Chapter 114 (2/2)

The air was full of teeth marks.

It's acceptable to have a bunch of molars, but they can bite in the air!

Ai Wei's body is full of teeth marks, and his movement space is limited. Those tooth marks are still expanding.

Originally a small tooth mark, slowly more and more, bigger and bigger. And spread the disease to the air.

The dragon will howl out the winner's smile, and can't help but sneer:

”what's the matter, our great genius, have the ability to continue to be a cattle 13? I don't know how many of you have been killed

Once a villain is successful, it is always shocking to be crazy.

Under his command, the mice in the room gathered more and more, even forming a conveyor belt. A snow-white figure, lying on the conveyor belt, was bloody and had been dead for a long time.

”See, Phoenix girl, the favorite of heaven, I can play whenever I want to. The only thing I can't do is to die. If I die, I have to be played. My brother mouse can also open meat, ha ha ha.”

Under the influence of Mickey and Jerry, Ivy doesn't have a bad feeling about mice, he is just a stream of four evils.

Now, however, looking at the clown with sharp mouth, round eyes and moustache in front of him, his heart is churning.The Dragon howled and snapped his fingers. He thought it was very handsome.

The nameless woman was covered with mice in an instant, and the chilling sound of gnawing sounded. The rats expanded three times as a whole, leaving only a skeleton for the girl.

Pink skeleton, a flick of fingers.

The mice nibbled at each other again, leaving only 12.

They are huge, covered in black fog, bared fangs, ferocious faces.

At least at the level of advanced Warcraft.

”Today, you are lucky to die under the lips of my twelve generals and enjoy the funeral ceremony.”

The Dragon general howl seemed to have a chance to win. He moved a chair and sat down. He took his time and said:

”I, the twelve generals, can eat all kinds of pigs, cattle, dogs and chickens, and become the only one among the twelve guardians. The ugly mouse of the offspring, the mouse of the Yin rat and the mouse of the Mao Dynasty... ”

Ivy retreated to the last position. His body could hardly move, but he still said arrogantly:

”these animals are also called generals. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid there are not many generals left.”

Finally, he adjusted his posture and made a magic attempt.

”The rule is freedom.”

It's a two-way distraction.

His body turned into a wisp of black fog, and suddenly shuttled through the dense rat marks in the air without any obstruction.

In the eyes of the dragon will howl in amazement, a long specially made ”troublemaker” whirled around the room to maximize the speed, and suddenly pierced up from under the chair.

Yes, he's imitating, or replaying.

Poof!

No one farted so loud that there was a small round hole under the chair.

Ah!

A shrill scream resounded through the night sky.

Ivy gave a clear smile. A condescending arrogant voice came out:

”sorry.”

It's another critical hit, the legendary apologetic technique.

The dragon will howl to the ground, tightly covered fingers exude blood.

He tumbled and struggled, still not forgetting to order:

”bite him!”

Squeak!

The mouse was about to leap forward when it suddenly let out a cry of fear.

What a big cat!

Flying cat!