Chapter 73： Where did I die? (2/2)

Even like a timid baby who was suddenly named by Yan's father, he nodded violently, a pair of small arms holding his short-lived ears tightly.

I saw a short brake for a short life, and then rushed straight towards the Nether Abyss in the face of the Demon Giant Wave.

At the moment of leaping into the abyss, Sang far felt that Han Mao was standing upside down. Although she was extremely trusting and desperate in her heart, she still couldn't help but explode Mao.

She held her breath and tightened her body unconsciously.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion.

She watched a pair of small wooden legs fly up, tracing a small arc in the air.

After a very short stagnation, the short-lived fat body began to fall.

I saw it roll very flexibly in the air, and the two hind legs kicked back magically!

I don't know where I borrowed the power. I saw the cloud beast making a half circle in the air, and then hit the cliff wall of Nether Abyss.

Above the dark cliff wall, there is a black stone cave.

Short-lived fell into it very dexterously.

The demons in the cave were taken aback. Above the ugly and terrifying demon face, a single white eyeball slowly turned, staring at this fluffy monster falling from the sky.

In the next moment, countless barbed black tongues hit the short life!

In this narrow cave, there was a thick and turbulent wind.

The puppet moved.

The dark and dark mist rose, it was like a small whirlwind, scraping around in a short life, cutting the surrounding demons into pieces.

”Is this?” Sang Yuanqiang asked with surprise.

You Meng said: ”Abyssal mouth.”

Sang was taken aback by a big surprise: ”Abyssal mouth, are they all connected to Abyss?”

”Of course,” Youwu Ming looked at her with a funny smile, ”otherwise where is the Devil.”

”How do you know there is a hole here?” She felt incredible.

He leaned over and smiled badly: ”...I won't tell you.”

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...”

Show him blood!

You Wuming instructed the puppet to clean up a slightly flat area, and then turned the arm around Sang far and leaned against the cave wall.

”Little Sanguo,” a handsome, dazzling smile floated on his face, ”I never thought that I would have such a fateful day, and there were people around me.”

”How do you feel?” she asked.

”great!”

I'm desperately killing the ghosts in the periphery: ”...” No, I don't feel any good.

”Wait, I suddenly remembered something.” Sang said far away.

”Huh?” You Wuming squinted at her.

”Sang Chengming. Nowhere to go, jumped out of the abyss with a heart?”

At that time, the rebellion of Sangzhou, the younger brother of the king of Sangzhou, the uncle of Sang Yuan. Today, Sang Yuan still thinks that thing seems strange.

”Well, maybe not dead.” You Wuming carelessly. He has no interest in Sang Chengming. Even if it is not dead, it is a one-shot thing.

He leaned over, untied the cloth that wrapped around Sang Yuan's wound, and then began to take off her clothes.

Sang Yuanyuan: ”?”

Although she knows this man very well, she knows that as long as he has a little strength, he will pretend to be casual, so that people can't see that he is seriously injured, but this time it is too much to take off her clothes...

After stripping off her clothes, Yumie simply nailed her wound with a butterfly flower.

Nailed the front, turned her over halfway, and nailed the back injury.

”This fleshy moth flower is still somewhat useful.” He squinted, then said lightly.

Short-lived slowly twisted the hairy head, looked at him strangely, and then exchanged an understanding look with Sang Yuan.

Well, yes, flapping moths are still useful.

You Wuming: ”?”

”Xiao Sanguo, you and short-lived, what do these eyes mean?” He was very vigilant and found something wrong in an instant.

Sang Yuanyuan: ”What kind of look? What happened to short-lived? Short-lived running for a long time, must be exhausted, right short-lived?”

Short-lived and slow down his head: ”Ou Woo.”

I have no idea what you humans are saying. I have to nibble the trotters in front of me.

It began to nibble on Han Shaoling's poor arm, the Yunjian Beast was a very fierce beast. If it had not been strictly domesticated, they would eat people!

You Wuming: ”...” knowing clearly what is wrong but just not knowing what is wrong.

Sang laughed far away, slowly leaning his head on the lifeless shoulder.

She wants to accumulate strength and call flowers.