Volume 1, Five Elements, Chapter 13, Not Human Hands
The tears of the crying ghost fell rapidly, without distinguishing between friend and foe. They enveloped the three people on Shijie.
The crisp cracking sound accompanied by the intensive sound of flesh penetration was particularly harsh on this rainy night.
The laughing ghost with the golden energy pouring into his whole body is an iron bastard. When those crystal clear steel needles fall on his body, it is like an egg hitting a stone, which can only be broken to the ground. But the other two cannot, they are not that hard.
shell.
Fortunately, it was Tieshan's aunt who spent a lot of money to let Tieshan kowtow to Bazheluo and cultivate the martial arts of steel and iron bones. Those steel needles were almost lifeless, but it would be better to turn into a hedgehog.
definitely.
It is always easier to pass through a sieve than a hedgehog. The former is a breathing creature, while the latter is a dead thing.
Cui Qi raised his head and looked at the mountain-like body blocking all attacks. He smiled bitterly and said, "It must be very painful."
Tieshan grinned: "If you get used to it, it won't hurt anymore..."
The crying ghost in mid-air changed his face and shouted: "Big, big brother. They know how to use and control the secrets of external skills."
The laughing ghost is not blind. He laughed loudly and said: "So what, I will do it..."
"boom!"
The word "death" was forcefully slapped back into the Laughing Ghost's stomach by a huge wooden hand, and was slapped into the bluestone slab.
The crying ghost in mid-air is like a monkey, jumping up and down on the rain, avoiding another huge wooden hand.
Seeing this, Cui Qi suddenly jumped up and made a heavy drop in mid-air, hitting Tieshan directly.
But I saw Tieshan sinking his waist and holding his horse, holding the sky with both hands.
Of course, what the iron mountain held up was not the sky, but the fallen Cui Qi. The Cui Qi soared into the sky faster than when it came...
Cui Qi was much, much taller than the monkey that jumped left and right. Then he turned over and fell faster and faster...
Cui Qi has not yet mastered the palm technique that fell from the sky. Therefore, it is impossible to kill the master with one palm.
But it doesn’t matter if you can’t shoot to death, as long as you can keep shooting.
Although the foreign kung fu master who fell from the sky did not have a sword in his hand, if he actually got punched, his head would be damaged.
The crying ghost glanced up and almost burst into tears. Just as he was about to dodge back, he saw a huge wooden hand whistling and slapping his back.
If it doesn't work in the back, then change it. If you don't open the door, I will get through the window. The crying ghost has a good idea, but the reality is very cruel. I don't know where the damn guy appears, and he suddenly shoots people with hidden arrows...
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh..."
The tears of the crying ghost really came down this time, and it was still a series of damn arrows.
The front, rear, left and right were sealed, and seeing nowhere to hide, the crying ghost gritted his teeth and suddenly made a heavy fall. He fell rapidly towards the ground...
Cui Qi is chasing them above, and the crying ghost below is running away. At this speed, if they fall, they will probably be disabled for life, even if they don't die.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, not two people hitting the ground, because it had to be two.
A sound means it is not.
I saw the Iron Bastard being knocked to the ground and finally smashing the hand holding him down.
Sawdust flew, and the Laughing Ghost jumped out of the pit, took a step forward, pulled out the Weeping Ghost's epee, and rushed towards Xuanyuan Pinellia...
Cui Qi's speed was very fast, and he was about to hit the crying ghost who was falling rapidly. Suddenly he saw a column of water rising from the ground, and it rolled away with the short body of the crying ghost.
Originally, the crying ghost could be used as a meat cushion, but now it's better. The people are gone, and only the bluestone ground is left.
Seeing that he was about to come into close contact with the cold ground, Cui Qi couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. What a mess.
Suddenly Cui Qi felt a tightness in his waist, and he was grabbed like a chicken. He turned around and threw him towards the crying ghost...
In mid-air, Cui Qi wanted to curse loudly. You bitch, the opportunity is gone, you are sending me to my death.
