"Brothers, this thing is going to transform, so copy it!"
As a well-read Confucian disciple, Zhou Li naturally couldn't bear to see the other party directly transform into the second stage. Without any hesitation, a bunch of garlic was thrown directly at Dead Man's Knife's face. At the same time, Tang Wan's three silver needles quickly pierced the opponent's three orifices.
"you!"
Dead Man's Knife was immediately smeared in the face by the sudden explosion of garlic. The evil smell directly made Dead Man's Knife kneel down and start vomiting. If it hadn't been for the two demon puppets of gold and fire protecting him, I'm afraid he would have been tricked and killed by garlic and hidden weapons.
After wiping his mouth, the Dead Man's Knife swung the broken knife cleanly, cutting off his chin, revealing a face that looked like a bloody hole. This time, he didn't say much to Zhou Li, and directly controlled the two demon puppets to block the imperial guards. He directly raised his sword and pressed forward, leaving no room for death in order to kill Zhou Li.
"snort."
Facing the death knife that was speeding towards him, Zhu Qianyun on the side snorted coldly, slashed his machete horizontally, then twisted his waist, and the blade directly intersected with the broken knife.
The buzzing sound of interlocking metals suddenly sounded, and the sudden force caused the Dead Man's Knife, which was originally overwhelmed by anger, to calm down instantly. He did not continue to fight with Zhu Qianyun, but directly stepped on his waist and slashed, the blade wiping towards Zhu Qianyun's waist.
"Shuang'er."
Following Zhou Li's soft call, the soft girl who only he could see smiled slightly, and then gently put her hand on Zhu Qianyun's shoulder.
Retreat, raise your knife and chop.
The simple movement was not sloppy at all, but it perfectly avoided the horizontal slash of the Dead Man's Sword. At this time, Zhu Qianyun's eyes were filled with brilliance and golden light, as if he could see through evil spirits and was terrifying.
The golden gourd - a heavenly feeling.
In fact, Shuang'er's power is not called "clairvoyance and ears for the wind". As one of the Seven Immortals, her power is not simply to enhance vision and hearing. In fact, Shuang'er's ability is a kind of "predation".
By plundering the sense of heaven, man can reach heaven.
At this time, Zhu Qianyun's senses were completely different from those of ordinary people. A kind of condescending and transparent perspective enveloped her, allowing her to easily see the flaws in the death-man's knife's previous attack.
what?
For some reason, when Dead Man's Blade saw those golden eyes, his soul suddenly trembled, as if he had seen something frightening. He quickly collected himself, suppressed the surprise in his heart, raised the knife and pressed forward again.
Dead Man's Sword could tell that although Zhu Qianyun had strangely powerful powers and excellent swordsmanship, he had entered this special state. However, this state must be extremely draining of energy, and she cannot last for a long time.
One knife, two knives.
The Dead Man's Knife's knife is very fast, because he is not afraid of exchanging injuries for injuries, so his knife skills are unpredictable and unpredictable at the same time. Due to the surging demonic energy in his body, Dead Man's Sword can use Qi to offset the gap in strength. Therefore, even with Shuang'er's help, Zhu Qianyun cannot pose a threat to Dead Man's Sword.
Soon, the feeling of transparency dissipated, and the golden light in Zhu Qianyun's eyes began to gradually dim. She didn't ask for help, she just defended herself with a knife, retreated continuously, and kept the distance between herself and the dead man's knife.
The consumption is still too high.
Zhou Li on the side sighed secretly in his heart. The sense of seizing the sky is indeed powerful, and it can even allow a fourth-level spiritual master to fight against a sixth-level demon without losing. But the problem is that the consumption of the fairy gourd is so intense that his third-grade small water bottle is not enough.
This is probably what happens when a kid drives a big car.
The gold gourd in his hand dimmed, and a hint of regret appeared on Zhou Shuang'er's face. If Zhou Li's spiritual energy were richer, maybe Zhou Yi could also give Zhu Qianyun blessings. In this case, Dead Man's Sword would probably experience what it means to defeat ten with one force.
"That's it?"
Dead Man's Knife looked at Zhu Qianyun who had returned to his original appearance, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes. The tip of his knife drooped and he said hoarsely to Zhou Li: "Is she the one you rely on?"
"Take a guess."
At this time, Zhou Li was calm, spread his hands, and said with a smile: "Since you and I are not the same person, then, will the medicine I asked you to take be the antidote?"
"Ah."
Dead Man's Knife sneered and said disdainfully: "Poison? Or laxative? Sorry, I am a dead person, I don't even have blood, and my internal organs are just a ball of rotten meat. Do you think the poison will be effective?"
"I know."
Zhou Li nodded, and under the somewhat surprised gaze of Dead Man's Knife, he raised his hand and took out a pill.
