A space where the pipeline connects the pipeline is coming in front of us. Five people jumped down from the pipeline entrance one by one. The space is smaller than where they live, and there are only two pipes connected.

Finally, I can straighten my waist and stretch my limbs.

But no one dared to delay, and he almost jumped down the t-shirt and walked to another pipe entrance and started crawling in.

The old man was about to help Chubby go up, but the torn T-shirt suddenly came back.

"What's wrong?" Tang Lin felt bad intuition.

The broken T-shirt had no time to speak. In the pipe where he had just left, the beast howled. Although it was still a little distance, it was definitely coming toward this place.

"No..." The old man's shirt and chubby faces with despair.

There are monsters in front and night tours behind. I really don’t plan to let them live anymore.

The howling was still approaching, and the black fog had slowly floated out of the pipe they had just arrived.

Zheng Luozhu quickly summoned the iron plate and blocked everyone.

Tang Lin took out the dagger from the back and clenched it tightly.

Black fog floated out of the pipe completely.

However, this time they did not gather together, but formed a band of fog, slowly surrounding the four people, floating leisurely.

Tang Lin held his breath and locked the fog belt without leaving the moment, judging which direction it would choose to gather into a physical attack.

The shaking fog belt suddenly stopped.

A flash of Tang Lin's eyes.

The fog belt instantly gathered into a wolf shadow.

Tang Lin didn't wait for it to pounce, but stabbed the dagger faster than it.

The wolf shadow suddenly dissipated and turned into black mist again.

Tang Lin's heart was sinking, and it was indeed like the broken T-shirt said, and he couldn't fight at all. Their stationery tree could not hurt the night goose monster, and they didn't have a better disposable stationery to fight.

The air became quiet, and only the beasts in the other pipe were howling, slowly approaching.

wrong.

It’s not that the attacker is wrong, it’s that the “three comrades” are too quiet, and they are obviously all kinds of noise before.

Tang Lin remained silent and used only his light.

The broken T-shirt was sneaking into his arms, as if he was hesitating about something.

Chouhu and the old man don’t know how to disguise themselves. The gaze projected on his boss’s arm almost said, “The boss has a backup plan.”

"If you have a killer weapon, use it quickly," Tang Lin Liangliang reminded, "Don't wait until the corpse is gone, and then run to the Hall of Hell to cry."

I was shocked by the t-shirt. I don’t know how he could see it, but I really couldn’t stand the “corpse is gone” and “Heaven Palace” and so on: “Can you say something auspicious…”

"You have ten seconds to think about it at most." Tang Lin looked at the black fog belt that was flowing slowly, and his thoughts were running quickly. "If it is a rare stationery, I can't bear to use it. I will sell it to me. The price will be as much as you want, and food and money."

His face turned pale and his cold sweat was flowing. He wanted to give up for a while, but he retreated at the moment, and tortured him crazy over and over again.

It is indeed a rare stationery, but life is at stake. It doesn’t matter whether it is rare or not. What’s important is: “I’m not sure about the effect of this stationery. If I hurt the Night Walking Monster and can’t hold it, and then I come directly to me, I will definitely die!”
Chapter completed!