The best foodies in history

Chapter 391

"Puff, puff, puff."

The Scarlet Heaven Sword was quickly and rhythmically inserted into the coffin in the hands of the little girl, and there was a unique sound of flesh and blood being pierced by the long sword. Everyone looked at it against the backdrop of the battle armor like a goddess of war, waving the red sword in their hands vigorously. Xiaojian pierced the unknown existence in the coffin.

"Oh shit, whose family's prodigal child is this, my ancestor's face just recovered! Prodigal child, hurry up and help me, Nima, this is the child of some great fairy, so paralyzed and naughty!"

The words that came out of the coffin made all the people in black have the urge to crash to death on the spot, and my ancestor completely lost Heimiao's face!

"Damn old stick, I don't believe that I can't stab you to death, don't you want to drink virgin blood? I'll let you drink enough today!"

In just a short while, beads of sweat were left on Little Linda's delicate face under the strenuous exercise, but this girl is now completely immersed in self-excitement, and the tile in Mo Lin's hand was petrified in a short run. The can was snatched.

Back in front of the coffin, the old body in the coffin has been struggling to get up from the inside, and I saw little Linda holding the earthen pot head-on, splashing on his old tattooed face!
"Nimma, the prodigal child, hurry up and help, the blood of the black dog will make me cramp."

It was obviously too late for him to stop, the black dog blood in Little Linda's crock had already been splashed all over his wrinkled old face, "Paralyzed, God beg you to kill this prodigal child with a thunderbolt! Is it easy for me to be paralyzed? I finally woke up from a deep sleep and suffered such bad luck."

"Dead ghosts watch swords"

After splashing the black dog blood prepared in advance, little Linda threw away the crock pot, holding the Scarlet Firmament Sword in her small hands, and stabbed the old man's chest imposingly. With a bang, the little girl's sword did not stab He went in, but was hit by the counter-shock force of the opponent's body, and he was pushed back.

"Oh, it hurts me to death, Master, this old bastard is a bit tough, you should do it!"

Grinning and rubbing her little butt, Linda dragged the Chixiao Sword with one small hand and walked back to Han Zheng's side. If it wasn't for the blessing of the Phoenix armor, the little girl wouldn't be able to lift the Chixiao Sword at all, let alone Going to stab out.

Han Zheng smiled, patted his forehead with his palm, and sighed secretly, if this little girl Linda succeeds in her cultivation in the future, the belligerent factor in her bones will also be a troublemaker.

"Who are you, why do you want to interfere with my Heimiao affairs? Do you really think that the existence of a descendant of a fairy here can make my whole Heimiao subdued?"

The old man with wrinkles piled up vertically and horizontally into ravines slowly stood up from the coffin, his cloudy eyes suddenly radiated a breathtaking light, and finally his eyes fell on Han Zheng, and he asked aloud.

"There is no grievance between Hei Miao and me, it's just that you Hei Miao people rely on your own magic, and I have to take care of you if you do evil among ordinary people. The girl has lost her chastity, and I have a reason to kill you just because of one point."

The plainness of Han Zheng's words exuded killing intent, which made the ancestor of Heimiao excited all over, and unconsciously glanced at the clansman kneeling on the ground beside him, knowing what he wanted from their flustered eyes Answer.

"Fuck your grandma, who told you to take over the chastity of innocent girls, I'll kick you to death, you bastards."

The power emanating from the old man's thin body cannot be ignored, he kicked these black-robed youths to the ground with a few feet, and one of the long-haired youths stretched out his hands and tightly hugged his ancestor's thigh.

"Old Ancestor, you misunderstood. You also know that we black seedlings practice black witchcraft. The most taboo thing is to break the virgin body, so we just use money and threats to make those girls bleed! Besides, if they are really virgins Broken body blood, can't you still drink it!"

Hearing the snot and tears of the junior, the old man finally woke up, "That's right! Why did I forget this tea, Nima, you didn't give me virgin blood, did you?"

As if thinking of something terrible, the old man turned around and supported the coffin and retched non-stop. Little Linda looked at Han Zheng with her mouth open and asked, "Master, did we blame him? I stabbed him before." The old man has so many swords, he won't seek revenge from me!"

Han Zheng turned around to look at Mo Lin in puzzlement, "Since Mo Lin is just drinking the blood of a virgin, why did you discuss with Yang Hongda to take away his chastity? Could it be that you did it yourself? ?”

Although Han Zheng controlled his mind, Mo Lin still had his own thinking. Hearing Han Zheng's question, he peeked at the retching old man with flustered eyes, moved his lips and nodded in recognition.

"I'll go, what is this paralysis called?"

Suddenly, Han Zheng realized that he had been guided by Mo Lin's personal practice to judge the wrong direction. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the unlucky guy whose body was still twitching hanging on the stand, and a trace of guilt rose in his heart.

"Mo Lin of the muddy horse, what kind of crazy thing did you do to let such a stalwart and domineering hero come to us, brothers, let me do it, if you don't kill him, you will maim this guy."

When Mo Lin saw that his people were mad and rushed towards him, he turned around and was about to run away. He knew that if these guys got angry, he would definitely have nothing good to eat, but when Xiang Yanqing stretched out his little foot, he tripped over him and fell to the ground. on the ground.

"What, can we stop throwing up now? I see that you don't have anything to throw up in your stomach, so why don't you tell me why you Heimiao are going to the fairy burial this time! In addition Shouldn't the grievances between you black seedlings and white seedlings be eased?"

The old man wiped the bitter bile from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes, which were a little lax due to retching, began to focus. He stared at the smiling Han Zheng in front of him, and said with hatred: "Do you think we want to make enemies with Bai Miao? Isn't it Bai Miao and others?" The idiot thinks that our Hei Miao killed their ancestors in an unreasonable way, and our Hei Miao is paralyzed more wronged than Dou E."

"Which onion are you? You are in charge of the matter between the black seedlings and the white seedlings. In addition, you wronged our whole black seedlings. You have to compensate us. Hurry up and take out all the delicious food in your hands. Didn’t see the old man, I am so hungry that I am more than a skeleton?”

After venting his resentment, the wrinkled old man grabbed Han Zheng's shoulders with a pair of experienced hands. The hungry wolf who hadn't eaten for half a year, the green light bursting out of his eyes made Han Zheng feel panicked.

In the middle of the hand, a jade bottle appeared in front of the old man, filled with a golden yellow liquid, exuding an intoxicating fragrance, the old man snatched it from his eyes, lifted his head and drank the golden light liquid in the bottle clean.

"Oh shit, it turned out to be the Bright Essence, it's so refreshing!"

(End of this chapter)