He saw the forbidden woman rushing towards him, took a step back with his left foot, clenched his right hand into a fist, and smashed it towards the forbidden woman at a very fast speed.

With the momentum of breaking through the air, the fist smashed directly on the forbidden woman's miserable neck.

The forbidden woman screamed, controlled her hair angrily, and attacked Wu Ling's neck.

Wu Ling felt the strong wind on his side, and reacted very quickly to the right, and his body rolled on the ground.

Then he jumped directly on the forbidden woman with his foot against the wall, and kicked it to the ground.

Wu Ling's kick also used his dead strength, and directly kicked half of the forbidden woman's arm down.

After kicking the forbidden woman to the ground, Wu Ling did not relax, and quickly picked up the iron rod next to him, and directly inserted it into the forbidden woman's neck.

With the "poof" sound of the sharp weapon piercing into the skin, the forbidden woman kept struggling and roaring, and the hair all over her body kept pouring on Wu Ling's body.

Wu Ling gritted his teeth and let those strands of hair wrap around his neck and limbs, strangling out the slightest red mark.

The green tendons on his strangled neck protruded, but the iron rod in his hand was nailed to the forbidden woman's body, and he didn't move at all.

Wu Ling knew that there was no turning back after some things were done.

This bizarre and fantastical world is not for him to come to live comfortably in his old age.

If he didn't kill the forbidden woman in front of him because of his weakness and timidity at this time, then he would probably lose his life in the future.

In this fucking world, when you encounter some fucking things, no one will tell you anything about fucking order.

There is only one rule for everything.

The winner is king, and the loser goes to the ground.

Accompanied by the forbidden woman's painful wails and dying struggles.

Wu Ling ignored the pain of being strangled by the hair on his neck, and his wrist was forced again.

A moment later.

The forbidden woman's body twitched, and she slowly lost the characteristics of life.

After Wu Ling saw that the forbidden woman did not move, he rested in his hand, and coughed a few times while holding the iron rod.

"Ahem—"

With a reddening of his eyes, he pulled the still tightening black hair from his neck and threw it to the ground next to him.

Then he dragged the iron rod and ran in the direction of Wu Xian.

When Wu Ling was dealing with the forbidden woman, he was besieged by several forbidden women at the same time.

He was anxious about his younger brother, and he quickly dealt with the evil thing in front of him.

With one palm, he split the forbidden woman who was rushing towards him, and then with a force from his wrist, the sharp dagger instantly cut through the hair wrapped around his abdomen.

At the same time, he lifted forward violently, and directly kicked out the other forbidden woman who rushed towards him.

But two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and heroes can't stand up to many people.

Wu Xian resisted the attack of the two evil creatures in front of him, but one didn't pay attention to the opportunity of a forbidden woman behind him, his shoulder was scratched by a sharp claw, and the blood immediately flowed down

When he felt the pain in his shoulder, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he stabbed the forbidden woman directly in the forehead behind him with a backhand.

However, it was this gap that the other forbidden woman roared angrily.

"Roar.

After this roar, countless hairs slammed into Wu Xian's neck and limbs, as if they were going to tear him apart like five horses.

As soon as Wu Ling ran to his brother's side, he saw this scene.

"Damn, call a fart, it shows that you have a loud voice, don't you?"

he cursed in his mouth, and directly held the iron rod and threw it into the face of the forbidden woman, denting its face.

Then Wu Ling kicked directly at the forbidden woman's face and kicked its face directly into the hair.

After he kicked the forbidden woman away, he looked at the strands of hair that were still spreading towards his brother, and hurriedly waved away those strands with the iron rod in his hand, and asked anxiously:

"Brother, are you okay?

Wu Ling glanced at his bloodied skin cut by his hair, shook his head decisively, and ran to Wu Xian's side.

"I'm fine.

After he ran to his side, Wu Xian glanced at him, and his eyes were stunned.

He looked at Wu Ling's appearance covered in blood at this time, and he didn't look like he was fine.

Wu Xian's heart sank, and he was just about to ask questions, when the corner of his eye suddenly saw the forbidden woman who had been kicked open by Wu Ling and pounced here again.

His eyes darkened, and he kicked directly in the chest and kicked the forbidden woman's chest.

Then the dagger in his hand flipped over, and the sharp weapon directly pierced the forbidden woman's neck.

And yet in the last few seconds.

The hair that had been spreading on the ceiling filled the entire passage, as if entering a black silk hole.

Wu Ling looked at the scene in front of him, feeling that he was hairy all over his body, and unconsciously tugged Wu Xian's sleeve, and asked strangely in his brain circuit:

"Brother, you said that we will be wrapped in cocoons and chrysalis by these things, and be the caterpillar princess who has not broken the shell?"

At this critical juncture, I can look at the hair in front of me that can kill people and think of the caterpillar princess.

Except for Wu Ling, there is really no one else.

Although the occasion was not right at this time, Wu Xian still sighed helplessly, reached out and knocked on his head:

"Can you not be so new and afraid of your stinky boy's concern

?" Wu Ling pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you afraid of, don't you have an old brother? Old brother, you are so smart, there must be a way, right?"

Wu Xian hooked the corners of his mouth meaninglessly.

Wu Ling looked at the more and more hair on the top of his head, and clubbed Wu Xian's waist with

his arm: "Brother, what are we going to do now? We don't really have to break out of the cocoon into a butterfly, right?"

Wu Xian didn't speak, but wrapped his arm tightly around Wu Ling's shoulder.

At the same time, the other hand opened the small backpack of SpongeBob SquarePants on Wu Ling's back, and found the kerosene lighter that he had handed in in the hotel before.

He hugged Wu Ling, almost encircled him in his arms, his dark eyes looked at the hair that kept pouring out of the hole, and said softly: "Brother will do a magic trick for you, do you want to watch fireworks

?" "Ang?"

Wu Ling was suddenly hugged, and when he heard such a clueless sentence in his ears, he blinked a little confusedly.

However, although he didn't understand why his brother said this, there must be a reason for what his brother said.

Thinking of this, Wu Ling nodded the little derpy hair on the top of his head, and replied without hesitation: "Wow."

Wu curled his lips and lifted the lid of the lighter, tapping the roller lightly with his fingertips.

Suddenly, an orange flame burst out of the lighter.

He looked at the little derpy hair that was shaking in front of him, blew on it, and said softly

, "I'll count three times in a while, and after three we'll run forward together, no matter what happens, don't look back, you know?"

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