hair pierced wildly into the bodies of the four Yang Ming.

The hair twisted like a small snake, and the four of Yang Ming were like hot and spicy strings. They were entangled and held up high. Of course, the taste was uncomfortable. They had to endure the hair all the time. A sense of needle sticks in the body.

"Run, you guys are running away for me!"

In the respect and fear of the black horses, Shi Shiran, head of Heishui, stepped forward.

"Damn it!"

Yang Ming hated him. He knew that the other party had a soul-sovereign sitting in town, and he kept the spirit ability of the flame demon.

Head Heishui glanced around Yang Ming's four people, and when it fell on Xiao Wu, his eyes suddenly brightened.

This kind of look can be understood by a man.

"Tsk tusk tusk, I didn't expect this action, there will be unexpected joy."

The head of Heishui pointed to Xiao Wu's chin, and was surprised.

"At a young age, you already have the embryonic form of a beauty. When you grow up, you will be beautiful. I don't know what kind of expression will be shown if I play it badly?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ming and Tang San changed their expressions!

"stop!"

Yang Ming's pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes, and said angrily:

"It's me that you want to target, don't do anything to my partner!"

"Young man." Head Heishui glanced around, looked at Yang Ming with pity, and said coldly: "You don't seem to figure out the situation yet, right?"

Purple hair wrapped around Yang Ming and lowered him from the air.

Head Heishui stepped on Yang Ming's side face, stepped his head on the sandy ground in the mud, staring at him condescendingly, and sneered:

"Now, you are my captive, what are you using to negotiate terms with me?"

With that, the purple hair also put Xiao Wu down.

The head of Heishui raised Xiao Wu's chin and smiled Yin Yin:

"I thought of a fun idea. Later, I'm going to play this female doll badly in front of you two. It must be fun!"

Seeing that the head of Heishui stretched out Salted Pig's hand, he was about to tear off Xiao Wu's clothes.

Yang Ming, who was stepped on by the soul sovereign, gritted his teeth, his teeth gurgled, the masseter muscles protruded, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his voice came out from between his teeth:

"I will never allow you to hurt Xiao Wu!"

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