Huang Daxian's eyes are full of regrets and frightening colors. It knows that the white wax restraints its own species, but thinks that with the strength of the middle of the big demon.
If you can't shake the coffin, you guess the white wax. It is by no means an ordinary candle. It adds materials to the young man!
In fact, it is true that Zhao Fan combines the white wax of Huang Daxian tonight into the power of Longyang to make it into a method.
"Master, I am willing to surrender you and be a demon pet." Under the threat of life, Huang Daxian can no longer take care of the savior, and even death is futile. The most important thing is that the bloody judge order
The dead word made it familiar with it, and when he saw it, he was inexplicably shocked, and he couldn't mention the slightest war.
"Demon Pet?"
Zhao Fan was stunned, and the world passed on Huang Daxian to be arrogant. This is not like this before he really played against it? However, when he heard these two words, he had no fluctuations in his heart, and then he remembered the little marten.
Laughing: "Sorry, I have a spirit pet. Speaking of you, you are barely considered close relatives. Besides, I don't need a demon pet that sin."
From the perspective of biology, the marten belongs to the Itachi family, so it is not an exaggeration to call it close relatives.
Huang Daxian's eyes were dark, and it screamed his throat, "There is no room for reconciliation?"
"right."
Zhao Fan's hand of life and death order, with the words of death to it, the sound seemed to be sacred in Xianwei: "I judge you, guilty!"
The next moment, the black "dead" dispersed the black light into a huge dead word above.
Huang Daxian was too late to avoid it, so he was shrouded in the word of the black light, and then did not enter its body, and the breath dropped again. Compared with the prosperous state, only 40 % were stored.
It was shivering on the beam of the room, and it was really scared. That long order, it suddenly caused his demon power to fall into the early stage of the big demon?
"The killing of three lives was cut like this?" Zhao Fan was a little dissatisfied, but the judgment of the life and death order symbolized Zhong Yan's judgment, and he murmured in his heart, and dare not question the predecessor of the great power.
In fact, this Huang Daxian has done a lot of good things through his disciple Ge Zhongtian, in the past, in order to accumulate merit, but now he has offset some of the penalties.
Demon Xiu also requires merit, because when the peak of the young demon is broken into the realm of the big demon, it is necessary to cross the robbery, and the heavenly robbery at the realm of the demon king is ten times the great monster. Most of the monsters are
It is difficult to carry the past with real strength, and the consequences of failure are to diverse smoke.
If there are many merits, you can be sheltered at the time of crossing, thereby reducing the power of heaven.
Therefore, some monsters will recruit Ma disciples. This type of demon repair is a "immortal family."
In contrast, Shang Cang is much more relaxed to the human race. Wudao will start to cross the robbery when he enters the sanctuary.
As for the reason, it is simple. Ninety percent of the world is occupied by the human race. With this privilege, even Fuyin hundreds of millions of ordinary vulgar, which makes people the master of many souls.
Zhao Fan put the order of life and death into Jialan Xumiyu, and it was useless to pronounce it. It was useless to hold it in his hand. In the following month, Huang Daxian's strength will maintain this "castration" state, but the premise is that it can survive the survival of life.
tonight.
Zhao Fan would not give Huang Daxian's opportunity. He took the evil pen and threw it up.
Huang Daxian was shocked and couldn't move at all. It watched his abdomen run through the big pen.
The lonely gambler is about to make the last gambling, either success or death!
"Um?"
Zhao Fan rushed to the first three steps in his eyes. As soon as the five fingers grabbed the air between the weasel and the red coffin, he caught the demon soul of Huang Daxian from the body.
The demon soul struggling crazy, but it seemed to be hugged by iron classes, which was nothing to do.
"It's naive. Under my eyelids, I still think about the female corpse in the coffin?" Zhao Fan rubbed his fingertips. This Huang Daxian's demon soul immediately crushed and dissipated in the air.
At this time, the window was shining, and outside, the loud rooster sounded.
"Oh ... oh ~~~!!"
