Can you imagine a person whose internal organs are exhausted, suddenly opening his eyes and staring at you with a plain look?

I can't, but I saw it with my own eyes. Li Tangcheng, an acquaintance who is not as friends as us, died for a while, and a man hanging upside down like a sausage suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me and Zamao Xiaodao. His face still maintained the distortion of pain and despair before his death, but the muscles on the corners of his mouth were rising upwards, revealing a strange sense of disharmony.

Then, his hanging body folded from his waist part, grabbed the iron hook that hooked the abdomen with both hands, and with force, he got rid of the hang of the iron hook, then flipped it down, and stood steadily.

As soon as he pulled his right hand, the large chain of iron chains on the beam fell down and fell to the ground.

Li Tangcheng held the huge iron hook that was soaked in his blood in his left hand, and began to close the iron chain at the other end with his right hand. The iron chain slowly closed on the ground, making strange sounds after strange sounds, rushing, rushing... Zamao Xiaodao and I met this scene of resurrection, so we were not overly surprised. Instead, the door was closed, and the greetings of Master Wan San came from the main hall, reflecting the terrifying silence, making people feel cold in their hearts.

The voice of Master Wan San seemed so far away in our ears, as if it was coming from dozens of meters away.

Space isolation?

The kitchen is not big. Li Tangcheng is only six or seven meters away from us, and is separated by a stove. When he put away the chain on the iron hook, Li Tangcheng suddenly shook all over his body, and was like pulling the iron hook, and he was heavy and heavy, with great strength. Zamao Xiaodao was not panicked, and shouted just right, stretched out the peach wood stick to strike, and used the "circle" technique in Wulang Bagua Stick Method to twist it hard, and wrapped the iron hook with the chain at the end of the tail without moving.

Seeing that the iron hook was strangled, Li Tangcheng pulled it back hard, and Zamao Xiaodao also used force to stretch the iron chain straight.

The two started to compare their strength using this iron cable as a medium.

Needless to say, Zamao Xiaodao has been hiding from a young age. Its power is a cow. After years of integration, her brute force is far superior to ordinary people. However, this dead man Li Tangcheng, who was not known to use any secret method, is not inferior to Zamao Xiaodao. His face is not blushing or breathing (uh... If a dead person can breathe and blush, it will be even more terrifying). He actually pulled Zamao Xiaodao and couldn't move.

At this time, it was time for me, Lu Zuo Hualili to play. I was secretly proud and took out the shock mirror from my arms. When I was about to communicate with the wife Jingling, I suddenly felt a pain in my left leg. I looked down and I took a look!

I saw a woman's head attached to my calves and was biting her tightly.

And the heads scattered everywhere, who were facing us, opened their white eyes and looked at me with a strange look, as if hatred and joyful; at the same time, a tone of tears and complaint appeared in their mouths, which made people feel heartbroken. Duoduo had already landed on this long black hair head, and were pulling the head that bit me hard.

The little girl's face turned red and she was almost crying, and she screamed: "You are not allowed to kiss Brother Lu Zuo forcibly, you are not allowed to kiss Brother Lu Zuo forcibly. You are a stinky woman, let's get started..."

I was speechless for a while and couldn't figure out what the little guy was thinking about in his mind.

Without time to take into account the struggle between Zamao Xiaodao and Li Tangcheng, I asked Duoduo to dodge a little, and then slashed hard on the head with a knife. However, because the force was not suspended in the air, the force was transmitted to my calves through the biting force of the head. My eyes turned red and I couldn't help but cry. I was wise in a hurry, knelt on the ground, chopped the head for a while, and broke it into many pieces, then stretched out my left hand and slapped it with a palm. With a cold force, the resentment gathered in the head dissipated and there was no trace.

When I took off the head on the calf, I found that the heads on the ground had already begun to move, and each made strange crying sounds.

The dark and golden skin of the fat bug also emitted a firefly-like light, covering me with a faint threat.

The kitchen was already a little dim, and as soon as these people's heads scattered, the black air suddenly radiated, making my vision even worse. I didn't care about the bloody wound on my calves, and arched my body and stood up with my teeth and looked around, guarding against the next head that rushed towards me. At this moment, the iron chain that Zamao Xiaodao and Li Tangcheng used to be more powerful was broken because the iron was too brittle.

Zamao Xiaodao fell into me unexpectedly, hitting me heavily on the ground, and the two of them rolled into gourds.

Suddenly, a cold sword light flashed in the darkness and attacked the two of us.

I happened to be on top. After I noticed this shocking knife, I turned my hand back without thinking. However, as the knife collided, my hand felt like it was thunder, and my arm suddenly felt soft and numb. I couldn't hold the knife at all, so I swung it to the side along the force. After the knife touched me, it shrank back and forth, and then handed it over again, and it was about to reach my heart.

