Flying head!!!
If Zhao Yang was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the strange shape in front of him at a glance. This is obviously the same ability as the yellow dog raised in the game!
Most of this weird black film is concentrated on the head, and beheading is useless to it. Even if there is only one head left, it can exert most of its strength!
Sure enough, taking advantage of Xu Xin's cold kung fu, he flew up strangely and headed straight for Xu Xin's head.
In the air, the strange mouth suddenly grew largely, like a python that opened its mouth and wanted to swallow Xu Xin's head in one bite.
"Oh!"
Seeing the flying head flying, Xu Xin bit her silver teeth and stretched out an arm to block her.
It was so close that the weirdness suddenly broke out again, and it was impossible to escape.
Being able to make up for one of his arms is also considered to be Xu Xin's right choice.
However.
The expected pain did not come. The flying head with a grown mouth was about to bite Xu Xin, and the moment the flying head was about to bite Xu Xin, it was pierced by a sword light lit up from behind, turning into a blood mist.
"Are you saved?"
Xu Xin, who escaped the disaster, did not relax her vigilance. Although she was weird, the guy who just took action in the dark might not have any good intentions.
Otherwise, how could she choose to take action when her life is hanging on the line?
Is it a coincidence?
She doesn't believe it!!!
......
......
The facts proved that Xu Xin's premonition was not wrong. Seeing that she was still not relaxing, Zhao Yang, who was in the dark, walked out slowly.
"Meet again, Officer Xu!"
Zhao Yang, holding a sword in one hand, greeted Xu Xin.
"Zhao Yang?"
"Yeah, it's me."
Zhao Yang nodded, took out a silver lighter from his trouser pocket and lit it, and threw it into the wreckage left by the strange.
The silver flames burned.
"Why are you here?"
Seeing the silver flame burning, Xu Xin took a step back slightly. She felt that the lighter that Zhao Yang often held in her hand was a bit weird. The silver flame emitted could even ignite the strange black film.
"Oh, I've been here for a while."
Without going to pay special attention to Xu Xin, Zhao Yang nodded with satisfaction as the black film in front of him was burned away quickly.
After he put away the lighter, he turned around and chuckled at Xu Xin and said, "This road connects Jiangnan and Jiangbei. There are many weird things passing by at night. As for your affairs, it's really a coincidence."
Zhao Yang did not lie. He was indeed waiting for the weird to come here. There were not many passages between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, and the strange outside was a traversing creature with strong territorial consciousness. He had killed four strange monsters on this road that night. If we included the one just now, there were five.
But will Xu Xin believe what Zhao Yang said?
Don't care!
Zhao Yang didn't ask Xu Xin to report him. The reason why he didn't do it directly just was that he wanted Xu Xin to go through more experience and to give more effort to face weird things in the future.
Seeing that Zhao Yang was about to leave, Xu Xin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Zhao Yang, are you hunting for weird things?"
"Yeah." Zhao Yang nodded.
"You are very strong?"
"It's okay...what do you ask this for?"
"We know a weird den, and now someone is following me. I planned to go to my grandfather's house to get some talisman paper to deal with them... Since I met you here, would you please go with me?"
Maybe she was a little nervous, and Xu Xin said something incoherent, but Zhao Yang still understood what she said.
"You said you encountered a tricky weird thing?"
"Well, at least it's B-level, it's very difficult to deal with!"
While Xu Xin was speaking, she took out a rectangular box as thick as a finger from behind and threw it to Zhao Yang: "This is the weird hair that has taken off. See if you can deal with it. If you can't, let's call my grandfather to do it together!"
Weird...hair?
With a wave of his hand and a sword, Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes as he looked at the flying hair in the fragments.
Seeing Zhao Yang's actions, Xu Xin was shocked: "Hey? Why did you cut the box?"
Zhao Yang did not answer her, but asked back: "Where did you meet this weird?"
“…”
After looking at Zhao Yang with a serious expression, Xu Xin estimated the strength of both sides and chose to answer obediently: "In the street of the Soviet-Russian castle, this strange gathered several subordinates. Now the Soviet-Russian castle has been blocked. We also accidentally rescued a tourist who escaped from the castle, and then we realized that he..."
"Is that true?"
Zhao Yang nodded, and suddenly, he smiled slightly at Xu Xin:
"Xu Xin."
"what?"
"Are you afraid of heights?"
As the words came, the sword light cut through the night sky.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Zhao Yang!
You let me go!!!”
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Many people in the Ice City may not remember the name of the Soviet Union.
But if you change the name to call it, most people in the Ice City will look dazed.
Maybe there will be an old man who said to you with a disgust: "What is the Soviet-Russian castle? That street on the music balcony! That castle has been demolished for more than a hundred years, who still calls it that now?"
Um.
The Soviet-Russian castle has passed away at a certain period of time, with only a few basements and a small underground palace left at its foundation, which is still pressed under the Russian-style buildings alone.
Now, the underground palace of this ancient castle has become a group of strange paradises.
It is both gorgeous and hidden.
Walk through several basements linked by secret doors, follow the road in the underground palace of the ancient castle, turn two corners, a hall of more than 300 square meters will appear in front of you.
The old-fashioned Soviet crystal chandeliers hung on the ceiling above their heads, with elegant and sad nocturnes around them. A blond lady who was nestled in a white bear's fur coat was looking at her fellow women sweating in the dance floor in front of her.
A woman as delicate as a queen.
Her face, which was covered by blond hair, was full of sadness. If the emotional poet saw her, he would definitely go crazy for her and wrote countless poems praising her to express her beauty.
Like the purest sapphire pupils, the arrogant and skillful nose bridge, and the stubborn red lips...
She is like the darling of God.
Who is it?
Who made her feel sad?
This kind of thought may arise in the hearts of every man who sees her and want to wipe the tears from her face with your own hands.
But... does she really need it?
At the end of the night song, on the dance floor, all kinds of weirdness were like the most elegant Western aristocrats, bowing their heads to salute her on the throne.
Their movements seemed to wake her sadness, and a tear fell from the corner of her eyes.
after......
Under her blonde hair, her other half of her face was revealed.
Chapter completed!