I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded Chapter 42 Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, dizziness is normal before being spanked
Chapter 42 Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, dizziness is normal before being spanked
Chapter 42 Take a deep breath. It’s normal to feel dizzy before being beaten.
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Chapter 42 Take a deep breath. It’s normal to feel dizzy before being beaten.
When Yan Jiu played the rebirth mantra on his mobile phone.
Ma Weiwei's uncle dragged his wounds while chanting sutras and praying for the old woman, and shouted to Yan Jiu: "Senior, listen to me, the Taiyi Sect is really willing to accept you as its leader. I will guarantee it with the head on my neck.
Just come and send us!"
Saw the excited uncle.
Ma Weiwei really wanted to find a gap and get in.
Jiang Azi squatted beside Ma Weiwei and shook his head, saying firmly: "Ajiu will not leave a good curator to become the thankless head of some kind of work."
Ma Weiwei nodded immediately.
She said that she got Jiang Azi's point.
Ma Weiwei felt that she had to go back and have a good communication with the bureau chief. It would be too unfair to give Yan Jiu a team member.
She straightened her attitude.
Ma Weiwei retorted to herself: "I will abdicate to Senior Yan, no, a team leader is not worthy of Senior!"
Jiang Azi: "..." Are you okay?
Her original intention was for Ma Weiwei to persuade the old man with the white beard to stop doing useless work.
Unexpectedly, Ma Weiwei was so proactive that he not only misinterpreted her meaning, but also expanded his thinking!
Yan Jiu didn't know what was going on with the people around her, so she came to the half-dead masked man.
The two masked men wanted to distance themselves from Yan Jiu.
But he is still trapped in the confinement of playing cards.
Couldn't move at all.
Yan Jiu saw clearly the disguises the two masked men were holding on to under their trembling bodies.
The smile at the corner of her mouth turned a little cold.
Yan Jiu raised her feet: "Did you think of today when you did evil?"
Violently kicked one of the masked men away.
The masked man left arc traces in the air like a dead fish, and finally stopped when his body hit a tree trunk.
Nagara was stunned by this scene.
Aren’t the humans known to be highly virtuous, always self-righteous, and would treat prisoners preferentially?
Why is this person so different!?
At that time.
Yan Jiu looked quietly at the other masked man.
The masked man was uneasy.
The next second.
Yan Jiu hit him with a punch to the head.
However, the masked man who was too resistant to the beating did not die and only fell to the ground and rolled.
The masked man felt wet and sticky soil on his hand.
But what invaded the nostrils was not only the fishy smell of earth, but also the faint smell of rust.
soon.
Sharp tingling sensations came from everywhere in the body.
The sea of fire faded.
The moonlight emerged from the dark clouds and thick smoke. Through the moonlight, the masked man saw the card that scratched his skin.
Countless playing cards were lined up one after another, standing in the air like pieces of iron with the blade pointing upward, above the soil.
He just rolled over the cards.
It left tiny wounds.
Although the power is small, it is enough to shock.
Nagara has gone from shock to silence.
Yan Jiu is the Asura clan, right!?
Otherwise, why would you be more tormenting people than they are!
See the situation.
Ma Weiwei and others looked adoring.
They have long wanted to torture evil people like this.
However, one has no strength and the other has no inspiration.
Jiang Azi squatted aside with his chin in his hands.
She inexplicably thought of a popular saying - look, what kind of torture was invented by my Minister of Punishment~
Yan Jiu used her fists to get along with the masked man in a friendly manner: "Tell me, what is the use of the luck-borrowing formation?"
One of the masked men was so beaten by Yan Jiu that his face was so swollen that it was inseparable from the mask, and he could not speak at all.
Yan Jiu then turned his attention to the other masked man.
The masked man shouted: "I said it, I said it! Lord Luohu wants luck to find the Nine Great..."
The words were not spoken yet.
The masked figure resembles a ball of corn wrapped in ketchup.
After being baked at high temperatures, the red color exploded like popcorn and scattered around.
Blood and flesh mixed with brain/plasma fell into the mud.
It directly saves the step of cremation.
The burial is completed in one step.
As for peace and unease?
I'm afraid only the dead know.
Except Yan Jiu and Nagara were present.
Everyone else was shocked, and they all said that the confidentiality agreement was so tight that no secrets could be revealed.
