Chapter 118: Mother and Son Soldiers

The baby's cry was sharp and piercing, which shook Liu Lang's head a little dizzy.

Zhu Ya secretly screamed badly, and suddenly his body flashed, like an arrow off the string, it catapulted towards Liu Lang's side.

Liu Lang felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and the disgusting woman actually slowly stretched out her crimson tongue and licked Liu Lang's face like a dog.

It is sticky and smelly, and it is a hundred times more disgusting than saliva.

If he hadn't been choked by the neck, Liu Lang would have vomited out all the overnight food at this time.

Damn, is that all that? Dead?

Liu Lang felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and his body began to float slowly like a feather.

At the critical moment, the dignitaries can best stimulate their inherent potential, and this is probably not good for Liu Langlai.

The spell is useless, what do you understand?

At this time, Liu Lang's body was completely out of strength, but his brain suddenly seemed to be electrocuted by something.

By the way, didn't the female ghost Han Xiaoqi teach some bullshit sword duel at that time?

Although it was useless to deal with the female ghost in red that time, but at present, except for this sword duel, he is completely waiting for death.

The two fingers were together, the sword fingers were formed, Liu Lang's lips opened and closed, but he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

"Daoxuan Ancestor, borrow my divine power, slay demons and eliminate demons, support justice, and be as urgent as a law!"

Liu Lang suddenly concentrated all his strength on his right finger, and poked at the woman's eyebrows as soon as he puffed up.

Damn, die!

Liu Lang scolded secretly, his fingertips were slightly hot, and he was poking at the woman's forehead, but as soon as he touched the woman's forehead, Liu Lang only heard a crisp click. It was like poking it on a steel plate, and it hurt to drill into the heart......

"Ah......h

Liu Lang opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse and weak like a duck pinched by his neck.

In an instant, Liu Lang was like a deflated balloon, and the last trace of strength was exhausted.

Zhu Ya flew up. wanted to save Liu Lang, but the blood-coated baby actually giggled, and when he saw that Zhu Ya was about to run, he didn't see any movement, but suddenly flashed in front of Zhu Ya.

A line of flesh like a string suddenly appeared, strangled Zhu Ya's neck at once, and immediately pulled Zhu Ya back.

The same flesh line was blurred with flesh and blood. It was dark black, thinner than a thumb, but it was very long, and on closer inspection, it was actually protruding from the baby's navel.

I'm cǎo. It's just the umbilical cord.

Zhu Ya's face changed greatly, and he swung the thunder splitting wooden sword and slashed over.

As soon as the thunderbolt touched the baby's umbilical cord, there was a stabbing sound, as if something had been burned.

"Wow......"

Another shrill scream came from the baby's mouth.

The umbilical cord contracted suddenly. The baby's body flashed back sharply, and it was ten paces away.

Zhu Ya took a deep breath. didn't care about staying longer, the wind under his feet, quickly approached Liu Lang, raised the thunder splitting wooden sword and stabbed straight towards the woman's body and mind.

"Poof......

There was another dull screeching sound.

"Ah......h

A scream made people's scalps tingle.

Liu Lang only felt that the hand holding his neck suddenly loosened. Volley's body fluttered and fell to the ground.

The fresh air instantly penetrated Liu Lang's heart and lungs, making Liu Lang's originally fainting brain a little clearer.

Ignoring the soreness all over his body, Liu Lang gasped greedily, only then did he know that it was not easy for his mother to breathe freely.

After the Thunder Splitting Peach Wood Sword was activated by Zhu Ya, it looked like an ordinary wooden sword, but at this time, as soon as it was inserted into the back of the woman's heart, the faint yellow light was hazy again.

The yellow light was like a firefly, although it was very thin at the beginning, but it spread one by one, slowly expanding from the top of the sword body, and after a while, it had penetrated into the woman's body.

The woman screamed in pain, her body shaking violently like chaff, and the screams shook her eardrums.

Zhu Ya's face was solemn, one hand pressed the corner of the sword body's mouth, and kept muttering. Seeing that no matter how much the woman struggled, she couldn't escape the shackles of the yellow light.

When the baby standing not far away saw this scene, he also cried, and he was so anxious that he didn't dare to step forward, obviously afraid of the thunder splitting wooden sword.

The woman's body was decomposing rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the smell of fish was getting stronger. The woman looked more and more hideous and terrifying.

The blood-coated baby seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and as if he had made up his mind, he screamed twice and suddenly stretched out his umbilical cord.

This umbilical cord was like a spring, seven steps away from Zhu Ya, and it actually brought a whirring wind, and it flew over with a swish, instantly wrapping around Zhu Ya's neck.

This mother and son seem to have this ability, grabbing people's necks and not letting go.

However, Zhu Ya, whose face was already a little pale, was tense at this time, his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

Liu Lang saw it in his eyes and knew that this Zhu Ya was already at the end of his crossbow, and tried to support his body and wanted to stand up, but he fell to the ground again.

"Zhu Ya, hold on, you must hold on."

Liu Lang shouted.

But can this thing hold up?

The thunder splitting peachwood sword had been inserted into the woman's body, and Zhu Ya couldn't use his hand to cut the umbilical cord again.

At this moment, the baby seemed to have seen the clue, and as soon as the umbilical cord contracted, his body flew up with a swish, and instantly rode onto Zhu Ya's neck.

At the same time as the baby was riding on Zhu Ya's neck, the baby suddenly opened its mouth, and the teeth in that mouth were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fangs were as black and smelly as his mother, but they were much sharper than his mother.

The baby screamed, suddenly lowered his head, and crunched towards Zhu Ya's neck.

"Ah......h

Zhu Ya screamed, his body suddenly slammed backwards, and the peachwood sword in his hand followed and pulled out the woman's body.

The woman screamed twice as if she was untied in an instant, grabbed the baby, and fled the scene quickly like a cloud of black smoke, and the sword inserted by Liu Lang was also hurriedly thrown to the ground by the woman.

The whole process only took a few seconds, and Zhu Ya had covered his wound and fell to the ground in pain.

"Pigtooth, are you—are you alright?"

Liu Lang finally stood up and walked to Zhu Ya's side, but saw that Zhu Ya was already sitting cross-legged, his lips were dry, his face was as white as a layer of lime, and his body was still trembling slightly.

There was a clearly visible tooth mark on Zhu Ya's neck, pitch black, and a fishy smell emanated from it.

"Quick, quick, I have a bottle of powder in my backpack, help me get it out."

Zhu Ya's eyes were closed, and he was weak to speak.

Liu Lang hurriedly agreed, took down the bag that Zhu Ya was carrying behind him, spread it on the ground, and began to rummage.

Don't be, Zhu Ya's bag looks inconspicuous, and it is like Doraemon's treasure bag, and there are a lot of things.

There were several bottles inside, white, red, and blue were all very beautiful, Liu Lang was worried for a while, and said hurriedly: "Pig teeth, which one do you want?" ”

"The red, red one, quick, spill it on the wound."

Liu Lang hurriedly took the red bottle in his hand, and as soon as he pulled out the lid, a pungent spicy smell suddenly came out...... (To be continued~^~)