"When you told me that you didn't need to go to the toilet, I already guessed that your body has no metabolism, so most poisons are ineffective on you."
"But, who told you that the medicine I gave you was for you?"
A sinister smile gradually appeared on Zhou Li's face. He opened the pill, and the tiny pale pink fur ball slowly fell into his palm. He looked at the dead man's knife whose mouth twitched as if he understood something, and said calmly:
"What you took was the charm mushroom robe."
"you!"
Dead Man's Knife was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly looked shocked and asked quickly:
"What exactly was the poison you gave me?"
At first, Dead Man's Sword thought that what Zhou Li gave him was poison, and he was asking him to blow the poisonous powder with the evil wind, which would make the Royal Forest Army disheartened and even collapse without a fight.
But now he suddenly realized that there might be something wrong with what he thought.
for example···
"aphrodisiac."
Zhou Li looked at the frightened Dead Man's Knife, the corners of his mouth raised, and a sunny smile appeared on his face.
"The poisonous powder you blew is an aphrodisiac. The antidote they drank was charm mushroom powder. The two are intertwined and will not cause any harm to the human body, but they will make people extremely excited, and the charm mushroom powder will The taste is extremely sensitive and full of desire."
Zhou Li wiped off the charm mushroom dust on his hands with water. He looked at the imperial guards behind the Dead Man Sword who almost swallowed the demon puppet alive, and their red and lustful eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth and asked softly:
"Guess what the desire is?"
"You are shameless!!!"
Suddenly, Dead Man's Sword was shocked. He never thought that one day he would be pinned to the ground by a hundred strong men and poked at him, and he had never felt so desperate.
no! no!
The soldiers in the Royal Forest Army were originally hot-blooded and strong men. At this time, possessed by tiger bones and blessed by human blood, they were already full of anger. Coupled with Zhou Li's two catalysts, anger was directly twisted into desire, and it was extremely targeted.
Dead Man's Knife, we're coming in!
Even if he didn't say it, Dead Man's Blade could see the endless desire in those blood-red eyes. At this time, he only had the most primitive fear left, and he didn't even have the idea of liquidating Zhou Li, the culprit. I just want to keep my innocence after death.
"You said that when a man stabbed a dead man with a knife, does that count as rape or desecration of a corpse?"
Seeing the dead man's knife being attacked by a man with many heads, Zhou Li retreated to the edge and marveled at the fierce resistance of the dead man's knife, while curiously asking the question in his heart.
"Don't ask such questions in front of a good girl!"
Bending down, Zhu Qianyun hugged Tang Wan's little head and protected her ears firmly with his broad mind.
"I don't think it counts."
Tang Wan felt the twin peaks piercing his ears with a numb expression on his face, but he still did not forget to discuss academic issues with Zhou Li: "But I suggest you ask the Taoist Priest to see if she can handle the stabbed death knife."
"Xiao Wan, don't say such things!"
After patting Tang Wan's little head angrily and funny, Zhu Qianyun looked at Zhou Li and asked, "Brother Li, should we go?"
"it's time."
Nodding, Zhou Li stretched out his hand and gently made a fist. The next second, Li Ci emerged from the soil on the side after receiving the order. For some reason, in addition to respecting Zhou Li, Zhu Qianyun also saw the deep fear of Zhou Li in the eyes of this spirit.
Zhu Qianyun even saw the empathy for the Dead Man's Knife from Li Ci's eyes.
this? ? ?
"Mr. Zhou, let's go."
Li Ci lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhou Li, and his voice even trembled a little: "I have already opened the passage, and we will bury it directly after we leave. The Dead Man's Sword will not be used."
"It's okay, it won't be the Dead Man's Knife soon."
Zhou Li said gently to the shivering Li Ci, "You can call him Scimitar from now on."
Although he didn't understand what Zhou Li was talking about, Li Ci instinctively felt that it was probably not a good word. Therefore, he just nodded, and then quickly opened the passage, allowing Zhou Li and others to leave this inhumane place.
"Huh, the air outside is better."
Taking a deep breath of the cool air in the starry night, Zhu Qianyun opened his arms and said with relief: "It's finally over, this..."
Before she could finish her words, Tang Wan jumped up on the spot, covered Zhu Qianyun's mouth, and said with fear on his face:
"Stop! Stop talking!"
“Woooooooo~~~”
Zhu Qianyun, who was happy and surprised, shook his head, and the pendant Tang Wan also swayed a few times. Zhou Li on the side looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. He looked at Li Ci and said solemnly: "Have Qianhu, Guo Baihu, and Hou Jue all come up?"
"Everyone is coming up."
Following Li Ci's line of sight, Zhou Li saw Qianhu and others waving to him not far away, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at Zhu Qianyun who was confused, smiled helplessly, and said:
"Let's talk nonsense. Tang Wan is famous for his outspokenness, and I have no inhibitions. Qianyun, guess who the black crow's mouth is talking about in the funeral?"
