Chapter 1364 Doubt of Life Experience (72)

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Where did you go?

Yang Zimei looked around suspiciously, but couldn't find anyone.

"Xuehu, Sadako won't go after that Wang Zeyuan, right? Did you smell her breath?"

Yang Zimei pinned her hopes on Xuehu's nose that was more sensitive than a hound.

Xuehu nodded, pulled her out of the fence, and chased out.

After chasing for a kilometer, Yang Zimei also felt Sadako's breath, and she was actually in a hotel.

Why did Sadako come here?

Yang Zimei and Xuehu looked for her breath suspiciously and found the room where she was.

Fortunately the door was not closed.

The two went into hiding.

I saw Sadako sitting on the bed with her head down, her face expressionless, a bit like a wooden man.

Just as Yang Zimei was about to call her, a man without clothes walked out of the bathroom.

This person is actually that dead pervert Wang Zeyuan again.

He noticed that the door was not closed, so he walked over naked, closed the door, and sat beside Sadako, his hand began to rub uneasily, as if touching the wax figure of Long Caiyun before.

Sadako still didn't respond.

It seems that consciousness was psychedelic by him.

Yang Zimei was not impulsive this time, but took out a mirror and looked at Wang Zeyuan.

In the mirror appeared a soul that was too old to be old, as if it was the shape before he shed his skin.

"Xuehu, it doesn't seem to be a snake?"

Yang Zimei searched carefully, but found no trace of the snake, and spoke to Xuehu Road in surprise.

Xuehu took a closer look, "But it's not necessarily a snake!"

"I'll sprinkle a handful of realgar and see!"

Yang Zimei took out the prepared realgar from the storage ring and directly raised it towards Wang Zeyuan...

"Ha Qiu!"

Wang Zeyuan sneezed, and the small body suddenly curled up into a ball.

Sadako felt agitated at this moment, her pupils lit up, and her expression returned to normal.

She looked at Wang Zeyuan, who was curled up beside her. She didn't know where the embroidery needle came from, and stabbed him directly.

The embroidery needle actually stabbed Wang Zeyuan, and was not isolated by his powerful breath protection layer.

"Sadako, kill him!"

Yang Zimei spoke up.

When Zhenzi heard Yang Zimei's voice, she didn't even think about it, the embroidery needles in her hands were like raindrops, stabbing Wang Zeyuan densely, as if she was doing embroidery at ordinary times.

The gestures and movements were extremely graceful, yet with a murderous aura.

Wang Zeyuan hugged his head and curled up, screaming in pain.

Yang Zimei tried to stab him with his dry sword.

However, this time, she kept her eyes open and did not exert much force, so as not to hurt herself.

Sure enough, as soon as the Gan Jiang sword touched his breath, it immediately bounced back as if it had hit a hard object.

Therefore, she had to put away the sword and watch Sadako doing embroidery.

She couldn't understand why Sadako could directly attack Wang Zeyuan, but she couldn't?

Could it be that his breath is useless to the living dead Sadako?

Sadako was addicted to stabbing when Wang Zeyuan suddenly opened his mouth, poofed, and let out a breath.

That breath is extremely stinky, it is estimated that it is hundreds of times more than a skunk's fart.

Yang Zimei and Xuehu, who had a sensitive sense of smell, were smoked out of the window in an instant, their stomachs rolled and they almost vomited.

At this moment, Sadako inside suddenly tilted her head and fell onto the bed. The whole figure of Wang Zeyuan was like a ball, rolled out, and disappeared again.

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