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957. Familiar smell

Hu Sanyi had been so scared that he had long been peeing his pants when he saw such a terrifying scene. When Master Qingxu was there, he could still control this little ghost baby. Now, Master Qingxu is not here, so the little ghost baby is completely crazy and bites him when he sees a living person.

The little ghost baby had just bit the bandit to death, so he raised his head and looked at Hu San fiercely. Blood was dripping from its mouth. His blood-red eyes seemed to be dyed red by blood, emitting a strange light. Hu San screamed in fear and crawled to the side. As soon as he stood up, he saw Wu Feng standing there with the yellow-haired monkey not far away. Regardless of whether he was his own enemy, he kept shouting to help, and ran towards Wu Feng.

Wu Feng stood there motionless, watching Hu San running towards him with expressionless expressionless face. At the same time, the little ghost baby jumped up again and pounced towards Hu San's back. Hu San felt a sank on his back. Something was lying on his shoulder. He stood there, not daring to move forward a little further. His small eyes were wide. He was born with a pair of small triangular eyes. His eyes were so big that it was the biggest time he had ever stared in his life. The cold sweat on his head was rushing, and his clothes were instantly wet.

Hu San knew that the one lying on his back must be the little ghost baby. He stared at Wu Feng's eyes and looked at Wu Feng with a begging look. When his life was facing a huge crisis, he hoped that Wu Feng could reach out to help him. Now only Wu Feng could help him. He knew that Wu Feng's kung fu was very powerful, and even his second uncle, Taoist Qingxu, was not his opponent.

The little ghost baby fell on Hu San's body and did not immediately put his mouth down because it smelled a familiar smell on Hu San's body. The smell was somewhat similar to his master Taoist Master Qingxu, which made him a little confused. He didn't know whether he should go down and bite him for a moment. He just opened a big mouth full of blood, panting in Hu San's ears, and a lot of sticky blood dripped on Hu San's shoulders, which made him even more frightened.

Hu San was hanging with Taoist Master Qingxu all day long, and it must have been stained with many smells on Taoist Master Qingxu. They were originally a family and looked very similar, which made the little ghost baby quite confused.

Hu San's expression was very complicated. His eyes were staring at Wu Feng, turning constantly, full of desire. He wanted to tell Wu Feng that he could save his life and use any exchange. But now it's too late, he has nothing left. The only thing he has is his own bad life. It may be that he will not be his own in a while.

The little ghost baby was lying on his back at this moment. He didn't dare to speak. Once he opened his mouth, the little ghost baby's mouth might bite his neck.

Although he didn't dare to speak, Wu Feng suddenly said: Where is Hu San, my senior brother? Has he been injured by the little ghost baby?

Hu San swallowed, quietly stretched out two fingers, and pointed at the little ghost baby on his shoulder. The expression on his face was even worse than crying.
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