Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 391: The violent warlords of the Republic of China vs. the wise scholar and the gifted daughter who stayed abroad 50

Si Jinnian stopped her from returning her coat, put a strong general's coat on her body, and persuaded Quan Jiu with one word.

"As long as nothing happens to you, I can deal with the enemy with peace of mind."

Not even women, not even men who have been exercising all year round, can stand this extremely cold weather. The straight-line distance to the town is twenty kilometers, but in fact, they have no map, no specific wind direction, and they don’t know where to go yet.

What a detour.

Quan Jiu wanted Si Jinnian to come closer, and the two of them wrapped themselves in one piece of clothing, but the mountain road was too steep, and every step was bumpy. The tug and pull of walking together slowed down the progress.

"Then let's hurry up and go to the town."

The pursuers behind him were not far away, and the light of the flashlight could be seen from time to time.

"Take it."

Si Jinnian suddenly thrust something hard into her hand.

Quan Jiu looked down and found that she had a silver pistol in her hand. She stared at Si Jinnian's empty waist.

"You gave me your gun, what about you?"

Si Jinnian took another black pistol from Xue Cheng:

"If I can shoot something else, can I teach you?"

Quan Jiu shook his head: "No, you teach me."

As soon as he finished speaking, two sinister laughter suddenly sounded in the deep mountains and old forests.

Quan Jiu rolled his eyes from an angle that Si Jinnian couldn't see: "Brother, it's so late at night, can you not scare people?"

In this kind of environment that horror movie directors like best, Jie Jie suddenly burst out laughing a few times. Although she was not scared, she was also panicked.

001: “Who is scaring whom?”

Can't shoot.

Really good at blowing.

Si Jinnian didn't notice anything strange about her and showed her once. He was worried about the pursuers behind him, so he didn't actually fire.

"Have you learned it?"

He deliberately slowed down his movements and demonstrated the process from loading the gun to firing the gun at almost the slowest speed.

Quan Jiu: "Let's meet."

…

In the mountainous wilderness, a dark green vine snakes and crawls like a python. Because it moves so fast, it creates an afterimage visible to the naked eye.

001 was sitting on the couch by the window, holding up the book of war, when he suddenly noticed something and glanced towards the southwest.

A faint glance.

In just one second, he lowered his eyelids and returned his gaze to the military book.

After a while, the slightly yellowed paper was not turned over.

001 stared at a line of words, and finally closed his eyes slightly. He sighed quietly and sent a message to Quan Jiu.

"Ten seconds."

His tone seemed helpless, mixed with anger, and finally turned into a light helplessness.

I don’t know what kind of divine object this vine is. It is so evil that it can transcend the three-dimensional space and follow Quan Jiu’s spirit body through various planes.

However, according to the rules, things obtained in the plane cannot be taken out. Except for the rewards given by the system, Quan Jiu cannot have anything with her. She used the artifacts from the Xianxia plane to cheat in the barren Republic of China plane.

It's not reasonable, it's not in line with the rules.

Every era must have its own rules.

When Quan Jiu heard his words, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

She is actually ready to accept the punishment of the system.

Although Xiao Fujiko is powerful, she is not able to hide her secrets from others. In front of a big boss like 001, she cannot hide her secrets at all.

Of course, she didn't want to hide it at all.

"That's enough. Ten seconds is better than nothing."

She lowered her eyes, her curled eyelashes covering the strange color under her eyes. In the dark night with thick ink, the woman's red lips pursed lightly.

"Little Fujiko."

"kill."

The vines that were originally disguised as ordinary plants suddenly spread and grew like crazy following an order. The 120 people did not gather and were scattered everywhere. However, the vines seemed to have spirituality and chose to surround the densest group of people.

category.

No one expected that in the vast mountains, the seemingly most harmless vines would suddenly launch an attack, which was completely beyond the scope of normal people's acceptance. Some people silently raised their hands to rub their eyes.

"I must be too sleepy and hallucinating..."

How can plants be resurrected? Life is not science fiction.

Before he could put down the arm that was rubbing his eyes, a vine suddenly stretched into a straight line, sharp as an arrow, and pierced his throat with a "swish" sound.

The wind howled past my ears, and when the man was lying on the ground, the pain of the severed aorta suddenly flooded his brain.

"He...he..."

He grabbed his own throat with both hands and wanted to call for help from his companions, but the vines had already climbed all over his body and tightened his throat. The man's face turned purple and he lay on the ground struggling for a while. Suddenly his legs kicked off and he was completely dead.

There was movement.

The same scene was played dozens of times in just seven seconds.

Dense vines crawl wildly, and the green plants in the mountains have become the best protective color for the little vines.

Seventy-two corpses were bound by vines into a huge green cicada, and every vine that made up the cicada was constantly tightening and tightening...

In the end, the bodies of seventy-two adult men were compressed to the size of a baby's fist, and red liquid kept flowing out from the gaps in the vines.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

The sound of water droplets falling to the ground became a moving sonata in the dark night.

Little Fujiko made a "whooshing" sound, which was somewhat similar to the sound of humans sucking noodles.

When the tenth second came, the vines suddenly spread out, retreated quickly, and disappeared after a while.

The cicada pupa woven from vines finally disappeared, revealing its true appearance——

Nothing.

………

The moment Little Fujiko returned to the main god's space, Quan Jiu just squinted his eyes slightly, as if a crying child had finally eaten the marshmallow and curled his eyes with satisfaction.

Si Jinnian glanced sideways: "Tired?"

A faint smile emerged from Quan Jiu's eyes, and when a pair of crescent moons curved up, he looked like an innocent little girl:

"Kiss me and I won't be tired anymore."

Si Jinnian's dark eyes were deep and he stopped and stared at her for a long time. Finally, he leaned forward slightly and placed a seal on her red lips.

"Take a rest when you're tired."

After walking on the dangerous mountain road for more than four hours in the severe cold, even Xuecheng's physical fitness was a little tired. He was afraid that she was deliberately showing off in order not to hold back.

Quan Jiu shook his head: "It's better not to stop. They will get colder if you stop."

Si Jinnian held her wrist tightly: "Then follow me closely."

The mountain was slippery and the slope was steep. In just ten minutes, several subordinates accidentally fell down.

………

"Wang Tao, are you still there? Where is the person? Where did the brat die..."

"Fuck, why is there no one else? Didn't you ask me for a cigarette two minutes ago?"

"What the hell kind of weather is this? It's freezing to death!"

The pursuers behind him were still cursing, and under the cover of night, the whereabouts of their companions gradually became strange.

"Why is Zhao Wu missing too?"

"Xiao Cheng is also missing..."

(End of chapter)