When he was in the Underground Palace of the Dead, Qiong Shen had seen Chang Baye's way of loyally protecting the Lord and risking his own life, so it was not surprising.
"Giggle, humble Temba hybrid, who do you think you are? That Ba Snake ancestor who died and turned into hills?"
"Don't say you're not, now even if the snake is in front of me, I'm not afraid!"
Qiong Shen uttered arrogant words while stretching out a hand to receive Chang Baye's attack.
After raising this hand high, it immediately turned into dozens of flesh and blood tentacles as thick as hemp ropes, and swarmed towards the big tail.
The moment the mace met these tentacles, it made a dull sound like a sledgehammer hitting a tire.
At the same time, a huge counter-shock force knocked Chang Baye back more than ten meters.
On the other hand, Qiong Shen was miserable: due to his carelessness and underestimation of the enemy, his entire right arm was shattered into a bloody mist.
While screaming, he hurriedly "melted" his entire body into a puddle of flesh, and then squirmed quickly and transformed into a human form again.
Although the right arm immediately returned to its original state, the blood color on the body was obviously lighter.
In Chen's words, "the blood monkey was beaten to anemia again..."
Being hit so hard in just one encounter, Qiong Shen couldn't help but be shocked and angry.
"You bloody beast, how dare you hurt me!"
"You and the Kuteng tribe who betrayed me should all deserve to die! All of us should be thrown into the bone-burning hellfire to be burned day and night!"
Once something seeks death on its own, nothing can stop it.
For example, the current Qiong Shen.
How dare you mention the Bitter Vine Tribe, but you still want to burn them in the fire.
How could this not anger Wu Xin's other personality - Ghost Buddha No Face.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, the Buddha will not cross the bitter vine and I will cross it."
"Beast, are you provoking this demon lord's murderous heart?!"
There was a sinister wind in the strange laughter, and Xiao Wuxin didn't know when he had put the bone-white mask that Hua Jiunan had just given him on his face.
The full moon above the head was instantly replaced by a black hole, and a tearful Buddha hung under the black hole.
If you look closely, you will see that the same white bone mask is on Lai Fo's face.
The Buddha and the dead bones are the same body, which looks even more strange and mysterious.
The blood-stained letter is like an extremely bloodthirsty ghost, flying up and down around the ghosts and Buddhas.
The Nightmare Lord makes his official debut for the first time.
Before taking action, he barely managed to hold back his temper, bowed and said to Hua Jiunan.
"Brother, the young monk promised to protect the Kuteng tribe, but now this beast offends me and deserves to die!"
If Wu Mian said anything else, Hua Jiu Nan would agree without hesitation.
Even if he just wants the stars or the moon, Hua Jiunan will find a way to get it... and find a way to ask his third uncle to get it...
But killing...
Hua Jiunan understands Wu Xin best. He is a simple and kind little guy, and Wu Mian is just a method he uses to escape himself.
Similar to our self-deception: the killing was not done by the monk, but by Wu Mian...
But in fact, Xiao Wuxin knew what he had done.
Therefore, every killing is extremely painful for Wu Xin.
The kind of regret and suffering in my heart, waking up and tossing and turning in dreams day and night, is really not enough to explain to outsiders.
Last time, I fell into the demon world because I killed too much and didn't want to face myself.
Again, Hua Jiunan has always regarded Xiao Wuxin as a younger brother, a younger brother who needs him all the time, not a fighting machine.
After thinking this, Hua Jiunan didn't say anything first. He just reached out and gently took off the skull mask on Wu Face's face.
"Brother, I forgot to wipe it when I gave it to you. It's a little dirty."
"Look, it's all dust."
If someone else had done this, the ghosts and Buddhas would have pounced on him and bit his aorta.
But he was facing his brother, the Buddha in his heart.
"Brother, you..."
After the visor was taken off, Faceless quickly tried to cover his face with his hands.
It was an honest mistake and I never saw the Buddha...
Looking at Wu Mian's originally handsome and fair face, but now with black magic lines appearing and disappearing, Hua Jiunan felt even more distressed.
The voice is also softer.
"Brother, let me tell you: Brother can help you wipe away the dust on your face, but you can only rely on yourself to wipe the dust in your heart."
"The dust in your heart?" After hearing these words full of Buddhist etiquette, Ghost Buddha Faceless immediately showed a thoughtful expression.
His body also shrunk rapidly, turning into that baby-fat, shy little monk.
However, Hua Jiu could not allow him to think too much and spoke again.
"You promised to protect the Kuteng tribe forever?"
Guifu nodded subconsciously.
"Well, Xiao, Xiao Monk made the decision without my brother's consent. Isn't that Meng Lang's fault... Please don't be angry, brother."
In front of his brother, Wu Xin is the second devil. He is clearly a child who worries about gains and losses and needs constant care from his parents.
How could Hua Jiunan blame Wu Xin? He couldn't bear to blame this child who had low self-esteem.
Still smiling, a gentler smile.
But the look he looked at Qiong Shen was as cold as a knife.
"You can do whatever you want, why would my brother be angry?"
"Be good, play with Master Ba for a while, and my brother will help you fulfill your promise!"