Sure enough, sure enough, the crying ghost turned his tears into a river, the river turned into ice, and the ice turned into a dragon's head in a blink of an eye...
Cui Qi hurriedly poured the true energy from the twelve sutras into his left hand, and used his hand instead of a knife to use the killing knife that penetrated the space without thickness. He used the unique skill of shaking the crying ghost, breaking the ice dragon.
A figure penetrated the rain curtain, and the jade-like left hand cut on the dragon's smooth and shining forehead...
Tieshan raised his head, and the three donkeys in the distance stared. They saw a shocking scene, an arrogant scene, and a very heartless scene.
Cui Qi didn't want to be careless, but that stupid woman threw him out, leaving him with no choice. Now that stupid woman didn't even look at him.
Xuanyuan Banxia didn't have time to look at it, she was being chased around the world by the little man who demolished the house.
The Laughing Ghost's giant sword is in his hand and has turned into a humanoid weapon.
The falling sword can be used as a foot, and the sword can be used as a sword when it comes out. The foot does not touch the ground, only the sword touches the ground, and it cuts wildly.
I saw the giant sword swinging out, and the beams, floors, tables, chairs and benches, everything was cut into pieces. Only the willow with a slim waist was not broken.
In fact, it is wrong to talk about the joker demolishing the house, because it is Regulus Pinellia that really demolishes the house.
As Yangliu's slender waist twisted, wherever her jade hand touched the wood, it no longer looked like wood. Instead, it looked like a big hand that could only strangle people to death.
This is just dead wood. Even if it becomes a hand, it is not flexible enough. If it is a living wood, such as the big willow tree in the house, there will be many hands, which is very scary...
Cui Qi has beheaded both humans and monsters, but when faced with the dragon head in front of him, he has little experience because there is no way to find it.
When the Sesshō Sword slashes down, the dragon's head is not cut open, but exploded. The sky is filled with ice crystals, leaving people with nowhere to hide.
Cui Qi flew out upside down, his throat felt sweet in mid-air, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
He was very fortunate that, apart from being impersonal, his master was very capable. He even knew Bazheluo's maternal Kung Fu secrets.
Bazhe Luotutuo is the only being in the world who has become a heavenly being by virtue of his external skills. It is self-evident how powerful his external skills are.
There were no broken muscles or fractures, just injuries to the internal organs, which is already a very good result. Cui Qi wanted to say "thank you" to the teacher for making him so durable.
Cui Qi fell into the rain and slid very far along Qingshi Street. It wasn't until he picked up the Sanmiao Zu Dao that fell in the rain that he did a backflip and landed next to Tieshan.
Facing the crying ghost who has taken over all the time, Cui Qi feels that there is no chance of winning in this battle. Even if he goes all out, he is not afraid of revealing the secret to the world. I am afraid that even after his blood boils, he will not be able to rely on money in such a ghostly weather.
The spirit defeats the weeping ghost.
The weather, the right location, the right people, if you don't take advantage of any of them, then it's a waste of time.
Cui Qi turned around and said, "You can't beat me. If you continue to beat me, you will die. Tell that little bitch to run away. I'll take a breath first."
Tieshan was about to yell "The wind is tight and the wind is blowing" when he saw three more figures breaking through the rain curtain and coming...
"How dare you, Xiao Fangxiao, to act wildly in the mountain village? Do you think I, Huairuogu, will not kill anyone?"
Before the people arrive, the sound arrives first.
Cui Qi frowned slightly and said, "If you don't come early, you won't come later. You have to be beaten until your nose is black and your face is swollen." He came as soon as he came. Since he knew it was Xiaoxiao, why did he come so loudly? Is he afraid that he would run too slow?
Sure enough, when that voice roared out, the crying and laughing ghost boy didn't even leave a harsh word behind, and ran away without a trace.
Cui Qi took a breath and sighed in his heart. What a sage, who can defeat others without fighting without a word, and his face is not lost at all.
