A Xin's body was full of blood mist, and the air in his lungs was spit out under the force of the smoke, and his mouth could only be like a fish out of the water, opening and closing weakly and coughing weakly.
"Oh... old man... oh..." Annie was so anxious that her eyes were full of tears, she held her face and stared at the bone mist with pleading eyes. The meaning couldn't be more obvious: "People like him, Anne is good Heartache! The old man can spare him..."
Bone mist naturally knew the thoughts of "daughter". He turned his head and turned his back to the witch mother, and squeezed his eyes at Annie. The smoke that constituted the body was rippling on his chest, condensed into a line of small characters, and then the line of characters quickly again. The ground dissipated.
But this short moment was enough for Annie, who had been with him for a long time, to receive a message that made her feel at ease.
The content of the small print is: "Don't worry, silly girl, I have a plan to fight with this baby. When the day is successful, I promise my father that I will be a matchmaker for you two little guys at that time!"
What kind of character is the chief tyrant Bone Mist Old Beard? The promise he made to Annie, who is as close as his daughter, is more credible than anything in this world!
The smoke guarantee letter made by this line of bone fog himself, like a magic charm written by the celestial master, was suddenly attached to Annie's forehead, turning the crying expression into a peach blossom-like smile.
"Ah...Little handsome guy...If you have an old man to help me, you won't be able to escape in this life~~ I will definitely love you so much... well... I will kill you again after a long, long time... throw it away
Annie's hand holding the blade whip was itchy, soaked in sweat of joy.
She quickly disappeared with a frightened expression on her face. Instead, her smile was full of impatient, but she resisted the desire to possess, stretched out her heart-wrenching tongue and licked her red lips like the same head. The hungry female leopard stared at Ashin like a plump prey under her claws.
On the other hand, Wan Ezhan collapsed to the ground, with a look of dignity and anguish: "Asshole... asshole... Go to death!" His expression suddenly stagnated: "Enlightenment!" He clenched the butcher knife and sword with his trembling hands. Spin backwards and stab at one's own abdomen!
This wicked official wants to commit suicide by cutting his belly!
"Snapped"
"Clang!"
Attacks from two different angles, the rolled blade whip and the past pipe, respectively hit the veins and cheeks of Wan Evil Sword.
His forearm was hit by a sharp whip in the acupuncture point, and he was so painful that he dropped his butcher knife on the ground. The potholes face was severely swiped by the pipe, and the whole person was beaten up and down.
Wan Evil was stunned, and said miserably: "Why? Annie... even you, old man! You all have to take away my last dignity as a samurai!?"
Annie withdrew the blade whip, with a look of disgust: "I know the idiot who hacked people! Who has never suffered a loss in your life? Do you think you are a god? Even if you are a god, the Jade Emperor will still be beaten to heaven by his grandson!" She Angrily flicking the blade whip, it seems that I still want to slash all evil a few more times. "Furthermore, you are an evil official, and your life and flesh are already the lord's thing! As long as the master does not speak, you have no right. End your life by yourself! You are just the property of the old man, don't let him lose his property casually?! If you lose and you will die, why didn't you die when the old man accepted it? It has caused me all these years. Follow behind you to clean up the mess! Look at you for so good!"
"Goo..." Annie was robbed of white, and the evil face was like a neon light, red, orange, red, green, blue and purple, all colors went up and strolled.
Bone Mist was still that steel face, and his black beard was shaking: "This stinky boy! I just cured you old man, but I'm not in the mood to help you again! You little guys are really unfilial, don't just be casual. Just give me trouble for the old man!" He pointed at Wan Evil with his pipe: "You...Look at her Anne, and you look at yourself! It's really awkward! You have been talking to the old man for almost four hundred years. , Why can't you learn a little bit? Alas!!" His eyes flashed with concern and condemnation, like an old father who hates iron and steel.
Wan Ezhan was blushing by the two people talking, he scratched his head frantically and shouted: "Ahhh! What a trouble! I almost forgot that I can't die without the father's consent! No matter what, I'm going to sleep!" He reached out and touched. His face immediately sank where his fingers touched, and he jumped in pain, and couldn't help complaining: "Ah! My face was broken again..."
Although Wan Ezhan pretended to be nonchalant in front of the crowd, a painful expression immediately appeared in his eyes as soon as he turned around holding the butcher knife. When he walked in front of Zhou Xinyi, according to the etiquette of the Tyrant Club, the evil minister should greet Zhou Xinyi, who is a tyrant.
What Wan Ezhan hated most was the "troublesome thing" of etiquette, but with his temperament, he would never go to laugh and fight Zhou Xinyi like Annie. So I had no choice but to bite the bullet and salute unwillingly: "Your tyrant of soul-controlling! You..."
Wan Ezhan paused inexplicably, because he found that this soul-controlling tyrant was looking at A Xin with a strange and serious look, as if he was going to use his own eyes to gouge out some precious things from the underworld executioner. same.
