dead child, ghost carrying coffin

With the walnut-sized brain capacity of the scourge, who would have thought that the volcanic eruption is a continuous process.

He killed those 10,000+ little devils, just in the first moment of the outbreak.

Now that things have passed for more than half a month, of course more and more people died, and the karma also increased accordingly.

The only advantage of Mr. Chen is that he doesn't go into a dead end: if you can't figure it out, then just don't think about it.

"Brother Bai, you said you deserve to die because of karma? Give us all of your body, you shouldn't die!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bai Wuwei to react, he immediately dived into the karma of the Patriarch of the Bai family and sucked it.

Like a junkie smoking secondhand smoke.

It would be useless if others did this, but Chen was different.

He is now Banla'er Mingzun, who shares the throne with Hua Jiunan.

I saw that the karma surrounding Bai Wuwei was like a thousand streams returning to the sea, and it all gathered on Chen in the blink of an eye.

And a large "cloud" formed above his head.

There are many ghosts and ghosts inside, thousands of people are crying together, and there are even fierce evil spirits who want to break through the restrictions of the clouds and bite Chen's soul.

Who has been used to the scourge?Not to mention the little devil, even his father can't do it.

Seeing this, he immediately flew into a rage: "Oh shit, the beating is not enough, is it?"

"Aren't you afraid of being burned?!"

Yan Bi slapped his head again, and the divine fire instantly turned into countless flaming whips and beat the group of ghosts fiercely.

In an instant, the cries of ghosts became louder, creating a scene like hell on earth.

After being beaten for a long time, the ghost in the cloud really calmed down, and there was no trace of ferociousness in the eyes looking at the evil, and they all became terrified.

It looked like a frightened mad dog curled up in a corner whimpering.

However, even such a scourge still didn't resolve the hatred, and after a little thought, he stomped his feet and began to pray to God.

"Heavenly and earthly, the hooligans below will show their spirits soon; eat, drink and have fun in everything, the key is to beat people and it hurts!"

After the "spell" was finished, a group of figures slanting their waists and stretching their hips appeared in front of everyone in an instant.

With this temperament, it goes without saying that it is all the "Street Slippers Legion" that I haven't seen for a long time.

Seeing Chen who was floating in the air like a balloon, the Street Liuzi Legion burst out laughing.

"Oh, major general, you are always bloated!"

"I haven't seen you for so long, I finally think of my brothers! What's the matter, what are we doing here? Who's dead is ready to have a feast?"

The scourge has always been the same as "billion" people, carelessly took out a few boxes of Huazi from the Dora-A basket, and motioned for Xiaojiu to distribute it with the young skinheads.

"Well, the big guy is here to help us see the situation."

"What the hell, the little devils we killed are still a little bit dissatisfied and need to be repaired!"

After hearing the words, the street sneakers noticed the boundless karma behind the disaster and the millions of evil spirits in the karma.

Everyone opened their mouths wide in surprise, not even knowing that the cigarette they had just lit fell to the ground.

"Oh, let me go, major general, when did you kill so many people?"

"Why, is this conscription ready to rebel?!"

Speaking of the rebellion against the underworld, the street sneakers are not only not afraid, but are full of excitement.

It seems that the feudal lord and the prime minister are right in front of you.

One by one hurriedly picked up the cigarettes that had fallen on the floor and continued to smoke, and then they all agreed with their chest hairs lined up.

"Major General, leave these raw melon eggs to us!"

"Half a year...three months! At most three months, they are guaranteed to be obedient, and the group farts are uniform, and there is absolutely no chance of hearing it twice!"

Chen Dage laughed when he heard the words, waved his hands in satisfaction and threw all the street sneakers into his karma.

After thinking about it for a while, he took out the torture tools that he imitated Mo Zhe Ma Mingyang and threw in a hundred sets.

"Brothers, work hard and work overtime, so that the dogs can take turns to enjoy it several times as soon as possible!"

"How dare you disobey Master Ji, bah! What the hell!!"

After some coquettish operations, the doctor Bai Wuwei was already stunned.

Looking at the docile ghost;

Listening to the screams of the evil spirits being tortured and the laughter of street thieves... the seven characters kept circling in the head of the Patriarch of the Bai family, lingering for a long time: Evil people have their own grind... ...