His eyes were bulging, his nose was flat, and his sharp teeth were exposed from his lips, making a harsh and crunching sound.
It hooked Meng Fan's neck with one hand, and placed the other on his chest. The tongue in its mouth kept sticking out, sucking with relish.
"Sleepy." Lingxi shouted sternly.
Pei Chuan rushed forward, and the yin and yang belt in his hand turned into a long whip, forming a circle and locking it on Yin Ti's head.
I saw his right arm pulling, and the lock suddenly contracted.
The "monster" who coveted unborn breast milk screamed loudly, turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the door, trying to escape.
"receive."
Pei Chuan raised his hand to perform the secret, and the yin and yang belt lit up with white light.
He muttered words, and the silver needles were everywhere.
The remaining "ropes" are wound in circles, from top to bottom, to tightly tie the vaginal tire.
And those dozens of silver needles were inserted in the limbs of the vagina in an orderly manner, as well as in the center of the eyebrows.
"Senior sister, I'll leave the rest to you." Pei Chuan retreated and stood in front of Meng Fan, providing the safest protection in case of a surprise attack by the Yin Fei.
Lingxi, who was holding a whetstone in his hand, bit off his index finger and dripped blood on the stone surface.
"Kunlun has a technique to coagulate blood into a talisman..."
With a cold expression on her face, she waved her left hand up and down to draw talismans with blood, the speed was dizzying.
"The talisman is stored in the Qi, cutting off the Yin and removing the impurity."
"The energy comes out..."
Ling Xi pushed forward with a palm and slapped it hard on the whetstone.
"Whoosh."
At the front of the stone, a sharp golden light visible to the naked eye quickly exploded.
Like a sharp bow and arrow, it cannot be stopped.
But no one saw that a black light shot out from the end of the stone.
Compared with the ordinary power displayed by the golden light at the front end, the latter is obviously more terrifying.
The struggling and screaming Yin Fei was dying and lying on the ground twitching violently.
"呲呲呲."
The flesh melts and blood flows.
In just half a minute, the "monster" that had tortured Meng Fan for months was gone.
Pei Chuan immediately relaxed, turned to Lingxi and asked, "Senior sister, what do you think of the yin energy remaining in this fat man's body?"
"Should I give him a Quyin Pill, or prepare some medicine to clear it up slowly?"
"The Quyin Pill works quickly, but it has some side effects. With a mortal body, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it for a while."
Lingxi stood there without replying, still holding the broken whetstone in his hand.
"Senior sister?" Pei Chuan blinked suspiciously, not understanding the situation.
Lingxi bent over and knelt down, spitting out a large amount of black blood from his mouth.
On her lower abdomen, there was a shocking wound the size of a fist.
"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Pei Chuan ran away crying with his liver and gallbladder broken.
"Whet, sharpen the knife, the whetstone has been tampered with by an expert."
"There is a ray of sword energy with extremely high cultivation level hidden inside."
"I......"
She spoke with difficulty, forcing a smile.
The blood lines connected in series and never stopped, staining Qing Yi.
"Looking for Jingyue..."
Before she finished speaking, the girl fell to the ground.
"Uncle." Pei Chuan rolled and crawled towards the second floor, crying loudly.
Outside the living room, a Honda Domineering SUV drove into the yard.
The young man wearing a peaked cap strolled in and saw Lingxi lying in a pool of blood.
His pupils shrank and he regained his composure in an instant.
"Sister."
"Where are the people? Come quickly."
He was panicking and yelling like crazy.
He looked nervous and concerned, but his eyes flashed with intriguing pride.