"It's dawn."
Zhao Fan stood next to Huang Daxian's body and waited for three minutes. After the evil pen was absorbed after the evil pen, he pulled it up and put it back to Jialan Xumiyu.
After such a big fold, if it is born unsuccessful, it will not pass. "
"That is, I was almost hanged." Shenxiu was angry.
"Haha, after the 1980s, the monks almost made Huangpi Zi change their lives in the small village in the countryside. This matter was spread, and it should be a good story." Zhao Fan joked: "I don't know what the master knows what it will feel like.
"
Shenxiu was shocked: "Don't, let Master know, I'm afraid I can't drift around with you anymore.
"Cheng, this is what you said, I didn't force you." Zhao Fan smiled with a conspiracy, and closed his eyes: "Help someone to help the end, send the Buddha to the West, sleep for two or three hours first, before noon, before noon,
After we got Li Yan’s funeral and Mr. Na Ge, we collected merit coins and withdrew. "
"Then I will sleep and be shocked." Shenxiu fell asleep.
Nympho
courtyard.
After the village chief got up, he saw that there was another yellow skin body next to the shed. He subconsciously looked at the room where the young master lived.
Don't come here.
Then, he thought that his daughter -in -law had only six and a half days left with herself, so I rode on a bicycle to buy food in the market. He returned to burn seven dishes at the fastest speed.
Inside, he called his daughter to come and enjoy this rare precious time.
More than that, the village chief contacted other cadres. There is no time for this week. Don't find him for big things.
When a girl is dying, if she does not cherish, she will regret it for life!
At more than eight o'clock.
Zhao Fan woke up, pushed Shenxiu and got up to the yard. After a set of fists, God was refreshing.
The village chief came over and asked, "Master Zhao, is the matter solved?"
"Well." Zhao Fan nodded and said: "The corpse of the rhubarb skin is in the house. You drag out the two pieces of the two pieces. By the way, there is a small yellow skin in the coffin."
"Okay." The village chief called the two nephews.
After the embolism, the pillar came over, dragged Huang Daxian's body, and lifted the coffin back to the shed according to the meaning of Zhao Fan. When the coffin was opened to take the corpse of the small yellow skin, the corpse in it suddenly opened his eyes,
Get up and climb out of the coffin.
"Oh my God!" Shuanzi was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
And the legs of the pillar simply refused to obey the orders.
At this time, a hand stuck with a Taoist talisman reached into the coffin and touched the forehead of the female corpse, and she regained her composure.
The owner of the hand is Zhao Fan.
He said coldly: "I am still restless even when death is imminent."
Shuanzi asked: "Master, what's going on? Is it a fake corpse?"
"No, the little yellow-skinned soul is attached to Li Yan's corpse." Zhao Fan shook his head, picked up the little yellow-skinned corpse, and threw it over to "reunite" the father and son.
Soon after, a fire started.
Four strips of yellow leather of different sizes were burned to ashes.
"Dig three inches of the soil below, put it into bags and throw them into the river at the end of the village." Zhao Fan ordered.
The bolts and pillars immediately obeyed.
Then, Zhao Fan looked at the village chief and said: "When they came back, they evacuated the funeral shed, moved the coffin to the back mountain, and burned the body with the coffin. As for the cemetery, just use the place Ge Zhongtian picked.
OK, I’ve done the math, there’s nothing wrong with this hell house.”
"Thank you, Master. Thank you very much." The village chief bowed deeply, then took out a thick mule of money wrapped in red cloth from his pocket, handed it over and said, "This is fifty thousand, that's all my savings."
, I hope you won’t be surprised.”
"Take it back, I don't want this." Zhao Fan said in an indifferent tone: "This master travels all over the world, not for fame and fortune, but to do justice for heaven, so I will just take you a symbolic coin."
"ah?"
The village chief and the girl next to him were stunned. Not only was this master young, but he also had great abilities, and he was also indifferent to fame and wealth... A god, he really was a god!