I saw fog everywhere on the platform, and many mists were wandering in the fog.

The little lama fell to the ground, not sure if he died or fainted. The flames at the stone steps had already been extinguished, and the wooden stick fell to the ground. Yuanxiao was being pressed on the ground by one of the mist monsters. The guy opened his mouth, probably because of the deformation of his muscles and tendons. The mummy's mouth was wide open to an incredible level. It looked very scary. It seemed that it was about to bite Yuanxiao. Yuanxiao was pressing his arms tightly against it and fighting against it.

Shi Tao raised his hand at the two mummies on the stone steps and shot two points. The gunshots seemed particularly harsh in the canyon in the late night. My eardrums were buzzing. The two mummies were hit by bullets and pushed back two steps by the impact force, falling down from the canyon.

But as soon as the gunshot fell, two large pieces of snow plunged down on their heads. I quickly shouted: "Brother Tao, don't shoot, otherwise we would be buried in the snow before we were bitten to death by the mist!

Shi Tao could only use the butt stock and hit a fog god hard on the head, but it seemed that it did not feel any pain at all. After being smashed, it just took a step back and then pounced on it.

Yuanxiao was still lying on the ground to compete with the mist demon pressing on him. The mist demon was extremely powerful and Yuanxiao couldn't break free for a while. Yuanxiao shouted anxiously: "Zhuoran! Are you watching the show! Hurry up and help!"

I woke up and rushed over a few steps, kicking the mist on Yuanxiao's body with all my strength. I thought it would be kicked down by me, but a pain came from my feet, and I felt that this kick was like a kick on a stone.

"Damn! It's so hard!" So I swung the submachine gun in my hand as a hammer. Originally, the gun was not light, and with the strength of swinging, Wu Chi's body was hard, but it was still not comparable to steel. I hit its head heavily. The body of this thing was very rigid, but it was not tough enough. I actually broke its neck. With a click, the mummy's hand loosened and collapsed, but when its neck was folded, its head could not be supported, and its head drooped, Wu Chi's face just hit Yuanxiao's face. The two of them had an intimate contact. This scene was really hard to look directly at, and I quickly turned my head away.

Yuanxiao pushed off the person who was completely dead, jumped up suddenly, wiped his face and mouth with his sleeves, and shouted: "Damn it! Spit! Spit! Your uncle's Zhuoran!"

I had no mind to pay attention to Lantern Festival, because a few more foggy monsters surrounded me in the fog. I hurriedly dodged one, then swung the gun in my hand and smashed one hard. But before I could catch my breath, I suddenly rushed up from behind and hugged my arm tightly.

I quickly struggled hard, but it was useless. My arms seemed to be wrapped in iron bars, and I couldn't move at all, and the gun in my hand couldn't turn. There was no way, so I had to use my head to hit it, hoping to knock it away, but when I hit it hard, my head seemed to hit a stone, and I felt a buzzing pain in my head, and stars appeared in front of me.

I turned my head and looked back, and saw that the Wu Chi had opened her mouth and bit my neck. When I closed my eyes, I thought to myself: It's over! My life is written in this Qilian Mountains! I have thought about how I would die countless times, but I absolutely could not have thought that I was bitten to death by TM! Or was I bitten to death by the dead! My mind was uncontrollable and was thinking about it. Just as I was waiting for death, I heard a puff, holding my Wu Chi loosened her hand. I turned around and saw that the guy had fallen to the ground and there was no movement, with a short knife inserted on his neck.

Only then did I realize that Kong Xue was also tilted to the ground next to me, holding the short knife handle in my hand, staring at the mist monster in a daze, and her body was frightened and trembled constantly. It turned out that Kong Xue saved me.

I squatted down and broke her hand away from the hilt. Because she used too much force, her fingers turned off and turned white. "Kong Xue! Kong Xue!" I shouted twice before she turned her head to look at me. She threw herself into my arms with a "wow" sound and started crying. I could imagine how courage this girl used to rush over to save me. She was very moved.

Kong Xue's crying made me feel at a loss. I wanted to hug her and comfort her, but it was not the environment now. Wu Chi is wandering around me. I really can't be romantic. I was about to pull Kong Xue to stand up when a black shadow suddenly appeared behind me. When I looked back, I saw Wu Chi standing behind us, spread her arms and rushed over. I subconsciously protected Kong Xue under my body, thinking: Damn! I'm going to die again! But fortunately, after all, this time it was a hero who saved the beauty and died!

I closed my eyes and waited for Wu Chi to press down, but there was a "click" sound in my ears. Wu Chi didn't press down, but its head fell off. It turned out that he was the one who let Doji slash left and right. He turned around and shouted to me: "Don't be stunned! Take her into the house quickly!"

I nodded, pulled Kong Xue, pulled out the short knife, and took her to the old lama's house. When I pushed the door, I saw that the old lama was chanting the scriptures calmly. I felt sweaty in my heart, "I said, Master, you are so lenient! Your disciple's life and death are uncertain now, and there are fog monsters outside. You are really calm!"

The old lama clasped his hands together, his face calmly, and said, "Life and death have destiny, everything has its own destiny! Besides, what I can do is to recite scriptures and pray for blessings here, and pray for the great power and virtue Vajra to subdue demons and demons!"

I couldn't help but think too much about the current situation. I handed the gun in my hand to Kong Xue and asked her to close the door and stay in the house. If there was an accident, I would shoot without caring about anything else! After explaining this, I opened the door with a short knife and walked out. At this moment, a trace of tragic feeling emerged in my heart.

On the platform at this time, Shi Tao swung the gun as a weapon like me just now, so that Doji could wave the hidden sword. Yuanxiao found a wooden stick from somewhere and rushed into the middle of the fog monster like crazy. While beating, he said viciously: "Damn it! Bastard! Come on! I kiss you to death!" If this scene was not allowed, I would have really wanted to laugh.

Looking at this scene, I felt like I was back in the college time when I was in a group fight. For a moment, my blood was boiling, "You guys!! Come on!" I shouted and joined the battle group.

As I was playing, a strange sound suddenly attracted my attention. It was the ringtone! The copper ringtone! It seemed that when the thick fog just appeared, I vaguely heard the copper ringtone. This mysterious ringtone floated over, which was clear and a little dazed.

At first we didn't understand the meaning of this ringtone, but we soon knew it, because after the ringtone came, the fog demons in the canyon began to quickly climb up the stone steps. The number of fog demons on the platform soon increased a lot.

In fact, apart from being brute force, the single Wu Chi did not have any combat power, but with more people, we could not fight at all, so we could only fight and retreat. Gradually, the battle circle of the four of us became smaller and smaller. Soon we all retreated to the little lama lying on the ground.

The four of us were back-to-back, with tight defenses. Wu Chi could not attack for a while, but our physical strength was limited. Once we were exhausted, we might be swallowed up instantly.

While waving the stick in his hand, Yuanxiao shouted loudly: "Little Master! Little Master! Wake up! If you don't wake up, you really can't wake up! Come on a move!"

I wonder if the little lama really heard the call of Lantern Festival or if he had some consciousness, his mouth moved, as if he was saying something repeatedly. I hurriedly lowered my body and listened closer and carefully. Only then did I hear clearly that the little lama said in two words: "Burn oil!"
Chapter completed!