Chapter 445 [Take money as dung, accept it shamelessly]
He Xiaotian sympathized with Roger's misfortune.
Ever since he entered the Underworld, this guy has never been unlucky.
He once doubted whether Lao Luo was the reincarnation of a bad guy.
Because his experience cannot be described with just one word.
I'm afraid not all non-chiefs are so shameless.
But what followed was deep doubt.
Isn't this guy always following me?
Why did he get in front of the coffin for no reason!
If Roger knew about He Xiaotian's inner complaints, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.
He didn't understand why he, a strange person who could at least defeat the ninth-grade peak person, couldn't withstand the impact of the panicked villagers.
In fact, he was forced to the coffin by a group of people.
Then he was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders and pulled inside.
Especially before closing the coffin lid, the three faces showed the hopelessness of life at the same time, and the overall emphasis was on one being pitiful.
"Bold!!"
A loud shout rang out from the tomb, and most of the people were stunned by He Xiaotian.
The chaotic environment suddenly became quiet.
At the same time, He Xiaotian rushed to the coffin with a loud sound.
The huge right palm wrapped around the scorching fire and smashed it down like the sky and the earth.
"Boom"
After the coffin collapsed, a bloody corpse inside was revealed, and this thing was actually on Roger's body, up and down his hands.
The two bloodshot eyes were filled with eagerness.
If we ignore all external factors and add the phoenix crown on Roger's body, this picture looks like an anxious groom.
His mouth was open, and there was a strange gurgling sound in his throat, which seemed to be telling him something.
Unfortunately, only half of the tongue is exposed in the mouth.
As for how He Xiaotian could tell whether the bloody corpse was him?
It was simple. After a quick glance, he saw something named Gil.
Of course it was skinned, and it was so bloody that when a man saw it, a gust of cold wind would involuntarily pass through his crotch.
After all, we are all male compatriots, so it is inevitable that there will be some emotions like "the rabbit dies and the fox is saddened by its own kind".
Seeing that he was exposed, the bloody corpse suddenly pushed away Roger, who had suffered great humiliation, and then pounced on He Xiaotian.
A strong cold air rushed towards my face.
Even for a moment, the white flames on He Xiaotian were suppressed.
"roll!"
He raised his foot and hit the bloody corpse in the lower abdomen.
"boom!"
Then I saw this corpse, which seemed to have been skinned, and shot back like a shell.
Roger, who had just stood up, looked at the bloody corpse that was smashed into his face, his face covered with numbness.
Before he had time to dodge, he was caught off guard and followed the corpse, crashing through the memorial shed and flying out.
He Xiaotian bent his legs and rushed over with a whoosh, following closely behind.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the bloody corpse that was shooting backwards in mid-air.
The two looked at each other, and the thing's throat screamed strangely, and it stretched out its bloody hands to pinch his neck.
"Buzz"
He Xiaotian's spiritual power came out in full force, and the phantom of the Heavenly Palace was activated.
Using his mental power to pull the heart of the blood corpse, he created a false world in his heart that was like a fairyland to him. It made him feel that it was a fairyland in his own dream, but it was so beautiful that he could not even imagine it in his dream.
come out.
"Let me see what you want to do!"
"Wow"
Still in the familiar spirit shed, the bloody corpse attacked 'He Xiaotian', grabbed his neck, and then put the other arm on his heavenly spirit cover.
"Human skin! Human skin! My human skin!!"
The bloody corpse muttered in his mouth, his words were urgent and anxious, and his voice was cold and resentful.
Then he pulled it out hard and a bloody corpse was pulled out.
Afterwards, this strange thing that was immersed in a sweet dream took the human skin of 'He Xiaotian' and put it on himself.
A vivid 'He Xiaotian', whose only skin belongs to He Xiaotian, appears in the illusion.
"Human skin, human skin."
The new He Xiaotian calmed down, his tone no longer irritable, but fell into a strange calm.
His bloodshot eyes regained their clarity.
It seems that the bloodthirsty and cruel bloody corpse just now is not his nature.
Just the next second, he became anxious again.
Because there is a bloody corpse at his feet.
Suddenly, the person wearing the skin of He Xiaotian discovered that the coffin behind was intact.
After a brief moment of shock, he couldn't care less why the exploding coffin reappeared.
He picked up the bloody corpse with one hand, lifted the lid of the coffin, and threw it in.
After doing all this, he hurriedly left the mourning shed.
"boom"
The picture was frozen at this point, and then it was like a mirror that had been cracked, shattering inch by inch.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
When the bloody corpse came back to his senses, he found that he was still flying in the air. The enemy in front of him had not been killed by him, and the human skin had not yet been obtained.
"Kick-kick"
A strange scream came from his throat, and he looked at He Xiaotian fiercely.
