Chapter 392 (1/2)

When Zheng Quzhi breathed a sigh of relief, a strong wind came suddenly behind his head. Zheng Quzhi suddenly changed his face, and went to the side to hide, while looking back at the past.

Zheng Quzhi was stunned when he saw the man.

Actually Wang Huai's mother???

Zheng Quzhi was a little confused and bewildered.

Wang Huai's mother was still haggard, but she was a little more ferocious. She stared at Wei Yan coldly, and seemed to have some resentment and hatred.

Wei Yan didn't have any expression on her face. She seemed to have expected that she had a little chill in her mother's eyes: ”willing to show her true face?”

”Wei Yan!” ”Wang Huai's mother” was laughing: ”long time no see.”

Wei Yan drooped her eyes and nodded under Zheng Quzhi's face: ”long time no see.”

After that, his sleeve shook, and more than a dozen papermen flew out, and he pursed his lips: ”since it's the same door, then use the same door's moves. How about a decisive victory?”

”What, how and not?” Zheng Quzhi interrupted him: ”it must be you who won. If he is better than you, he will become such a ghost?”

Hearing the two words of the same family, Zheng Quzhi made a dog blood drama on his brain, which was nothing more than the possibility that love gave birth to hatred or jealousy. In short, he became an opponent.

One is bright and the other is living in the mire.

As soon as he was distracted, Zheng Quzhi was dragged behind him by Wei Yan. A big hole was made on his side by the fire. A burning smell hit him. Zheng Quzhi frowned. He thought it was a dregs, but he still had some ability.

Wei Yan has already started a fight with the man. The other party doesn't use the paper man as Zheng Quzhi thinks, but uses the black rune, which is similar to Wei Yan's.

Zheng Quzhi looked behind for a long time, and finally put his eyes on the bed. The two men finally ignored the third in the bed. He went over and slightly lifted the quilt. The familiar face was reflected in front of him.

It's the same face, but it's very ugly. The printing hall is black, the eyes are blue and black, and the lips are also black. It's not good to see.

Zheng Quzhi opened the quilt and looked at it. He was lying on his back with ups and downs on his chest. It seemed that he didn't know why. His life had not been taken away.

Bang -

with a loud sound, Wei Yan has already kicked a person to the wall. When the man rolled down, he stepped on her foot again: ”come out.”

”What if I don't come out?” She laughed: ”I am on her body, you dare not move me, or you will kill people, ha ha ha...”

”How are you sure I can't get you out?” Wei Yan chuckled. The chill in his eyes made people feel goose bumps. He took a step back. Two paper figures broke the mouth of Wang Huai's mother, and soon another paper man quickly got into it.

”Hiss -” Zheng Quzhi took a breath of cold air. This It's not big to get into someone else's stomach, OK?

In a few seconds, the person lying on the ground would roll up, his face was blue and blue, and his face was red instantly.

”Wei Yan! You've got a different kind of Yin! ”

”Ah, ah!”

As she rolled on the ground, she did not forget to scold Wei Yan. In the end, Zheng Quzhi couldn't listen any more. She picked up a smelly sock from the ground and put it into her mouth.

As soon as it was put in, two paper figures were glued to the smelly socks and sealed completely to prevent her from taking out the socks.