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Chapter 45 The villain copper plate

 Wu Xiaoxie listened to the heavy breathing coming from above and quickly pushed himself into a smaller group.

Even if he couldn't see it, he could still feel that the ghost was stretching its long neck to peek into the pit. The end had already hung into the pit and was extending downward bit by bit.

It's over!

Wu Xiaoxie wailed in his heart, holding the dagger and tensing his body, ready for the final battle.

Just when the whirring sound was about to approach his head, he heard a tiny "whoosh" sound, and a brilliant fire suddenly exploded in front of his eyes.

The ghost couldn't adapt to the sudden bright light. He screamed and immediately retracted his neck. Then he heard two gunshots, and Wu Xiaoxie felt some warm liquid being sprinkled on his face.

, the sudden bright light stimulated him and he couldn't open his eyes. He shed tears due to physiological reaction and got better.

He squinted his eyes and touched a handful of the liquid on his face. It was sticky. When he brought it up to his eyes, he saw that the red color was blood!

Ignoring the discomfort in his eyes, he quickly raised his head and looked up, only to see Lao Itch standing on the edge of the pit holding a pistol, grinning at him.

"Old itchy!"

Wu Xiaoxie cheered. It was really a great blessing in life to be rescued by an acquaintance in such a life-and-death crisis. He was so touched that he just wanted to hug Lao Ti and cry loudly to vent his fear and fear.

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"Come up quickly." Lao Itch squatted down and hung the rope by the pit, calling Wu Xiaoxie to come up quickly.

Wu Xiaoxie wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, grabbed the rope and climbed up, while Lao Itch also pulled hard on it.

I quickly climbed up.

Before I could stand firm on my feet, I was so shocked by the tragic scene in front of me that I almost fell back into the pit with a scream.

My dear, what kind of monster is this?

From Wu Xiaoxie's only knowledge, there is no species that can name the thing in front of him.

The ghost thing that attacked him had a long neck like a plesiosaur, covered with fine scales, and its head looked like a skinned human head. In some places, you could even see the rotten white bones and ears.

There are two dark holes. The most important thing is that it actually has a head of thick and long black knotted and sloppy hair. It has four dry claws with nails that are as sharp as awls on the soles of shoes. The flesh all over its body is shriveled.

The atrophy is tightly attached to the bones, without any skin.

At this moment, its yellow eyes were wide open, and its big, ragged mouth was open. The lips looked as if they had been sewn together with a needle and then torn open by themselves.

The thinnest part of the neck was beaten to pieces by Lao Itchi twice, and blood dripped all over the floor.

What made him unbelievable the most was that this monster that looked both human and inhuman actually had abdominal muscles!

Damn it, is this monster a human?

As soon as he saw that thick long hair, Wu Xiaoxie inevitably thought of the fear of being dominated by the forbidden woman in the underwater tomb.

That experience made him have a psychological shadow on long hair for a long time. Every time he took a shower and rubbed his hair, he was afraid that his hair would suddenly grow longer and then hang down and strangle him.

Muyu was concerned about his mood, so every time he came to see him, he would tie his hair into balls, or put on a hat and tuck all his hair inside. The amazing thing was that the hair was loose but would not fall off.<

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Ahem, the topic went astray.

Let's get back to the topic. Wu Xiaoxie studied the monster carefully, but couldn't find any clues. What was outrageous was that he also found that there was a bronze plate on the monster's abdomen, which was deeply embedded in the flesh, and was then used by Lao Itch.

The knife dug it out.

Wu Xiaoxie took a closer look and saw that what was engraved on the plate was a group of stick figures holding hands in a circle, with an oval egg in the middle.

I don’t know if it is an egg. This picture is too simple and there is no follow-up. It is difficult to infer the meaning contained in it.


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