Chapter 612: Endless Humiliation
No wonder every ghost guard has been planted with poison, this is not to control the ghost guard, but an obscure effort.
It's just that Ye Xiu didn't understand a little, why didn't the judge tell the truth, but let the ghost guards keep them in the dark?
...... the hell For what?
I really can't figure it out.
Ye Xiu didn't think about it anymore, drove the car, and rushed to the ghost gate.
He had already realized that something must be going on in the Ghost Gate, otherwise, the judge would not have appeared nearby to wait for him and tell him the mystery of the poison.
During this time, outside the ghost gate, the sealed blood clothes were shrouded in a storm of black gas, and they retreated in defeat after defeat.
The Black Prison is fierce and terrifying.
Unless he fires at full power, he can regain the disadvantage.
But now, he had to suppress his injuries in order to resist the opponent's overwhelming attack.
"Seal the bloody clothes, you have now become such a waste, how can you have the capital to shout? I set foot on your ghost gate, what do you use to block it, do you fill it with your life!"
The black prison roared wildly, his arms slashed, and the momentum of the sea turned into black gas, slamming into the chest of the sealed bloody clothes.
Burst!
Blood sprayed high in the air, and the bloody clothes smashed into the barren field, kicking up a cloud of mud.
The white clothes are polluted, the hair is messy, and the face is pale.
When he propped up his body, his body trembled, his meridians were already disordered, and the tendency to go mad had spread in his body.
"Seal the bloody clothes, take a good look at your current appearance! The rebels are separated, the ghost guards are separated, and they are not as good as a dog, tell me, why are you fighting with me?"
The Black Prison stood on the edge of the rice paddies, looking at the bloody clothes that had risen from the mud but had fallen into it, his face full of arrogance.
is the same as the three major mortal dust sects, and the fate of sealing the bloody clothes is extremely miserable.
They were bitter enemies decades ago, and they have never changed.
It's all because of a woman, Su Muqing, the master of the Hundred Flowers and Nine Peerless Palaces.
Originally, he had every chance to marry Su Muqing home in the black prison, but because of the bloody clothes, he was making an obstacle in it.
In the end, Su Muqing completely cut off contact with him, and he never got along.
"Haha, why is Lao Tzu fighting with you? Don't you have a beep in your heart, if you want Lao Tzu to bow his head, you can at least show some capital! Your fists are so soft, let's open a foot shop, Lao Tzu is definitely your old customer!"
Feng Xueyi half-knelt on the ground, raised his head, and looked miserable, three points more depressed than a beggar.
Ziluo and Wei Mei both wanted to rush over.
However, he was stopped by the eyes of the bloody clothes.
The battle between the door masters is not something they can get involved in, and if they are not careful, they will waste their lives and it is not worth it.
"Door Master!"
However, the charm wants to rush over, her life is given by the bloody clothes, and she is not afraid of any threat.
However, Rakshasa III rushed forward in one step and restrained her in place.
The charm could only stand in place, staring at the blood-sealed clothes in the mud with teary eyes.
"Door Master, hand over the Nine Shadows...... We can't keep him. β
The ghost shouted loudly, and the heart-rending sound resounded through the wilderness.
Although Jiuyou saved her, when she made a choice, she only thought of the door master.
"Shut up, there's no place for you to talk here!"
Feng Xueyi gritted his teeth, and when he propped up his body again, a bloody wound exploded in his shoulder.
Eventually, that force exploded.
He was already unable to suppress it, his meridians were chaotic, and he was in a state of madness, enveloping his whole body.
Rumble!
The bloody clothes fell down with their heads up, and the whole person was spread by muddy water, and they no longer had the graceful demeanor they used to have.
"Hehe, dead duck has a hard mouth! Since you are stubborn, then I will give you a great shame, enjoy it!"
The black prison moved, rolling up the black mangs like dark clouds and flying, impacting a large wave of muddy water.
When he came to the body of the sealed bloody clothes, he pressed his big hand on the head of the sealed bloody clothes and smashed them down against the mud pit.
"For the sake of a stupid little ghost, you sealed the bloody clothes, and you really paid a bloody price. β
The bombardment continued to be repeated, and Hei Mang smashed all the clothes that sealed the blood clothes into pieces, grabbed the arms of the blood clothes, and smashed them into the mud pit, planting him in them, leaving only his head exposed.
"Continue to run rampant, seal the bloody clothes, aren't you very bullish and look down on me! Why are you like a dead dog now, and you don't even have the ability to resist?"
Black Prison lifted his foot and kicked at the head of the bloody coat, his big hands swaying from side to side, making a crackling sound.
Even Rakshasa III can't stand it anymore, don't look over, I don't want to look at the old master anymore, being trampled in front of him.
"Black crow, iron bones! You two come here, pour wine for the old-timers, the master of the door loves red wine, and you, don't be stingy, if he doesn't drink enough, the consequences, don't talk about the consequences?"
The black prison had enough of playing, and hooked his fingers at the two proud disciples he brought.
The two young men rushed over quickly, and the iron bone like a black bear walked in front of the bloody clothes and directly loosened their belts.
