Picking Heart Liu Spirit Body didn't have time to answer, and his face quickly twisted and deformed. He raised his hand, hugged his head in pain, opened his mouth wide, and let out a silent howl. Although he couldn't make a sound, his hideous expression and his violent eyes seemed to make one hear a heart-piercing scream in a trance.
Help.
Help! ! ! !
The shape of his lips twisted into an unbelievable arc, and bloodshots quickly spread all over his eyeballs. If the four chains hadn't tied him, he would have jumped up and committed suicide.
"Please... hurry... destroy me..."
It seems that the time limit for Picking Heart Willow to recover its sanity has come, and the spirit body of Picking Heart Willow struggles to no avail, only to see a black gas bursting out of the sword-casting pool, constantly ramming and attacking the flesh of the willow tree spirit body soaked in the pool. Time is in chains, and fireworks are scattered everywhere.
Chu nightning saw that the situation had changed, and quickly waved his sleeves to stop the disciple behind him, his face was sharp, and he asked Xiaoxin Liudao: "How to save you?"
Although the action of the pickling willow is slow, it can drive the molten iron of the sword-casting pool to form an ancient book of Cangjie in an instant.
"I'm going to lose my consciousness immediately. It's not my intention to hurt you and so on. I can't help you, and I can't go into details. Just tell you of the spells I know, and be careful..."
The molten iron changed suddenly.
"There are three techniques I am good at. The first is Nanke Yimeng. This is a nightmare technique. The recipient will get what they want in their drowsiness, and the dream will last forever. Because of this, even if someone's spiritual power is strong enough to perceive this is a scene. Hallucinations, will still be willing to indulge in them, never wake up.
The second is the Fascinating Mind Art, which uses the greed in people's hearts as a temptation to make them slaughter each other.
Third, the topping technique…”
However, at this time, his spiritual power had already been used to the extreme, and he could no longer mobilize the molten iron to form more words.
What kind of ability this pinching technique actually is, it is so unknown.
Picking the heart Liu struggled, and suddenly there was a burst of blood mist. He couldn't adjust the molten iron, but he still took his fingers and dipped the blood that burst out. Not reconciled.
"Master!" Seeing that Chu nightning was going to come forward, Xue Meng hurriedly pulled him, "Don't go, lest there be any fraud!"
Pinxin Liu was speechless, just hanging his finger dipped in blood, and suddenly, tears flowed out of his eyes.
Chu nightning: "... You want me to go there?"
Picking Liu nodded slowly.
"… "
"Master!"
Xue Meng wanted to stop it again, but Chu nightning shook his head at him, moved forward alone, came to the edge of the sword-casting pool, and handed over his hand.
Picking the heart Liu seems to be quite touched. He took a deep look at Chu nightning, struggling and waving the arm with the flesh and blood, as if to give a gift, and then he endured the great pain and grabbed Chu nightning. His hand trembled in the other's palm and wrote:
Draw lots, break the nightmare...
Don't - lose... heart... wisdom...
Nightmare... broken... robbery-destroy! !
Before the last word was out of the way, the pinching willow suddenly collapsed like a puddle of mud, fell back into the boiling sword casting pool, and disappeared.
At the same time, only a loud noise of "bang" was heard, and the sword-casting pool suddenly set off a huge crimson water wave, the rolling iron water burst into the air, and the nine dragon-shaped fire columns were vacated. He had to retreat to the back, and the firelight reflected on his dark eyebrows.
In the gushing molten iron column, four lottery cards suddenly appeared, hanging high in the air.
The teacher remembered what Xiaoxin Liu had ordered when he was sober, and quickly said: "This is... Is this the lottery that Xiaoxin Liu said?"
Seeing him approaching, Chu nightning stopped him: "Don't touch, go behind me."
Teacher: "Master..."
"With me here, it will be fine." Chu nightning said, "You can't take risks, when I finish drawing, you will come again."
The words were indifferent, and it seemed that there were no emotional ups and downs, but I heard the ink burning my heart. I don't know why, the Chu nightning in front of me suddenly overlapped with the ruthless person who looked coldly at the death of the apprentice in the previous life.
