As soon as I said this, I was sweating coldly. The old cat on the side had already drawn a half circle with the red rope around us. I argued with Wang Zhi just now to buy time for the old cat. I didn't expect this old thing to be like this.
Cunning, he saw our conspiracy right away!
When the old cat heard the old guy's rude words, he continued to fiddle with the red rope on the ground, raised his head, looked at Wang Zhi, sneered, and said: "It's useless to you? Not necessarily?"
Wang Zhi also sneered and said: "Humph, if you don't believe it, you can give it a try..."
The old cat was not polite. After arranging the last red rope, he jumped out of the circle, pointed his hands in the sky, and shouted: "Get up!"
The old cat's red ropes were arranged very strangely. It looked like the circle Sun Wukong drew for Tang Monk, with Wang Zhi and Dahuang surrounded in the middle. As the old cat shouted, the red ropes that were originally nailed to the ground were
The rope suddenly started to move like a cobra that heard the flute!
I was dumbfounded. I didn’t expect that the old cat’s red rope could have such an ability. Wang Zhi was obviously not expecting it, and said in surprise: “It’s interesting!”
The old cat's red rope suddenly seemed to be alive, and it was wrapped around Wang Zhi's ankles. Those red ropes were very fast, and Wang Zhi's feet were tied up in an instant before Wang Zhi had time to react.
.
I saw Wang Zhi's face changed drastically, obviously knowing that he had underestimated Lao Mao's strength. Lao Mao sneered and shouted something to Da Huang that made me mistakenly think that we were playing a game in a team fight: "Da Huang, I control
Stop it, hurry up and output it!"
Dahuang nodded quickly and said: "Okay!" After saying that, he suddenly held the sword in both hands. The blackwood sword had a simple light and merged with Dahuang. One man and one sword merged into one, and he rushed towards Wang Zhi.
past!
Wang Zhi's feet were bound and he could not dodge. He let out a scream and opened his bloody mouth suddenly. However, everything happened too fast. Dahuang's blackwood sword had already penetrated Wang Zhi's chest. This arrogant and domineering
The old guy was instantly punched through by Dahuang!
"Okay!" I couldn't help but clapped my hands and looked at Wang Zhi with a sword piercing his chest, and I was very happy.
However, I seemed to be happy too early. Wang Zhi was obviously different from a living person. A sword piercing the chest would definitely be a fatal injury to a living person, but to a hundred-year-old ghost, it might be nothing at all.
At this time, I saw Wang Zhi's ghost hands attacking Dahuang's back, but Dahuang obviously didn't pay attention.
"Dahuang! Be careful!" I shouted quickly, but it was too late. Although Wang Zhi's feet were trapped, his hands were extremely flexible. I saw a black shadow flash, and Dahuang's back had been covered by Wang Zhi's hands.
Chi hits hard!
With a loud noise, Dahuang flew out and fell heavily on the mountain wall next to the mountain road. The blackwood sword also fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.
The old cat was still controlling the red rope and had no time to help. I rushed over, helped Dahuang up, and asked: "Dahuang, how are you?"
Dahuang raised his head and glanced at me, with blood on the corner of his mouth and almost falling out of his teeth, and said: "Damn, this old grandson is so damn cruel... Lin Yang, hurry up, your brother Dahuang will show you another way."
If you have a chance, I will lend you the Xuanmu Sword first..."
I saw that this guy was beaten to such a degree that he still had time to be poor, so I said, "You should rest first, and leave the rest to me."
Dahuang said quickly: "Be careful, this grandson has a lot of skills, he is worthy of being a third-grade cyan."
I nodded, quickly picked up the ghost-killing sword next to Dahuang, and rushed towards Wang Zhi.
Wang Zhi sneered, and green liquid spurted out from the wound on his chest. He sneered and said, "Is this what you three are capable of?"
I didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and slashed out with my sword, but my sword was much slower than Dahuang, and the old guy dodged slightly and avoided it.
I was furious. Seeing that he couldn't move, I suddenly had an idea and jumped onto his neck. As expected, the old guy couldn't get out of the way. I was riding on my neck and could only keep swinging.