"boom"
Unfortunately, before he could take the initiative to attack, He Xiaotian struck him from top to bottom with his palm.
He directly blasted it down from the air with infinite force.
It's just a shame for Roger, who knows that he has close contact with the blood corpse.
The two people were directly smashed into the ground, and He Xiaotian landed lightly in front of them.
"Whizzing!"
There was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and the leader of Li Village and his brother, the man carrying the sword, followed.
"Wow!"
At the same time, dozens of people holding torches came from outside the funeral shed and surrounded the three people in circles.
Judging from their swallowing throats and slightly trembling thighs.
These villagers are not as fearless as they appear on the surface, they are just suppressing the fear in their hearts.
"Brother Luo, are you okay?"
The leader of Li Village looked at He Xiaotian with concern, and sneered at this reckless man.
If you were really worried about my safety, would you let us come together?
"It's okay, but has this thing appeared in your village before?" He Xiaotian said cheerfully and unconcernedly.
The world of adults is quite complicated.
"I have something to do"
Roger, who was embedded in the ground, said in a slightly weak voice.
You must know that he consumed too much blood before this.
Man, it’s so frustrating.
The head of Li Village glanced at him and emboldened the villagers to stand up. He took a cautious look and saw that only a bloody corpse with a head was left.
Then he dug Roger out from the ground with all his hands.
"I've never seen this thing before. It's strange. Under the blessing of our ancestors, logically there shouldn't be such weird existences!" The leader of Li Village looked at the bloody corpse's head with a confused look on his face.
Usually, thanks to the ancestral hall, everything in the village is peaceful and there is basically no evil happening.
Nowadays, a bloody corpse emerges from the coffin in the funeral shed. Who can not be afraid?
"Brother, could it be that my aunt faked the corpse?"
The man carrying the knife asked with a solemn expression, and the ghost-headed knife in his hand was about to move.
It doesn't matter what the deceased's relationship was with them, as long as it threatens the safety of the village.
The head on the ground, even his biological father, must be eliminated!
Otherwise, if things go wrong, the entire village will suffer.
"If the aunt you are talking about is a woman, then he is not."
The leader of Li Village, the sword-carrying man, and many villagers: ""
They looked at He Xiaotian in confusion, not understanding the meaning of his words.
"Ahem, when I fought with him just now, I saw something that belongs to a man only. The aunt you are talking about must not be a young man."
He Xiaotian's explanation made everyone even more confused.
There was a bloody corpse that shouldn't have appeared in the village. Why was there a man in the coffin instead of an aunt?
Who could be the man with only one head left?
And where did my aunt's body go?
Patriarch Li’s head was about to explode.
"Kill him first, don't keep him. Wake up the whole village, old and young, and form a team of three to search for the body of the aunt and the missing Li Ye. But remember, don't leave the village. If you encounter something strange on the way, don't act rashly and come immediately.
My family is looking for me and my second child."
"yes!"
A group of people dispersed with a roar, each going to call for someone.
For something as big as this, even if you are scared to death, you must execute it meticulously as long as you are not dead.
The man carrying the sword took a step forward and slashed out with the ghost-headed sword in his hand.
A white bolt broke away from the blade and struck the bloody corpse's head.
"puff!"
The bloody head split into two in an instant and scattered with a snap.
Then, under Roger's gaze, it slowly disappeared into ashes.
"Two heroes, please follow me." The leader of Li Village clasped his hands in a gesture of invitation, and then led the way.
The four people turned around and came to a small courtyard that was considered a good one.
"I'm sorry for bothering you about what happened just now. I'm going to prepare a banquet to entertain you and I'll wait until dawn. I don't think there will be any more trouble." After hearing what they said, they planned to have the two of them escort the Buddha to the west.
In fact, it's no wonder that Chief Li thinks so, He Xiaotian's strength is obvious to all.
Only a fool would do this if he didn't hug a golden thigh and let others leave!
Although the head of Li Village is a bit thick-skinned, it is normal.
Can ordinary people survive in a place like the Underworld?
"Of course, the efforts of these two warriors will not be in vain. Second brother, bring up the thank you gift I prepared." As the patriarch finished speaking, the man carrying the knife appeared again. This time, he did not carry the knife, but carried it on his back.
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In his hands, he held a plate with ten beads emitting a halo.
"These are clam beads that are a specialty of our village, one is worth a thousand gold." The clan leader reached out to take it, and then pushed it towards He Xiaotian.
Mr. He Damang didn't care at all about this.
It’s all fake!
Even if you give me a hundred pills, what will happen?
The reason why the knife-carrying man was not stopped from killing the blood corpse before was precisely because he could not gain experience points even if he killed it.
He Xiaotian held it down with one hand and said.
"I think money is like dirt"
Before he finished speaking, a new information prompt popped up in the upper left corner of his sight.