Since he can say such words, why can he stand by and watch the death of his apprentice in his previous life
Mo Ran suddenly felt that he seemed to have never understood the person Chu nightning.
He couldn't help but mutter: "Master..."
Chu nightning ignored them, raised his hand and took off one of the lottery tickets. The lottery was made of pale yellow jade pieces. He looked at the front and back sides and said lowly, "Huh?"
"What's wrong?" Xue Meng asked.
Chu nightning said: "There is no word on this signature."
"It's like this?" Xue Mengqi said, "Then I'll try it."
Each of the four lottery draws was drawn. The situation of Xue Meng and the teacher is exactly the same as that of Chu nightning. There is no text on the jade piece. The ink burned over his lot and suddenly opened his eyes:
"Pingguyu?"
The other three immediately cast their eyes on him, and Xue Meng frowned: "What is Dinguyu?"
The ink burned and poked his own sign: "It's written on it."
Xue Meng took a look and suddenly said angrily: "Bah! Did you read all the half you can recognize?"
"... It's a drip of blood." Chu nightning suddenly said.
He can read Cangjie ancient books in all probability, and if there are uncertain characters, he will not talk nonsense. Therefore, since he said that it is written on blood dripping, he will never admit it wrong.
The ink burned and said: "What does blood dripping mean?"
Chu nightning shook his head: "I don't know."
However, as if answering them, the towering dome of the arsenal of the gods suddenly rumbled and muffled, and a huge hourglass descended from the sky, with patina mottled all over its body. However, unlike the other hourglasses, it has a cross-shaped copper frame on it, and I don't know what it is for.
Chu nightning glanced at the hourglass, and then looked down at the signing in Mo Ran's hand.
Blood dripping.
In the blink of an eye, I suddenly understood what the so-called "drawing lots" meant. Chu nightning's color changed instantly, and he shouted sharply: "Ink burning, throw that sign away!"
Although I don't know what Chu Wanning means, the involuntary command almost made Mo Ran subconsciously do what he said.
But I don't know if I don't throw it. After throwing it, Mo Ran actually found that the jade lottery was attached to his palm by some force, and it couldn't be thrown away.
Chu nightning scolded secretly, and before he approached, he would exchange his lottery and ink burning. Unexpectedly, the rusty copper hourglass suddenly stretched out dozens of sharp thorn vines, hitting the ink!
"Get out of the way!"
"Master!!!"
"Master!"
In an instant, blood splattered, and at a critical juncture, Chu nightning pushed the ink away with a palm, and the thorn vines were like arrows through Lin Yu, all of them plunged into the flesh and blood of Chu nightning.
Mo Ran is now in the shape of a teenager, and naturally it can't resist the blow of Chu nightning. He was pushed back and fell to the ground. But the sound of the body tearing is so clear and terrifying, and the almost distorted voices of Xue Meng and Shi Mei are so sharp and piercing.
impossible.
how is this possible…
That's Chu Wanning, the one who beat him and scolded him and never gave him a good look. It's the Chu Wanning who watched his apprentice die in front of him for his own strength. Chu Wanning, who said "bad character and difficult quality", is the one...
The ink burned and raised his head.
In the chaos, he saw the man's blood splashing three feet, the sharp and dense thorn vines penetrated from the man's back, and then stabbed out from the front. hit place. The old injury has not healed, the fascia is feared to rupture again, and the blood is blurred.
It's that... It's the Chu nightning who took his own body in the coffin to protect him, and was pierced by sharp claws and kept silent...
It was the Chu nightning who hid under the stone bridge and secretly released the formation to shelter everyone from the wind and rain, but did not dare to show up.
It's that, after the death of the teacher in the previous life, in order to make him feel in the mood to eat something, Chu Wanning who clumsily went to the kitchen to outflank his hands.
He was the one who had a bad temper, a bad mouth, was afraid of suffering from taking medicine, and coughed when he took spicy food. He was the one he was most familiar with.
It was that person, he often couldn't remember caring, gritted his teeth in hatred, but felt so pitiful...
Chu nightning.
Evening Ning…
"Master!!" The ink burned and shouted, and he even crawled towards Chu Wanning, "Master!!!"
"Your sign..." Chu nightning raised his hand tremblingly, his face was pale, but his eyebrows were still sharp, "change it to me..."
