"This flying knife has been pierced between my eyebrows, which affects my ability to mobilize my true energy and breathe in and out of spiritual energy. That's why I am seriously injured and cannot heal, and the situation becomes more and more embarrassing. But I also have no hands, and although my tongue and hair can be extended and entangled, I can't bear the sword intent contained in the flying knife. I have to find someone to help me pull out the flying knife on my head. Only in this way can I gather my true energy again and find a new one. Body.”
"This little fat girl doesn't seem to recognize me. She didn't call out my name just now. And she looks a little clumsy. Maybe I can take advantage of her."
Such thoughts flashed through Gu Shentong's mind quickly, and he made a decision.
Then he said to Yang Zhenzhen, who was a little weak in the legs: "Little fat girl! Come here! Hold my head in your hands and take me to the stream. Otherwise, I will bite you to death right now."
When the ancient supernatural powers were in full swing in the world of Gaowu, Yang Zhen was really addicted to sweet pastries and couldn't extricate himself.
As for the deeds and names of the ancient magical powers, although she had learned about them from some of her senior brothers and sisters, she was not very clever at connecting the rumored ancient magical powers with the strange human head in front of her.
After all... Yang Zhenzhen has never been a smart person.
Of course, a bear-sized woman doesn't necessarily have a bad mind, but Yang Zhenzhen is really not smart.
"I...I don't!" Although Yang Zhenzhen didn't have much strength to resist at the moment, she didn't know how to assess the situation and clearly rejected the ancient magical power's request.
"You dare to reject me?" Gu Shentong narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intention in his heart became weaker.
Sometimes a change of thought can lead to two completely different attitudes.
When Gu Shentong sincerely wanted to take advantage of Yang Zhenzhen, Yang Zhenzhen's stupidity became his advantage.
The more honest she is, the less likely the ancient supernatural powers will kill her.
After all... Gu Shentong is also a demon who has suffered from the evil heart, and he is still licking the wounds in his heart... even though he doesn't even have a heart.
"I...I will reject you!" Yang Zhenzhen took two steps back, holding the dagger with cold light in both hands, and said with serious eyes.
"Why did you reject me?" Gu Shentong felt that he really said a lot today. In the past, when he encountered such a naughty person, he would always kill him with one blow. What a pity... Today is different from the past.
Yang Zhenzhen frowned and said seriously: "You are not a good person at first glance. I...I can't help you."
The ancient supernatural power began to take a deep breath.
There are thousands of reasons for rejection.
But this kind of refusal that doesn't shy away and doesn't pay any attention to the atmosphere and atmosphere... is also rare for him.
"Little girl! Although I look a little scary, I'm really a good person... Look, I just saved you!" Gu Shentong made his voice as gentle as possible.
Yang Zhenzhen still shook his head: "No! You lied to me! I'm not stupid. You just killed someone, and you used your mouth."
Ancient God Channel: "I was saving you. If I didn't kill them, they would kill you. For a little girl like you, they would probably cut off the fat on your body piece by piece first. Then they throw you into a frying pan and deep-fry you until the oil is boiling... until your skin and flesh are ripped open..."
Yang Zhenzhen's eyes were filled with fear, but his expression was still calm.
"I can commit suicide first, and if you kill them, it doesn't mean you are a good person. Unless you prove that you are a good person." Yang Zhenzhen said stubbornly.
Gu Shentong's mentality almost exploded.
"How the hell can I prove that I'm a damn good person?" If Gu Shen Tong had his hands, he would definitely point at Yang Zhenzhen's nose and curse at this moment. Of course, maybe if he had the skills, the first thing he would do would be to chop Yang Zhenzhen to death.
"Then... little girl, I'm a little thirsty. Can you go to the creek next to me and get me some water? I'm really going to die of thirst. If you don't get me some water, I'll have to Drink their blood." The ancient supernatural power rolled its only head on the ground and said to the corpses.
Yang Zhenzhen hesitated this time, and then she agreed: "Okay! I'll get you some water."
After saying that, Yang Zhenzhen used his dagger to cut off a large piece of bark on the tree branch nearby. Apparently he wanted to use it as a container for water.
The ancient supernatural power saw it, and then his eyes paused.
I really want to tell Yang Zhenzhen that the bark he cut off is the bark of the poisonous dragon tree. Although the pollen of this tree is highly toxic and the bark is only slightly poisonous, long-term contact with the sap with your hands will also cause redness and swelling in your hands. of.
However, Gu Shentong restrained this thought.
"Let this stupid girl suffer. If she doesn't suffer, how will she know how to respect me and obey my orders?" Gu Shentong thought to himself.
Watching Yang Zhenzhen go to the stream to collect water, Gu Shen Tong's mind was full of evil thoughts about how to deal with Yang Zhenzhen after taking advantage of her.
Time passed slowly, half an hour passed, and an hour passed... Yang Zhenzhen never came back.
"Wait a minute... this fat girl isn't just being cunning, trapping me with words, and then running away, right?" The ancient magical power, who had seen the sinister nature of people's hearts, was immediately furious.
He swore that the next time he saw Yang Zhenzhen, he would skin her first.
While he was cursing, he saw that Yang Zhenzhen's body was swollen, and his hands were even more swollen like pig's trotters. He carefully walked back through the woods step by step.
She walked extremely carefully, simply because she held a small handful of water on a grooved stone in her hand.
Seeing the ancient supernatural power from a distance, Yang Zhenzhen said in a hoarse, swollen and painful voice: "That... is not the head of a good person. Just wait a little longer and I will bring you water soon."
As she spoke, she continued to hold the stone and stomped hard.
Suddenly, a vine buried under piled leaves tripped her feet.
Yang Zhenzhen rolled all over the ground with the stone, and the stone hit Yang Zhenzhen's face firmly, causing a large bruise.
Yang Zhenzhen turned over and picked up the stone. When he saw that not a drop of the water in the stone was left, his expression showed annoyance and discouragement, but then he mustered up his energy.
"That... is not the head of a good person. Just wait a moment. I have found the trick. I won't spill it next time... Just wait a moment." After saying this, she actually held the stone in her hands, turned around and faced it again. In the direction of the stream, I moved slowly and hard.
Gu Shentong looked at Yang Zhenzhen's slowly leaving figure and suddenly felt a little dazed.
He suddenly couldn't remember the last time someone treated him with such sincerity.
It seemed that he had never had such an experience in his memory.
It seemed that he had eliminated and forgotten all those memories.
"Forget it...don't kill her!"
"She's just a stupid girl. What's the impact of killing her or not?"
"As long as she helps me pull out the flying knife!" Gu Shentong thought silently, but in his mind, he couldn't help but recall a vague figure.
It seemed that that person... the person deep in his memory was once so sincere but clumsy, simple and stupid to him.
