The Heartless Mage Chapter 265: The owner of the cave (1)

Inadvertently escaped all the way in one breath, and finally climbed over the dome of the cave like a gecko, and he landed on a large protruding rock. Bai Liuli hovered erratically in front of him, and the ghost figure was very unstable from time to time. Wuxin reached out to touch him, fingers swept across his ghost, it was empty without feeling, and the cold and strong evil energy that had always been cold and strong was almost gone.

Wuxin suddenly panicked: "Are you going to leave?"

Bai Liuli lowered her head to her chest and replied in a low voice, "No."

Wuxin waved to him and let him get close to him: "You are weak like a new dead ghost."

Bai Liuli nodded: "Well, I hurt my vitality."

Wuxin held him to his chest like holding a moon: "You can't hug me, and you can't eat hot pot."

Bai Liuli curled up in a faint white light, with a hint of falling flowers and water, and her voice softened: "I just want to hug you because you are pitiful. Actually, it doesn't matter whether you hug or not."

His ghost image flickered: "But Chongqing hot pot, I really want to eat it. The last time I ate it, I was twelve years old, and I haven't entered Xikang yet."

Wuxin suddenly felt sad: "I'm sorry."

Bai Liuli tilted her head and looked at him through her wet long hair. She looked at him and smiled: "When the hole comes out, show me your relationship!"

Wuxin's brain didn't keep up with his request, but nodded without thinking: "Okay, I'll show you a relationship."

Seeing that the joy of falling in love makes up for the regret of not being able to eat hot pot, so Bai Liuli starts to look for a hiding place. Wuxin wanted to find a hole to seal Bai Liuli like hiding the Shi family's siblings. However, although there are many holes on the stone wall, he can't draw talismans, so there is no way to seal them. His senses were the most sensitive, his ears moved in the dark, and he faintly heard the sound of footsteps stopping in the distance. With an idea, he let Bai Liuli float into a narrow and deep stone crevice. Biting his tongue, he licked both sides of the stone crevice repeatedly, his blood became the **** of the road, at least able to block ordinary little devils.

Bai Liuli shrank in the depths, not daring to approach his blood. Seeing Wuxin stretch out his tongue and lick left and right, like a water ghost or a wild monkey, Bai Liuli frowned and hated him again.

Wuxin first settled the Shi family's siblings and now Bai Liuli. Retracting his tongue and falling to the ground, he thought about what he had done, and a burst of joy was born in his heart for no reason. Although the past events are still unclear, he has roughly figured out the current situation. After running forward for a while, he climbed up the stone wall and made an ambush. While waiting for the enemy to approach, various fragments constantly appeared in front of his eyes, including flowers and snow, endless forests, warm embraces, and mountains of milk powder jars. Raising his hand on a small raised stone, he folded his fingers and scratched, and then pursed his lips - there was also a sweet and fragrant woman.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps is getting closer.

The voice is very soft, and it is obvious that they are very controlled when they move up and down, but there is no light coming out. Maybe they are moving forward in the dark. Wuxin waited quietly until they appeared in his field of vision. For him, Ding Sihan's bodyguards are more lethal than Ding Sihan himself, because their physical strength is not bad, and their vicious spirits can't help Wuxin, but they can beat Wuxin into prisoners with three punches and two feet.

So Wuxin stayed still and waited for them to get closer.

While Wuxin was waiting, Ding Sihan was also waiting, waiting for the appearance of Wuxin and the ghost wizard. Although the ghost wizard was not scattered by himself, he was also weak to the point of being half-dead. Perhaps it was because of his weakness that Ding Sihan tried his best to concentrate, but he could not detect the evil spirit unique to ghost wizards. There were too many little ghosts around him, almost disturbing him.

He was not in a hurry and walked forward slowly, a gust of wind suddenly passed over his head, and a bodyguard behind him screamed. Several flashlights turned on in an instant, and they looked along the thin blood spots on the ground, and they found their dying companions on the side of the passage. The companion's carotid artery was a **** piece, and the flesh seemed to be torn apart, and the blood splattered on the ground. It was absolutely too late to save people, and they watched their companion twitch into a corpse in a pool of blood.

