Chapter 107 Stop!

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The cold glow under the moonlight is really attractive,

Chen Zhenren noticed my move and his pupils shrank sharply.

The frequency of ringing the bell in my hand became faster.

Ding bell...Ding bell...Ding bell...

The sound of the bell is like layers of quilts. Every time I shake, a quilt falls on me.

It made me breathless and unable to breathe.

My eardrums are undergoing inhuman torture every minute and every second, and my heartbeat is in a chaotic state.

As if the whole world is spinning, I still execute the last thought,

Cutting the neck, cutting without knowing whether to live or die, without knowing the severity!

Even if he cuts his neck completely and puts his life on the line, he cannot let this evil spirit continue to act so wantonly.

A biting hard object was placed on my neck, and I tried my best to barely make a cut.

Under the influence of Dao Ling, I was already as weak as a child.

It is impossible to call out the ghost wife through such a small opening.

All I can think about is committing suicide and cutting my own neck,

But I just couldn't exert any strength in my hand, as if the sharp blade had hit the tough iron sheet and couldn't cut it.

With drowsy eyes, he saw Chen Zhenren ringing the bell and carrying a wooden sword.

Four Taoist priests were suspicious of each other and killed each other.

The blind Taoist peeled off his own skin to prove his innocence, but the fat and thin Taoist still doubted him until his death.

The Taoist priests who listened to Chen Zhenren were massacred by Chen Zhenren.

Taoist priest Chongyang finally got his skin after seventeen years, but he was killed by his own people.

An evil spirit has disturbed the tranquility of Fulong Mountain for many years and disturbed the trust between people.

I have never wanted to kill an evil spirit so much,

Even Qi Qi, who has been pestering me for two years, I have never hated him.

But now I want to tear the skinned ghost alive, even if we die together!

Maybe it's because of my extreme anger that I can't listen to anything, so the impact of the bell is less.

I immediately used my arms to cut my own throat, using all my strength.

I don’t know if I can cut it open, or if I can just commit suicide like that.

But I know this is the limit of what I can do.

The expected spurt of blood did not happen. I did exert all my strength on my right arm, but the joints of my right arm were locked.

A paper man climbed up on my back, locked my arms with his hands and pulled my arms away forcefully.

The blade was also far away from my throat.

The ringing was still going on, and the drumbeat just now seemed to be a desperate effort.

It seems useless now

Chen Zhenren walked around in front of me ringing the bell:

"It was almost. If she came out, things would be very troublesome."

"You are really a dangerous guy and your behavior is also very dangerous."

He held my shoulders and gently put me down, as if to prevent me from falling, and slowly laid me down on the ground.

Four or five paper figures the size of human heads ran out and pressed down on my hands and legs.

Even though it was a paper man, it felt like a hundred-jin dumbbell that I couldn’t even lift.

Chen Zhenren was still ringing the bell. He looked around me and said jokingly:

"You can't move,"

"It seems you have some understanding of that guy, but you'd better just lie down."

"I will kill you, but there is something more important right now."

I deliberately provoked him and sneered: "Kill me? Are you afraid that you don't have the guts?"

"If you can kill me, why didn't you try so hard before?"

"In fact, you don't even have the guts to touch me. You are afraid of her, so afraid that you don't dare to hurt me."

There was a hint of anger in Chen Zhenren's eyebrows, and his eyebrows cracked again, revealing several overlapping faces.

He pointed his wooden sword at my head and said, 'Do you really think I can't kill you? '

"It's not that there's no way to kill you, but I have other important things to do right now, so I'll just let you die a little later."

"Some kiddos don't know anything and just try to cling to you. There will be trouble after you die."

"But the trouble is nothing compared to the benefits of killing you. I don't want to get into trouble yet."

"Your irritation is of no use."

After saying that, he was ready to leave

I chuckled: "Who says it's useless?"

I suddenly raised my head and slammed my head against the tip of the wooden sword that was about to leave.

Of course there won't be any damage if the head collides with the wooden sword, but what about the eyes?

Stinging...I felt that the left eye socket was replaced by a hard object, and a sharp foreign object was inserted from the eye socket.

And the pain starts now

"Ah...ah!"

I bit my lip but couldn't stop the wail of pain. Every time I moved my head, the foreign object in the eye socket would collide with the flesh and blood.

Every time it was a tearing pain.

But I forced out a smile: "It's done!"

Chen Zhenren was stunned for a moment, the veins on his forehead jumped crazily, and his face split from the middle to reveal the faces of Chongyang, bald, blind and others.

These faces all expressed a look of shock and anger,

"madman!".

He drew his sword angrily, never expecting that I would suddenly hit the tip of the sword with my eyes.

The limbs are bound, but the head is left out?

No, normal people wouldn't do this, right?

Throw away your eyes without hesitation. This way of self-destructing your eyes is even crazier than a lunatic.

I originally looked like a skeleton of flesh and blood, but now the continuous bleeding from my left eye only adds to the ferocity.

Master Chen ignored me, turned around and ran away.

The blood from my left eye flowed all over my face, and my intact right eye was also scarlet and blurred by the blood.

My whole body was twitching in pain, and I didn’t know if the method of destroying my eyes would work.

Instead of inserting the eyes, we cut the throat. That’s because it’s unknown how feasible it is to destroy the eyes to force the identity of the ghost wife.

But the pain should be okay, it should be comparable to cutting one's throat.

Suddenly I vaguely saw Chen Zhenren stopped.

No, he was blocked,

A slim and slender figure blocked his way.

The figure looked like a woman, with long hair hanging down her hips. She looked a little thin.

The next moment was a crisp and wonderful rise like a clear spring washing jade:

"stop!".

Now not only is my vision blurred, but my thoughts are also confused.

The sound was particularly beautiful when it entered my ears, perhaps because the bell had been ringing for too long.

This sound seemed a little different from the last time I heard it.

Chen Zhenren yelled: "Trouble".

He explained vigorously: "Hey, I didn't hurt him, he bumped into it on purpose."

"I really have no intention of touching him. How about you get out of the way and I help him skin him?".

While discussing, Mr. Chen’s eyes were dark.

Suddenly he rang the bell, and at the same time threw the wooden sword towards the figure with his other hand.

The delicate and exquisite figure slowly raised his hand, and his five fingers moved slightly,

boom! The Dao bell suddenly shattered first, and then the wooden sword seemed to be twisted by several invisible hands, and it was so shattered that it could no longer be shattered.

Chen Zhenren's body was shaken, and his limbs escaped his control and stood up spontaneously.

Twisting...twirling...twirling...turning your head,

The bones were shattered with crunching sounds, and his limbs were still turning, as if there was an invisible force twisting his limbs.

In just a few seconds, Chen Zhenren's limbs were like twisted twists, completely out of shape.

Bang... Two spherical objects fell from Chen Zhenren's face and rolled on the ground.

There was one very close to me, and I could tell through my scarlet vision that it was an eyeball.

Chen Zhenren knelt down on the ground helplessly and angrily shouted at the exquisite figure:

"I've already said that he was the one who bumped into me. Can this be blamed on me?"

"At least let's be reasonable."