Mr. Zhizhen saw "Yidianhong" pull out his sword and said quickly: "'Yidianhong', what do you want to do?"
The "little red" didn't pay attention to him.
He Xingtian drowsily saw "Yidianhong" holding the knife in his hand, but he laughed and said, "Oh! Don't be too excited! You should be calmer!"
The "little red" smiled evilly, put the tip of the knife against He Xingtian's face, and said: "A good man doesn't suffer the consequences, but how dare you show off in front of me and even fucking insult me?
I really don’t want to live anymore!”
At this time, He Xingtian also knew not to anger him anymore, otherwise there would be no good fruit to eat, so he stopped talking.
Seeing that He Xingtian had lost his temper, "Yidianhong" didn't make things difficult for him anymore. He just scratched his face with the knife and put it back into its sheath.
Mr. Zhizhen laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe anymore and said: "You are a cunning and cunning villain, let us go quickly! I let you go because I was confused at first, but now, tell me, what do you want to do?"
"
"Dian Hong" turned around and looked at Mr. Zhizhen fiercely, his eyes full of hatred, like two balls of fire burning.
Mr. Zhizhen didn't take him seriously at all and continued: "You framed us with conspiracy and tricks. You are not an aboveboard person. Of course, a person like you can't do anything aboveboard!" After that,
His face was filled with contempt.
"Yidianhong" howled loudly: "Really, you old fool! Don't be too arrogant! If I didn't show you some colors today, you wouldn't know that my name is "Yidianhong".
It’s all for nothing!”
The "red dot" then waved his hand, and saw a red dot flying towards Mr. Zhizhen's forehead. Mr. Zhizhen couldn't dodge, and heard a "pop" sound and hit him in the middle of his eyebrow.
Immediately, Mr. Zhizhen felt an unbearable itching and his whole body began to twist.
The "little red" then laughed loudly and said: "It's true! You old immortal! Try my uncle's 'flesh-eroding and bone-corroding nails' first!" After saying that, he laughed again!
When He Xingtian saw Mr. Zhizhen suffering, he shouted anxiously, "You damn thing, 'Yidian Hong'! Come to me if you can! You damn thing!"
That "Yidianhong" slowly walked up to He Xingtian and said, "You are quite loyal, and I still like you like this! Tell me! What are you doing here secretly?"
Seeing that his purpose was so obvious, He Xingtian knew in his heart that he should deal with him in this way.
"Then, you first take off some of Mr. Zhizhen's nails, he is twisting and twisting, which makes me feel annoyed!" He Xingtian said, and then looked at Mr. Zhizhen.
"Yidianhong" looked at He Xingtian suspiciously and said, "You treat me like a three-year-old child! You said to take it down and you took it down. Then I have no face!" As he said that, a trace of light appeared on his face.
A fierce expression.
He Xingtian smiled and said: "Oh! How can a big man like you lose face here? But face is of no use at home! Think about it! You can't eat or drink. If you don't have it anymore, what the hell?
Feeling uncomfortable is not as good as not having it! What do you think?"
The "a little bit of red" was confused by the words and nodded.
Seeing that he was slowly being fooled, He Xingtian felt very happy, so he continued: "Well, what's a 'little red'? You said you've been like this all day, are you tired from living? I think you are still
Relax and stop being so sad!"
Suddenly, "Yidian Hong" woke up and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I almost let you lie to me! You are such a glib person!"
"A Little Red" looked back at Mr. Zhizhen, who was in unbearable pain, and the smile appeared on his face again.
He Xingtian thought to himself, "This 'little red' hates Mr. Zhizhen to the core! It seems that the pain of genocide will never be forgotten for a while!"
Mr. Zhizhen was still twisting his body, moaning and groaning in great pain. It seemed that this "flesh-eroding bone-eroding nail" was indeed a powerful hidden weapon.
Only then did the "little red" notice Mr. Zhizhen. He came over, pulled out the "flesh-eroding and bone-corroding nail" on his head and threw it into the water.
Then Mr. Zhizhen stopped twisting, and the sweat and blood on his face flowed down together.
"True! You'd better tell me! What on earth are you doing here?" asked "Yidianhong".
"Bah! I won't tell you!" As he said that, Mr. Zhizhen turned his head away.
"Then, where did you hide the 'talisman' that you stole from me earlier?" "Yidianhong" asked.
"Stop talking nonsense, when did I take your things?" Mr. Zhizhen denied.
"You are so shameless. It was obviously you who stole my 'talisman', but now you don't admit it!" "A Little Red" was going crazy.
Mr. Zhizhen said disapprovingly, "You said I stole it, but I admitted it. That would be so shameless!" He laughed.
When "Yidianhong" knew that Mr. Zhizhen was imitating his words, he became even more angry!
"True! Don't think that I dare not kill you! It seems that you haven't had enough of the 'flesh-corroding and bone-corroding nail'!" With that, he was about to take out another "flesh-corroding and bone-corroding nail".
"Nail", at this moment, a black cloud floated over from the sky, and it started to rain instantly.
"It's really unpredictable! The rain is coming at the wrong time!" "Dian Dian Hong" muttered and hid under the umbrella held by his hand.
The clothes of Mr. Zhizhen and He Xingtian were soaked all of a sudden. He Xingtian raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky and said, "Let it rain more heavily! I'm just taking a shower! Let me have a good shower!"
Mr. Zhizhen said: "Are you out of your mind? Is this really comfortable?"
"Yidianhong" said: "It's comfortable! Then you two can get wet! You're so unique!" After saying that, he pointed at He Xingtian and said, "Look, he is a fool!"
His men quickly echoed: "You are right!"
The clouds in the sky gradually disappeared and the rain slowly stopped.
"Sincerely! The rain has stopped. Please hurry up and tell me where the 'talisman' is, and I will spare your life! Otherwise, today next year will be your memorial day!" He said, patting his left leg, and then
Said, "It's true! Let me tell you one more thing. Look at this leg of mine, it was you who caused it!"
"Stop talking nonsense, what does your leg have to do with me! Besides, what's wrong with your leg?" Mr. Zhizhen asked.
"A little red" turned red with anger and said: "Just because you stole my 'talisman', the sect master chopped off my leg. Now, my leg is fake! Fake!"
"As he spoke, his voice trembled, and he was so excited that he couldn't control it.