After fighting with this demon 'elf' for more than 20 rounds, Ma Chengfeng gradually understood a little. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ . As the saying goes, the eyes are the window of the soul, no matter what a person wants to do, the mind will immediately be reflected in the eyes, and the spirit in the eyes can convey the mind. She could predict her next move by looking into her eyes. It's just that if you close your eyes and can't see anything, how can you smear her?

The space here is very narrow, and she can't use it, if it's outside, even if the air is not so turbid and dazzling, she can open the ghost pupil, even if she is a thousand-year-old goblin, she can't see through the ghost pupil. Thinking of this, Ma Chengfeng decided to retreat, first exiting the underground tomb, waiting outside, opening the ghost pupil and then entangled with her.

"Ya'er, you two go out!" He shouted in advance to remind Ma Ya.

Outside, Chu Xiangyun had already woken up, and the two girls were carrying shotguns, dodging the "old hanger" who was swinging back and forth above their heads and stumbled out.

Ma Chengfeng retreated step by step, things were not as simple as he imagined, and the great skill of the yellow skin was far beyond his estimate. Before the two girls ran out of the stone room, the old hangman hanging in the rope sleeve above his head broke free and fell off.

An old hangman opened his mouth, spit out a bloody long tongue, opened his stiff withered claws and scratched and bit at the two girls, and screamed in fright. There were interceptions in front and chasing soldiers in front of them, and there was no way to retreat, so they had to run into the tomb of the bronze coffin of Huang Xiangu again, and closed the wooden 'door' with their backhand, and there was a harsh sound behind the 'door', and those old hangers had only been dead for a few days, and their nails grew three or four centimeters long, and they made a piercing sound on the 'door' board, like a cat's paw making a glass.

Fortunately, those old hangmen had just picked up their body joints and were very stiff, and they couldn't push open the wooden 'door' and rush in for a while.

"Why did you two run back again? Didn't you both go out and wait for me? Ma Chengfeng shouted.

"Cheng Feng! Corpse! Corpse...... Many, many, many! The hanged ghosts are alive! Chang Xiaoman squatted in front of the 'door' and leaned on his back. She held the shotgun in both hands and trembled, and tears of fright came out.

"Hmph...... Childe, do you think you can come here and leave as you want? Come on? Isn't it very capable of fighting? Huang Xiangu held her shoulders with both hands, and moved unhurriedly under her feet, not afraid of the short knife in Ma Chengfeng's hand at all.

"It's you goblin' again!! Ma Chengfeng was furious, his eyes were round, and his eyes were about to catch fire. The speed of his hands and feet became faster and faster, and he and Huang Xiangu fought in the narrow tomb, each turn setting off a howling wind, 'stirring' up the dust in the tomb and choking his nose.

But no matter how slippery the short knife in his hand was, or how fast he was under his feet, Huang Xiangu could always predict his movements in advance and dodge early.

"Ya'er! Kill her!! Ma Chengfeng reminded Ma Ya to use a gun.

Ma Ya is only 12 years old, and it is good to experience such a frightened and strange feeling without being paralyzed, if it weren't for Cheng Feng reminding her that she wouldn't be able to remember it at all, she would still be leaning against the wooden 'door' to watch the excitement.

She picked up the shotgun, and the muzzle of the gun kept moving, but Ma Chengfeng and Huang Xiangu were fighting, and it was difficult to distinguish between them, and if she missed, she would have to make a hole in Ma Chengfeng's chest.

"Shoot!" Ma Chengfeng shouted anxiously.

The children in the mountains have been playing with the hunters since they were children, and they have always been bullet-free, she aimed for a few seconds, and saw Ma Chengfeng suddenly retract his feet and retreat, so he resolutely pulled the trigger, and with a roar, the bullet slashed out of the barrel. I could see that the corners of Huang Xiangu's mouth 'revealed' an evil smile, and she leaned back, and the bullet brushed against her pale yellow 'colored' long skirt.

Dangdangdang...... The bullets kept bouncing in the narrow tomb, and instead of hitting Huang Xiangu, a shot instead of hitting Huang Xiangu, but he was grazed by the rebounding bullet and broke his little 'leg', and the blood couldn't stop pouring out, and he cried and cried for his mother in pain.

"Brother Ma...... I...... I didn't mean to, I took aim? "Ma Ya didn't dare to shoot anymore.

"Hmph...... Isn't this handsome boy going to give up? This girl has time to play with you, come, come? What else can I do, just use it. Huang Xiangu sat on the bronze coffin that she had been sleeping for thousands of years, and her two little feet were still swaying gracefully, which was quite childlike.

Strange, if she can see through her own state of mind, it is easy to understand, she looks at her eyes, everything she thinks in her heart can't hide from her, it's normal, what about Ma Ya? Ma Ya was hiding in front of the wooden 'door' just now, she was entangled with herself here, and she didn't even look back, how could she have the leisure to peek into Ma Ya's state of mind? But the action of dodging the bullet just now also predicted the trajectory of the bullet in advance. Why is that? Could it be that she has soul splitting arts?

Ma Chengfeng was already a little weak, and he was slightly injured, so he had to give up for the time being, limping back to the wooden 'door' to help the two girls block the wooden 'door'. The board 'door' outside was scratched and stabbed, and it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before his side could 'hold on', and when the group of old hangmen broke through the 'door' and entered, it would be the end of the three of them.

"Brother Ma, the yellow skin eyes can be the same as the spirit, it is looking for people with these little mung bean eyes, you must not look at its eyes, it has no great ability, but you can't help it." Why don't you try blindfolding? "Ma Ya's trick seems to be a 'chaotic' rush to the doctor, but it is also a good way. Since it was his own eyes that betrayed himself, he didn't need it.

With the sharpness of Ma Chengfeng's five senses, even if he 'blindfolded' his eyes at most limited the speed under his feet, his combat effectiveness would not be reduced too much.

He took off his 'pants' and 'legs', and rushed up with his eyes on the broken steps......

"Ouch......" Ma Chengfeng shouted, feeling that his head was wet, and he hit out a big bag with his hand, and he was bleeding.

What's going on? That Huang Xiangu was obviously sitting on the bronze coffin just now? Why did you rush up and not hurt others, but knocked your head out of a big bag? Is it right to predict the direction you predicted? He tore off the strip of cloth and took a look, and in front of him was a hard tomb masonry wall, where was the copper coffin? The weird Huang Xiangu behind her was covering her mouth and laughing, and that smile was extremely disgusting.

"Childe can't think about it like that? Hum...... And to die by hitting the wall? Although this girl hasn't conjured up a 'female' face yet, she's not that ugly, is she? I really should set up a chastity archway for you! Tut-tut...... You're dead, who are you going to play with? Haha......"

"You!! You!!! You hateful goblin!! I really shouldn't have opened this bronze coffin and let you out! Ma Chengfeng regretted not being at the beginning. Covering his head and crying without tears, the roots of his teeth itching.