He stretched out the palm of the burning ink, and spread the wordless lottery that he had drawn by himself. The arm that was shaking slightly because of the pain was raised with difficulty and slowly.
Chu nightning's eyes are very bright, very determined, and covered with a layer of water vapor.
"Quick, give it to me!"
The ink burned and didn't even get up. He knelt down and came to Chu nightning, and looked at the terrible wounds that he turned out of his flesh and blood at a loss.
"No... Master..."
"Master!!"
Xue Meng and Shi Yan wanted to come over, Chu nightning seemed to hate the look of iron and steel, and swayed a barrier and slammed the two of them away. Then sternly said: "God asks!!!"
Tianwen came out in response, and cut off the dozens of sharp rattans that stabbed Chu Wanning!
But the rattan is not a common thing, and Chu nightning can clearly feel that they are swallowing his spiritual power between his flesh and blood. There is no other way, but silver teeth clenched tightly, raised his hand to hold the broken branch, and with a cruel heart, he suddenly pulled out the vine branch!
In an instant, blood surged!
Chu nightning threw the broken branch away, took a breath, and clicked on his spiritual veins and acupuncture points to temporarily stop the blood loss. Then a pair of black shiny eyes stared at the ink, and said dumbly: "Give it to me."
"Master..."
"Exchange your lottery for me! I'll exchange it with you!" Chu nightning said sharply.
At this time, the ink burned also understood what the so-called "blood dripping" meant. Gou Chen's brutal law laid down millions of years ago is similar to the way he tortured Chu Wanning in his previous life.
Sure enough, no matter the gods, demons or ghosts, the vicious and out-of-the-box ideas are all so close.
Blood dripping.
It is to replace the fine sand with human blood, replace the running water, and pour it into the drip for timing.
The blood is drained, time is over.
When he was crowned stepping on the fairy in his last life, he didn't just use Chu nightning to make a trickle. He wanted Chu nightning to watch him step on the head of the immortals with his own eyes, and he wanted Chu nightning's blood to flow in front of him bit by bit. why
However, in this life, before the blood dripped under the Gouchen cloth.
Chu nightning is willing to take the initiative to use his safe signing as an exchange, he is willing to walk on the copper frame for himself, he...
The ink burned the whole heart in chaos.
He couldn't even think.
how could this be...
How could this be so! !
The copper dripper missed a hit and didn't bind anyone, and once again waved the vine branches, trying to attack the second wave.
Chu nightning looked at him, and the waves in his eyes trembled slightly.
He was pale in pain and gasped slightly: "Ink burning, you... you are obedient, give it to me."
"… "
"Hurry up..." Chu nightning's face was as white as the new snow under the moon, "... Do you still want me to block the second attack for you?!"
"Master..."
Fujiliu pounced again.
Mo Ran raised his hand to sign at that moment, and Chu nightning also stretched out his hand without thinking.
Unexpectedly, when the palms were about to touch, there was a bright light in the ink burning eyes. He almost quickly closed his palms, and backhanded the unsuspecting Chu nightning behind him, that is, at the same time, the second wave of vine willows When it hit, the ink burned up, and the boy's body was instantly engulfed by the willow vines, dragged to the copper dripping.
"Ink burning!!"
Dozens of willow vines entangled him, clustering him on the gallows and binding him tightly. The ink burned his face and glanced at Chu Wanning, his lips moved.
Chu nightning's eyes suddenly widened.
The sound of the burning ink is not too loud, but he can hear it clearly and will never be wrong.
The ink burned and said: "Master, I'm really not... Inferior quality is hard to change..."
So, can you please, don't give up on me.
—
But in the second half of the sentence, there is no way to say it. In the previous life, he wanted to say but did not say it, and in this life, it was too late.
Chu night Ning would not give up on him, he no longer sees it as important.
I just don't want to owe this person.
He is very stupid, and he can't figure out his feelings for Chu nightning, and he doesn't want to make it more confusing.
In this life, the ink burns and thinks, what I care about, and what I care about, will only be the teacher.
The reason why I don't want to exchange signings with Chu Wanning, I just don't want to be favored by this person for no reason, I just don't want to...
