Jiang Ning felt a chill run down his spine. He saw the Ghost Hou behind him through the screen of the live broadcast room.
"Dear audience, it looks like my luck is really terrible. Why would a big dumpling suddenly run out of this tomb?”
Jiang Ning's face was stiff. Just as he finished speaking, his body turned to the right and rolled over.
Whoosh!
The strong wind brushed past her face. Jiang Ning turned around and looked at the spot where she was originally standing. It was already occupied by a dried corpse.
As if sensing Jiang Ning's gaze, the dried corpse turned its head and looked in his direction.
Its head was as dry as a skeleton, and a pair of green eyes stared at Jiang Ning.
His scalp went numb!
Jiang Ning looked at this thing and knew that he was in big trouble.
"Damn it, I'm in big trouble now. This big dumpling is called Ghost Hou. It's a thing that can only be produced in a place with extremely dense Yin Qi and a special corpse disposal method. It's extremely ferocious!”
"At first, its body will have white hair, then red hair, and finally green hair. The greener the color, the fiercer it is. Moreover, half of the Ghost Hou's fur had turned green, and its eyeballs had also been nourished with green light. It had an additional ability to see than ordinary large dumplings.”
"I've fallen into a trap."
Listening to Jiang Ning's solemn tone, the viewers in the live streaming room looked at the withered skull face and green eyes. They all felt a chill down their spines.
"F * ck, is this a zombie?"
"This turn of my head almost scared me out of my wits.”
"We're doomed. This seems to be even harder to deal with than that giant centipede.”
"I'm curious. Why would there be such a thing in the Hall of the Dead?”
"Didn't Master Ning say that these dumplings were all used to dissect corpses? Master Ning hadn't even touched the coffin yet?”
"The mechanisms of the Hall of the Dead are so complete, and it doesn't look like anyone has entered it. How did this dumpling come out?”
Jiang Ning looked at the Ghost Hou with a solemn expression.
With the Ghost Hou's skin and flesh, it was impossible for him to break through its defense and kill this damn thing in front of him.
It seemed that there was only one way.
Jiang Ning was glad that he was used to holding back.
With a thought, 50,000 popularity points were deducted, and a big black donkey hoof silently appeared in his hand.
Clenching the hundred-year-old black donkey's hoof tightly, Jiang Ning's breathing stopped.
In his line of sight, the Ghost Hou silently disappeared!
In the next moment, Jiang Ning's hair stood on end, and a chill shot up to his head.
Without thinking, he instinctively dodged to the left.
Plop ~
Jiang Ning stood up again, cold sweat pouring down his back.
Almost!
Just a little bit more.
If he had been a little slower, he would have been torn into two by the Ghost Hou and his head would have been bitten off by the Ghost Hou.
Jiang Ning shook his wolf eyes and locked onto the Ghost Hou's figure again.
He panted slightly, his gaze extremely solemn.
The hand that was holding the hundred-year-old black donkey's hoof tightened slightly, and Jiang Ning's brain started to work crazily.
It was as if a map had appeared in front of him.
Jiang Ning had predicted the Ghost Hou's attack route based on the two times he dodged.
He wanted to find an opportunity to stuff the black donkey hoof into the Ghost Hou's mouth.
The viewers in the live streaming room watched with their hearts beating wildly. Their health was soaring, and at the same time, they were deeply worried for Jiang Ning.
"There's no sound at all. They come and go without a trace. Are they zombies?”
"F * ck, if anyone tells me that zombies can only jump again, I'll kill him.”
"It was so close. Master Ning was almost in danger.”
"I suddenly developed a great fear of the graveyard.”
"The person above is awesome. I've never dared to go near a graveyard since I was young.”
"Throwing, I won't dare to go play with ghosts anymore. Just thinking about this scene makes my scalp go numb, so scared.”
Jiang Ning stopped moving.
The light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter. His body tensed up, ready to adjust his posture at any time.
A few breaths later.
The Ghost Hou disappeared once again!
A gust of wind blew towards him.
The viewers in the streaming room saw a tall corpse about to crash into Jiang Ning and were extremely anxious.
"Master Ning, don't be stunned. Hurry up and run!”
"F * ck, what are you doing at this critical moment, Master Ning? You'll die.”
"Ning Shen, you can do it. Fight the dumpling head-on and kill him!”
"F * ck, what the hell is this? I just came back from the toilet and was shocked by that ghost face. My phone broke.”
Jiang Ning felt the fishy smell and his nose shrank. He felt like vomiting.
Suppressing the urge to vomit, Jiang Ning shut his mouth and nose tightly. His hand that was holding the hundred-year-old black donkey hoof turned slightly pale.
In the next instant.
There was nothing in front of Jiang Ning.
However, he suddenly turned around, and his left hand suddenly grabbed a big black donkey hoof and pushed it forward.
Crack!
There was a soft sound.
Ghost Hou's figure appeared.
He instantly stopped in his tracks, as if someone had cast a spell that could imprison his body.
When the Ghost Hou appeared in front of Jiang Ning, the audience in the live broadcast room took in a deep breath. They were all focused on the live broadcast room.
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