The cold weapons collided with each other, making the already unstable water even more turbid.
"I have a question."
Wang Jin moved his numb arms and stopped in front of Wei Shanhe again.
"This is your sixth question."
The latter's face became increasingly gloomy, and his face had long lost the calmness it had at the beginning.
"Do you know Chang Tianqing?"
Wang Jin completely ignored Wei Shanhe's reaction and continued to speak on his own.
His main purpose is to stop it.
Harvesting information is just a matter of convenience.
"I heard from Tian Liu that he is a very powerful immortal family."
Tiantong's swing became harder and harder, but Wei Shanhe still couldn't help but speak and responded to Wang Jin's question.
He is not as serious as "having to answer as long as he is asked a question".
It's just that Wang Jin dragged him too hard. Answering the question might distract him.
"Abandoning brothers and sisters, killing loyal and good people, in order to stabilize the clan."
"He is indeed an out-and-out villain, but in the eyes of some people, he is the perfect leader, such as Tianliu."
"It's a pity that I have never followed in his footsteps, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed here for more than ten years."
Wei Shanhe gritted his teeth and pulled open his sleeves.
The dark red tattoos on his body lit up, as if something was about to be released.
at the same time.
The black energy that had been lingering around him shot out at Wang Jin, and the illusory child reached out to stab his eyes.
"Well done!"
Wang Jin couldn't help but clapped his hands.
He had been waiting impatiently for Wei Shanhe.
Once impatient, he will let the black energy leave his body and bite people while using his abilities.
At this moment, his defense is the weakest.
Only then did Wang Jincai reach out to break through the opponent's terrifying Tentong body and touch his body.
call--
The shark's claws waved fiercely.
Wang Jin held down the black air with one hand, and slapped Wei Shanhe with a surprised face with the other hand.
Contact suppression.
Wang Jin deliberately didn't reveal this ability just for this moment.
Inspiration is something that comes naturally to you.
Even if you exercise hard the day after tomorrow, the most you can do is change from one bowl of water to two bowls of water.
Wang Jin is an exception.
He is sick.
Since the age of twelve, inspiration has been growing uncontrollably, and now it has become...
An ocean.
No one knows what will happen if his inspiration expands to such an extent, and no one knows how he managed to escape after accidentally entering the scene countless times.
One thing that is certain is that Wang Jin is still alive and can turn this disease into a talent.
The ocean-like impact of inspiration is enough to suppress most of the weird stories.
And guys like Wei Shanhe, who have obviously tampered with their bodies.
"What...what did you do to me?"
Wei Shanhe gritted his teeth.
He found that he could not move at all, and the tattoos on his body dimmed instantly.
"Shh."
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes.
He opened Wei Shanhe's mouth forcefully and stuffed the black air inside.
It seems that this is not enough.
Wang Jin stretched out his free hand and groped around in his backpack, and finally took out a glass bottle.
It contains half a bottle of silt and half a bottle of inhibitor.
This is Wang Jin's old friend.
Da Paitou, Peng Hai.
"Let's go!"
Facing Wei Shanhe's shocked gaze, Wang Jin stuffed the glass bottle into his mouth.
Then he received a fierce knee and hit his chin viciously.
The glass bottle shattered with the sound.
Wei Shanhe was scratched until his mouth was filled with blood.
Wang Jin grinned, turned his nail sword into a fruit knife, and stabbed Wei Shanhe more than a dozen times.
Heart, liver, spleen, lungs.
Destroy every organ with precision and ruthlessness.
A large amount of blood dyed the pool water red, like a blooming rose.
Wang Jin has practiced anatomy for so long, these things are no longer difficult for him.
Nothing but familiarity with your hands.
Phew.
The last knife was inserted into the eye socket and stirred violently.
Then the red and white things slowly rose in the water.
Wang Jin released his palm.
The suppression ends.
The Weishan River slowly falls and sinks to the bottom.
"It's a pity that shock bombs are not used here."
"Otherwise you wouldn't be in so much pain...maybe."
Looking at the man who kept twitching, Wang Jin shook his head.
He didn't care about the abnormal relationship between Wei Shanhe and Chang Tianliu, nor what twists and turns the other party had with the Wei family.
This man's life is full of contradictions and distortions.
Of course, in Wang Jin's eyes, this is not a fault.
The only mistake is to block your own way.
So Wang Jin wanted to send him back to the west.
The young man shook his fruit knife and lowered his head to check.
Unfortunately, the two previous penetrating wounds on Wei Shanhe's chest have healed.
This terrifying regeneration ability... is almost a standard feature of the older generation of ghost story workers.
Wang Jin was a little helpless.
But it’s right to think about it.
After living for so many years, most workers will understand the concept of "being alive to achieve output", and try their best to make themselves less likely to be killed.
"At least it will make your life uncomfortable."
Wang Jin wanted to take a few more shots, but found himself underwater.
So he could only shake his head helplessly, chop off the opponent's head with a nail sword, and kick him far away.
Then he turned around and rushed towards the main hall.
——
The huge bronze palace was empty.
Only a tall and fair figure was tied to the pillar in the middle.
She lowered her head and seemed to be dead.
"You...it's you!"
Song He exclaimed and swam forward desperately.
The woman seemed to hear the call.
She slowly raised her head and looked at the dark man swimming desperately towards her.
Then he smiled.
Her long hair floated in the water, revealing her bright face.
Song He was obviously stunned for a moment.
Although he has been living in a fishing village, he has never seen many women.
But he still knew that this woman was incredibly beautiful.
Unlike the smart and lively Hu Xiaobei, Chang Tianliu is bright and generous with a bit of unruly beauty.
Those eyes always seemed to be a little provocative, wanting to conquer others or be conquered by others.
Even though he was imprisoned for more than ten years and even lost one eye.
This beauty has not diminished at all, and is even getting stronger.
The most important thing…
She has no clothes on.
There was no trace of hair on his body, and his pale and dazzling skin was just exposed to the water.
Just now, there was still hair blocking those places that shouldn't be seen.
But when I raised my head, my hair was flying...
The proud figure can be seen at a glance.
Song He, a man who had been single for more than 20 years, simply couldn't stand it.
Snap! Snap!
Song He slapped himself twice in the face, trying his best to restore his chaotic mind to normal.
The young man might have been disemboweled and slowly sank to the bottom of the water.
The time Wang Jin bought with his life was not for his own random thoughts.
"Are you still shy? It's so interesting."
Chang Tianliu seemed to find Song He's reaction quite interesting.
She smiled and winked at the man.
"Put me down and I'm yours."
The woman's tone was a little urgent.
She seemed to want to let Song He reach her before something arrived.
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