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Chapter 83 Killing the Idiot(1/2)

"Fairy!" Pang Tong's eyes turned red again.

Because this young soldier is a confidant he values ​​very much!

When I was a teenager, I went to the battlefield with him.

At that time, it was almost a young boy.

He also saved his life.

But he never expected that his confidant soldier would not die on the battlefield in the era of the seven warlords fighting!

Now he actually died in the hands of this painter.

The skin essence was drilled into his body and ate the internal organs inside him, occupying his skin.

And he just got married not long ago.

Thinking of this, Pang Tong's heart hurts.

How many times have you been dying on the battlefield?

I originally thought I could promote the other party well.

Let the other party live a good life!

The other party has indeed just lived a happy life for a few days.

I didn't expect to die like this now!

At this time, all the soldiers around were shocked.

"No way?"

"He is actually a skin painter?"

"He is Wang Chiqing's wife Yu Shihua? How is that possible?"

"Did you be killed when you went to search for people just now? This monster is so hateful?"

"I went to search before, but fortunately she didn't choose me!"

Many soldiers who participated in the search before couldn't help but get furrowed all over.

"What? Our lady is gone? Now he is our lady?"

"Madam is actually a demon, really a demon?"

"And the wife was gone before, and we had a little maid who was gone now. In other words, the wife actually knew that her behavior was exposed! So she gave up her original skin, hurt the little maid, and got into her body?"

"This painter's skin is seeing the general's army arresting people. She still feels unsafe in the little maid's body? So she discarded the maid's skin and got into the soldier's body?"

"The maid is dead?"

The servants in Wang Chi's Qing Mansion also retreated with pale faces.

At this time, the painted skin essence looked at Wang Chiqing with a very affectionate and apologetic look.

Wang Chi was staring at the same time as his eyes were dull and stupid.

In the past, Wang Chiqing would of course look at Yu Shihua in love.

But the painted skin is now living in a man's body.

After all, Wang Chiqing is not a fan of broken sleeves.

Of course it is impossible to remain the same as before.

Still a little discomfort.

"Fairy, you kill people and eat their hearts, and you will harm countless people!"

At this time, the little Taoist nun did not give the skin painter any more time, and directly scolded him with a harsh voice: "Do you die! Surrender!"

The purpose of her shouting out this was not really to convince the painted skin to surrender voluntarily.

The skin-painting spirit cannot be willing to surrender.

The little Taoist nun said this to show the justice of taking action to the people around her!

"call!"

This time, the little Taoist nun threw out her copper bowl.

It bloomed with golden light, illuminating directly in the air, covering the painted skin essence.

The painter opened his mouth and looked at the general Pang Tong, constantly opening and closing his mouth.

Unfortunately, her voice could not be heard at all.

Because the little Taoist nun’s copper bowl has been isolated from the sound!

That's right, the little Taoist nun did not take action this time to injure the painted skin spirit.

Instead, it isolates the sound of the painted skin.

Don't let her tell the truth.

After all, the painter knows that Pang Tong’s son was not killed by her.

Skin painter is not a fool either.

Although she didn't expect Xu Sheng and the Taoist nun to do such a move at first.

But now it must be speculated that it was the little Taoist nun and Xu Sheng who framed her for the sake of frame-up.

I saw the army besieging the mansion before.

The skin painter chose to change the skin and hide.

After all, humans are always hostile to goblins.

So what she wanted to do was hide it and escape.

This is almost an instinct.

But it was inevitably fallen.

So she wanted to tell the truth and let Pang Tong know.

Pang Tong probably won't believe her at that time.

After all, she is a demon.

But if it can arouse some suspicion from Pang Tong.

There is also a possibility of turning around.

Unfortunately, Xu Sheng and the little Taoist nun did not give her the chance to tell the truth at this time.

Originally, Xu Sheng and the little Taoist nun had already made a handling registration.

If they had not had time to interrupt and the painter had already told the truth about the matter, then Xu Sheng and the others could only turn the tables.

In this way, Pang Tong will most likely believe them on the spot!

Although there may be some doubts about them in my heart.

After all, between a demon and two humans, normal people will definitely choose to believe in humans first.

Of course the situation is very good now.

The voice of the skin painter was directly isolated!

There is no truth at all.

And Xu Sheng immediately looked at the general Pang Tong: "General, this monster is not weak, so please help from all the soldiers."

This is naturally because I don’t want the Taoist nun to waste his magic power on grabbing the painted skin essence.

Why not give me the force that can get a free job in the army?

"What are you waiting for?"

Pang Tong originally thought that the Taoist nun could directly take down the skin-painted spirit with the action.

So I didn't move just now.

But now after hearing Xu Sheng say this, he did not hesitate and directly ordered: "Take an action and kill this demon."

And as Pang Tong's voice fell.

The soldiers immediately took action.

The bows and arrows that had been prepared long ago swarmed and shot towards the painter.

The weather for the weather for the weather for the weather!

Countless bows and arrows are densely packed, very terrifying.

"call!"

The banana leaf magic weapon appeared in his hand at this time.

Under the urging of her magic power, the hurricane was fanned out from side to side.
To be continued...
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