What does it feel like to wait to see yourself being skinned, deboned, sliced, cooked, and then put into the pot without dying?
At this moment, looking at these dozens of non-human beasts rolling around on the ground, struggling crazily, and wailing extremely, you can feel a little bit of this feeling!
"Hehe! Don't worry, this general will definitely strike hard to make you feel comfortable. After all, it is the pig-killing technique passed down from our ancestors. It will definitely be in place and you will be satisfied!"
The dozen or so generals from our camp who are good at slaughtering and cooking have now walked up to the dozen or so enemies and spoke with a ferocious smile.
Some turned their hands over, and suddenly there were various knives of different sizes and shapes in their hands, but they were all shining with cold light, and all of them were of extraordinary quality. At first glance, they were magical weapons!
Some kept squeezing the flesh and tendons of various parts of the enemy's body with their hands up and down, as if inspecting goods, their eyes were shining, and they laughed excitedly: "The meat on the back is good! Hmm! The tendons on the thighs
It’s even more delicious! Oh, I’ll go for it! Cut off these two big ears and fry them, then drink them with wine! It’s the best!”
Some brought out a basin, washed their hands solemnly and solemnly, with pious expressions on their faces, and murmured to themselves: "Life is precious! Therefore, slaughter! It must be artistic!"
Others took out their paintbrushes and kept scribbling on the enemy's body, clearly marking long lines, and said to themselves: "From the heart to the lower abdomen, the skin here is the softest, mark it carefully.
Try to disembowel the body with one knife, but alas, I’m still not good at it, maybe two or three knives are needed, forget it, it doesn’t matter how many knives it is, just disembowel it first.”
These actions and words fell into the eyes of the dozens of enemies. Every word made them tremble violently, their eyes widened, bloodshot eyes spread inside, and they struggled and roared more and more crazily!
At this moment, they no longer even want to beg for mercy, and they no longer curse and curse. There is only one thought left in their minds!
That is just seeking a quick death!
As long as you die, you won't know anything anymore and it will be over!
It's a pity that Ye Wuque's power has already completely imprisoned them all over their bodies, including the power of their souls!
The only thing they can do is simply roar, simply struggle, and slowly feel the arrival of this despair!
For example, there are three warriors from our camp who are good at slaughtering gathered here in Baoji. Their eyes are shining brightly, staring at Baoji's huge body, which is ten thousand feet in size, and they are constantly amazed!
"What a big stupid cow! Look at these bulging muscles, as if they were made of fine iron! Status is status. With such a strong body, the quality of the meat must be top quality!"
"There is also this pair of horns, which are excellent materials for refining divine weapons. We cannot let them go! Pick them off for Master Ye and keep them."
"Tsk, tsk! There are eight legs. If you cut them into steaks and use them for barbecue, the taste would be incredible! I can't help it, my mouth is watering!"
Canglang! Canglang!
The three generals, Renwang, spoke excitedly, and each of them pulled out various knives specially used to open up the world and peel off skin and cramps.
Arranged one after another, there are dozens of them!
"major!"
Ye Wuque, who was standing with his hands behind his back, saw this scene and immediately nodded with praise in his eyes.
"Ye Xiaoer! You have to die easily! If you have the guts, kill me! If you have the guts, kill me! What does this mean? Are you still a human? Are you a human? Kill me! If you have the guts, kill me!
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"You have no humanity! You will definitely go to hell after you die! You beast! You are a cold-blooded and heartless beast!"
Bao Xi roared with all his strength at this moment. The bull's head, which was like a hill, hit the ground crazily. Each of his eight hooves had kicked out huge pits. There was endless fear and despair in his voice!
It cursed Ye Wuque crazily, trying to anger Ye Wuque and make him kill him, and even involved benevolence and morality.
It seems that Baoji has long forgotten what he did before!
In this world, there are always some people who like to use double standards to deal with things. When they judge others, they apply one thing to another, but when it is their turn, they selectively forget it.
At this moment, countless soldiers in our camp were listening to the enemy's wails and curses, and looking at the generals and kings who were already sharpening their swords to fight against the pigs and sheep, their hearts were full of joy and joy, and their thoughts began to clear up!
Repay the other person with his own way!
Just let them taste what it feels like to be eaten!
This is the best way to get revenge!
"Ye Xiaoer! Kill me! You kill me! I am a status! I am a high status! I want to die with dignity! You should give me the last dignity!"
The violent beast was still roaring crazily, but it could already feel six sharp knives emitting cold air rubbing back and forth on its body!
"Ye Xiaoer! You are not..."
"It seems you still haven't remembered who I am."
Suddenly, Ye Wuque's calm voice sounded, directly interrupting the violent roar.
He slowly walked up to Bao Xi's huge turned head and looked at it condescendingly, his bright eyes filled with coldness.
"Between you and me, there is not only a new hatred just now, but also an old hatred that has not been settled..."
As soon as Ye Wuque said these words, the ferocious and huge bull's head suddenly froze, and a trace of doubt subconsciously emerged in the red eyes!
The strange feeling of familiarity that arose in Bao Ji's heart when he saw Ye Wuque suddenly appeared in his heart!
Combined with Ye Wuque's words at this moment, it is obvious that this is not its illusion!
"You, who are you?"
It roared violently, its voice trembled, and it stared at Ye Wuque, but it couldn't remember where it had seen the young man in front of it, and even formed a grudge!
The three generals and kings temporarily stopped what they were doing and stood aside respectfully, waiting for Master Ye to finish.
"It seems you still haven't remembered. Forget it. I'll give you a hint."
thump!
The expressionless Ye Wuque threw his right hand, and suddenly a blood-stained and well-preserved head hit the ground. Then it rolled down, and finally rolled to the front of the fierce and huge turning head, face up!
This head has six eyes and is extremely young. The shock, anger and despair before death have been solidified, and it is lifelike!
boom!!
The moment he saw this dead-eyed head, the violent head exploded with a bang, as if it was struck by thunder, and an incredible look of madness appeared on his huge face!
How could it not recognize this head and face?
It was the only disciple it had taken in the past... Liu Yuye!
"You, you are... no! Impossible! You are already dead! I personally drove you into the violent Star Swirl and into the chaotic undercurrent of space! How can you still be alive? And you have become so powerful? This is not
possible!!!"
Bao Xiu is completely crazy and confused at this moment!
But once it was broken, the fierce and huge pupils suddenly shrank violently, and the scene of killing Ye Wuque in the Southern Star Territory of the Beidou Star Territory immediately appeared in his mind!
The young man in the memory and the young man in front of him slowly merged into one, and they were basically the same person!
It finally remembered!
"No! Impossible! No way..."
Violent is stupid!
I just repeated these two sentences over and over again, not even struggling anymore!
Not only did the ants that it could easily crush to death with a mere divine soul clone not only survive, but it has now grown to such an extent that it is so far out of reach that it can't even see its heels!
How long has it been since?
This strong contrast and the impact of fear and despair completely shattered the last line of defense in the violent heart.
"Understood? Then prepare to go down and reunite with your apprentice. He must miss you very much..."
After saying this, Ye Wuque turned around directly, not even looking at Bao Xi again.
What greeted the violence were three generals from our camp who were sharpening their swords and walking towards it with excitement!
Phew! Phew!
"Ahhh!"
"No!"
"You, you must die a happy death!"
The sounds of disembowelment resounded one after another, and the sound of blood splattering echoed out, accompanied by howls of despair and pain, soaring into the sky!