Record of Chaos

"Two masters, don't stay in this damp place for a long time. Otherwise, your body will get a miasma, and the old man can't afford it. If there is anything left, the old man can do it for you! Hehe..." After speaking, he didn't know where he fetched a shining cane with his right hand, and his left finger made a gesture for money.

　　 That rattan was about five years old, **** thick, shiny and shiny, and some brown-black stains stuck to it. Obviously this is the "magic weapon" he usually uses to deal with prisoners.

　　 He is also very familiar with this hand.

　　 The two-fingered cane is extremely tough, and with one whip down, none of the prisoners would not cry or cry. The whip was slapped on the bottom, and he could only sleep on his stomach in a month.

　　 One whip, lying down for a month, two whips, two months lying down.

　　 Although the flesh and blood blooms and it tastes uncomfortable, this is only the wound of the flesh, not the bones and the meridians. It's much safer than killing someone in prison.

　　Many prisoners have just entered the prison with violent characters and do not cooperate in everything, and they also need this whip to teach them a lesson. This is also an old rule in the Xuanmen Prison. Zeng Fan's whip is not free. He has always been charged at a fair price for one pure Yang Pill, and the young man is not deceived...

The silk-clothed old man suddenly got up and said in the ears of the young man in Jin Yi: "The young master has a body of ten thousand gold, why do you do it yourself. Since the Lei Xuan wood seed has already been obtained, you don't need to stay here for long. If you delay too long, you are afraid of the next plan... "

　　The young man was slightly angry and gave him a look. But in a blink of an eye it softened again, and he waved his hand and said, "I know it in my heart." After he finished speaking, the Wanhuo Thunder hood in his hand had disappeared, and a small half-slap-sized toad appeared in the palm of his hand.

　　 Then his left hand was extremely swift, and a palm swept across Gouzhu's face. Both patrol officers were taken aback and almost stepped forward to stop them.

　　 If this young man was really killing someone at the patrol station, they would have to try to keep the young man in this prison, otherwise they would not be able to recite such a **** pot of torturing and killing prisoners in the prison.

　　 Gouzhu was also taken aback, he almost released the lock, and planted nine underworld orchids in the palm of his hand to explode on the boy.

　　In that way, this young man is very likely to be instantly absorbed into a pile of dead bones. Although he will inevitably be killed by the old man, he doesn't mind to die with this young man.

　　 But although the opponent's palm moves extremely fast, it does not contain the true energy of the palm, nor does it have that kind of coercion, but it has a kind of gentle adsorption force.

　　 Jinyi Juvenile's left palm stopped half a foot away from the forehead of Gouzhu.

　　 Gouzhu felt cold in his forehead and warm palms, but he still held back it and didn't move. After all, it was not the last moment.

　　 The two guards who almost rushed over also stopped dumbly...

　　 There was a pale golden light overflowing from the palm of the young boy's left palm, like a dragon and a snake with a pen, and soon formed a small seal "Fate".

　　 The golden "fate" character seems to be absorbing the soul breath of Gouzhu.

　　Soul breath is just a natural influence of the soul on the world of the soul, just like the traces left by a person walking through the snow. These soul breaths are absorbed and do not damage the soul itself.

　　 The zhenqi in Gouzhu's body was suppressed by the immortal shackles still clasped, so he couldn't resist it.

　　 Those soul breaths were sucked into the word "Fate", and the pen in the dark seemed to gain momentum to continue writing. There were many bizarre radicals around that word...

　　 "He is making spells?" Gouzhu's forehead was sweaty, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

　　 The monks in the foundation building stage cannot use magical powers, but the charms are the same as magic weapons, and they can be used without pill formation. It's just that this person can complete the spells in the void without pen and paper only during the foundation building stage, which is only a thin line from the use of magical powers.

　　 The chubby Zeng Fan had a numb scalp, but fortunately he didn't take action on this young man just now-this person is actually capable of soul magic!

　　 Life Soul Art, barely can be regarded as a kind of Soul Art.

　　 It is the most incomprehensible technique that everyone hears. Once stuck by it, it is really like a tarsal maggot, and it will never be able to get rid of it.

　　The general escape technique attacks the flesh with the power of heaven and earth, and at most damages the flesh. Spirituality attacks the soul and can destroy the consciousness. But these are visible attacks.

　　 But the art of life and soul destroys human fate. Once fate is destroyed, you can't avoid it, and you can't repair it.

　　 The young man turned over his left palm, and the bizarre "Fate" word had been punched into the toad in the palm of his friend. The toad is not alive, but a simple artifact carved from a piece of wood.

　　 With a wave of his right palm, the wooden toad flew directly to the stone wall of the prison. With a sound of "噌", it was embedded in the granite stone wall, with his mouth facing down, and he gave a "croak" and spit out a black object. The thing fell to the ground and rolled around for a while.

　　 Zeng Fan’s eyes glowed a little, and he immediately picked up the small black bead. The heavy, icy feel made him particularly comfortable-it was undoubtedly a profound Yin pill. This is the price of a hundred whips.

