The elders of Zhutou's mother, that is, the elders of Zhutou's grandfather invited me to dinner. Well, I drank some white wine. (Just read the novel.)
Zhutou actually drinks very little liquor. He has drunk it no more than ten times since he was a child. After a few drinks, he feels a little dizzy!
So, shake your head, and the sleepy Zhutou reminds everyone: remember to vote for Zhutou! There are recommendation votes every day! Everyone, be diligent, log in every day, and you will have recommendation votes... In Yingang
In the eyes of disbelief, countless strands of cyan light as thick as hair spurted out from Lin Qi's fingertips, carrying a peaceful aura that made people feel calm, and landed lightly on his body.
Hundreds of important air pockets penetrated the body.
Itchy, numb, and swollen. Yingang's skin squirmed slightly. The pain nerves he transformed using secret methods were rapidly restored. Wherever the cyan light went, all injuries and abnormalities in Yingang's body were repaired.
It was as before. Even the several large scars on his body that looked like twisted centipedes were completely removed by the osmanthus tree, making his skin smooth and delicate again.
"It's better now!" Lin Qi rubbed his hands vigorously. He smiled and peeled off the cramps, cracked the bones and sucked the marrow. The four brothers nodded and said: "Now, it's up to you!"
The four brothers squatted next to Yingang, gently pressed his amazingly elastic skin, and then showed a satisfied smile. Because Yingang was pressed lightly by them, it was like an ordinary person being hit by dozens of sledgehammers.
It was as if it had been hit, and the pain caused his internal organs to twitch, and the pain caused tears to roll down the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.
The forbidden medicine has begun to exert its powerful effect. Yingang's body has become extremely sensitive. Even a trace of hair falling on him will have the effect of cutting his skin with a sharp knife, causing him pain that hurts his soul.
Split apart.
Lin Qi nodded, and he sat back on the high stool, so that Yingang could look at each other without having to raise his head too hard. Lin Qi looked at Yingang's angry eyes and chuckled softly.
He said: "When you can't stand it anymore, just speak up. They are the most skilled punishment masters in the Blood Qin Empire. I don't think there are any creatures in this world (just read the novel) that can survive their methods.
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In the city of Boreli, various forces are preparing to take action, preparing to pursue the person behind the Hydra token in Iseda's hand.
Wright Chenxi quietly issued an order to summon Mr. Mo to the Hermitage Society through Holy Light I. At the same time, several other major temples of the church also mobilized a group of high-level clergy with astonishing combat power to secretly
They infiltrated into Berelli and accepted the command of Wright Dawn.
Mr. Mo, on the other hand, was still in the manor in the northern suburbs, smiling and personally arranging the food, clothing, housing and transportation for Iris.
Although the terrible enemy successfully directed the spearhead at him, with Yingang there to clean up the traces, he didn't have to worry about anything going wrong. Only Mr. Mo knew how powerful Yingang was and how he could unknowingly turn Yin Gang on.
Someone like Oka probably hasn't been born yet.
So after being dispatched to Yingang, Mr. Mo put all his attention and care on Yitris. He carefully arranged every little detail of Yitris' life. He issued dozens of orders at the same time,
All the intelligence systems of the Hermitage Society were transferred to the mobilizing army of the Prince of Beihai. There were also some eyes and ears that had infiltrated into Arthur's army and followed their vanguard through a secret channel in the northeastern 'highlands'.
, embarked on the journey to the fourth abyss.
With a kind smile, Mr. Mo gestured an exquisite long dress on Yitris's body: "Dear Yitris, what a coincidence, Arthur's army also went to the fourth abyss. So, father,
He will arrange everything for you. You just need to follow his army into the Fourth Abyss, find some little mice hiding underground, and kill them all!"
Iris was curiously playing with a cute and plump pet rabbit when she heard Mr. Mo's instructions. Her face, which was as delicate as a porcelain doll but lifeless, showed a very evil smile.
Then a gray halo flashed across her fingertips, and the cute rabbit suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist and sprayed out. The blood mist sprayed all over Mr. Mo's body, but there was no blood stain on Iris's body at all.
"Oh, hehehe!" Mr. Mo patted Yitris' little head lovingly. He laughed softly: "Cute little guy, my darling! You still can't control your power well?
It doesn’t matter, you just woke up, this is normal. After a while, you will be able to live like a normal person!"
Gently stroking Yitris's head, Mr. Mo made secret calculations.
The most important thing now is to make those difficult Black Tiger family members disappear forever. Since they can escape from the fourth abyss after spatial location, it can be seen that their lair is near the place where they escaped. They are dreaming
No one thought that the church's tentacles were equivalent to Mr. Mo's tentacles that had dived into the fourth abyss, right?
When Yitris appeared in front of the Black Tiger family with the tyrannical force that Mr. Mo had secretly cultivated over the years, everything should have ended.