Three figures landed on the ruined Zhang San Inn. One of them, a kind-hearted old man, stepped forward and cupped his fists towards Xuanyuan Banxia and said, "It's all my fault that I came late and scared my little friend."
Cui Qi smiled when he saw this.
Kaosan Village is such a big city. Anyone wearing purple clothes can come in, and Saint Huai will know it very well. It seems that the old man's control over Kaoshan Village has reached the point where water cannot be poured into it, and a needle cannot penetrate.
Xuanyuan Pinellia on the side responded: "I have admired the reputation of the saint for a long time, my little girl Xuanyuan Pinellia, this is very polite."
Huai Ruogu was just slightly stunned. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Who dares to wear purple clothes? It turns out she is the beloved daughter of the demon clan's national master and the apple of the demon emperor's eye."
After saying that, Huairuogu looked at Cui Qi and the others again, and said with a smile: "You guys were disturbed in my mountain village. I will hold a banquet to apologize. I wonder if some of the kids can give me a chance to make amends."
The saint said that Cui Qi and others should not give others some face. After all, this is a mountain village.
However, Huairuogu walked up to Zhang San and his wife who were hiding far away again, took Zhang San's hand and said with a smile: "Stay with me for a few days first. Don't worry, when you come back, the brand new Zhang San Inn will be there.
Then we can open again.”
A very kind old man, an old man who laughs very well, and an old man whose thoughts are as deep as the sea.
To transcend the ordinary and become a saint is not to avoid eating the fireworks of the world. It is to bend down and feel the earth's atmosphere.
Cui Qi could tell from the conversation between Huai Shengren and Zhang San that the old man was very down-to-earth and very good at helping others solve their problems.
But why, Cui Qi felt that the saint had such a strange feeling. It seemed that there was something uncoordinated.
It wasn't until everyone arrived at the Huai family's old house that they felt this way. Under the bright candlelight, Cui Qi realized what the incongruity was.
This old man with white beard and hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, has a face so tender that there is no trace left by the wind and frost.
Moreover, the saint's two younger brothers are also in their sixties. However, their skin is the same as that of the saint, with no wrinkles visible and as tender as that of a swaddled baby.
Everyone has a secret.
Cui Qi kept all his doubts and confusion in his heart...
"Little friend Li Rui, I heard that the third prince of Daqian is an extremely beautiful man and has the same name as my little friend. I don't know..."
Cui Qi stood up again, greeted him respectfully and said: "A peerless beauty, I don't dare to be a young man."
Huairuogu stroked his beard and laughed and said, "I wonder where in the world you can find someone like Xiaoyou. As expected, he is His Highness the Third Prince."
With that said, Huairuogu stood up and bowed.
Regardless of whether he is a real saint or a fake saint, if the saint from the backing village performs a grand ceremony, his life will be shortened.
Cui Qi hurriedly took a few steps forward, supported the saint's arm, and said with a smile: "The saint is like this, but it's a shame."
Huairuogu borrowed the donkey down the slope and said with a smile: "The two gentlemen beside His Highness are of extraordinary magnanimity. They are not unknown people after all."
Cui Qi's distant eyebrows were much closer, but he said with a smile: "They are all good guys I met in the Corridor of Death..."
Li Si, Wang Wu, these names sounded fake at first sight. Huai Ruogu didn't care at all, but laughed and said: "It is really a great blessing in my life to see His Highness, Princess, and two heroes today...
"
"In just a few days, it will be the Immortality Porridge Festival. Your Highness, the princess might as well stay a few more days."
The hypocritical polite words came from the saint's mouth, but they sounded sincere and there was no trace of hypocrisy. It made people feel warm in their hearts. However, the blindfolded beauty in purple could not see any warmth at all, as if she could not melt away.
of iceberg.
When the prince was next to the princess, he could naturally feel the chill on his skin. But the prince felt that the princess was not as cold as the saint. Because when he helped the saint, the saint's hand made the prince's warm blood turn cold.