At first no one spoke, but then someone said, "Is there something on the ground besides the water?"

Ding Sihan shook his head wordlessly - he wasn't sure, maybe it was a new enemy, maybe it was Wuxin. A little devil's voice rang in his ears, chirping and pointing. He violently shook the flashlight and pointed it diagonally upwards, and a white shadow flashed in a cluster of stalactites. His hand was slow for a second, and he couldn't even tell the direction in which Wuxin disappeared.

Turn off the flashlight in his hand, Ding Sihan sighed leisurely. The death of the bodyguard didn't make him tempted, but it was Wuxin that kept him obsessed. When Wuxin was around, he thought about how to torture each other all day long; when Wuxin was gone, he fled, and like a bastard, he began to miss each other thirsty. He couldn't figure out whether he was male or female or old or young. The light and shadow memories of several lifetimes were all overlapped together, and it seemed that the words male, female, old and young couldn't describe him clearly at all. He was obsessed and obsessed with Wuxin like a little girl who had just started falling in love, and like a battle-hardened old woman, he wished he could swallow each other with a mouthful of covetousness. Shyly and excitedly recalling his embrace of Wuxin just now, he lost his mind and let the black blood drip down the tip of his nose.

The little devils squeezed into his ear like a flattering one. One said Wuxin was here, the other said Wuxin was there. . Just when he was at a loss, there was another wailing behind him. The three beams of flashlights turned back together, and a bodyguard walking in the middle immediately closed his eyes, because he was sprayed with blood on his face.

Inadvertently killed another bodyguard in the rear. Compared to the bodyguards, his weapons are only teeth. The sharp teeth gnawed the lateral carotid artery and fled as soon as it broke, and he hardly stayed on the ground. Someone fired, roaring as if they were collapsing while shooting. Moist gravel splattered in response, the dead bodyguard slumped softly to the ground, and Wuxin disappeared once again.

There were only two living people left beside Ding Sihan. One living person was shooting and beating, and the other living person stepped aside and wanted to go back along the same path on his own initiative. In fact, Ding Sihan has always relied on the kung fu and strength of the bodyguards. Unfortunately, the spirits of the bodyguards are not as strong as their bodies, and the leeches in the water and Wuxin on the ground have already eliminated two-thirds of them.

Sighing secretly, Ding Sihan squatted down, and firstly drew two talismans on the ground, then slapped the ground with both hands, and shouted softly: "Get up!"

The two new corpses lying on the ground, one closer and the other farther, all reacted and stood up staggeringly. He let the little ghosts attach their fresh corpses. Although the walking corpse is better than the living, it is better than nothing, and it can be used reluctantly.

The dead are alive, and the living are frightened. Ding Sihan swung at them with a flashlight, his voice was soft and hoarse, eliciting an empty echo in the cave: "Don't be afraid, follow me."

The dead followed him, and the living hesitated, wondering whether to follow. Somehow, they suddenly felt that Mr. Ding in front of them was no longer the Mr. Ding in their impressions. Although the old Mr. Ding in my impression is also a bit unpredictable, the old man is very kind and does not take risks. It is a peaceful errand that lacks morality and money to eat with the old gentleman.

Living people are thinking, and when it really comes to a critical moment, they will not bury Mr. Ding with him. Holding the shotgun, they did not advance or retreat, and they had two hearts. The ground of the cave is rough and rugged, and there are stalactites that are long and short. It is impossible to run wildly, but as long as you are smart enough, you can still escape the speed by jumping all the way. Looking at each other, the two living people exchanged glances.

As they were about to retreat, however, a chill pierced their hearts and lungs. Their minds fainted for a moment, and their souls had been rushed out of their bodies by the outside world.

Ding Sihan took four living corpses and continued to walk forward. At the same time, he spoke boldly and recklessly: "Wuxin, I know you are nearby!"

Surrounded by four living corpses, he expected Wuxin to fall from the sky and bite himself to death: "Wuxin, do you remember what happened in your previous life? You and me, me and you, do you still remember?"