Chapter 1396

Chapter 1396

Zi La La!

Just when everyone thought Hou Meng was about to break Tang Yu's deception, they saw Hou Meng put his hands into the oil pan, and the boiling hot oil in the oil pan boiled even more.

In full view of everyone, Hou Meng's hands were fried at terrible high temperatures, making a sizzling sound that was extremely frightening.

"ah!!!"

His hands were violently blasted by hot oil. Hou Meng couldn't bear the pain anymore. He couldn't care about his image as a master and screamed out.

Swish——

Under the severe pain, Hou Meng quickly took his hands out of the oil pan. What was extremely shocking was that in just a few seconds, Hou Meng's hands were blown to pieces, and even the air was filled with a smell. A strange smell of meat.

"My hands, my hands!"

After stretching out his hands, Hou Meng's face turned pale in pain, and bean-like sweat continued to drip down his forehead.

He really couldn't understand why Tang Yu had nothing to do with washing his hands in a frying pan, but when he washed his hands in a frying pan, the hot oil almost killed him.

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Fortunately, he has extraordinary internal strength. If he hadn't used his internal strength to dispel the hot oil on his hands in time, I'm afraid his hands would have become useless.

"Senior Hou!" Liang Bo shouted loudly when he saw Hou Meng's miserable condition.

"Failed? Hou Meng's oil pan failed to wash his hands? This...how is this possible?"

"Hey, darling, isn't this a trick? So how did Tang Yu do it?"

"What a ghost, what a ghost!"

The Nanliang mission was instantly in chaos, and countless people looked at Tang Yu with eyes as frightened as if they had seen a ghost.

Chen Longhu, who had made the loudest noise just now, was stunned and said: "Hou Meng failed to wash his hands in oil? What on earth happened?"

You must know that Hou Meng is a master at the ninth level of the Martial Arts Emperor, and Tang Yu's strength is comparable to that of Hou Meng.

Who would have thought that Tang Yu succeeded in washing his hands in the oil pan, while Hou Meng's hands were almost fried into pig's trotters.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!" Emperor Qi couldn't help but laugh and praised.

Just now, he thought that Tang Yu was using a blind trick, but when he saw Hou Meng's oil pan failed to wash his hands, he was shocked.

"Awesome, Your Highness, you are awesome!" Wu Song was as excited as if he had been given blood.

Ye Nantian was stunned and said: "Your Highness is truly a god!"

"Your Highness, he is so awesome!" Zhao Yun said with sincere admiration.

"This guy..." Chen Yuqi's beautiful eyes exuded a strange ripple.

Liang Bosheng was afraid that something might happen to Hou Meng, so he hurriedly shouted: "Imperial doctor, imperial doctor, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

This time when he came to Northern Qi, Liang Bo specially brought an old doctor from the Nanliang royal family to be sure, and the old doctor quickly stepped forward to bandage Hou Meng.

"How is my hand?" Hou Meng asked with a pale face after a few minutes.

The old doctor said truthfully: "Fortunately, you are very powerful and used your internal strength to protect your hands in time. If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid these hands would have been disabled long ago! Don't worry too much. You just suffered some skin trauma and need to rest." It’ll be fine after a while!”