I don't want to see Chu Wanning's blood dry again.
He Mo Weiyu is not like a stubborn stone, the happiest thing in his life is that someone is willing to be kind to him.
A little bit better, and he can smile with bright eyes.
If it is very good, then let him die, which is also willing.
In the dense rattan, suddenly revealed a shining sword.
At first glance, the sword looked like a divine martial art. Although it was clumsy, it had an awe-inspiring heroism. There are two hoop edges on the left and right; the teeth of the sword are like thorns; the sword grid is narrow and inlaid with the relief sculpture of the bull head and the dragon body.
The ink burned only had time to see the word "Gou Chen" on the sword, and even "Shanggong" couldn't see it all. This sword belonging to the God of Ten Thousand Soldiers pierced straight into his chest.
The blood flowed out in an instant and flowed into the drip.
At the same time, the arsenal of the gods suddenly lowered a curtain of splashing water, separating Mo Ran and Chu Wanning. Everyone was blocked by the sudden torrent.
The teacher shouted: "A burning!! Ah burning!"
The turbulent water curtain obscured their sight, so that they could not see the ink burning behind them. Chu nightning wanted to break into the water several times, but was pushed out by the mad current again and again, and in the end he was all wet. It was clear, the dark eyebrows were on the anxious face, and the lips were tragic and colorless.
Chu nightning said hoarsely:
"Ink burns!"
It wasn't too loud, but it was shaking violently. He didn't realize it himself, but the teacher was suddenly shocked, looked at him sideways, but saw that the always calm and calm master was drenched in embarrassment, the long and thick eyelashes were trembling, and there was a trace of uncontrollable concern in his expression. .
Seeing him calling Tianwen, his brows were violent, like a bowstring stretched to the extreme. The teacher was uneasy, he grabbed him and shouted: "Master, don't go! You can't get in!"
Chu nightning ignored him, his eyes were sharp as blades, silently propped up a barrier, and insisted on moving forward. But that water curtain contains the spiritual power of Jin Chengchi, not only can't be penetrated, but sharp like ten thousand arrows, piercing the muscles and bones.
He was seriously injured the previous time, and now he was hit by such a strong shock, and he couldn't stand up. Although he held his chest and endured it, he couldn't help it. He knelt down on one knee with a pale face, and the wound on his back was completely torn. Bright red blood splattered.
The teacher's face couldn't tell whether it was splashed water or tears, and said sadly: "Master! You - why are you so hard..."
"What's the problem? If the person behind the water curtain is you, it's Xue Meng" Chu nightning said sharply, "I will..."
He was in so much pain that he frowned, unable to speak.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sword light suddenly slashed out from behind the water curtain, tearing the mighty curtain in half like scratching tofu.
The sword qi was extremely sharp, and the position was not biased. It was exactly where the teacher stood. Seeing that it was about to hit him, Chu nightning waved his sleeves violently and used all his spiritual power to drop a guardian enchantment. Keeping the teacher firmly under the enchantment, he was too exhausted and choked out a mouthful of blood stasis.
A tall and clear male voice slowly sounded, echoing in the arsenal of the gods:
"I am the God of War, Gou Chen Shanggong, how frivolous you and Xiaoxiao trespassed into the forbidden area of Shenwu!"
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Today's Small Theater "What did everyone buy on Double Eleven"
Ink burning: oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, beautiful dishes, cute pots, delicious snacks
Teacher: Everyone is buying things. At this time, if I place an order, I will add another workload to the courier brother. Although I don’t buy it alone, it will not change the overall situation. .
Xue Meng: Clothes, hand guards, hairbands, hair buckles, full hardcover version of "The Road After Genius Twenty Years Old"
Chu Wanning: "How to Improve One's IQ" full hardcover version (Note: Please send the address to Mo Weiyu, the dormitory of the disciples of the top of life and death, please remain anonymous, thank you)
Show your face to the two who have not officially appeared but whose names appear in the supporting role column~ You can probably guess a little bit of character 23333
Mei Hanxue: Bulk purchase of 300 pairs of jade pendants for couples, 500 embroidery sachets, and 5,000 sets of voluntary small commodity wholesale boutique hair accessories
Ye Wangxi: Don't buy it.