"Oh, damn XXXX..."

I was so incoherent that Yu Xiang Rou Shi said something, and the preface that was swearing like a code was inconsistent with the words.

"Calm calm!"

Yu Xiang's pork shredded pork expression was still calm the previous second, and the next second, he slapped the table in shock and shouted: "Brother! He asked me how I want to die! He wants to kill me! Help! He killed someone!"

Oh my mother! Can your reaction arc be longer?!

I looked at the fragrant shredded pork with contempt and discussed with Gou Changzai again, "That's what, this one doesn't count, let's do another one."

"no!"

Gou Changzai was serious and decisive in rejecting my request. He was serious and asked viciously in an abnormal tone: "Did you send someone to make trouble outside on purpose? The man who called out the soul was to repay the kindness of the king of Zhichen. It has nothing to do with me, so you can't kill him!"

"Who killed him?"

My face also became cold, and I quietly searched for props used to release red flags in my space backpack.

"I don't want to kill you!"

Gou Chang seemed a little depressed, and kept tapping the table with his middle finger, as if he was thinking reluctantly in some aspects.

"Then you have to kill him?"

I turned my head with my eyebrows and eyes straight, pointed at Yu Xiang's shredded pork, and shouted loudly at all costs.

"I came to him just to kill him."

Gou Chang said the truth without thinking: "Zheng Guang, you should know that his heavenly soul belongs to the worry-free soul, and has a good talisman effect on the resurrection of His Highness Zhichen. After I let His Highness eat His Highness, His Highness actually had a trace of consciousness. Then I caught fish in the sea and found this guy whose real name was Yu Me. His heavenly soul belongs to the extreme evil soul, which is a higher level than Zheng Guang's after Wuyou. For His Highness, it is a great tonic for His Highness. If you eat his heavenly soul, His Highness will have hope of resurrection in the true sense."

No! Judging from the meaning of his words, King Zhichen should have left some souls, at least not completely dead. This means that his soul has not been reincarnated, so I absolutely cannot be his reincarnation.

Does it mean that I just look like him?!

Damn it! I think about it carefully, is it scary? This is just that I think too much, and I am scared to death. How could a big man be so unlucky to be like me?

So I calmed down and silently ran my Taoist practice: "You must not kill him today. He is my younger brother. I can't watch him die!"

"I used to be your brother!"

The crazy Gou Changzai stood up excitedly, stepped over the table and grabbed my neck, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"But I don't know you!"

I was at a loss and tried all my strength to break away from him. The loneliness that I said from nowhere occupied my heart and did not dare to face it head-on for a moment.

"I'm going to kill him today! For King Zhichen! For you, too!"

Gou Chang has lost the cultivation he had maintained before, and he is like an extremely lunatic who has been hopelessly crazy.

"No, he can't die!"

I became even more stubborn. While standing up and roaring, I summoned the remaining monkeys in the space backpack, and I had a good idea to hold them in my hand.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

Three dull and orderly drums sounded on the side of the fish-scented pork shreds, echoing throughout the house. Even the gamblers who had not noticed the situation here put down their cigarette bottles or woke up from the wind. A person who kept his eyes focused on the fragrant pork shreds.

"Dong!"

Yu Xiang slowly removed the drum bag, pulled out the donkey skin drum and the three-inch drum whip, and replaced it with a drum whip to hit the donkey skin drum with a drum whip. The sound made this time was essentially different from what it was just now, and it filled the head with deafening.

Gou Changzai and I, who were closest to him, were trembling with shock.

"Brother! I've done it for him!"

Yu Xiang's pork scattered harsh words, then raised his hand and whipped Gou Changzai's head without any mercy.

"Hold!"

I was a little trembling by his sudden change, so I quickly took two steps back, aimed the monkey in my hand at Gou Changzai, slightly released my palm, and the naturally burning monkey came out with the flow, flew towards Gou Changzai with the unique sound of breaking through the air.

"Swish swish swish!"

"Smack!"

The monkey ran into the sky and exploded when it caught Gou Changzai. The explosion caused Gou Chang to not react for a while and let the whip fall on his head.

