Chapter 22

"This thing... Feel... What an evil spirit After all, Bai Xiaoxi has never heard that the sword is to be put in the water, and with so many skeletons, it's a little chilly.

Bai Shan also frowned. Just as she wanted to speak, she saw that the familiar figure on the screen had already gone forward. Through the broken glass, she put out her hand to go in.

"Sister!" I couldn't help exclaiming.

Bai Ling gives Bai Shan a comforting smile, but he has already held the hilt of the sword. It's soft and hard, but it's dry. He wanted to mention it, but he didn't expect that it looks very light, and the sword like the samurai sword on her left hand is so heavy?

He threw the samurai sword directly, exhausted his hands and tried his best to lift it up.

With a clang sound, as soon as he took it out, Bai Ling was exhausted. He stabbed his sword on the ground. Half of his sword body was buried in the marble and muddy ground. Of course, it wasn't necessarily sharp. Maybe it was because of its weight.

Bai Ling took a deep breath, but released his hand, bent down and inquired about the sword. Sure enough, there were two words at the junction of the hilt and the body of the sword. He couldn't understand what they were.

Looking at the sharp blade, Bai Ling felt it and tried to see if it was really sharp. She didn't want to be very close to it, but her fingers didn't touch the blade. She just felt that her fingers hurt, blood was flowing, and she cut them? We can see how sharp it is.

Bai Ling gets up quickly, and the blood falls to the sword. But at this time, she doesn't care. Instead, she quickly bandages it up. Fortunately, she doesn't have zombie blood on her hand. Now she's not a psychic, and she doesn't have immunity to GD virus. Otherwise, it's really hard.

Eyebrows light wrinkle, eyes flickering, looking at that thin as cicada wings but heavy as thousands of gold sword, really as white brook said, too evil.

White Creek see a Leng, busy fast forward, but two voices at the same time worried ring up, "elder sister, are you ok?"

He said it was evil.

Bai Ling didn't speak, so he took a rest, gasped, looked at the worried face in the mobile phone, and shook his head. Beckoning Bai Shan not to worry about her.

Bai Shan swallows her saliva as if she is nervous. Of course, the child is always in her arms. After all, it's like this outside now. Her sister and husband are not here. She's afraid... What if that thing comes in? Death can't make a child busy!

The white, fat, lovely and fleshy child is sleeping leisurely now and then, spitting a bubble from time to time. It is obvious that the previous fright has little influence on the five month old little meatball. Maybe it is in the arms of his mother, or maybe he will hear his aunt's voice at night, so he has a very sweet sleep.

Bai Xiaoxi's mouth turned and his eyes glanced down at the evil but magical sword. He just saw Bai Ling trying to take it. He looked at her with great effort and curiosity. He could not help but move forward and lift it with one hand because it was so sudden that he didn't think that the sword was really heavy.

It didn't look like it, so I almost fell down.

Although Bai Shan didn't understand, she seemed to understand something. She frowned. The sword shouldn't be heavy. It's strange that she put these things.

Bai Xiaoxi seems to be tied with it. Without saying a word, he rallies and does not even want the big sword in his hand. He uses all his strength to pull out the radish, and his feet also work hard. He pulls it out without any reaction.