Chapter 79 (1/2)
This is really honeycomb briquette!
It's already dark after being bombarded by thunder. There are countless red light holes on the body. With the flow of blood, people will mistakenly think that this is a burning honeycomb briquette.
The Taoist priest lowered his head in amazement and looked at the scene that he had been shot through. His body couldn't stop. He couldn't stop leaning back because of the impact of the bullet. It's not that his horse's pace is relatively stable. It's estimated that he would have fallen long ago.
Not dead yet?
Zhang Jin faintly felt dizzy, but the old Taoist priest still stood there and there was no trend of death.
To tell you the truth, the old Taoist's endurance is beyond Zhang Jin's imagination.
However, Zhang Jin can also insist!
Twenty five years' skill, unlike when it was only ten years ago, is now increased by 1.5 times, so the endurance is also increased by 1.5 times.
Dada dada
However, promotion belongs to promotion. After all, Zhang Jin couldn't control the flame. When Gatling shot wildly, some people couldn't carry it. They directly took away Zhang Jin of God of fire Gatling and lay down on the window panting.
If the bombardment continues, it's not impossible, but Zhang Jin may faint at that time. Zhang Jin doesn't know how long he will faint.
If the old Taoist is not dead, Zhang Jin will be dead at that time. Therefore, Zhang Jin must leave a little room for himself.
”Don't worry, your highness, the old Taoist is dead!”
The body shape of red hair appeared around Zhang Jin. There were still injuries on his body, but it was not so obvious.
Zhang Jin's mental space is very helpful for the recovery of his injury and sickle, so now his red hair is very strong, even a little strong.
Zhang Jin glanced obliquely at the red hair around him, nodded slightly and said, ”if you die, go and take back all the booty. You can also deal with the old Taoist's body. I can't do it. Let me sleep!”
After hearing the news that the old Taoist priest had died, Zhang Jin was relieved after all. To tell the truth, even Zhang Jin was afraid of the old Taoist priest and was too hard to beat.
It's stronger than Zhang Jin's consciousness. I don't know how much. Therefore, before he fell asleep, Zhang Jin realized how weak he is now!
”What's the matter, your highness?”
”It's all right. It's just out of strength. Your highness is still very weak and needs to grow up slowly. It's not urgent. However, it's better for me to help your highness collect the booty first!”
”Wait!”
”What's the matter, sister Jiao!”
”How can you get on your highness? How noble your highness is. Where are you qualified, a miscellaneous fish!”
The red hair attached to Zhang Jin is a little muddled. I went. What is this woman doing so seriously at this time? Didn't you hear me say that your Highness has lost her strength!
The smiling red hair only said, ”what, I said Sister Jiao Jiao...”
”Yes, yes, I'm shouting twice!”
”Ah!?”
”Call me sister Jiao. Oh, my God, listen to your Highness's voice and call me sister Jiao. It feels like there's really no one. Call it quickly!”
”Collect the belligerent goods first. You can shout as much as you want me to later!”
”Well, all right!”
Jiao Jiao was not unreasonable. She just looked at the red hair controlling Zhang Jin's body, turned over the window and dragged the old Taoist's body into the room, and began to search for the booty.