The big-headed boy was not killed by this knife, and his body quickly disappeared in a flash.
Wang Dachun frowned. His sword hit his heart. Logically speaking, even if he didn't die, half of his life would be gone.
What Wang Dachun didn't know was that the heart of normal people grew on the left side, but the big-headed boy's heart grew on the right side. This guy was a freak to begin with, which indirectly saved his life.
The big-headed boy disappeared, and so did the shadow. Wang Dachun still hasn't figured out what the shadow is, whether it's a human or a ghost.
The poisonous insects crawled towards Wang Dachun just now, but were frightened away by the poisonous insects in his body. The golden silkworm was originally the Poison King, but now it has evolved. When the poisonous insects saw it, they could only bow their heads and surrender. Not only did they scare them away, but they also made them attack the big-headed boy.
The big-headed boy had just appeared on the stage, and unexpectedly he shot himself in the foot.
"Hmph, trash, the Five Poisons boy is nothing more than that." The shadow came over and looked at the big-headed boy from a distance and said with some disdain.
The big-headed boy laughed strangely, "Huh, you're not useless. If you have the guts, go deal with that kid. I'll wait for you here."
"Humph." The shadow coldly snorted and gradually moved away. It was obvious that he was not sure either. Guangguang Wang Dachun was already very difficult to deal with, and the girl was also a very difficult person to deal with. Originally, there was still a glimmer of hope for the two of them to join forces, but he One has little hope at all.
Wang Dachun pulled out the taxi driver's body and drove the car by himself, driving wildly.
A night of silence.
That night Wang Zihan tried her best but failed to find a chance to escape. The two men and two women stared at her until she was so sleepy that she fell asleep.
She slept until almost noon before she woke up. When she opened her eyes, there was a burst of music in her ears.
The two maids came over and gave Wang Zihan a sympathetic look, "Miss, let's help you freshen up."
The bad premonition in Wang Zihan's heart became stronger and stronger, but she knew that resistance was useless, so she didn't say anything. She could only be a puppet. After washing, she put on pure white clothes. After a while, the makeup artist came over and made her into a Dark makeup.
Wang Zihan looked at herself in the mirror with sadness in her heart. After a while, Mazali came over with a sad and angry face, looked at Wang Zihan expressionlessly, and said, "Bring her here."
"No! I won't!" Wang Zihan struggled violently.
Snapped!
Mazali raised her hand and slapped her, knocking all the powder off Wang Zihan's face, "Bitch, being able to be with my son is a blessing you earned in your previous life."
"You crazy old witch, why don't you go down and accompany your son? I will never agree to it no matter what!" Wang Zihan broke out completely and rushed out. Unfortunately, as soon as she rushed to the door, she was killed by the two sturdy men. Stopped.
Wang Zihan quickly started fighting with the two guards. Unfortunately, her cultivation level was too low and she had no experience, so she was quickly subdued by the two.
Mazali looked coldly at Wang Zihan, who was still struggling, and said, "Hurry up and fix her makeup."
After a while, Wang Zihan was brought.
In addition to the Dechai Khan and his wife, there are also quince leaves inside, and there is also a goddess, a blind old woman, with wrinkles on her face like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree.
The blind mother-in-law suddenly opened her eyes, a red light flashed in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "The ceremony is about to begin."
Dechai Khan nodded, "Come here, bring that girl over."
Wang Zihan looked at Dechai Nazhu lying inside, and her body shuddered.
She shuddered just thinking about it!
"The ceremony begins." The blind old lady closed her eyes and started talking non-stop. She didn't know what she was talking about. Wang Zihan couldn't understand a word anyway.
Strangely enough, after the goddess was chanting, a whirlwind suddenly blew out of thin air. Wang Zihan suddenly felt a dark wind, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.
At this moment, a strange scene happened. Dechai Nazhu suddenly sat up, startling everyone. Was this a charlatan?
The goddess rolled her eyes and said, "Don't panic, everyone. Pull that girl over."
This goddess has some tricks, and she can actually make the corpse sit up. This trick is similar to the corpse exorcists in China.
"Let me go! You bastards, let me go quickly. My brother won't let you go when he comes!" Wang Zihan turned pale and began to make a final struggle.
"Let's go, be honest!" The two burly men grabbed Wang Zihan's arms and pushed her inside.
The goddess held a small drum in her hand, shaking it while muttering something in her mouth, until she foamed at the mouth and rolled her eyes.
Mazali looked at Wang Zihan and snorted with dissatisfaction, "Humph, my son is a rich young master, can I still wrong you?"
Wang Zihan gritted her teeth, "No! You old witch, if you want to go in, go in!"
"Humph, it's not up to you!" Dechai Khan came over.
At this moment, Wang Dachun and Yun Zhu finally arrived in front of the Dechai family's mansion. He quickly used his powers to check, and his eyes suddenly turned red, "Looking for death! Everyone in the Dechai family deserves death!"
