There was only a muffled sound of "hoo", and the heavy soul torture stick fell on Heishen's body, and immediately made a "chichi" sound.
In an instant, it was as if ten thousand volts of voltage were released, causing Heishen to jump wildly and let out a burst of "ouch" screams.
In less than five minutes, this guy was whipped by Fang Xiaoyu into a kid as big as a three-year-old kid.
"Ah... this... this is too scary. I didn't expect that the soul torture stick in this kid's hand can still be used." Bai Shen was frightened by the power of the soul torture stick in Fang Xiaoyu's hand, and turned around and ran away.
"It's not that easy to escape." Fang Xiaoyu quickly flew over, picked up the soul torture stick in his hand, and chased after Bai Shen.
Seeing that Fang Xiaoyu was about to catch up with this guy.
I didn't want to, but when I saw Bai Shen, he suddenly turned around and smiled proudly.
"Hahaha! Boy, don't think that because you have a soul torture stick, I'm afraid of you. My Dharmakaya statue can grow to eight meters high. It will make your hands sore." Bai Shen knew that he couldn't escape, so he decided
Hold on till the end.
He took a deep breath and kept shaking his body. He immediately saw his Dharmakaya statue expanding rapidly.
In less than a minute, Bai Shen, who was originally only as tall as an ordinary person, suddenly grew taller and became a giant Dharmakaya statue over eight meters tall.
"If being tall was useful, I, Fang Xiaoyu, would have been eaten by you a long time ago. In my opinion, being eight meters tall is nothing more than a pile of trash." Fang Xiaoyu sneered, waved the soul torture stick in his hand, and charged fiercely.
He jumped up and violently whipped at Bai Shen in front of him.
"Huhuhu..."
As he smoked, he muttered something in his mouth.
"Willow branches beat ghosts, and the more they beat, the shorter they get."
After a whirring sound, the originally huge statue of the White God was reduced to the height of a seven or eight-year-old child by Fang Xiaoyu's soul torture stick in less than five minutes.
"Little brat, are you still going to compete with me in height?" Fang Xiaoyu sneered and grabbed Bai Shen's ear, which made Bai Shen scream out in pain.
"No, no, no... I don't dare to compete with you in height anymore. God, I was wrong, I was really wrong." Bai Shen cried and begged Fang Xiaoyu: "Please let me go, please?
I don't want to be your slave."
"Hehe! It's not your fault." Fang Xiaoyu smiled, looked at Bai Shen in front of him, and said with a smile: "I think you are fat and white, so you would be good as a fat and white Netherworld War General. Stop it now!"
With that said, Fang Xiaoyu picked up the soul torture stick in his hand and struck Bai Shen again with the stick.
At the same time, he had unscrewed the military pot at his waist and shouted: "Take it!"
There was just a "bang" sound, and in the blink of an eye, the statue of Bai Shen turned into a burst of smoke, and then with a cry of unwillingness, it got into Fang Xiaoyu's military pot.
"This...this...this kid is too scary. Run away! Run away." The leader of the Witchcraft Club shouted in fright, looking back while running away.
The black guardian even ran out of the forest directly.
"It's useless. I can't escape even if I hide in your mother's womb." Fang Xiaoyu glanced lightly, not paying attention to the two of them, but focused his gaze on a quiet road not far away.
On the mountain path.
I saw Yingji Junmei at this time, trotting with her legs crossed and a painful expression on her face, running for her life deep into the forest.
Behind her, there was a black god who was only as tall as a three-year-old child.
The two Yin gods, one behind and one behind, ran very slowly.
Especially Ying Ji Junmei's expression when running with her legs crossed is very puzzling.
When this woman runs, she has to cross her legs. It seems that without a little red in the snow, walking becomes inconvenient.
Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly and moved quickly to catch up. In less than three minutes, he blocked the way of the two Yin gods.
"Miss Yingji Junmei, what's wrong with you? It seems like it's not convenient for you to walk?" Fang Xiaoyu looked at Yingji Junmei curiously and asked with concern.
While he was talking, he suddenly saw a dark shadow passing by him.
Fang Xiaoyu glanced at it lightly and found that it was a lost Yin God.
With a snap of his fingers, he fired a five-thunder talisman and destroyed the Yin God.
"Ah..." After a cry of sadness in the forest, the passing Sanyin Shen was completely destroyed by Fang Xiaoyu, leaving only a burst of blue smoke, and his soul was gone.
"This is the fate of humans and ghosts." Fang Xiaoyu sneered and sighed.
Yingji Junmei trembled slightly, and then pretended not to see anything.
"Fang Xiaoyu, I..."
She forced a smile towards Fang Xiaoyu with an embarrassed look on her face and said: "I just took away the red underlay in the snow, and my legs are hurting! So, it's not convenient to walk... Can you see if I can
For the sake of my pity, let me go..."
"Let you go?" Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "If I let you go, how can I be worthy of my girlfriend? Have you ever thought that once your conspiracy succeeds, from now on, my girlfriend,
I’m afraid I will always be your soul slave, right?”
Fang Xiaoyu knew very well that if he was the one who failed, Gu Ling's fate would be ten times worse than Yingji Junmei's.
So he won't be lenient.
"This..." A trace of guilt flashed across Yingji's pure face, and she blushed and lowered her head.
Suddenly she wiped her eyes lightly with her hand, shed two lines of clear tears, bit her lip and said: "But I didn't harm you directly. Otherwise... or I can be your maid! As long as I
If you don’t kill me…”
"Be my maid..." Fang Xiaoyu thought for a while and replied with a smile: "But what are your specialties?"
"I... I have the best yin-cold physique, and I can cure any cold poison." The nvnyin goddess Ying Ji Junmei replied proudly: "Moreover, my telekinesis is powerful..."
"Okay! I can keep your life. However, I have to erase some of your memories." Fang Xiaoyu replied to Yingji Chunmei with a serious face.
"But..." Yingji Chunmei opened her mouth and wanted to say a few more words. Seeing Fang Xiaoyu's face darken, she had to bite her lip and said: "Wait a minute, I'll get something back first.
Can you help me erase my soul memory again? From now on, I will be your woman, and no matter what you ask me to do, I will listen to you."
"Okay! I'll give you three minutes." Fang Xiaoyu nodded.
"Thank you!" Yingji responded with a blushing face. She turned around, picked up her skirt, and trotted all the way to the stone in the pool before. She bent down and picked up the small white and red kerchief.
stand up.
"What do you want this for?" Fang Xiaoyu was a little dumbfounded. He couldn't understand why this woman attached so much importance to this small square scarf. (To be continued)