Force scumbags to follow good records

The fluttering Zhang Liu was full of doubts.

But at this moment, Zhang Liu could see Jiang Xiaoyan and see everything, but Jiang Xiaoyan, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, couldn't see him, so he watched Jiang Xiaoyan stand up from his seat, with a kind of almost creepy His eyes circled around his skin, looking up and down.

Then suddenly, like going crazy, Jiang Xiaoyan stretched out his hand and grabbed the thin clothes that Yin Risheng had just put back on Shen Fangliang's skin, so that the skin wasn't covered at all.

Jiang Xiaoyan just looked at what he thought was "Shen Fangliang", with madness and hatred in his eyes mixed into a weird and terrifying smile. Finally, Jiang Xiaoyan reached out and lifted "Shen Fangliang"'s chin, and slowly turned his head left and right, with that weird smile on his face. The smile looked carefully, and then the black and blue face pulled out a smile similar to "admiration", which formed a terrible contrast with the crazy eyes, and said: "It's such a good face, no wonder brother likes it so much."

Then slowly tightened his smile, Jiang Xiaoyan showed his true expression, such extreme hatred and extreme madness, gritted his teeth like a beast, trembling slightly all over his body, as if barely restraining himself from gnawing and devouring the prey in front of him The bloodthirsty desire of the beast, Jiang Xiaoyan gritted his teeth and spewed blood from his throat, softly said: "Peerless masters, there are not many in the world today, as the first Wugu sect that has a peerless master as a puppet Lord, should I be proud?"

After saying this, Jiang Xiaoyan took a step back, looked at his naked body like a shelled egg, "Shen Fangliang", and said to a gray-bearded old man beside him: "Old bone, leave it to you, save some use, peerless A master is not easy to catch."

The old man next to Jiang Xiaoyan, whom he had turned into an old bone, stared at "Shen Fangliang" with a strange frenzy in his eyes. Shen Fangliang, who was standing next to his skin, could clearly see that kind of frenzy, just like a scientist. Seeing the eyes of the experimental mice, Shen Fangliang, who has always been protruding, couldn't help but shudder. Although Shen Fangliang was in a state of wandering soul, it was not a big deal to shudder, but the vague feeling of fear and fear was real. Really.

The old bone looked at "Shen Fangliang" with such crazy eyes, and replied: "Master, don't worry, I don't dare to waste such good materials."

Jiang Xiaoyan nodded with a smile, then glanced at the cave he was in, and said: "This place is considered hidden, but it is within the territory of the Great Wei Kingdom after all, although Linghu Shaoqing is involved in the court's internal strife at this time, it is likely that he will not be able to tell where he is from. Deal with us, but in the end, you can't underestimate Dali Temple too much, you have to hurry up."

The old bone nodded, and said: "The subordinates must do their best to fulfill the sect master's entrustment." After speaking, the old bone clapped his hands and told the people around him, "Come here! Carry this new product into the medicine room."

Shen Fangliang saw those men in black lift up their naked skins again and walked deeper into the cave. He was in a hurry. He was in a state of a soul and couldn't use the system, and he couldn't reach out to call the Shuxian from the package. That piece of jade pendant, and the book fairy who failed to accomplish anything but failed to do so, still disappeared at such a critical time, there was no way, Shen Fangliang was afraid that this group of lunatics from the witchcraft sect would ruin his skin, so it was worth stomping his feet to follow in.

Seeing those disciples of the Witch Gu Sect with black cloaks carry Shen Fangliang's skin into the so-called medicine room of the old bone, Shen Fangliang followed behind and went in too. Once he went in, he was shocked for a moment, and saw rows of people inside. I visited the cabinets of various medicinal materials, and there are many pharmaceutical tools, such as medicine grinders, medicine pestles, etc., but the most eye-catching thing must be the bottom of the middle one in the whole medicine room, which is full of strange purple. The big tripod of medicinal soup.

There was a fire burning under the top, and the fire was very strong, but the strange thing was that the medicinal soup in the cauldron did not boil, but kept bubbling.

There were many people busy in the medicine room, and the old bone walked in front of the cauldron, with some emotion in his eyes, and said: "After more than ten years of hard research, I finally developed a medicine puppet that is far superior to the plague envoy back then." The recipe is ready, and the only thing left is this last batch of medicinal ingredients, and you're done!" The excited part of Lao Gu's words made his whole body tremble, and there were even faint tears in the corners of his eyes.