"Hehe, don't worry, hall master, I've been holding back for a long time, the old-timers like to drink, and the juniors must be satisfied. β
At the same time, another young man named Black Crow, whose face was also full of evil energy, untied his belt, aimed it at the face of the bloody coat, and began to pee.
Two strands of burnt urine spilled on the bloody coat's face, washing the dirt off his face.
"Bastard, I'm fighting with you!"
Seeing this scene, Ziluo endured her injuries and rushed over with tears in her eyes.
At this time, the Rakshasa waved his three hands, and the bloody hand instantly whipped her away.
"Don't make senseless sacrifices, this is a grudge between them, whoever meddles is equivalent to giving him a reason to kill you. β
Rakshasa San looked at Ziluo lying on the ground, her breath languishing.
Although his shot was a bit heavy, the reason was that he didn't want to see the brothers and sisters of the ghost guard in the past go to death.
The hatred between the bloody clothes and the black prison is too deep, and sooner or later there will be a life-and-death battle.
However, he couldn't figure out why he didn't fight back when he sealed the bloody clothes.
Even if his poisonous seed breaks out, his cultivation should explode, and beating the black prison is completely as easy as beating his son.
But why did he ...... Why endure humiliation!
"Seal the bloody clothes, you have lived to such a point, I feel sorry for you! Hurry up and die, although I can't kill you, but you look like a dog, life is better than death, you still want to open a little, this world is not for you. β
The Black Jail shook his head, completely losing interest.
If the bloody clothes resisted, he would be a little excited, and the hatred would be relieved.
However, a waste dog, he abused and abused, and there was no sense of stimulation, so it was boring.
"Black Prison...... If you want revenge, come on, but before that, promise me...... Let go of the Nine Shades!"
Feng Xueyi gasped deeply, his face was full of urine, and his eyes were full of determination.
When the Black Prison heard this, he smiled disdainfully and said, "Are you begging me?" β
"You say...... What do you want me to do, you are willing to let go of Jiuyou today, I ...... Do so. β
The setting sun reflected on the pale face of the bloody clothes, reflecting the breath of the end of the hero.
Ziluo tears flowed down her eyes, and her body trembled.
Even the Rakshasa San, who betrayed the ghost gate, gritted his teeth and cursed in his mouth, damned, damned.
Seal the bloody clothes, you are completely self-inflicted!
Bullshit, is it worth it for you to practice yourself like this!
"This is what you said, but I didn't persecute you, then you can tell everyone in front of everyone, you, sealed blood clothes, is it a waste!"
The Black Prison waved his hand.
The subordinate crow crouched down and grabbed a piece of mud.
At the moment when Feng Xueyi opened his mouth without hesitation, he stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Sealed Bloodcoat spoke again, spitting out mud.
The crow continued to plug it, laughing like a madman.
"Made, look at your cheap appearance, you are also a generation of masters, it's really sad. β
The black prison kept shaking its head, and his heart was also secretly frightened.
What a crazy thing to smoke in a bloody suit.
A mere ghost guard, does he need to spend so much money to maintain?
His character of protecting calves, Black Prison knew, but he didn't expect to protect it to such an extent.
"I ...... Bloody Coat...... It's a piece of rubbish."
A smile appeared on Feng Xueyi's face.
Finally spoken......
He swallowed the mud and black water directly into his stomach before finally shouting this sentence.
The Black Prison turned grim and glared at the Black Crow, his eyes exuding coldness.
"You're really cheap, keep talking!"
Feeling the blame of the hall master, the black crow grabbed the mud and stuffed it into the mouth of the bloody coat.
The dirt spread over half of his face, and his nose was stuffed with it.
The people around him, including Huang Fudong and others, couldn't stand it anymore.
This kind of scene is unbearable.
Death is much more painful than being bullied like this.
"Enough!"
Seeing that Feng Xueyi did everything and had no bottom line.
The Black Prison was completely furious, and he hated to kill him directly.
The more he behaved in this way, the more the Black Prison could not find a way to vent his hatred.
The crow and the iron bone all got up in horror and leaned aside.
"Now, let me ask you again, why do you want to protect a little ghost, how can he be, it's worth your efforts to protect him!"
The black prison sighed, he was finally the king of an era, and now he was better off than dead, and he didn't want to waste any more time.
"Answer...... Are you willing to let go of the Nine Shadows?"
Feng Xueyi spat out the mud in his mouth and laughed miserably.
"You, not qualified, talk to me about conditions!"
The Black Prison burst out and trembled with anger.
"Reason...... It's very simple, the Nine Shadows are ghost guards...... The ghost guard is my brother, and when I entered the house, we were a family...... We can fight when we close the door, and when we open the door, we can defend against the enemy, I ...... Seal the bloody clothes, and treat any ghost guard, the same...... Are you satisfied......"
Sealed Bloody Clothes made a miserable sound.
He could already feel that his mind was beginning to blur, a sign that he had gone mad.
The situation has become worse and worse, and two bloody wounds have erupted under the soles of his feet.
It's just buried deep in the ground, and no one can see it.
"Hehe, ignorant, ridiculous, naΓ―ve, just a subordinate, just a dog's leg, you are bloody, but you are arrogant. β