Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

When Mu Ci had dealt with half of the people, he was not injured at all. He loved this cheat so much!

But Zhao Deyang was seriously injured. He protected Zhao Deyang, guarding and killing him at the same time. He tried to break through several times, but he didn't succeed because he wanted to bring people with him and didn't want Zhao Deyang to be injured.

Suddenly, after a burst of quick, short whistles, Mu Ci smelled a strange fragrance.

He realized later that this might be poison, but it was too late for him to cover his nose and he took a few puffs.

I didn't feel anything wrong at first, but as I kept fighting, I felt that not only my hands were powerless, but all the internal strength in my body seemed to be drained away, and my moves became sluggish.

Suddenly, the man in black took advantage of his opportunity and scratched his arm.

"Stop!" Lu Jia was very proud and laughed as he shouted to stop.

The remaining twenty or so men in black immediately retreated behind Lu Jia.

Mu Ci stood on the ground with his knife in his hand, feeling tired even standing. He was now 100% sure that he was poisoned. Unfortunately, he didn't bring the two out-of-print antidote pills that Helan Yu gave him.

Ah Li's voice rang out: "Mu Ci, you were hit by the muscle softening powder that little bottom had used, and now you can't use your internal strength. You hold on, the prince is on his way!"

“Mu Ci, aren’t you very powerful? It’s because you were drugged by me! Hahahahaha”

Lu Jia stepped forward and said, “Originally, Your Highness wanted to take you back to humiliate you, but now I have changed my mind!

Listen, this beauty is yours tonight, serve her well!"

After Lu Jia finished speaking, he stepped back with an expression as if he was waiting for something interesting to happen. The man in black behind him slowly approached, eager to try.

Fuck!

Mu Ci cursed inwardly, turned to look at Zhao Deyang who was also standing unsteadily, and looked around for a place where he could escape.

Ahri: "Mu Ci, run behind you, run as fast as you can!"

Ahri was commanding Mu Ci in his sea of ​​consciousness. If he was not restricted from entering the small world, he would have wanted to kill these people right now!

There was no one surrounding them from behind, so Mu Ci grabbed Zhao Deyang's hand and ran desperately to the back.

Lu Jia was stunned. He didn't expect Mu Ci to be able to run away. "Chase him!"

I clearly don't have any strength left, but I still have to run desperately. This feeling is just like the many times in my dreams when I ran desperately to avoid the people chasing me.

I was in panic and had no strength to run, but I couldn't stop either.

Ahri shouted in his mind: "Mu Ci, run another ten meters, try your best!"

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters, one meter...

Ten meters later, Mu Ci was grabbed by the collar from behind and fell heavily to the ground.

His face rubbed against the ground and it was very painful. Mu Ci gasped for breath and struggled to get up from the ground, but he had no strength left.

This place looked like a deserted house, without a single light. The bright moonlight added a little light to the dark night.

Zhao Deyang was also thrown far to the ground, motionless, and it was unclear whether he was still conscious.

"Bitch! Run again!" Lu Jia's eyes were shining with excitement as he looked down at Mu Ci.

"What are you still standing there for? Serve our Nine Thousand Year Old Man well!"

Lu Jia stepped back and the men in black surrounded him.

Some were grinning, and some were starting to take action.

Hey!

Mu Ci wished he could explode and blow these bastards to death!

Ahri's voice sounded in his mind again: "Mu Ci, look to your left, there is a white tiger in a cage over there, drive it over to help you!"

Mu Ci felt dizzy and thought he had misheard. He covered his clothes tightly and looked to the right. Sure enough, there was a white tiger, staring at him with a fierce look.

Mu Ci asked Ahri in confusion in his sea of ​​consciousness, "How do I control a tiger? I don't know how! I can only tease fish, cats and birds!"

Ali shouted anxiously: "Just like you tease fish and cats! Quick!"

While talking to Ahri, his belt had been pulled open and his coat had been taken off.

