"no no……!"
As the blind old monk screamed in despair, Gui Yingsheng threw him directly to the ground.
Or venting all kinds of anger, Gui Yingsheng began to bite every part of the blind old monk's body wantonly.
As time passed by, the blind old monk was already torn to pieces and his flesh and blood were blurred.
Gui Yingsheng also experienced a qualitative change. The black energy on his body slowly dissipated, and his eyes that glowed with blood slowly faded, returning to a pair of clear and bright eyes.
The original livid and ferocious look disappeared, and what appeared in front of me now was a cute baby.
The baby was crawling on top of the blind old monk's bloody body, but his body was so clean and not stained by any filth.
The baby turned his head and looked at me, his eyes showing great gratitude.
The baby opened his mouth and smiled at me...
Then, it slowly faded in front of my eyes, and finally disappeared completely...
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"Gululu...ah...!"
The blind old monk did not expect to be so tenacious. He almost lost his human appearance and was still lingering on.
Although he wasn't directly bitten to death by the ghost infant, it looks like he won't live much longer, so in my opinion, it's up to him to decide when to die.
"Old bald donkey, you are going to have this day too. Considering the relationship between master and apprentice, I can't bear to see you in such pain, so let me, your dear apprentice, give you a ride!"
As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of Gu insects surged like a tide, submerging the blind old monk's body into it.
Just like what the blind old monk promised before, when the wave of Gu worms recedes, not even the bones and dregs are left.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but smack my tongue. I didn't expect Xue Nanfeng to be so cruel. The blind old monk was obviously already dead, and he still wanted to make up for it with a ruthless knife. This can be seen from this. The human heart is so vicious, in comparison, his slight kindness is already so insignificant.
After the blind old monk was eaten up, Xue Nanfeng walked towards me.
"The old bald donkey is dead, and he deserves it. For the sake of our family ties, please give me the soul-capturing mirror!"
I was stunned when I heard this. I didn't expect that at this time, he, Xue Nanfeng, had not forgotten the soul-capturing mirror.
"Impossible, you should give up on this idea. I will never give you the soul-capturing mirror. Now I will destroy it!"
"No, I beg you, brother, please give me the soul-capturing mirror!" Xue Nanfeng said to me in a pleading tone.
I shook my head mechanically, firming up my decision. No one could stop me from destroying the telescope at the moment.
I brought the soul-tending mirror to my eyes, wanting to take a good look before destroying it.
I had only seen a rough shape before or in the woman's hand, but now I felt how different it was when I held it in my hand.
The front of the soul-capturing mirror seemed to be sealed with a layer of red fire paint, and the color seemed to be something like cinnabar.
Perhaps because it has been too long, the cinnabar on the surface of the soul-capturing mirror has fallen off.
And in the mirror where it fell off, there was a faint blue-white light, and you could even see the blue-white light slowly condensing into terrifying faces.
No blue and white ghost has come out from the beginning to the end, or maybe it was frightened by me before.
I feel very lucky for this. Fortunately, those green and white ghosts don't dare to come out again. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have a second pendant to resist them.
The fire paint on the surface of the soul-capturing mirror may be a seal that seals the strange existence in the soul-capturing mirror. It is now on the verge of being unsealed. If it falls into Xue Nanfeng's hands and the seal is completely unlocked, , what terrible things will happen is simply unimaginable.
Turning the soul-capturing mirror over, the back side is much simpler. The only eye-catching thing is the pattern of a flower, but that flower looks so weird. If it were not a flower with its name, it would be more like The flower of the underworld, the flower of the other shore, is said to bloom on the banks of the River Styx.
I don't know what kind of evil person this soul-capturing mirror was made by, but now it is about to be destroyed by my Dragon Claw.
After briefly inspecting his remains, I casually placed the soul-capturing mirror in the dragon-detecting claw of my other hand.
Goodbye, Soul-tending Mirror!
In less than a second, the soul-capturing mirror will be mercilessly grabbed into a ball of scrap copper and scrap metal by the dragon's claws. But what I didn't expect was that at the moment I was about to take action, a figure suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. It flashed by, and when I lowered my head and looked at my dragon-detecting claw, it was already empty.
Turning his head and looking around, he saw a fat guy holding the soul-capturing mirror in one hand, standing there shaking his body and muttering something to himself.
"Fat man!" I exclaimed.
Because the alms bowl was destroyed, Gui Yingsheng also completely disappeared, causing all the black energy on Fatty Wang and Chen Qiuyu to dissipate completely.
I thought that Fatty Wu was so weak before that it might take a long time to wake up, but I didn't expect that he would wake up so quickly.
Just wake up when you wake up. Why did he want to snatch the soul-capturing mirror from my hand? And what was he mumbling about?
"Fat man, don't make trouble. Give me that bronze mirror. That thing is very evil and must be destroyed!"
I explained to Fatty Wu, thinking that maybe this guy thought that the soul-capturing mirror was well-made and old and could be worth a lot of money, so he didn't want me to ruin it just like that, so he grabbed it.
That was what I was thinking at the time, so I opened my mouth to explain it to him.
But what I said was obviously talking to a bull. He was obviously only three to five meters away from me, but he seemed not to hear me and was still mumbling.
As Fatty Wu muttered for a while, I unexpectedly discovered that the soul-capturing mirror once again shot out streaks of blue-white light. With the sudden burst of light, the cinnabar fire paint sealed on the surface of the soul-capturing mirror began to fade one by one. fall off.
"Xie Dongzi, stop my uncle, this is a blood sacrifice!"
Chen Qiuyu stood up with strong support and shouted at me.
At this moment, I finally understood why Fatty Wu didn't respond at all to my words, because he was already lost in his mind.
As for what the blood sacrifice that Chen Qiuyu said meant, I didn't even have time to ask. I immediately stepped towards Fatty Wu and rushed towards him, extending my dragon-detecting claw towards the soul-capturing mirror in his hand. Just grabbed it.
It stands to reason that Fatty Wu's skills are not even close to mine. It is not difficult at all to snatch the soul-capturing mirror from his hand.
But what I didn't expect was that Fatty Wu didn't know when he would react so quickly. At the moment when I just stretched out the dragon-detecting claw on my hand, he actually dodged and retreated several meters away. So much so that I just missed it.
Although I was very surprised by this, I was just stunned for a moment, and then I rushed towards Fatty Wu again.
In the blink of an eye, I was in front of Fatty Wu again. This time, he had no intention of hiding. Instead, he stood there and stared strangely at the soul-capturing mirror in his hand, still mumbling incessantly. .
I once again stretched out my dragon-detecting claw and grabbed it towards the soul-capturing mirror. However, at the moment when the dragon-detecting claw was about to touch the soul-capturing mirror, the muttering in Fatty Wu's mouth suddenly stopped. .
Then I saw a strange smile on Fatty Wu's face, and when I looked at Fatty Wu's eyes, they also started to become abnormally hollow.
At first glance, I actually had the illusion that the ancient woman was resurrected.
At the same time, something strange happened. Fatty Wu's body began to slowly turn red. A closer look revealed that drops of bright red blood were emerging from every capillary pore on Fatty Wu's body. In just the blink of an eye, Fatty Wu actually turned into a bloody man!
The drops of blood gathered together to form a turbulent river of blood, flowing bit by bit along Fatty Wu's hands into the mirror of the soul-capturing mirror.
And as the blood poured in, the blue-white light slowly turned into blood-red, and the flower on the back of the soul-capturing mirror became more and more vivid...
