Panguan

Dadong: "You——"

Which side are you on?

He stared at Lao Mao and mouthed, for fear of being seen by Shen Manyi.

After saying that, he turned to look at Xie Wen. Originally he wanted to stare, but for some reason he didn't dare to stare at Xie Wen.

"Do you care about your store clerk?" Dadong said, "I'm unblocking the cage. Are you so troublesome?"

Xie Wen said: "You can control it, but I think Lao Mao is right."

Although he looked at Dadong, he tilted his head slightly when he spoke, obviously speaking to Wen Shi.

"I know." Wenshi whispered.

Indeed, he also felt that there was nothing wrong with what Lao Mao said.

If it was in a normal place, such as the bottom of the bed, the legs of a cabinet, etc., why would Shen Manyi be trapped for so long without being able to get it?

"Are you sure you're still here?" Wenshi asked Shen Manyi.

The little girl nodded: "Yes."

Her answer was so sure, as sure as she subconsciously knew where the bow was, but she didn't want to take it, or didn't dare to take it.

She is almost the owner of the cage. She can come and go freely here, walking a group of people to play. Is there any place she doesn't dare to go?

Wen Shi has rich experience, and the answer is obvious when he thinks of it - almost all dead people are afraid of one place, and that is the location of his body.

Because no one wants to see themselves dead.

This coincided with their goal. The reason why he and Xie Wen found this bedroom was because there were traces of carpet replacement. As expected, Shen Manyi's real body was in this room.

But where is the small and crowded space where Shen Manyi needs to be folded like that?

cupboard? Behind the mirror? In the wall?

When Wenshi was following the traces to find the source, a exclamation suddenly came from the other side of the sofa.

"Fuck!!!" Zhou Xu's rough voice attracted Shen Manyi's attention.

They saw the white cloth shaking violently, and the three boys struggled out. Xia Qiao and Sun Siqi slid directly to the floor, with horror on their faces.

"Brother, look!" Xia Qiao shouted.

Zhou Xu raised his hand high, holding a piece of something between his fingers, which was very long.

He stared and said, "Hair!"

When he said this, he could see clearly through the light when he heard it. It was not a few hairs, nor a tangled mass, but a piece, connected to the scalp, as if it had been torn from some head during a gun. .

"Where did you find it?" Wen Shi asked.

Zhou Xu pointed to his feet: "It's caught in the cracks of the floor!"

Shen Manyi stared at the piece of hair, looking at it intently for several seconds, then touched the blood scab on the back of her head, and suddenly started screaming.

It went on and on and was extremely miserable.

The black energy all over her body was spreading wildly, and the whole house began to tremble.

Sun Siqi crawled back and forth, clinging to the wall. As a result, he felt something wet flowing down the wall.

He smelled the old smell of blood and turned around to see that all the walls were bleeding.

Shen Manyi's scream turned into crying, and the whole house was crying with her.

The scattered black energy swept the person, and Zhou Xu hissed and touched his face. Several wounds were opened where the black energy was swept, and blood began to ooze.

Dadong's golden-winged roc glided in front of everyone. It spread its wings and stirred up the strong wind, trying to block the black mist.

But its shielding was ultimately limited, and within a few seconds, wounds began to appear on its wings and body.

"Look for it, look for it quickly, I have to hurry up, this little girl is crazy." Dadong muttered, and the other hand shook out the string, trying to find any place in the house where someone might be hiding.

But no matter what, it's too slow to rummage like this.

His golden-winged roc began to tremble due to too many wounds, and slowly became uncontrollable.

Just when Dadong was in a panic, dense white lines suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision, crisscrossing and throwing out, like a huge and complicated net.

It is obviously the most ordinary white cotton thread, but it glows like metal.

At that moment, Dadong suddenly remembered the scene where his master used a puppet wire to cut off a copper lock. The puppet wire was also like the thinnest blade at that time.

Who is this? !

At that moment, Dadong didn't react.

Until he heard Wen Shi's voice from behind: "Let your roc protect someone."

Dadong subconsciously obeyed, and with a twist of his wrist, the golden-winged roc suddenly retreated. Its huge wings swept horizontally, wrapping Zhou Xu and Xia Qiao under their wings.

Then what? !

Dadong raised his eyes from the slit of his wings and saw the man wrapped in black mist, and then he finally reacted——

Those gleaming puppet threads actually came from Wenshi.

His fingers were tense, and the bones on the back of his hands were clearly defined. One end of the puppet threads was entangled between his fingers, and the other end was nailed to the four walls, cabinets, mirrors, and the floor.

I saw him turn his wrist, gather the thread and pull it sharply.

There were countless explosions in the room instantly.

Dadong finally understood why the Dapeng was asked to protect people - under the wings of the golden-winged Dapeng, everyone watched helplessly as all the places in the room where people could hide exploded simultaneously under the pull of the puppet strings.

For a moment, glass, wood chips, metal and bricks and mud were scattered everywhere, thanks to the Dapeng wings.

Use your shoulders to block it, otherwise, no one present will be able to keep a good piece of meat on their body.