Mu Ci looked at the tiger and shouted in his heart, "Brother Tiger, come and bite them to death! I will repay you for saving my life one day."

The tiger in the cage seemed to understand what he said, and roared loudly. Then, the cage was broken and the tiger rushed out.

He leaped up and pounced towards the men in black. He pinned down five or six men in black with one claw and started biting them indiscriminately.

For a moment, all the men in black were in chaos. Faced with the huge tiger, no one dared to attack.

Only then did Mu Ci see clearly that it was a white tiger. It was ferocious and extremely fast. The man in black was like an ant in front of it and had no power to fight back.

"Big bug!"

"Where did this big bug come from!"

"Help!"

The scene was so bloody that the white tiger's claws and mouth were stained with blood.

Occasionally, two of the men in black resisted, but before they could raise their swords, the tigers would counterattack and knock them unconscious. Then their necks would be bitten off or their heads would be bitten off directly.

Mu Ci was so frightened that he trembled and leaned against the wall. The ground was littered with broken limbs, dead bodies, and half-dead people struggling. He had never seen such a horrific scene.

He had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene in his life. The strong smell of blood made him tremble and want to vomit.

Zhao Deyang, who was lying on the ground, woke up briefly, but was frightened by the scene in front of him and fainted again.

In just a quarter of an hour, no man in black was left to get up.

The white tiger looked around majestically, and when it saw that there was no one left to fight on the ground, it walked towards Mu Ci.

After approaching Mu Ci, the white tiger stopped and looked at him with its head tilted.

Watching the white tiger's action from the side, it looks like a cat looking at something of interest.

From Mu Ci's perspective, the white tiger's mouth and nose were covered in blood, and its claws were also covered in blood. It was looking at him as if he were a delicacy.

Suddenly, the white tiger pounced towards him. Mu Ci trembled and shouted weakly, then covered his face with his arms.

The white tiger pressed on him, but it was just a false pressure, without putting its weight on him.

The huge tiger head rubbed against Mu Ci's chest, as if it was acting coquettishly, or as if it was asking for credit.

There was no expected danger or pain. Mu Ci bravely put down his arms and looked into the eyes of the white tiger.

There was no ferocity in the white tiger's eyes as it looked at him; instead, the look was like that of a big cat acting coquettishly.

As the man and the tiger stared at each other, Ah Li urged, "Mu Ci, get the tiger away quickly, the prince is coming."

That’s right, she can’t bite his man to death later.

Mu Ci took a few breaths and said weakly to Tiger, "Brother Tiger, thank you for saving me. Hide quickly and don't let anyone find you. Someone will come to save me soon."

He raised his hand and boldly touched the tiger's big head. The white tiger rubbed Mu Ci's palm again, and disappeared into the darkness, looking back every few steps.

Smelling the strong smell of blood, he couldn't help but vomit. After vomiting, he lay on the ground powerlessly, and heard footsteps approaching from afar.

Helan Yanzhuo followed the traces of the fight and saw broken limbs and corpses all over the ground. Mu Ci, who had lost his coat, was in disarray, and covered in blood, lying on the ground, dying.

"Xiao Ci." Helan Yanzhuo trembled and called out, quickly taking off his coat and holding Mu Ci up.

She picked him up carefully again and spoke as softly as possible, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you home."

Mu Ci raised his eyes and looked at the man. The man looked at him with heartache, his eyes filled with tears.

One drop, two drops, hot tears hit Mu Ci's face, and he leaned in the man's arms with peace of mind.

Helan Yanzhuo coldly ordered Leng Jiang and Mo Yan who followed him: "Deal with this cleanly, don't leave any alive."

"Zhao Deyang." Mu Ci gathered his strength and gave them a warning, worried that they had killed Zhao Deyang by mistake.

"Don't worry, Leng Jiang knows." Helan Yanzhuo whispered comfortingly and took Mu Ci into the carriage.