At this moment, the dead people on the ground were like crazy, whistling towards us like arrows.

These people have men, women, old and young, and two Xiaoyang people. They are particularly huge, with their faces like bacon hanging on the beams of the house, and their teeth are white and extremely ferocious.

“Duh!”

A loud noise was heard, but the thunder of the miscellaneous little path suddenly swept away the terrifying atmosphere in one fell swoop, echoing endlessly.

Zamao Xiaodao stabilized as soon as possible, grabbed the lightning-striking peach wood stick rolling on the ground, shook a stick flower, and poked towards Zhou Lin who was raiding. One inch long and one inch strong. This peach wood stick, which was not a weapon, was shot out by Zamao Xiaodao at a clever angle and steadily attacked Zhou Lin's... lower body.

When my eyes fell on the tip of the Zamao Xiaodao stick, I couldn't help but squeeze my crotch tightly, and I couldn't help but feel pain.

This is a conditioned reflex, an instinctive reaction that any man will have.

Zhou Lin, who thought he would be a killing attack, was suddenly stabbed by Zamao Xiaodao with the cover of my body. At this moment, this man, who felt gloomy and terrifying, let out a wonderful scream like the most ordinary man: "Ah..." This severe pain made him unable to hold the sharp knife in his hand, and fell not far away in front of me with a clang.

This knife is almost the same as the sharp knife wrapped in a cloth strip on the hands of Monkey Child.

Zhou Lin's first reaction was not to rush forward to take revenge, but to cover his crotch, turn his head and rush towards the back door. I stood up and wanted to chase, but the heads of those dead people that were bounced up were already entangled with us. The old Taoist stick was difficult to use, so he cooperated with the attack with his hands, and I sacrificed the sensation mirror and shouted "Infinite Heavenly Lord". The golden light condensed but did not dissipate, swept around the heads, and all fell to the ground and could not move.

At this time, Li Tangcheng rushed forward, spread his teeth and claws, and threw the slap of the mao Xiaodao to the ground.

Zamao Xiaodao was delayed, and the heads of several dead people were chewed on his legs and hands, and he let out a crazy scream. I hurriedly activated the mirror spirit in my hand to shake off the resentment in the heads of these dead people. Duoduo and fat insects were also helping us to deal with the dead people like locusts. Zamao Xiaodao and Li Tangcheng were choking each other, and a living person and a dead person were pinching each other. The fool knew what the result was. I used the mirror with my left hand and picked up the sharp knife that Zhou Lin fell on the ground with my right hand, picked up a knife flower, and stabbed Li Tanghe hard in the temple.

How hard is the human skull? I don’t know, but it’s hard to go deeper after just a short step.

I saw that Zamao Xiaodao's face was pinched and turned into purple. The hatred in my heart ignited in an instant. I gritted my teeth and pried hard. The sky's spiritual cover was actually opened by me. A large ball of brain mass burst out, and some of it flowed into Zamao Xiaodao's open mouth. While the red and white liquid flowed out, a black resentment also escaped from Li Tangcheng's head and flew to a high place. Duoduo's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he reached out to catch it tightly to prevent it from moving.

Zamao Xiaodao spitted out his brains desperately, and found a talisman from the Qiankun bag, bit his tongue, spit out a blood arrow, sprayed it on the talisman, and then threw it into the air. Duoduo knew it was powerful, throwing the black resentment into the talisman, but he dodged aside.

When the two touched each other, a faint blue and quiet flame emerged, burning the black resentment. I seemed to hear Li Tangcheng's crying and felt very uncomfortable. After a few seconds, the black resentment was completely transformed, and Li Tangcheng's vague shadow appeared in the air. He bowed deeply to me and Zamao Xiaodao, and then floated upwards to our heads.

The man has been saved and his soul returns to the Intestine Palace.

At this moment, the wife Jingling in my hand began to show her power, and cooperated with Duoduo and Fat Bug to clean up all the dead heads that were bouncing constantly in the kitchen. After finishing this, we were afraid that Zhao Zhonghua and Wan Yong who were holding the door would suffer losses, so we rushed out. However, when we opened the door, we did not meet Zhao Zhonghua, and Wan Yong lay on the ground, not knowing life and death.

I was wondering, searching for Zhou Lin's figure everywhere, and only heard the cold shout of Master Wan San from the other end of the wooden house: "I didn't expect that the Lord of the Great Honglu of Shennongjia, the evil spirit sect, actually lives in seclusion here and hurts people with hidden arrows. It's true that he is a villain as the legendary one!"
Chapter completed!