The three of them were shocked when they heard the sound. They all looked up and saw a pale woman's face hanging upside down on the rock wall one foot high above their heads. When the three of them looked over, the face immediately hung up. He smiled evilly and asked in a weird voice: "Tell me, am I beautiful?"
In a panic, the grimace Taoist priest found that he could no longer move his hands and feet. It was obvious that there was still a piece of yellow skin on the top of his head, and unknowingly, he had fallen into the illusion of these beasts again.
At this time, He Siniang's panicked voice sounded from her side: "Tao, Taoist Priest! I can't seem to move."
The ghost-faced Taoist priest felt his heart sink when he heard this, and said to himself: Damn it, won't everyone be fooled this time?
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Ermu responded from the side: "Fuck me too, it's over! We've fallen into a trap!"
"What did you say? I can't hear you." The woman on the rock wall rushed to Zhao Ermu and asked directly: "Am I beautiful or not?"
"You, you have the final say." Zhao Ermu replied bravely.
"How is that possible? You have to tell me personally.".
"Silly boy, he is playing tricks on you." At this time, another old voice sounded from behind: "These people are very tough, you can't borrow their bodies."
"What?! You dare to play tricks on me?!" When the woman heard this, her fierce look suddenly appeared, and she almost put her face on Zhao Ermu's face, and said viciously: "You mean I'm not beautiful?"
Zhao Ermu looked at the face that was close at hand, and felt that a living paper-pricked person was talking to him. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he stammered: "No...no, I have been since I was a child." Face blindness, unable to tell the difference between beauty and ugliness..."
"Glib-tongued thing!" The old voice behind him slowly turned forward. When passing by the grim-faced Taoist priest, he smelled his clothes, then snorted coldly and said: "It smells like earth, no wonder the life is so hard, it turns out They are a group of tomb robbers."
The Taoist priest with a grimace twisted his neck and glanced at the other person, and saw that the person speaking was an old man. He was nearly a hundred years old, but his features did not show the charity that an old man should have. Instead, he had a look of a deer rat, which made people Just one look and you feel disgusted.
The Taoist priest with a grimace knew that this must also be a yellow-skinned man, and he was quite old. There is a folk saying that "eight years for a dog, six years for a cat, and five years for a rat" means that one year of the life of these animals is roughly equal to several years of a human being. The "rat" here does not refer to mice, but to weasels such as minks and weasels. So if we go by this statement, the yellow-skinned boy in front of us is probably almost twenty years old.
Animals can easily turn into monsters after a long time, so the behavior of this yellow-skinned boy is definitely not simple.
The old woman turned to the three of them, looked at them with sneaky eyes, and then said to the woman: "Don't be in a hurry to kill, your brother hasn't taken revenge yet, and besides, he's going to kill someone with such delicate skin and tender flesh." It would be a pity." As he spoke, he reached out and touched Zhao Ermu's face, as if he was measuring a piece of delicious food.
The Taoist Priest with a grimace glanced at the unshaven Zhao Ermu and said to himself, "You call this thin skin and tender meat..." At the same time, he also noticed that the sweat on his forehead was constantly flowing, and the pale light of the fluorite made the whole person's expression change. Even the state reveals a sense of despair.
The Taoist priest with a grimace understood that this was not a good sign. Zhao Ermu's personality was somewhat similar to Luo Laoqi's. They both belonged to the group of people who would not shed tears until they saw the coffin. The fact that he could show such an expression at this time could only mean that he was feeling desperate from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing this situation, the Taoist priest with a grimace could only make up his mind and shouted at the old woman: "Don't harm us. We are the descendants of the Taibao of the Immortal Family. We are here to find the Gray Immortal Temple."
"The Gray Immortal Temple..." The old woman suddenly turned her head and looked at the grim-faced Taoist priest: "You said you are from the Gray family?"
The grim-faced Taoist nodded quickly: "Yes, yes."
"Jiejiejiejie..." The old woman suddenly smiled sinisterly and walked towards the grim-faced Taoist priest: "Hui family... So I have to kill you now. First update @ "
The grim-faced Taoist priest did not expect that revealing his identity would have the opposite effect, so he hurriedly asked: "Wait! Why, why?"
"Why? Haha, then you have to go to the underworld to ask your ancestors." The old woman said, looking at the top of the rock wall and shouting: "San'er, hurry up and kill them."
There was a distant voice on the top of the rock, and a moment later a figure quickly climbed down - it was the yellow-skinned one that Zhao Ermu had beaten away before.
The yellow-skinned creature now took on the form of a human again, with a mace across its face. (This chapter is not finished yet!)
Chapter 68: Chain Set
After seeing Zhao Ermu, his expression changed instantly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't expect that you would be caught by me again! You bitch, I have to swallow you alive!"
The old woman waved her hand and said, "You two can do whatever you want, but you have to be slow, because it's getting dark."
The two yellow men nodded in response, and the man stared at Zhao Ermu, while the woman walked towards the grim-faced Taoist priest.
The grimace-faced Taoist priest's cheeks couldn't stop shaking. He tried to struggle but couldn't move at all. A feeling of despair began to wash over his heart. This feeling was something he had never experienced before when he encountered any danger. Even though he had been in desperate situations several times before, he always had a fighting spirit. But this time he saw the danger approaching, and there was nothing he could do about it. , as if witnessing one's own death in anticipation is more cruel than unknown life and death.
As the woman got closer, the smile on its face became more and more weird. Looking closer, it looked like Bai Wuchang was asking for his life. @精品\/书馆*First update~~The grim-faced Taoist priest couldn't bear to see such a face before he died, so he simply turned his head away. At this time, a scream suddenly came from Zhao Ermu over there. It seemed that he had already Met with a murderous hand.
"Brother Zhao, I can't help you!" The grim-faced Taoist priest felt guilty from the bottom of his heart. Not only did Zhao Ermu lose his life because of his own personal affairs, he even died in front of everyone. He wanted to continue to apologize, but when he heard that Another scream sounded next to him, this time the sound was sharp and harsh, and it was actually coming from the yellow-skinned man in front of him.
The man jumped away amidst the screams. Upon seeing this, the old man and the woman hurriedly turned around and rushed over. They supported the man and asked, "San'er! What's wrong with you?!"
"Blood! That bitch's blood!" The man's upper lip was gone. He pointed at Zhao Ermu and said angrily: "There's something wrong with his blood!"
The Taoist priest with a grimace looked at Zhao Ermu and saw him tilting his head and sneering. There was an obvious bite mark on his neck. At this time, he smiled and said, "Want to drink my blood? The beast doesn't even look at how many bones you have."
The old woman's face sank when she heard this, and she said, "I didn't expect that there is another member of the Zhao family, huh! Can you save your life if you have the blood of a green dragon?" Then he pulled out a hairpin from his head, handed it to the woman, and said, "Use the hairpin. Stab him to death! Remember not to get his blood on your body.".
Chapter 68: Chain Set
