The steaming broth poured over him. He was frightened and wanted to jump away. Unexpectedly, he suddenly lost control of his left leg and fell to the ground. The large pot of broth was all tied to his legs.
, the pain was so severe that he howled like a wild animal. The reason why this guy dared to reach out and touch the boiling water
He was able to scoop dog meat out of the soup without fear of burning it, all because he had practiced cinnabar palm for more than ten years. His big hands were like steel poured into iron, and he could reach into the broth without any problem. But he couldn't bear the scalding heat.
The soup was so hot that my legs were scalded with large blisters, and I felt a heartbreaking pain.
All this happened so fast, Ximen Lang rolled forward without stopping for a moment, followed by the ghost boy who was chasing after him with short legs, waving his wooden stick and yelling angrily, "Asshole, I saw you running there.
..." The wooden stick hit the ground one after another, but always just missed.
In an instant, Ximenlang rolled over to Guishou, who was squatting at the Buddha statue and eating dog lungs. Guishou was busy eating, frowned and cursed: "Get away." He kicked him hard.
Ximen Lang suddenly spun around his buttocks to dodge the kick, and his top-like legs swept down the chasing ghost boy. The dwarf grinned and screamed in pain. He threw his upper body sideways, stretched out his hands quickly, and raised his right index finger.
The ghost's hand was hit on the numbness point, causing him to hold a half-pulled dog's lung in his hand and hold it there. With a look of horror on his face, he shouted: "Xiemen, what's wrong? I can't move. There's something weird about that kid..."
After hearing the messy noise, the hags and ghosts above and below the beams opened their eyes and looked over. At first, they thought that the pot of broth spilled on the ghost horse was just an accident, and they both had time to watch the fun.
, suddenly saw the ghost boy fall to the ground, and the ghost hand yelled in panic, and the two realized that something was wrong.
The hag suddenly turned over and jumped down from the beam, waving the stick in her hand and rushing towards Ximen Lang. The ghost swung his right arm, the golden rope in his sleeve danced, and the dart at the top stabbed Ximen Lang's throat like a poisonous snake.
At the critical moment, Ximen Lang quickly rolled to the left, avoiding the rope dart, and quickly put his shackled arms around the neck of the ghost boy who was about to stand up. He strangled him so hard that the ghost boy's neck made a sound like the joints were about to break.
, he screamed in pain.
Ximenlang yelled, "Whoever dares to come here, I will strangle this dwarf's neck..."
The sound was like thunder, echoing in the dilapidated temple.
The ghost woman suddenly stopped, the stick in her hand stayed in the air, and the ghost spirit took back the rope dart with a flick of her wrist. The eyes of the two women, one old and one young, flashed with cold light, and they looked sharply at the boy in front of them who had taken the ghost boy as a hostage.
The ghost boy's face turned red, and even gradually turned purple. He felt like his breathing was about to stop. He said with great effort: "Strangle me to death... Please, relax..."
Ximenlang was lying on the ground, with the ghost boy's leaning body next to him. He still strangled the other man's neck with force, and said coldly: "Shut up, you're not dead yet. Let's talk about it after death. People like you will
Live animals also waste food."
"Uh...wu..." The ghost boy could no longer make a sound. He could only hold on with a purple face in pain. He was a person with deep internal strength and could still hold on for a while. He would not suffocate to death in a short period of time.
Of course, this depends on Ximen Lang's mood. If he suddenly breaks the ghost boy's cervical vertebra due to his displeasure, the ghost boy will die and be sent to the eighteenth level of hell to become a real lonely ghost.
The ghost woman's gaze was like a cold arrow, as if she wanted to pierce the opponent's body, and she said in a cold voice: "Ximen Lang, if you know better, let him go quickly, otherwise, I will kill you without a burial place."
Ximen Lang sneered and said disdainfully: "Master, am I scared? If you want this dwarf to survive, you have to let Gui Ji and me go. Otherwise, I will kill him. I won't survive anyway."
Kill one to earn money, kill two to gain one."
Next to him, Guima finally stopped screaming, barely controlled his right leg that could move, stood up crookedly, and cursed with a grimace: "Fuck you, what happened, I can't move my left leg."
On the other hand, Guishou said fearfully: "That's better than me. The little bastard clicked on me and I couldn't move..."
A flash of surprise flashed in Gui Po's eyes, she stared into Ximen Lang's eyes and asked, "Can you do acupuncture?"
Ximenlang smiled and said: "You are very knowledgeable. Both of them fell into my plot. If I don't relieve them, both of these idiots will become disabled. One will have to have his leg amputated, and the other will suffer the same fate."
They are just in a vegetative state, if you let us two go, I will naturally relieve them both of their acupuncture points before leaving, what do you think?"
But the ghost woman snorted coldly and said: "Not at all." She quickly flashed to Gui Ji's side, grabbed Gui Ji's black hair with her left hand and lifted her up, dropped the stick in her right hand on the ground, and flicked her wrist.
Suddenly, a black knife with a curved shape like a sickle appeared and was pressed against Gui Ji Xuebai's neck. She said viciously: "Ximen Lang, let go of the ghost boy quickly, otherwise, I will kill him first.
she."
Ximenlang was shocked, Damn it, this damn woman is also playing with me and taking hostages, it’s terrible!
However, Gui Ji ignored her own safety and shouted loudly: "Ximen Lang, you don't have to worry about me and run away quickly. Just remember that you once had a woman like me. My real name is Gan Ninglian... Go away quickly, go away quickly...
"In desperation, she only saw Ximen Lang holding the ghost boy hostage, but she forgot that his hands and feet were tied. How could he escape if the steel wire cowhide ropes on his feet were not untied.
The ghost woman pressed her wrist, and the tip of the scimitar cut the delicate skin of Gui Ji's neck. A trace of bright red blood appeared. The red on the snow-white surface was so dazzling that it fell down quickly. She shouted sternly: "Hurry up and let go
Drive him, don't force me to kill your woman immediately..."
Seeing the blood on Gui Ji's neck, Ximen Lang felt a pain in his heart and did not dare to continue the stalemate. He said helplessly: "You win, don't hurt her, I will let her go." He raised both arms at the same time and let go.
The kidnapped ghost boy.
The ghost boy barely managed to hold on until now. After being released, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
A sneer appeared on the old face of the ghost woman, and she said: "Hurry up and relieve their acupuncture points."
Ximenlang smiled bitterly and said, "No problem, but I can't stand up and can't reach them."
The hag ordered: "Ghost, go over and help him up, and let him relieve your two senior brothers' acupuncture points."
The ghost agreed, walked over lightly, bent down and lifted Ximen Lang up, but the sharp rope dart in his hand was pressed against his waist, and said with a smile: "You'd better be good and stop playing tricks.