Raising his sleeves to wipe away his tears, Lao Gu turned back to Shen Fangliang's skin, stretched out his hand to hold the skin's left hand, and checked his pulse. He felt that the true energy in the meridians under his fingertips was as smooth as water, round and smooth, without any stagnation. , nodded in satisfaction, and said: "This medicinal material is really rare! Rare! How many peerless masters can there be in this world? Thanks to the carefulness of the sect master, he was able to gather this most delicious medicine!"

Withdrawing his hand to check the pulse, the old bone said to the medicine worker beside him: "Everyone, don't be too busy, come here and have a look, we have been busy for so many years, and we are about to see the final results! Boys, watch the last blind moment together with the old man." The medicine is ready!"

After Lao Gu said this, those medicine workers who were busy packing up the medicinal materials stopped their work and gathered around Lao Gu, watching the black cloaked disciple of the Witch Gu Sect, who was a beautiful one who looked weak. The young man lifted it up and threw it into the medicinal soup in the cauldron.

All the medicine workers cheered in unison. They are all inner medicine workers of the Wugu sect. For the obsession of Lao Gu, the leader of the medicine sect and the nominal master, they have worked so hard for so many years to improve the formula of the medicine puppet. I don’t know how much they have paid. The price is that some of those who did something wrong were thrown into the cauldron by the angry old bones and were eaten alive by the medicinal soup into bones, while those who were not eaten into bones also became idiots, walking dead.

Now, the last medicinal material in the mouth of the old bone has been put into the cauldron. If the formula of the medicine puppet is completed, does it mean that they are also liberated?

All the medicine workers were cheering, only one medicine worker was cheering on the surface, but there were some deeper emotions in his eyes. When everyone was surrounding the big cauldron, this unique medicine worker retreated quietly. After going out the door, I went to a secluded hidden place in the cave, and secretly removed a covered stone. There was a white light behind the stone, which turned out to be a downward passage leading to the outside.

The drug worker took out a little chipmunk from his bosom, then rolled a piece of paper into a small roll and tied it to the chipmunk's feet, touched the chipmunk's fur, and let the chipmunk out of the hole.

Shen Fangliang watched the group of lunatics throw their skins into the big cauldron, he was in a hurry, but suddenly, he felt a strong suction force, which made him sucked involuntarily, and then he felt the pain all over his body. There was a sharp sting.

Opening his eyes, the medicine juice poured into his eyes caused severe pain in his eyes, and he had to close his eyes immediately to prevent the medicine juice from pouring in, but at that moment, the scene he saw had already made him understand what he was doing. The situation I was in at the time—the last scene that just came into view was the lid of the big tripod being covered.

At this time, Shen Fangliang already understood that this strange pot of medicinal soup was somehow made, which made his soul and skin merge into one again.

However, under the current situation, it is better to continue to let him hang around like a transparent person.

Because as soon as he entered the skin, Shen Fangliang found that he seemed to be unable to control his paralyzed and limp body except for moving his eyes, and he didn't know if it was the effect of the weird medicinal juice. Shen Fangliang felt like thousands of steel needles were piercing his body This kind of pain is like Lingchi, the person who hurts goes crazy, but can't cry out.

At the same time, an extremely hot and domineering true qi began to grow in the eight extraordinary meridians along with the medicinal juice that pierced into the body like a steel needle, and the nine-rank true qi that originally existed in Shen Fangliang's body began to compete with this The scorching zhenqi stimulated by the medicinal juice collided with each other and "fighted" in Shen Fangliang's eight extraordinary meridians. The degree of pain was no less than the Ling Chi pain when the medicinal juice invaded just now.

Now Shen Fangliang feels that there are tens of millions of steel needles piercing outside his body, and tens of millions of small steel knives are stirring in the eight extraordinary meridians in his body.

Normally, this situation is enough to tear apart the meridian of any mortal and turn that person into a cripple immediately, but there is some strange ingredient in the medicine soup of this big cauldron. After the damage to the meridians, as the medicinal soup slowly soaked into the whole body, the condition of Shen Fangliang's body became that the qi in his body was fighting crazily. The pain made people go crazy, but the meridians were not damaged, or the damage was healed.

But all of this can't make Shen Fangliang feel the slightest comfort, because it really hurts too much, really hurts too much...

Shen Fangliang's only remaining sense is pain... boundless pain...