Suddenly, Zhu Qianyun's expression froze, and then she remembered an extremely metaphysical thing.
Every time she accidentally said something like "It's finally over", "It should be fine" and "It's stable", all sorts of weird things would happen.
"Probably... not."
Zhu Qianyun directly hugged Tang Wan in his arms like a cat, and smiled bitterly: "I have been back in Beijing for so long, and I haven't seen any crow's mouth attacks. Don't scare yourself, it's okay, it's okay..."
The voice became softer and softer, and Zhu Qianyun began to feel a little unconfident.
No way, no way, no way?
"Get ready."
After realizing that he was completely unable to break free from the clutches of the strange princess, Tang Wan gave up his struggle, his limbs drooped, and he said expressionlessly: "I don't believe your crow's beak can be cured."
"Me too."
Zhou Li also nodded. At least in this aspect, he and Tang Wan had surprisingly consistent opinions. At this time, the three people from Qianhu also came to Zhou Li and others and started talking.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Looking at Qianhu who was being supported by Hou Jue with a proud expression on his face that said "My son has become sensible", Zhou Li coughed and said, "I'm going to trouble Mr. Qianhu this time."
"You should do things for the people."
Qianhu smiled and spoke from the bottom of his heart.
Hou Jue and Guo Lingyun on the side looked at Qian Hu, who seemed to be shining with brilliance, and felt like their eyes were going to be blinded. But when he thought that he might really have to go circumcised with Qianhu in a few days, Hou Jue looked as frustrated as his family members.
If this matter gets out, it will no longer be a question of whether to be a gangster or not, but a question of who owns the Beiliang Comedy Annual Award between himself and Gui Daozi.
"The Dead Man's Knife probably won't survive."
Guo Lingyun listened to the screams below, clicked his tongue, shook his head, and said with emotion: "With the formation of the Royal Forest Army and the stimulation of the medicine, even if the Dead Man's Sword is a sixth-level demon, it is no match for these people."
"Casualties and casualties are inevitable."
Qianhu shook his head and said with some regret: "They are all men with good talents, but they have treacherous intentions. Instead of protecting their home and country, they have become private soldiers in the hands of others. It is regrettable."
"If you kill all of these one hundred imperial guards, there will definitely be unjust, false, and wrongful convictions."
Zhou Li waved his hand and said, "But if you line them up in a row and kill one each, it is estimated that more than half of them will slip through the net."
"Too."
Qianhu was not very kind. He just lamented their depravity, but did not pity them. After all, Zhang Jiajun is famous for being domineering, and few of these imperial guards have a clean foundation.
"Mr. Zhou, when are we going to clean the battlefield?"
Hou Jue looked at Zhou Li, not hiding the admiration in his eyes, and his tone became humble. After all, offending a high-ranking official like the Flying General would probably lead to death.
If you offend Zhou Li, you should pray for death.
"Not urgent."
At this time, Zhou Li, who was still a little worried, waved his hands and said calmly: "I always feel something is wrong, but..."
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Suddenly, the entrance that was originally filled with rubble was shattered by a punch, and the death knife wrapped in the bodies of two demon puppets struggled to emerge from the ground. Then, there was the sound of bones and flesh being torn apart.
Take off the head, burn the body, and fill it with flesh and blood.
"You monsters are proud of your second stage transformation, right?"
Looking at the huge monster in front of him, which was like a mountain of meat and covered with flames, Zhou Li's mouth twitched, and he complained with black lines on his face: "It's not over, is it? Is there still a transformation?"
"You... deserve to die."
The huge body, like a pile of metal debris, almost occupies half of the ruins. It seems that the body is no longer a soul, but a ball of blazing fire soul. A twisted long oblique knife was embedded in the left arm, and the right arm held the head of the Dead Man's Knife high. Those eyes full of anger and scarlet were staring at Zhou Li.
Qianhu, who was not far away, frowned. He didn't understand why the Dead Man's Sword had such a change. He clenched his fists, but his body could not convey any strength. For a moment, Qianhu felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
Is he... really just a monster?
I had a hot pot meal yesterday and it was delicious.
After returning home, I drank a cup of coffee worth RMB 16 with a roll, which was very satisfying.
After drinking coffee, go to bed and enjoy yourself.
In the middle of the night, there was a surge in my belly, like a mountain breaking apart and waves crashing over me. Then he quickly went to the toilet, where he ejaculated for thousands of miles and could not sit still for a long time.
After a long time, the sky was turning white, and I was about to get up and leave. I was surprised to find that my feet were numb, so I spun my right foot and strained the ligament.
I was in severe pain, my feet couldn't touch the ground, and I was laughed at by my friends on the phone for a whole day. Pain can only be rescued with double updates.
(End of chapter)