The upper body looks like a belly dancer.
I was shaken by him until all the bones in my body fell apart. Without thinking, I suddenly held the sword in both hands and stabbed it in from the back of his neck!
That feeling is really... how to describe it? It feels like cutting tofu with a kitchen knife. This ghost-slaying sword is really a magical weapon. With one stab of the sword, a stream of green water immediately appeared on Wang Zhi's neck.
It splashed all over my face!
I suppressed my nausea and continued to stab the blackwood sword. However, the more I stabbed, the more an idea emerged in my mind...
That's why I want to eat him!
After I pierced all the blackwood sword, my body was no longer controlled by my brain. I suddenly lay down in his wound, greedily sucking the green water that came out of his wound.
Da Huang was watching and yelling: "Lin Yang, you are so disgusting, Lin Yang! You are so disgusting!"
I listened to the sound of rhubarb in my ears, and my brain was still sane, but my body was no longer under control. Under my greedy intake, I felt that Wang Zhi's body began to shrink gradually, from a giant to a very large one.
He was thin and small, and I gradually slipped from his shoulders and fell to the ground...
Wang Zhi was not completely swallowed by me, probably because I had swallowed the old lady with embroidered shoes before, but now I am full after eating for a while. I know that although I carry a piece of blood jade, I can't force it after all.
Digestion, now Rujun has also had an accident. If I die again, no one will be able to save me.
Wang Zhi was completely absorbed by me, leaving only an empty skin. This guy is no longer as arrogant as before.
The old cat sneered and walked forward, tied the old thing tightly with a red rope, and said, "Old guy, where is Wang Rujun?"
Wang Zhi snorted coldly, glared at each of the three of us, then closed his mouth tightly and said nothing.
Dahuang spat a mouthful of blood and said: "Hey, this old guy has a tough mouth. Master Cat, I will be punished!"
The old cat smiled slightly, with a strange expression on his face, and suddenly pulled his black backpack over, then took out a small bowl and a yellow mineral water bottle.
As soon as I smelled this smell, I knew that it must be a child's urine, or it happened after I don't know how many nights.
I frowned and asked, "Old cat, where did you get so much child urine?"
The old cat didn't answer, but looked mysterious. Dahuang said quickly: "Didn't you notice that this guy always goes to the kindergarten on Xueyuan South Road? He uses his face to deceive the trust of the female kindergarten teacher all day long, and then steals the children.
Our fresh baby urine, not to mention how obscene it is."
The old cat glared at Dahuang, and Dahuang didn't dare to speak anymore.
Old Mao looked at Wang Zhi coldly and asked, "I'm asking you again, are you willing to cooperate?"
Wang Zhi still had a stern look on his face and mocked: "Do you think I'm afraid of such pediatric stuff?"
The old cat didn't waste any time. He poured the boy's urine in the mineral water bottle into a small bowl. Then he suddenly pulled Wang Zhi's hand over, made a cut with his blackwood sword, and then violently pulled his hand away.
Soaked in child urine!
There was a squeaking sound, and a chemical reaction immediately occurred on Wang Zhi's hand. I saw that his wound was boiling in the child's urine, and thick smoke was rising. Wang Zhi also screamed in pain, and it was obvious that the pain was extremely severe.
As expected, Lao Mao has his own methods for dealing with evil spirits. Although he is very cruel, if we are kind to our enemies, we are cruel to ourselves.
The old cat waited for Wang Zhi to meow for a while, and then said coldly: "How is it? How does it taste? Do you want to come again?"
Wang Zhi gritted his teeth. A dignified elder of the ghost tribe was tied up like a rice dumpling with a red rope by an old cat and soaked in boy's urine. This kind of shame almost made Wang Zhi miserable.
But Wang Zhi still had a lot of backbone after all, and did not relent, let alone speak, and remained silent.
The old cat sneered, looked at his watch, and said: "Wang Zhi, even though you are a third-grade cyan ghost, but now you have been sucked out by Lin Yang, and when the sky breaks out and the sun shines, you will
It will disappear and be reincarnated soon, what do you think of this outcome?"