The puppeteer thought so, and although Eris did not show any deterioration, he still had some nervous panic.

Eris cracked his long lips and smiled nonchalantly: "If you have something you forbid me to do, you can verbally order me, Knicks."

The puppet master put the sacred clockwork in the palm of Eris, and instructed slowly: "This time only kill the undead summoned body, don't hurt any other creatures."

The undead summons outside Snow White were killed in batches, but they would come back after a few hours, because the Lawrence Mountains was also one of the locations where the cultivation base concentrated on destroying the experimental bodies.

Qi Shenggu sat on top of the snow-covered castle wall, with his legs hanging down from the outer wall, his high heels dangling from his toes, blowing the overheated muzzle in his hand.

She led many experimental subjects and dolls to resist the undead summons outside the wall, but looked back at the ammunition box, there were not many magazines left, and she repelled this wave of undead summons, and she didn't know what to do next. How many more to face.

"One day has passed." Qi Shenggu raised his peacock feather fan to block the snow falling to his hair, lowered his head and asked the dragonfly flying under her feet, "Is Nix dead?"

"No, just hold on..." Dragonfly dragged her gun with both hands and flew into the air tiredly. One of the transparent wings behind her was broken, only half of it was left, and the wounds on her body couldn't heal.

Qi Shenggu sneered at her weak look.

Suddenly there was a faint sound on the ground, and Qi Sheng opened his eyes alertly. On the horizon covered with snow in the distance, another group of gray-white experimental subjects emerged.

"It's here again, it's endless, how much of this kind of ghost research institute has been destroyed?" Qi Shenggu raised his rifle irritably, the magazine of the suitable model was exhausted.

The dragonfly was so tired that it lay on the high wall and could not fly, its wings moved weakly, the blood was still flowing down the fingertips, and it looked down at the foot of the castle. gradually cover.

She and most of the experimental subjects living here are not good at fighting, and their level is not high enough, and they are exhausted from the high-intensity resistance battle day and night.

Ji Ji jumped down from a height with the hourglass in his arms and slid next to Qi Shenggu. He also had some glands overdrawn, and his hand holding the hourglass was shaking slightly.

"It's really useless." Qi Shenggu glanced at these unsatisfactory things, threw the rifle that ran out of ammunition, and took out a pistol from the side of the leg under the dark green cheongsam skirt.

Just as they were about to stand up again with their wounded bodies to fight, a frantic shrill laughter came from the heights of the castle.

People heard the voice and looked back subconsciously, and the arched window at the very center and top of the castle was pushed open, and Eris flew out of the window like a cuckoo in a chime clock, wearing a dress from a full-height puppet. The gorgeous Baroque dress that was taken off jumped out of the air in an arc, and fell heavily into the snow outside the castle wall.

The snow was smashed and splattered by his falling body, and the snowflakes flew. Eris slowly got up from the ceramic and wooden stumps of many dolls, raised his hand from behind and held the half-human-high silver cast from the sacred clockwork. The scissors, the golden thread of the curse is scattered around the blade, and the scarlet lips are raised upwards and split.

“I’m Eris~”

Chapter 229

The phone on the table vibrated, Bai Chunian was dozing off on the table with his head in his hand, and was suddenly woken up by a call, rubbed his eyes, and pressed to answer.

It's Yan Yi's phone.

"Boss? Oh, what's going on with you, are you and Uncle Jin okay?" Bai Chunian tried his best to raise his spirits so that his voice didn't sound so tired.

For the past week, when he was awake, he would force himself to deploy an action plan, but he was reluctant to inject synephrine now, wasting that precious milliliter of medicine, so he still hung it with a dissociating agent. In this way, he was sober. There is not much time, and we can only desperately squeeze the rest time to make action plans.

But Yan Yi still heard it: "How many cigarettes have you smoked, your voice is so hoarse."

"I..." Bai Chunian glanced at the ashtray at hand. The ashtray was full, so he simply changed a trash can under his feet. Last week, while he was sober, he bid farewell to Han Xingqian's villa and moved out. He still returned to his small apartment. Brother Han's villa was too quiet. The elevators went up and down outside this small apartment. He was relieved to hear such a voice.

"Your Uncle Jin has quit smoking, so don't go too far." Yan Yi scolded him softly.

"Hey, I know." Bai Chunian picked up the waterproof pen on the table and twirled it between his fingertips. He put both feet on the chair, squatted down and made a phone call, the corners of his lips couldn't help turning upwards.

"Is Rimbaud there?"

"He went out to help me with errands, and now I'm physically ... inconvenient to go out."

"You didn't get that shot of synephrine?"

"Fight, fight." Bai Chunian made up the nonsense again, his face did not change and his heart did not beat.

Yan Yicai was relieved: "Okay. You can help me convey it to Rimbaud. He ordered the mermaid to land from the strait to help clean up the raging undead summons. He has helped a lot. Mr. Prime Minister also wants to thank him in person."

"He doesn't care about that."

Yan Yi had just finished dealing with the mess over there, and was a little tired. He comforted Xiao Bai again, and the two chatted for a while. When it was time to say goodbye, Bai Chunian hesitantly called "President".

"Um?"

"Thank you." Bai Chunian said with a smile.

Yan Yi was stunned and hummed softly: "Silly boy. I'll go wash and change my clothes, let's not talk about it."

"Um."

When the call was hung up, Bai Chunian held the phone for a while, and then called He Suen.

In the morning, it was the training time of the PBB troops, so He Suo took the time to answer the phone, but Bai Chunian just took up the training time and chatted for a while. When he was scolded, he hung up the phone with a smile and called Aphid Island again. The instructors and children, nothing to do, just bored and want to discipline them.