The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

Fu Xiuzhu looked at him strangely, "How did you become the god of death?"

The tall man was confused: "What... what?"

"If you're so timid, don't you shake your hands when you're seductive?" Fu Xiuzhu was actually a little curious, but his words sounded a bit internal to other people's ears.

The tall man's expression froze slightly.

Fu Xiuzhu shook the hand that was being held, and smiled: "Look, Mr. Xi doesn't panic without covering his mouth and nose. He's just a brat. If he dares to act like a monster, just give him a good beating."

Looking at the childish, skinny young man in front of him, the tall man's expression became even stiffer.

The short man froze too.

They have a deep understanding of the word "beat", and "deeply remember it in their hearts", and even their little hearts can't help trembling when they hear this word.

Thinking of the two of me together, I don’t even have the slightest ability to resist in the hands of others: QAQ

"wrong!"

Xi Huaizhen spoke suddenly.

He frowned and looked serious.

Fu Xiuzhu resisted the urge to poke his forehead, "What's wrong?"

Xi Huaizhen looked at him with light-colored eyes: "We have received information that there are many evil spirits in the barren hills in the southern area, but I haven't sensed any other evil spirits in the vicinity except this one."

Hearing what he said, Fu Xiuzhu was stunned. Although he didn't know how to distinguish between evil ghosts and desire ghosts, ghosts are relatively easy to spot because of their yin energy. of.

However, the fact is that since he entered this barren mountain just now, he has not sensed any other ghost except for the disgusting ghost in front of him.

This is very unusual.

You know, the coordinates they sent through the mark of the god of death are the coordinates connected to the sender, but what about people?What about the devil?

Xi Huaizhen glanced at the still-expanding Yugui, and said in a deep and piercingly cold voice, "If you swell again, even the gods will not be able to save you."

As soon as his words fell, the little girl's swelling speed stopped abruptly, and a look of panic flashed across her bloated face, and she said loudly, "What are you talking about? Do you think I dare not really blow myself up?"

Xi Huaizhen looked at her indifferently, "You can do whatever you want." As he said, he rolled his palm.

A shiny golden book appeared above the palm of his hand.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and the golden book began to turn pages quickly and automatically. After the book stopped turning pages, his slender fingers picked up a string of runes the size of small tadpoles in the book, and flicked them towards the sky.

I saw the golden runes flew into the sky like a group of twinkling meteors, and then exploded like fireworks, quickly scattered in all directions.

The sky above the head was dotted with golden light, very gorgeous.

However, the people present were not in the mood to appreciate it at this time, because it seemed that a layer of barrier had been blasted, and the scene in front of them changed directly.

But in the void ten meters ahead, there was a huge, dark hole.

The entrance of the cave was shrouded in thick fog, and it was hard to see clearly, but the surrounding wind was blowing and ghostly, which made people shudder.

Xi Huaizhen frowned slightly, and popped out another string of runes to disperse the dense fog.

After the thick fog dissipated, everyone finally saw the "cave entrance" clearly.

"hiss……"

The tall and short man gasped, what kind of hole was that, it was clearly the mouth of a huge evil ghost.

The evil ghost crawled on the ground like a hill, with grimaces and ghost hands that were smiling or crying all over his body, and there was a foul smell all over his body, a sticky green liquid that made people feel sick. Looking at it, I couldn't help but my scalp was numb and my stomach was churning.

too disgusting.

"Help... Jiuye help..."

"Help me..."

At this time, there were faint cries for help.

Fu Xiuzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, only then did he see clearly that those ghost hands were grabbing and stuffing people in the black robes of death into their mouths.

The splash of blood, the limbs that were torn off alive, and the minced meat and pieces of meat that leaked from chewing in the mouth, the scene made people feel chills in their backs and trembling in their legs.

"vomit--!"

Although the tall and short man had been the god of death for many years, it was the first time he had seen this kind of scene before him, and he couldn't help throwing up immediately.

Fu Xiuzhu's small face was rare and serious, and a cold light flashed in his eyes without any impurities, "This stinking thing is really disgusting."

The same sentence, on the little girl, was flat, but on the evil spirit in front of him, it contained a hint of hostility.

Although it wasn't long before he joined the Temple of Death, no one with a little conscience could remain indifferent to the situation before him.

His fist clenched unconsciously.

Xi Huaizhen held his hand tightly, and shook his head slightly at him: "Let me do it."

There was no trace of emotion in the man's deep voice, his face remained expressionless as usual, but his clothes moved automatically without wind, and the aura on his body was constantly rising.

The tall and short man who had just vomited on one side trembled all over, and took a few steps back in a panic.

What a strong breath!

In fact, the name of "Ninth Master" is well known in the Temple of Death, not only his achievements, but also his abilities are also shocking.

It's just that after a civil war broke out in the Temple of Death 300 years ago, he gradually kept a low profile, and outsiders never saw him make a move.

There are rumors that he was seriously injured in the civil war 300 years ago, so he had to keep a low profile; others said that he was discouraged by the civil war, and he was unwilling to care about death except for his daily performance Temple business.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, it is a fact that Xi Huaizhen has never attacked anyone since around 300 years ago. Otherwise, tall and short people would not have dared to provoke him even if they had ten guts.

Seeing his terrifying aura at this time, his eyelids couldn't help jumping wildly, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

Jiu Ye is still that Jiu Ye.

So, why did they have the courage to challenge such a strong man?Is it too late to kneel down and ask for forgiveness? QAQ party.report.ember.district.alone.Home.all.reason.

Fu Xiuzhu was the closest to the man, so he was the most touched by the rising aura of the man, he blinked his eyes, his eyes were full of joy.

The master is still the master, as powerful as ever.

"Oh, help... Ninth Master, help..."

The Grim Reaper, who was still alive on the evil ghost, screamed again and again.

Xi Huaizhen pursed his lips, his light-colored eyes revealed endless coldness, five fingers picked on the golden book, strings of golden runes flew out from his fingertips, and finally turned into a huge The golden net covered the evil spirit like a hill.

Looking at the covering golden net, the evil spirit was not in a hurry, its body was still prostrate on the ground, it only raised its head slightly and puffed up its cheeks, sucking and puffing.

I saw a hurricane visible to the naked eye spewing out from its mouth, roaring straight towards the golden net with a forceful attitude.

The two collided, and the hurricane pushed the golden net into an arc like a top.

At the same time, a cloudy wind suddenly picked up on the entire mountain top, and the wind was so strong that people could barely stand.

"Eat them! Eat them!"

Bursts of ear-piercing screams came from the grimace on the evil ghost's body, as if carrying evil magic power, trying to pierce people's eardrums.

The tall and short man, who had been blown by the dark wind and couldn't stand still, was disturbed by the scream, his body rose from the ground, and he floated towards the direction of the evil spirit.