"Bang!"

Gou Chang was lost in his eyes when he was whipped.

I seized the opportunity and summoned the watermelon knife in my hand, and slashed with one sword and was always there.

"Read!"

I have tried the power of Yuxiang's pork shredded whip. That guy can be said to be an excellent control skill, which will cause a certain amount of dizziness. After all, I saw meteors passing by at the beginning. But I didn't expect Gou Chang to be confused for a second, then quickly reacted, pinched into a sword finger with one hand, lifted his leg without any problems, kicked the table with one foot, and retreated for more than half a meter with the reaction force.

Easily use the table to block my life-threatening knife.

"throat!"

The overturned table hit me, and I wanted to resist, but I was pushed by the table so hard that I almost couldn't hold the knife in my hand.

"This pussy is a bit awesome!"

I didn't pay attention to the image and reminded Yu Xiang's pork ribs very loudly, because the main door is now open and there is no one around him!

"Hold!"

Yu Xiang scolded and cursed without giving in. As if she was desperate, she hit the donkey-skin drum with a whip and sang the divine lyrics: "The Hu family is the leader, the Huang family is the pioneer, the long python is the station, and the grief is the hall. He picked up the King of Wen's drum with his left hand and the whip with his right hand..."

The dumb and dumb two people resounded through the sky, and it was a little brighter than the sound of the monkey exploding. Yu Xiang's mouth was sweating so fast that others couldn't understand what he was singing.

The effect was that the gamblers present, including Gou Changzai, covered their ears with their hands, squatted in half, and resisted the noise created by Yu Xiang's shredded flesh with a ferocious look. Some even became extremely manic, and they were about to lose their nerve consciousness. They looked as if they had turned into an evil ghost in hell.

I formed a sword finger with my left hand and put it on my lips. I opened my mouth and cut my middle finger and index finger with sharp tiger teeth. I donated blood and burst into my mouth. Then I applied blood to the watermelon blade in a straight line. My mind automatically filtered out the formulas of fighting, and used blood to consecrate the sword. I lifted the knife up and shouted quickly: "Five plagues and seven vils, I can kill them. Who dares to refuse, and how dares to lose? Fengdu kills the body, Beidou kills corpses. The magic sword is used, and all ghosts disappear. Hurry up as the law."

"Click..."

The watermelon knife given by the system mother has something unusual in itself. At this moment, it actually absorbed my blood, causing a dark red light to flash, just like what was written in a fantasy novel, and a muddy sword light flashed.

"ah!"

Gou Changzai's eyes wide open, forcibly stood up straight, his hands left his ears, crossed them on his chest, and then a tiny yin energy passed through his chest. In the next moment, a virtual hat similar to an official hat was formed on the top of his head. The hat was engraved with two large golden characters, which was a secret misfortune!

"Dingdang!"

I slashed his chest with a knife, but was blocked by a transparent barrier that came from nowhere, making me unable to get in any more.

"I'm for your own good!"

Gou Chang was gasping heavily, his chest was fluctuating violently, and even spitting out water when he spoke, and his hat became more and more substantial.

Moreover, I feel that using things is shackles him, so that he cannot lose his powerful and profound Taoist practice and barely maintain the status quo.

What to do? Since that's the case, I feel that I can't beat him!

"Plop!"

I was stunned for less than three seconds. The second man in the masked King of Hell who struggled out of the mud of fragrant meat-sliced ​​divine words, threw me to the ground like a hungry tiger pounced on the food, and his big fist hit me hard on the forehead.

...

The sleepy fat man Fang was woken up by Lao Zhou: "Don't sleep! I just listened to the sound of firecrackers! It must be a signal Xiao Yizi said!"

"What's wrong?"

Fatty Fang was ignorantly rubbing his right eyelid that was always jumping.

"Damn it! The guy is scouting it! Go in and chop people!"

After shouting the phone, Lao Zhou got out of the car and took out a 70-centimeter-long pure black knife from the trunk, which looked like a Tang sword.

Old Zhou, holding a knife, strided heavily and rushed to the yard with murderous intentions.
Chapter completed!