Chapter 391: Struggle
The Wooden Shoe Cultivator took out a few more ropes and tied them to the red and green face to prevent him from moving, and broke open his upper and lower rows of teeth and held him with something to prevent him from biting his tongue.
The red-faced monk's whole body was invaded by strong ice energy, and there were very few places on his body that could move.
He remembered that he had learned ventriloquism for a while, so he moved his abdominal muscles, which could still move, and made a sound:
"I, if you do this again, I'll die for you......
Is it for your so-called cause that you are attacking me like this?
You just want to develop me into your slave, and then help you do something to destroy the peace of the Heavenly Star Sea?"
The green-faced monk made one last frantic struggle, wriggling like a snake on the plank, about to smash open the wooden door and throw himself into the sea.
"You'd better stop. ”
The Wooden Shoe Cultivator's right hand was raised high, and she was about to strike at the red-faced monk. money
The red-faced monk didn't hide.
The red-faced monk sensed the aura of the wooden shoe nun before, and felt that she was only a monk at the level of the Qi refining period.
And the physical strength and speed levels of female cultivators at the Qi Refining Stage level were mostly maintained at a horizontal level.
According to the calculations of the red-faced monk, even if the monk's slap was in her face, it would not have a big effect.
On the contrary, his face was already covered with a thick layer of ice, and the friar's slap was like a blow to her own ice shield.
"Smack. ”
The green-faced monk was beaten hard by the Wooden Shoe Sister, smashing a small hole into the board.
The red-faced monk never dreamed that the female monk in front of him would have such great power.
And the Wooden Shoes Monk didn't expect that the red-faced monk would not dodge her slap at all, her hand hit the thick ice on the red-green-faced monk's face, and the huge force shook her fingers and bleed.
The wooden shoe nun gritted her jade teeth, endured the severe pain, and kicked the red-faced monk at her feet again.
The red-faced monk had to start dodging considering the strength of the wooden shoe's body.
The red-faced monk rolled on his side, rolling several times on the ground in succession.
"Wow. ”
The cold poison in his body had penetrated into his internal organs, and his body was already in pain, and now he was kicked in the heart by the wooden shoe nun, and the red-faced monk was even more painful and wanted to cry.
This time, instead of rolling directly in the direction of the wooden door, the red-faced monk chose a roundabout tactic.
If the green-faced monk had been rolling straight towards the door, the nun would have been able to anticipate his movements better and kick him harder and faster.
"Stop struggling needlessly.
It's hard for you to beg for death now, I've already tied you up, how can you beg for death?"
As she spoke, the nun in wooden shoes kicked her feet towards the green-faced monk.
The green-faced monk wanted to refute the Wooden Shoe Cultivator's words, but he didn't want to expend any more effort to start ventriloquism.
His waist shook violently, and he used the power of his waist to drive his upper body, desperately smashing his head on the board below.
When the red-faced monk first writhed like this, the nun in wooden shoes was still shocked.
The Wooden Shoe Cultivator thought that the red-faced monk wanted to do something new, and even wanted to take the opportunity to fight back against her.
So the wooden shoe nun took a big step back, and the mana in her body worked again, condensing a cold hook in mid-air.
Even through a thick layer of ice, a stream of blood flowed from the forehead of the red and green face when it hit the floor.
The ice had covered his head, and the blood from his head had been left in the thick ice helmet.
His nose was gagged with the smell of blood, and his eyes were blindfolded by the blood.
His consciousness was also blurry, and he was about to faint.
As soon as the Wooden Shoe Cultivator saw this, she hooked the red-and-green-faced monk with her cold-winding hook.
The red-faced monk whined and wailed for a while, and then fainted completely.
He really couldn't resist the cold air coming from the hook.
His primordial spirit was almost frozen by the cold.
When the green-faced monk awoke, he found himself still in the wooden chamber of the wooden ship.
It's just that this time it's different.
His whole body was bound by a dozen iron chains of various sizes, with various strange totemic reliefs on them.
One end of the chain gripped a plank in the chamber, holding the green-faced monk in a cauldron entirely.
And the top of his mouth was also stuffed with something special, so that his upper and lower rows of teeth could not be put together.
"What the hell are you going to do?"
The green-faced monk sensed that the water in the pot had begun to heat up, and asked in ventriloquism.
The green-faced monk was awakened by the hot water in this pot.
The nun poured some rabbit and antelope meat into the cauldron.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to cook you to death. ”
The wooden shoe nun said coldly.
The cauldron smelled of meat, and the hunger in the belly of the red-faced monk increased.
This increase in hunger caused something in the red-green-faced monk's body to begin to awaken.
His brain was overrun by appetite and could no longer think as well as he had before.
"Smack. ”
The nun of the wooden shoes put another block into the cauldron.
The smell of blood in the pot became stronger.
The mad blood in the red-faced monk's body began to heat up, and he began to lose some control of the most primitive blood in his body.
As soon as the wooden shoe nun saw the appearance of the red-faced monk, she quickly put down the clip on her nose.
As soon as the wooden shoe nun smelled the fishy smell that had been raised, the demonic mad blood in her body began to surge.
"Ahh ”
The Wooden Shoe nun let out a low groan, and the demonic madness in her body began to rush towards her brain.
Her divine sense had become different from before, and she used the power of her divine sense to quickly mobilize the demonic madness in the body of the red-faced monk through a section of air.
"Poof. ”
The demonic madness in the body of the wooden shoe nun began to surge with a peculiar regularity, like the ebb and flow of the tides in the sea.
"Poof. ”
The demonic madness in the body of the red-faced monk also surged in the same way.
The demonic madness in these two human bodies has a mysterious connection, and they soon reach a resonance under a mysterious power.
The red-faced monk's brain rushed into a lot of demonic blood, and his face began to turn red from congestion.
"Ahh ”
The red-faced monk couldn't withstand the crazy control power of the mad blood in his body, and shouted out a sentence in ventriloquism:
"Ask my Lord to give me orders, and I am willing to obey your command at all costs. ”
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