　　 "Bad life, I have written your life number in this toad. As long as you make a scream, you will spit out a Profound Yin Pill."

　　 Fortunately, this juvenile Taoism is not deep yet. He seems to only be able to link the fate of Gouzhu to this wooden toad. This toad is obviously an empty magic weapon, connected with his money bag. It feels the fate of the hook pig, and will activate Kong Escape accordingly and spit out the pill.

　　 He can't directly destroy Gouzhu's fate. Otherwise, he directly cursed Gouzhu that he would never marry a wife or make a fortune in his lifetime, he would really cry without crying.

　　Jinyi Boy was very satisfied with his design, but he didn't bother to continue talking to this stubborn life in his eyes.

He turned his head and said to Zeng Fan, who took the Xuan Yin Pill and smiled with his face, "But he can spit out a hundred at most. After spitting out a hundred, if this person dies, this toad will spit out another hundred. Yeah. But if he dies early, you won’t get the rest."

　　 Does this mean you can still get two hundred Profound Yin Pills?

　　 Zeng Fan felt ecstatic in his heart. Today, I sold the Lei Xuan wood seed that was supposed to enter the evidence room and got a hundred, and now it is two hundred. The money I got today is equivalent to 30,000 pure Yang Dan!

With this money, even if he leaves the Five Elements Sect, he finds any country to open a Taoist temple and collects some incense money, and then collects a few ignorant female disciples to give them enlightenment, he can live very well. Up...

　　 There is no need for this lonely mountain of nothing, mixed with the days of immortality where you can save less than a few hundred pure Yang Pills a year!

　　 "Haha, don't worry about the two masters." He bowed with satisfaction and watched the Yaoren boy and his old man's bodyguard leave.

　　 "You send the two masters and send them out of the mountain." Zeng Fan curled his lips at the strong man and motioned for him to follow.

　　 He didn't worry about how these two people left Guaofeng. These Yao people will naturally bring their own flying magic weapons when traveling.

　　 But the prison rule is that if outsiders are brought in, then there must be guards to take them out. Zeng Fan should have seen the guests personally, but he couldn't wait to let the toad continue to vomit Xuan Yin Pill.

　　"But," the strong man glanced at the toad on the wall, he was still a bit tangled, "that..."

　　 "Don't worry, your share is indispensable!" Zeng Fan couldn't help but burst into flames.

These guys don’t work hard when they work, but when they have money to make money, they really don’t turn their eyes. "When you are going to send off the guests, you will guard at the door of the prison. In case Tang Su comes back, you It’s too late to come over and let me know. It will naturally benefit you later."

　　 The brawny man had no choice but to send one old and one young out. As soon as he walked out of this cave, he heard a scream of pain in his bones coming from the prison behind...

　　 The big beads of sweat burst from the head of the hook pig.

　　 This is not only the unspeakable pain that the tough whip swept over the body, but the hook pig also felt the fear of death.

　　 Zeng Fan, who is holding a whip, is full of spring breeze. He is here as a guard. Apart from collecting some money, the greatest joy is to look at the prisoners under these whips with fear, helpless and helpless expressions.

　　 At this time, his power is no worse than the emperor.

　　In this mountain with nothing, in addition to money, one has to have some spiritual enjoyment~www.readwn.com~ and his spiritual pursuit lies in this.

　　 And now while enjoying his spiritual pleasure, there is still money falling out, and it is a Profound Yin Pill at a time. This is simply the best beauty in the world!

　　 The only depressed thing is that after waiting for the money to make enough money to go out and do it alone, there will be no chance for this kind of beautiful enjoyment.

　　 Zeng Fan is a person who lives in the moment. Since there is one in front of you, enjoy it.

　　 Gouzhu hasn't been stabbed by a knife, but he suspects that the bizarre pain that flashes past the skin, like wind, fire and electricity, may be even worse than being stabbed by a knife.

　　 That rattan is simply a treasure created for whipping people's skin. Whether it is the degree of toughness, thickness, or the flexible surface covered with fibrous spines, it is created to make people suffer from this fiery pain.

So whenever this thing swept across Gouzhu’s **** intimately, the only thing Gouzhu could do was to make an uncontrollable cry like a pig, as if in this way, he could focus his attention on his throat and shout. In the screams, the pain in the body was slightly relieved.

　　 Then the toad croaked coldly again, and dropped a Profound Yin Pill "Bata".

　　 Humpty Dumpty laughed wildly again.

　　 Damn, if this goes on, he will be dead, Gouzhu thought to himself.

　　According to the rules designed by the Jinyi abnormal young man, he screamed and it was a Profound Yin Pill. If it was true, it would be fine, but after one hundred Profound Yin Pills were dropped, his life would come to an end.

When Gouzhu was brought in, he also guessed that this person would be a rat in jail and would not take his life easily, but for the money, Gouzhu bet this fat guy can think of at least a hundred ways to clean it up. Get rid of yourself.