(SOGA...I heard that if the soul-controlling tyrant's ability is used on humans, it will have very powerful results! Does she want to kill that kid? No! The old man said that you can’t kill this kid! Whether you are a tyrant! , As long as you dare to make trouble for the old man, you will cut it all!) Thinking of this, Wan Ezhan stared at Zhou Xinyi's white jade neck and pulled out a butcher knife.
In fact, it is just a brutal and reckless man who has no sense of other people's emotions. If he looked more closely, he would find that Zhou Xinyi's gaze was out of focus. Although she was staring at Ashin, she was also confused as if looking at a very distant place.
That kind of posture is basically a standard daze, but Wan Ezhan mistakenly thought that Zhou Xinyi wanted to kill Axin...
At this moment, the power of Mount Tai suddenly surrounded him, and the air around Ten Thousand Evil Slash seemed to freeze suddenly. That kind of power is not as violent as Ashin’s violent, but it is full of irresistible ghostly aura, it’s almost as if it’s giving a "no movement" order to All Evil Slayer, and his surprised expression is also firmly sealed together. Not in the ice crystals.
This is a higher-level skill of the flowing water enchantment, which entangles the flowing water enchantment on someone else's body, thereby completely confining the other person's body.
The evil mother’s spiteful eyes made Wan Evil cut her bones. She proudly squinted at Wan Evil: "Ant...What do you want to do? The growth of the Lishun Tree requires her power. Do you want to destroy my plan?"
Wan Ezhan has been "frozen" and can't even blink his eyes, let alone respond with a voice
Bone Mist suddenly let out a harsh laugh: "Hehehehe... wicked kid, your trouble that loves to cause trouble... you really don't change it after you teach it..."
The witch's eyes jumped at the sound of bone mist!
(This bone mist... while shooting at people, while dripping water to guard me, when I just wanted to kill this grimace wogo, it threatened me. The more I look at it, the more difficult it feels...)
The witch waved her hand as if to chase away a bug, and flew to one side to disintegrate in a sealed manner.
The Evil Slayer inside regained his freedom, knowing that he was not strong enough, and was being taught by Bone Mist, so he didn't dare to make a mistake. He held the butcher knife in a whisper, walked to a far place and sat down cross-legged, staring at this side with hateful eyes. The gritted expression seemed to say: "Okay, okay! I'll kill you sooner or later!"
Where does the magic mother put this unlucky ghost who makes a lot of ugliness in her eyes? She only cares about the growth of the Lishun Tree, so she will never allow any factors that are not conducive to the Lishun Tree to appear.
The witch looked at Zhou Xinyi with a look of visitation. After experiencing the vicissitudes of life, she naturally saw through Zhou Xinyi's subtle state, but she did not expose it, because she did not know: Ashin and Zhou Xinyi, and the complicated past between the Tyrant Club.
What's more, what the witch is thinking is more important things: (Does this little girl know that human kid? Huh... to build the corpse and souls of the Lihun tree, it needs her suppression, other than that I don’t concern!)
And Zhou Xinyi's heart was nothing but white panic. From the moment Ashin appeared, her spiritual world was torn apart by something heartbreaking. That face made her utterly innocent, and it made her extremely confused and painful! She wanted to throw Ashin onto her body and cry loudly, but she was deeply puzzled why there was such an impulse, so her heartache was so painful
Zhou Xinyi is already in a world full of confusion and heartbreak, and her consciousness is sinking into a dark abyss that is firmly sealed...
Turn around and look at Ashin, his body now resembles a fountain, with overflowing blood gurgling from the wound.
Annie was so shocked that even the flames that burned her whole body and mind were cold.
Because before the bone fog, I used strange smoke to cut through the two brachial arteries of Ashin!
The brachial artery, one of the most important arteries in the human body, has only five in the entire body. If any one of them is pierced without immediate rescue action, it will cause the death of a strong man in a very short time.
It only takes ten seconds at the fastest time!
But Ashin was already in that state, for more than five minutes!
This is not the most terrifying. Annie made a rough calculation. As of now, the blood flowing from the large and small wounds on his body is more than four times the size of him!
how can that be
Is his body... constantly producing new blood to replenish the lost amount
How could there be such a terrible physique? !
What is he? !
Even the always icy magic mother gradually realized the weirdness of Ashin, and cast her sharp and cold eyes on this "human cub"!
Compared to Annie's shock and the magic mother's surprise, Bone Mist was not shaken by Ashin's abnormality in the slightest.
On the contrary, in his azure blue triangular eyes, there was a gleam of uncertainty.
It's like a scientific lunatic who is very satisfied with the results of the experiment, and is constantly recording any subtle performance of the "guinea pig".
Annie understands what the appearance of Bone Mist means: Old man, I have learned a lot... The legend is really true... The armor of the gods is really great... (End of this chapter)