"Bang!"

The white horse guy was dizzy when he was beaten by his stick and fell to the ground, but his eyes were still dark. The bat lying on his face did not receive any fatal damage and was still gnawing wildly.

He finally collapsed and immediately stepped back from the game. His whole body instantly turned into a white light and disappeared, so that the bat that was chewing was stunned for a moment.

"Young people today are a little too fragile." Mo Fan sighed with an old-fashioned look.

I don't know if his voice attracted the attention of the bat, but the bat, who was already stunned, immediately turned around and turned into a black shadow and shot at him rapidly.

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. At some point, the Purple Gold Sword of Killing Bone had already appeared in his hand. In an instant, his eyes were condensed and he slashed out with one knife.

This knife was as fast and dazzling as the i-red meteor in the dark night. At the most appropriate time, it just slashed on the bat flying toward it.

"Puff!"

The bat's thin body was chopped in half without any suspense by the knife, turning into two thin corpses with sparks.

"Tip: Congratulations on killing a human-headed bat and getting 250 game coins!"

When Mo Fan was secretly satisfied, a faint and hoarse voice came from the side.

"Help me! Help me! Help me quickly!"

Mo Fan's brow moved and looked in the direction of the sound. It was from the body kneeling facing the wall.

Only then did he realize that after the body was smashed off by the White Horse guy, his body did not tilt at all, and he was still kneeling down in front of the wall.

There was a neat section above the neck, and no blood flowed out, as if the head did not belong to this body at the beginning. But without the head, this scene became even more strange.

"Help me, please help me!"

The hoarse and subtle voice continued, and Mo Fan slowly approached along the sound, and soon he discovered that the sound was actually coming from the chest of this body.

He was also very skilled and brave. After hesitating for a moment, he tore open the other party's top without hesitation. He saw that there was a human mouth on the other party's chest, which looked extremely weird and terrifying.

"Fortunately he is a man." Mo Fan's attention was obviously not on this extremely strange mouth.

"Please help me!" The mouth opened and closed on his chest and continued to make a hoarse and low voice.

"How to help?" Mo Fan then focused his attention on this mouth.

"Help me...help me get my head back!" This mouth seemed to be very difficult to speak, and he said intermittently.

"Where to find it?" Mo Fan asked again.

"Low...lower! My head is right below. Please help me find it back!"

Mo Fan knew that the other party must be referring to the place just now, that is to say, the head of the body in front of him was among the thousands of heads.

Of course he needs to know the way to identify it, "How should I determine which head is yours?"

"I...I have...three eyes!"

"Three eyes?"

Logically speaking, this clue is enough, but what if there are a few strange creatures with three eyes among the thousands of heads?

Therefore, for the sake of safety, Mo Fan continued to ask, "Do you have any other characteristics on your head? For example, you are ugly, your mouth is crooked, your nose is shrunk, and you have one missing ears."

The mouth of the person on his chest fell into silence, perhaps considering whether the other party was scolding him or asking him sincerely. After a while, he continued to answer in a hoarse voice, "There is no mouth on the face of that head."

"Yeah." Mo Fan nodded. These two messages were enough for him to accurately determine which one was the other party's head. Immediately, he turned around and returned along the same path.

As Mo Fan gradually moved away, under the shadow, the human mouth on the chest of the headless body rose slightly, drawing a strange arc...

Since this time I returned the same route and had nothing to worry about, Mo Fan's speed increased significantly and he returned to the entrance of the passage in a short while.

Looking at the thousands of heads arranged neatly below, he did not rush to go down and search. Instead, he carefully observed for a while and confirmed that there were no other players around him, so he went down carefully.

It is already very easy to recognize without a mouth. Mo Fan does not need to observe carefully one by one and can easily identify it.

He suppressed the sound of footsteps and slowly walked around these neatly arranged heads. In order to confirm some heads, he even had to enter a position close to the center of these heads to check.

Mo Fan's behavior is like dancing on a steel wire. If there is any mistake, he will most likely die on the spot. He doesn't want to taste the feeling of being pierced by countless tongues.

That feeling is definitely no worse than the ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, so he is unprecedentedly cautious. At this time, as long as a player crawls out from next to him, even if he is, he will definitely die!

Fortunately, this kind of scene did not appear, and there were no traces of players around. Mo Fan spent six or seven minutes and finally found a head without a mouth.

But what surprised him was that the head had only two eyes, and Mo Fan had to carefully examine the head.

Only then did I find that there was a closed eye just above the head. Because the hair was too dense, I was not found for a while.

After discovering the eyes, it was already confirmed that this was the headless body needed. Mo Fan glanced around and confirmed that his position was still at a relatively marginal position.

Even though he really woke up many heads on the ground, he still saved me quite a lot, and then he slowly reached out and grabbed the head on the ground.

Unexpectedly, I did not encounter any obstacles and easily picked up the head. There was no sign of being awakened at all, or it was impossible to wake up at all.

Mo Fan carefully returned to the edge with his head. The smoothness of things exceeded his imagination, but he didn't care at all and returned to the passage again.

I walked along the passage to the end. The headless body was still kneeling there quietly, without any change in posture, and it was still so strange.

As Mo Fan approached, the body seemed to be half awakened, and a hoarse and rapid voice sounded again: "I feel my head, give it to me! Give it to me!"
Chapter completed!