Mu Fei now regrets that he shouldn't have been so kind to a woman just now, and should have killed him directly.
If I hadn't hesitated for a moment, if I hadn't thought about giving the other party a little more chance, and imagined that I could restore Ma Yang to his original state, this kind of accident would not have happened at this time.
Sure enough, how did you say that sentence?
It doesn't seem to be the case that things will change later.
The villains in the movie fail because they talk too much.
Bah bah bah, he's not a villain, and he doesn't talk much.
After calming down, Mu Fei shook off so many messy things in his mind and stared at Ma Yang in front of him, preparing to find an opportunity to get closer and give the opponent the final blow.
As soon as he took a few steps forward, his left eye saw the liquid that was as black as ink and tightly wrapped Ma Yang's body.
Two tentacle-like things suddenly stretched out towards his face.
It was coming straight at him, and he was so fast that he could barely react in time.
He quickly bent down to barely avoid this weird attack.
Two tentacles brushed against his body and rushed over, hitting the wardrobe against the wall behind him.
With two bangs, two ten marks appeared on the wooden wardrobe.
A uniform round hole slightly larger than a table tennis ball.
Mu Fei turned his head and looked over, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
If his left eye hadn't become so weird, normal people wouldn't have been able to see the attack just now.
His right eye saw nothing.
If it had been any other hunter at this time, he might have been attacked by the black liquid and not even know what happened.
And the attack lethality of that thing is actually not low.
Even though the wooden wardrobe is not very hard, just look at the two round holes, and the surroundings are smooth and even.
No unnecessary cracks appear.
Being able to do this is enough to show that the opponent's speed and strength have reached an exaggerated level when attacking.
Otherwise the traces left behind would not be like this.
This was comparable to a bullet attack.
If he hadn't dodged it, his body would have been penetrated.
After the attack, the two tentacles were quickly withdrawn and merged with the black liquid.
After the shallow ripples dispersed, it was as if nothing had happened, leaving no trace.
Mu Fei slowly straightened up, but the black liquid still didn't respond.
He took a tentative step closer to Ma Yang.
The black liquid reacted quickly, and two tentacles quickly stretched out and attacked him.
This time Mu Fei learned the lesson from before.
Without panicking, he turned slightly and hid.
The black tentacles pierced through his ears, and several hairs hanging down by his ears broke and scattered in the air in the wind.
After the attack, the tentacle did not continue, but quickly retracted it again.
Mu Fei stepped forward again.
The tentacles also struck out again.
After a little probing, Mu Fei understood the opponent's attack method.
The tentacles will attack anyone who tries to get close to Ma Yang, regardless of whether the other party is malicious or murderous.
And its attack method is also extremely simple, that is, it rushes forward quickly, regardless of whether it hits the target or not.
After one blow, it was immediately retracted.
In fact, as long as you master these, it is very easy to avoid these attacks.
Although the speed is indeed astonishingly fast.
But it is still inferior to A-level demons, so it is nothing to Mu Fei.
The most troublesome thing about this thing is that ordinary people can't see it at all, so there is no way to know its attack trajectory, making it extremely difficult to avoid it.
However, this advantage was completely useless to Mu Fei.
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He didn't know what the black liquid was.
He originally thought it was an illusion he saw with his left eye, just like the black mist lingering around the demon that he could always see through his left eye.
It was something illusory and unreal.
But what I never expected was that this thing actually existed.
Otherwise this form of attack would simply be impossible.
Could it be that what he saw with his left eye was not an illusion?
The black mist that lingers around the demon, those strange black vortices, and those extremely weird scenery, do they all really exist in this world?
Although they exist, they are just invisible to ordinary people's eyes.
So, which side is real?
The left side of black and white and the right side of color, which side is the real world?
Frowning deeply, Mu Fei found that he was still unable to determine the answer to this question.
His mind was in chaos, like the scenery in front of him, two worlds mixed together.
A world of intertwined black and white and blood, and a colorful everyday world.
Which side is the reality?
Suddenly, there was a loud noise behind him, which brought Mu Fei back to consciousness.
Startled by the sudden loud noise, Mu Fei quickly turned his head and looked behind him.
Ma Yang was in front of him, Lin Qingyue was lying next to him, and behind him was the door of the room.
At this time, there was a noise from behind.
Could there be other enemies coming to support?
Mu Fei frowned thinking about this.
The dim light was inserted into Ma Yang's belly and was swallowed up by the black ink-like viscous liquid.
He could not get it back.
Now his hands were empty.
It would be difficult to deal with two enemies at the same time with bare hands.
Mu Fei was not afraid, but Ma Yang's situation was currently unclear.
If there was another enemy at this time, he was worried that there would be other variables.
If Ma Yang runs away in the end, it will really be a loss that outweighs the gain this time.
At the moment when he was thinking, a figure rushed in from the living room outside, accompanied by a scream.
Mu Fei only felt a biting cold wind blowing in front of him.
When he saw the person clearly, He breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Qing rushed in carrying her huge black scythe.
When she saw Mu Fei standing on the side of the room, she suddenly froze and stopped her movements.
"Well, you are."
Zhao Qing tilted his head and looked at Mu Fei carefully.
His delicate eyebrows were knitted together, as if he was desperately trying to remember something.
"You seem familiar.
Have we met somewhere?"
"" Mu Fei was speechless for a moment.
They had just met in the morning, and it had only been a few hours, and this woman had forgotten about him.
"Your eyes look weird, doesn't it matter?"
Zhao Qing didn't notice the rows of black lines sliding down Mu Fei's forehead, and pointed at his left eye and asked with concern.
"It doesn't matter."
Mu Fei replied with the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
"Hey, your voice sounds familiar too.
Oh, by the way, I remembered it.
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You were the one who said you would pick me up in the morning, right?"
Zhao Qing finally recalled where and when he was Seeing Mu Fei, he seemed very happy.
"Haha, yes."
Mu Fei looked at the other party's slightly excited expression and really didn't know what to say
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