The wooden man also has flesh and blood like a real person, can feel pain and scream, which is not uncommon in the things made by the Taoist evil sect. Before she changed back to her original form, she was as alive as a real person. Fortunately, she was not made of steel, otherwise I almost knocked out my teeth.
But I knew that if I let go, this woman would become invisible, and that guy would immediately be beaten without fighting back. So I bit her finger tightly, because peach wood is hard and not easy to bite off. But the blood flowed from my mouth into my stomach. Damn, that was all cock comb blood!
The woman screamed in pain and pulled her hand back, pulling me off the bed. Her screams were quite loud, and I thought that Gu had just left, and I didn't want him to hear and come back to help. I quickly reached out and grabbed the bed sheet behind her and stuffed it into her mouth. The screams immediately turned into a faint "Mmmmm" sound. I saw that the bed sheet was still long, so I shook it up and wrapped it around her neck and arms.
But this woman was not easy to deal with. Seeing that she couldn't pull her fingers back and her arms were entangled in the sheets, she kicked me in the stomach. Damn it, this wasn't the first time I was kicked by her. Her kicks were so fierce that I felt my intestines were broken. The pain made me sweat coldly on my forehead, and I sobered up a little.
I endured the pain and pulled up the remaining sheets to wrap around her legs. Just as she was about to lift her feet, she immediately lost her balance and fell backwards, dragging me down with her. My tooth was almost pulled out.
After the woman was entangled in the bed sheet, I let go of her fingers and looked around. There was no sharp weapon, only two empty bottles on the coffee table. I held the two ends of the bed sheet tightly and dragged her to the coffee table. At this time, the woman broke the bed sheet with force and reached out to strangle my neck.
Damn it, why am I so unlucky that I always get pinched by the neck. My throat suddenly tightened and I couldn't breathe at all. My throat is made of real flesh and blood. If she had used a little more force, my throat would have been crushed. I hurriedly stretched my arm back, reached for a wine bottle, and swung it at her head.
With a "clang", the glass bottle broke into pieces, and glass shards splashed everywhere. Some of them even pierced my face, causing a burning pain.
The woman was hit on the head and bleeding, but she shook her head and her eyes widened, looking unaffected. However, she let go of my throat and stared at me closely, with a ferocious look of hatred on her face.
I was so worried. Although this woman was not invulnerable to swords and guns, she was fine even after being beaten to pieces.
The only weapon I have right now is a broken wine bottle. Even with the unbroken bottle, I can’t kill her!
I was stared at by her eyes, and I felt a chill in my heart. I thought that the word "spiritual" in "spiritual boy" and "spiritual girl" is mostly reflected in the eyes, which are the windows to the soul. Even though she is a wooden man, she is probably afraid of having her eyes attacked? Never mind, let's try it first. These thoughts flashed through my mind, and before the dead woman could make a move, I raised the remaining jagged and sharp bottle mouth and thrust it into her eye.
She was really scared, and quickly closed her eyes and rolled to the side. When I continued to stab her face with the bottle, this woman bent her knee and slammed it into my chest, which almost killed me. My breath was blocked in my chest, and I flew to the eight-immortal table, knocking it over.
A lighter happened to fall in front of her. No matter what it was, it was a life-saving straw, not to mention a thing that could light a fire. Wasn't she a wooden man? How could she be afraid of fire? After grabbing the lighter, she took a few deep breaths to smooth out her breath, and then flew over.
The woman cleverly dodged and got up from the ground, but the bed sheet was still stuffed in her mouth. I stuffed it in tightly and she didn't have time to pull it out. So I grabbed the bed sheet and lit it with a lighter, and quickly stabbed her foot with the broken bottle.
She shivered with pain and bent over to hit my hand, but when she bent over, her clothes touched the flames on the bed sheet and were quickly ignited. She was so scared that she ignored the pain in her feet and hurriedly used her hands to put out the flames on her body.
But the fire spread quickly all over her body, especially the cotton clothes, which had burning materials, so it was impossible to put it out with hands. In addition, the bed sheet burned quickly and burned into her mouth in an instant, causing her to scream again. At this moment, she was in pain and shock, and she had no time to deal with me at all, rolling on the ground like a living person.
I looked out the window and thought I couldn't let her scream. I endured the risk of getting burned, aimed at her mouth, turned the bottle over and put it in her mouth. It became a trumpet-shaped interface, and flames were still coming out from here. I blew hard at the interface, and the flames flew back, probably burning into her throat. I burned my vocal cords, and I can't let you scream!
Alas, if this were done to a living person, it would indeed be a bit cruel, but since it was done to the evil Liu Lingnv, we don't have to feel guilty about it.
The flames rushed back into her throat, and she screamed twice before her voice became hoarse, and then she could no longer scream. I continued to blow into her, and she was made of wood, and in an instant, a flame also emerged from her throat, and her body was burning from the inside. At first, she rolled and struggled, and it seemed particularly painful, which was shocking.
But within half a minute, her legs stretched out, and her body suddenly disappeared, revealing her original form, a two-inch-long wooden figure with flames still burning on it.
I sat down on the ground with a thud, and breathed a sigh of relief. I guess the talisman in her stomach was burned, so the mixed refining method of Liu Ling'er was broken. Fortunately, we didn't spend too much time, the sheets were burned to ashes, and the fire did not spread to the wooden house, but my clothes were burned with many holes, especially my hands, which were full of blisters.
After taking a few breaths, he looked at the burning wooden man, and suddenly an idea occurred to him: maybe it would be useful to keep it. He hurriedly dragged his tired body up and saw the bathtub in the northeast corner of the room, with the water inside still inside. He picked up a cup from the coffee table and scooped water over to put out the fire on the wooden man.
The wooden man was burnt all over, but there was no damage. It was still intact. I thought that this woman had an appointment with the man surnamed Gu to meet later. If I didn't go, the man surnamed Gu would definitely come back. I'm not afraid of dealing with this bastard, but I have to find out where my friend is imprisoned. At present, I can only think of Lu Fei in my mind. Although there are vague shadows of other people, I still can't remember who they are.
I plan to learn from the scholars' practice, restore the wooden man, use him for my own purposes, and blend into their group. Wouldn't it be easier for me to do my job then