"Where did you get the confidence to embarrass me?" Mr. Mo sighed softly: "I really can't understand, why do you oppose me in the Western Continent? Since you have chosen to become my enemy, then I have only
You will be completely destroyed!"
With a relaxed smile, Mr. Mo began to criticize the current leader of the Black Tiger family: "An unwise man. For the sake of a young man in the family, a chess piece that can be given up at any time, he actually chose to be my enemy. A
A family that doesn't know how to exchange interests, a family that rushes in impulsively, a family that thinks force can solve all problems, such a family does not need to continue to exist."
Realizing that he had laid the plan to deal a fatal blow to the Black Tiger family, Mr. Mo was in a good mood, and he began to plan the arrangements for Iseda.
Iseta is the best carrier for Mr. Mo to test various new secret medicines. Mr. Mo used countless resources and spent countless secret medicines to turn Iseta into a nearly perfect magic weapon with all attributes.
The elements are fused into the body, so that it can safely withstand all the weird secret medicines of Mr. Mo. No matter how much Mr. Mo tries, these secret medicines will not cause too much damage to his body.
For a master-level figure who is inspired by the gods, such a test subject is rare. Therefore, since Iseda has been involved in the purple-striped dragon bone bismuth matter, he is not suitable to stay in Borelli.
.
Perhaps, after making certain adjustments to his appearance, he can be sent to the south? Let Iseda sneak into the core of the resistance army and become Latus's right-hand man? In this case, if Latus really re-supports Saint
Louis XIII ascended the throne. Then the Hermitage of Laishan would still maintain a strong influence on the Emperor of the Gallic Empire.
It's just a change of name and identity.
"That's good, the Black Tiger family has helped me make the best choice!" Mr. Mo smiled proudly: "Iseta staying in Bo Laili is just a waste of his talent and learning. Let him go to the south and let him go to the south."
He goes to the Resistance Army, this is the best way."
Iris looked at Mr. Mo with a little unhappiness. She held up a pair of boots made of fawn leather and pointed at a string of fine white beads on the boots with a frown. Iris hated white pearls, she thought.
Replace this string of beads with black ones.
Mr. Mo put aside all the thoughts in his mind and kept smiling, helping Yitris solve these trivial but extremely important problems for the little girl. No matter how powerful Yitris was,
In Mr. Mo's eyes, she was still the delicate daughter who lay dying in her infancy.
Mr. Mo's attention was diverted so that he didn't notice. Gingang had been away for too long, long enough for him to send Iseda to a safe secret cave and then go back and forth from Boreli several times.
It took ten rounds.
He even ignored the intelligence system of Berelli. The informants belonging to Berelli should have reported to him the whereabouts of Iseda and the information about Graham's confession two hours ago.
Under the cover-up, and under the full blockade of a group of huge and important forces in the Western Continent, the connection between Mr. Mo and Bo Laili was cut off.
In the underground hall of the big island in the southern sea of Vias, Lin Qi sat on a high stool, watching Knocker slowly use a special awl to carve on Yingang's ribs, which were as clear as crystal glass.
A statue of the God of Justice arbitrating the disputes between the people appeared. The awl and the bones collided with each other, making a crunching sound. Yingang, who was originally tall and majestic, had shrunk a lot at this moment, and his face became extremely haggard.
He was hundreds of years old when he was there.
Yingang looked at Lin Qi in despair. He roared feebly: "Give me death like a hero!"
Lin Qi crossed his legs, holding a big cigar in his mouth, and sneered lightly: "The Black Tiger family has been pirates for generations. Have you ever heard that there are heroes among pirates? You believe in the God of Justice, even your brain
Are all the pieces broken? Dear Mr. Yingang, you should tell me some information that interests me. Otherwise, I think you will die of pain."
Sucking his head up with a smile, he said gently: "My lord, he will never die of pain. As long as we don't want him to die, he will never die."
Sui Mui smiled peacefully, as peacefully as a 28-year-old girl, and even revealed a maternal tenderness. But his hands were doing an extremely terrifying thing. He carefully broke Yingang's skin,
Turn these slivers of skin into a handful of delicate braids.
Seeing his body being twisted and deformed at the hands of these four demon-like young men, Yingang's spirit finally collapsed.
Mr. Mo's magic restriction in Yingang's soul can prevent external forces from invading Yingang's soul, but it cannot prevent Yingang himself from having a mental breakdown and revealing all his confessions.
"Teacher's secret stronghold... I know all the secret strongholds of the Yishan Hermitage, including all the secret vaults of the Yishan Hermitage!"
Yingang wailed in pain: "I said, I will say anything. Let me die, let me die peacefully!"
The pain of betraying his teacher made Yingang completely lose all motivation to survive.
Lin Qi smiled and nodded, then jumped off the stool and stuffed a cigar into Yingang's mouth.
"Take a sip, this thing can relieve pain. Speak slowly, we are not in a hurry!"
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