Just when Changsheng was thinking hard about what he could find comforting in his short life, Rakshasa had already started the second round of the game.
The minor tune, which was so out of tune that the rhythm could not be heard at all, continued to sound.
"...who is the bad guy?"
At this time, Rakshasa's last finger fell in front of Mu Ze.
"It just happened to be you. Didn't you really want to get stabbed just now? This will satisfy your wish."
After saying this in a confusing way, Rakshasa was a little disappointed when he saw that Mu Ze had no reaction. The next moment, the dagger pierced into Mu Ze's abdomen without any warning. It was just a little bit close to piercing.
Mu Ze’s Dantian!
Mu Ze groaned in pain, but there was some comfort in his heart. At least the dagger was not Yanrong. With Brother Yanrong's current body, if he was stabbed again, he might not be able to hold on anymore.
However, as the third blow was about to begin, Mu Ze swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and spoke with difficulty to attract Rakshasa's attention.
"Is this all you have? As a powerful demon cultivator, don't you kill with ruthlessness and cruelty? Why can't I feel any pain at all?"
Rakshasa looked at Mu Ze with a smile and flicked his fingers thoughtfully.
"You want to irritate me? You want to get stabbed again? Hey, I have to say, your strategy is really useful, because I am really irritated. As a person, there is nothing else but a good temper.
Look, you've provoked me so much that I can't bear to kill you. And I've already said that I can't control who these three daggers stab, it all depends on which of you is unlucky."
With that said, Rakshasa spoke again and sang that damn little tune!
"...who is a bad person..."
When the last word fell, it happened to fall on Mu Ze. Mu Ze breathed a sigh of relief, and it was better to fall on him than to continue to fall on Yan Rong. There are also fellow Taoists from Yong'an who came out to practice at a young age, and the elders
He's not around yet, so he shouldn't have to suffer like this.
Changsheng frowned. She always felt that this Rakshasa didn't seem like someone who would keep his promises. Otherwise, he wouldn't play tricks on them like this.
Just when the dagger in front of Mu Ze stopped to stab, a white light flashed in front of Chang Sheng's eyes, and the dagger that firmly controlled him from moving suddenly spanned three points, and made a long cut around Chang Sheng's neck.
One way.
"……Woolen cloth?"
The red blood suddenly spurted out!
"..."
"Yongan!"
Changsheng's eyes suddenly opened wide, and the sudden pain caused her to almost forget where she was for a moment!
"Immortal? Immortal, wake up!"
A series of anxious voices woke Changsheng out of his daze, and that was... the voice of Senior Yuanji Wuchangli!
When this thought suddenly appeared in her mind, Changsheng immediately opened her eyes wide. Then she saw Senior Yuanji Wuchangli in her Dantian, who was anxiously slapping her golden elixir with his tail.
"Senior Yuanji, I, I'm awake."
So stop slapping my golden elixir with your tail. At this moment, Chang Sheng, whose consciousness is almost attached to the golden elixir, always feels that he is the one being hit at this moment.
But why could I never contact Senior Yuanji Wuchangli before?
Yuanji Wuchangli has no time to talk nonsense with Changsheng at this moment. This enemy named Rakshasa is really too powerful. The gap in strength between Changsheng and Yuanji is like Yunni. If he hadn't had the idea of playing tricks on the three of them, Changsheng San
People simply can't hold on for long.
"The only way you can save yourself now is to let go of the restrictions on absorbing spiritual energy, attract a large amount of spiritual energy, shape the Nascent Soul, attract thunder from the sky, and kill evildoers!"
Senior Yuanji Wuchangli is the demon cultivator, right? I don’t know how many episode books Senior Yuanji has read, but he always has a strange tone when speaking.
Of course, Changsheng just muttered it silently and did not dare to say it to his elders. However, what Yuanji Wuchangli said was indeed the only feasible way for Changsheng so far. The only problem now is that seniors Mu Ze and Yanrong are also in their midst
Around them, if the lightning disaster caused by them strikes them...
"How long has it been since this happened and you still care about this?! Let me tell you this, if you don't do it, all three of you will die. If you do, maybe none of you three will have to die. It's that simple. Don't tell me
You haven't seen that this Rakshasa has never thought of letting you go. If you continue to wait, you will either be tortured to death by him slowly or killed in one breath. You can choose for yourself."
Changsheng did not hesitate for long, as long as there was a chance of saving the two seniors, she did not want to give up.
After agreeing, Changsheng followed the guidance of Yuanji Impermanent Carp and slowly relaxed the restriction on the speed of absorbing spiritual energy.
Yuanji Wuchangli took a deep breath. This time it was in its biggest crisis ever. Even Taoist Haoyue, whom he had met before, was dwarfed by this lunatic. The gap in strength between the two sides was so great that there was no
There is a chance to win head-on, but this demonic cultivator behaves in such a weird and dishonorable way, and does not deserve any fair treatment.
In this case, let's taste the power of immortality. No, to be precise, it's the thunder of heaven! All the gloomy and treacherous things in the world are afraid of the mighty thunder of heaven that can wipe out all evil!
After releasing the 'gate' that inhibits immortality, Yuanji Wuchangli stopped drinking.
"start!"
"Yongan!"
In order to save time, Yuanji Wuchangli moved quickly. At this time, everyone in the outside world had just discovered that there was a long wound on Changsheng's neck, and Changsheng himself was frozen in place, seemingly seriously injured! After all, that was a cut that directly penetrated Changsheng.
A wound covering more than half of my throat!
However, just as Mu Zeyanrong and Mu Zeyanrong were in grief, Rakshasa laughed happily, with a trace of undisguised mockery in his laughter.
"You don't think she's dead, do you? Oh, I said it's a game for the three of you. If one of you is missing, no one will be happy. When it comes to playing for fun, the more people there, the more fun it is."
"Cough cough cough——"
Changsheng suddenly let out a series of choking coughs, and touched his neck with lingering fear. He found that although the dagger made a large circle, it was not deep, it just scratched the skin shallowly. There was just a lot of blood.
Seeing that Chang Sheng was fine, the other two people breathed a sigh of relief. But Mu Ze was extremely angry at the moment. Originally, the last word fell on him, but the demon cultivator added another word, and that's why Yong An got stabbed! This shameless little guy
people!
Seeing the extremely angry expressions of these playthings, Rakshasa laughed to the point of tears.
"Okay, okay, I have to maintain this mood to make me feel comfortable! We can still play this game for a long time! Come again!"
However, Rakshasa, whose face was red with excitement at this time, did not notice the thunderclouds gradually gathering in the sky, the increasingly dense spiritual energy in the air, and the eyes of Chang Sheng quietly watching him.