Yan Jiu looked at the other masked man who was shaking non-stop: "He is so pitiful. Go down and accompany him."
The masked man shook his head wildly.
He opened his mouth to Yan Jiu, but unfortunately his mouth was as swollen as his face after being beaten by Yan Jiu, and he couldn't speak at all.
Yan Jiu: "Your structure is simpler than that of a grasshopper? You actually think you can still speak under the baptism of my fist. Forget it, I can't ask you anything even after thinking about it. I'll kindly give you a ride."
"Don't be nervous. Take a deep breath. It's normal to feel dizzy before being beaten to death. Don't worry, I have experience."
"Hey, why did your hand slip? It's probably because I haven't practiced for a long time. Don't be afraid, it will be over soon."
Everyone: "..." Hey, my old man, do you really have no creative bottleneck in your scary quotes?
final.
The masked man did not hang under Yan Jiu's fist.
Instead, he was so frightened that he burped on the spot.
Yan Jiu teased and stood up straight: "This young man's sleep quality is really good. He just falls asleep."
Everyone: "..." Baby-like sleep?
Yan Jiu wiped her hands gracefully.
Walk towards Nagara.
The trapped Nagara felt a chill down his back.
Nagara quickly calmed down, and she gave a ferocious smile: "Winning king or losing bandit, I will kill or behead you as you please!"
Yan Jiu patted Nagara's masked face: "You little fool, how could I be willing to kill you like this?"
The affectionate words fell on Nagara's ears.
It's not the sound of nature.
Instead, the devil spoke.
Yan Jiu touched her chin and looked at Nagara's face: "It's strange, why do you all wear masks?"
A cross is engraved on the circle of the iron red mask.
Only the eyes and chin are visible through the mask.
Yan Jiu was curious: "Don't you need to eat?"
Others: "..." No, how can your focus be so strange!?
Nagara snorted coldly: "Only the king can look directly at the appearance of our race. You, an inferior race, are not worthy of it."
Yan Jiu blinked: "If you insist on saying that, then I will be interested."
Nagara choked.
When Yan Jiu was studying how to open the mask.
Nagara didn't panic at all. She looked up at Yan Jiu: "It's useless. There are my clan's secrets inside and outside the mask. No one except our clan knows how to crack it..."
Just listen to a "click" sound.
It was as if the mask on the face of the Asura clan had been lifted open by Yan Jiu's spell.
Nagara pupil earthquake.
She was distracted, and the mask she had worn for hundreds of years was played with by Yan Jiu.
Nagara's charming and coquettish face was reflected in Yan Jiu's pupils.
Yan Jiu also saw the black mandala in the center of the other person's forehead, which was as eye-catching as the mother-of-pearl painted by ancient women.
Don't wait for Yan Jiu to speak.
Nagara covered his face with his sleeves.
It eliminates the possibility of being seen by others.
Nagara's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he wanted to tear Yan Jiu into pieces with his eyes on the spot.
Nagara's chest felt tight.
What did she just do?
She was laughing at Yan Jiu for not being able to open the mask!
Why did she want to arouse Yan Jiu's competitive spirit?
This moment.
Nagara wanted to drag Yan Jiu to die together.
Just before she committed suicide.
A scroll appeared in the air above Nagara.
The next second.
Nagara disappeared out of thin air.
Changes only happen in a moment.
It was so fast that Yan Jiu had no time to make a last-ditch attack.
Jiang Azi floated to Yan Jiu's side: "I actually let her run away, huh, I guess she is lucky."
Yan Jiu said nothing.
She holds the mask.
Reminiscing about the scroll just now.
Ma straightened up slightly weakly and looked towards the direction where Nagara disappeared: "If I'm not mistaken, that is the long-lost teleportation scroll. I will report everything tonight. Thank you, Senior Yan, for the rescue."
Jiang Azi's eyes widened.
Looking at Ma Weiwei expectantly.
Ma smiled slightly at Jiang Azi: "Thank you also..."
Jiang Azi said proudly: "My name is Azi."
Ma Wei clasped his fists: "On behalf of the Taiyi faction and the action team, I would like to thank Senior Yan and Miss Azi."
Jiang Azi waved his hand.
Yan Jiu put away the mask and said seriously: "You're welcome, you should thank me for this."
