Chapter 1368

The little devil didn't fall to death. It's unreasonable!

It's a high altitude, and it's under the exhaustion of vitality. It's incredible that you don't die like this.

But it doesn't matter. Just now, I saw the old food walking. Although it didn't fall to death, it was also a tired dead dog. Take advantage of his illness and kill him. Now is the best time to kill a dog. You must not miss it!

I ran down to the secret cave in the mountainside. There was only one straight path. Where are you going this time?

The little devil seemed to see who I was at this moment, and immediately turned around and ran away. Obviously, there was no recovery. Although it ran down, it was also a heavy step, as if every step was so difficult. Before he escaped ten steps, I caught up with him from behind, got up and gave him a Foshan shadowless foot.

This foot was full of all the hatred and resentment of his brother. It used all his strength, immediately kicked him out, and then fell hard on the steps and rolled down.

It's estimated that the little devil has never been so humiliated since he became a demon God. The great demon God was kicked away by people. Isn't that a joke? What's more, it can be imagined how painful the foot was kicked in the state of lost vitality and dead dog. And rolled down the steps again. It was estimated that more than half of his life would go.

"Who is this man? I feel terrible. You kicked me so hard that I didn't die! " Song Mingyu said in surprise.

"Can you shut up and give me a break?" I said angrily and hurried down.

Song Mingyu immediately shut up and dared not speak again.

I took several steps to catch up with the tumbling and bouncing little devil, lifted him into the air, stretched out my left hand, grabbed his collar, opened my right hand, and slapped him on the dog's face!

A dead dog without parry is cool when it's flat. People who can slap the devil's face so wildly, I'm afraid there's no one else except brothers for thousands of years. It's so cool. I forget who I'm beating.

I was excited. Unexpectedly, the little devil made a counterattack and kicked me to the ground. Although he was not strong enough, he couldn't breathe in pain. The grandson rode on me, waved his big fist and rammed it off my face.

Wipe, why is he slowing down?

Before my buddy could figure out the problem, he was beaten by a few punches. The situation immediately reversed. I became a situation of being beaten and not fighting back. Song Mingyu said painfully: "boss, why don't you fight back? You've been beaten into panda eyes..."

"Shut up!" I shouted in shame and anger. You think my brother's brain can't make up for what he looks like. The little devil's grandson's hands are so black. The panda eye still benefits from my moral resistance. Otherwise, my father won't recognize me.

With this loud drink, my brain was also sober for a few minutes. I suddenly turned over, pressed the little devil under my body, and punched him angrily. However, he immediately turned over, pressed me under and gave me a few times. Just tumbling on the steps, you come and I go, I can't remember how many times I hit him and how many punches I got. In short, my face was swollen and my bones were scattered.

Although the little devil suddenly had the power of counterattack and fought with me, I knew his strength was still in a vacuum. But the old grandson is too abnormal. He is still so strong when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, so I can't take much advantage of it. If I can't solve him in a short time, once he recovers his strength, he can easily kill me.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath, suddenly burst out my whole body potential, grabbed his hair, threw him aside and lay on the ground. I quickly turned over, rode on his back and beat him on the back of the head. The situation was reversed, making it impossible for him to turn over.

The whole body potential didn't erupt just now. It was mainly due to psychological reasons. It was suppressed by the momentum of the little devil. If I were someone else, I wouldn't be beaten so much. Now I want to understand that procrastination is bad for me. This spell will completely overcome my fear of the little devil.

"Well played, well played, this is my mighty boss!" Song Mingyu kept cheering.

After listening to the cheers, my friend's confidence increased greatly, and the potential burst out was endless. The little devil had no temper and couldn't lift his head. However, Lao Bangcai was not so easy to be killed. Suddenly, a force broke out and turned me to the ground. This time, he didn't dare to turn around and beat me up, but jumped up and ran away.

Running down should be the easiest, but he chose to run up at the moment. The purpose is very obvious. He wants to escape to the top and board the train of the dark dead. Where can I let him succeed, turn over, get up, and run after him. Unexpectedly, the little devil was like suddenly beating chicken blood. He ran like the wind on the steps. I couldn't catch up with him for a moment.

He estimated that he had used some kind of witchcraft to burst out a force in a short time, but it could only be used to escape. Such spells do great damage to themselves and affect the recovery of vitality. In other words, I should have recovered a little vitality in half an hour, but I was exhausted by this spell and couldn't gather any vitality. And in the end, it will become weaker and weaker and completely become a weak dead dog.

But he is gambling. As long as he gets on the train, he will be reborn. The dark dead can provide him with all energy. At present, this is also his only choice, otherwise he will be beaten to death by me.

To understand this, I feel very depressed. Why can't anyone help me at this critical moment? The pupil is dormant, and song Mingyu runs out of strength. If they leave a little strength, it won't be the situation now.

But on the other hand, why can't I always expect help from others? Without demons, Tongtong and the help of dead ghosts like song Mingyu, am I a waste?

No matter what happens this time, I have to kill the little devil by myself. He's half a dead dog. It's reasonable for me to win such a duel and lose face. If I'm still uncertain, I might as well take a rope and hang it on the crooked neck tree as soon as possible. Er, forget that the crooked neck tree has been burned, so hang it on the train.

But it's no use relying on confidence alone. Little devil, it's also fighting for my life to survive. No matter how hard I catch up, I still can't catch up with it by a little distance. Finally, I ran to the end of the steps. I couldn't hold on. At least there are more than kilometers high steps. I can run down without slowing down. It's quite good.

The little devil looked tired, but he didn't dare to stop when he ran for his life. He broke a stone slab above and ran out. I clenched my teeth and went out. Suddenly, I saw a light in front of me. The gray sky was restored, and we finally ran out of the ground. This location is not far from the tunnel entrance, but also a limited plain. At the moment, the little devil is running to the tunnel along the railway road.

I was surprised that the train might have gone around and returned to the tunnel. If he met him head-on, all his efforts would have been in vain!