Chapter 505: Yang Family Witch Gu

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You know, why did Yang Yongxin beat him more?

That's because, in the Great Celestial Empire, there was a nationally famous thunder and lightning controller, with the same name as this Yang Yongxin, but this 'Yong' is not the other 'Yong'.

If you want to talk about this thunderbolt controller, it is the nightmare of countless 'Internet addicted teenagers' and 'problem men and women', what Uncle Yang's special show is, it is simply not outrageous.

An Qianyue actually wanted to end him up at that time, but she couldn't act at will without a task, and as an Internet addicted teenager and a troubled teenager, Murong Anze was more suitable to know what the hell the hell the so-called Internet Detention Center was.

Therefore, this Comrade Yang Yongxin, if he wants to complain, then complain that his father gave him a name that attracts people to beat, anyway, he himself is not a good person.

A few more beatings, and it's nothing.

"Ouch! I've already told you why you're beating me! ”

Yang Yongxin was punched and kicked by Murong Anze, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and two blood marks gushed out of his nasal tubes, which looked like he couldn't be more miserable.

However, An Qianyue just smiled and said to him, "Because you owe a beating." ”

"You're beasts!"

Yang Yongxin complained angrily, his expression at this time was comparable to Dou E, but Murong Anze didn't care what he said, as long as his mother didn't let him stop, he would continue to beat him.

However, after hearing this, Nan Qingmo was not happy, so the small leather whip in his hand was waved happily again, and Yang Yongxin grinned.

"You are only a beast, your whole family is a beast, let you harm my brother Su's master, I will kill you!"

And at this time, Murong Anze's eyes rolled, and he took out a small bottle from his arms, and said to Yang Yongxin, "Do you know, this is a good thing, it can make your life worse than death, although you are not afraid of insects, but I think this must be suitable for you." ”

Murong Anze said, then opened the cork of the small bottle, and fanned the mouth of the bottle with his hand, so that he could smell a little smell, and said with a smile, "You should be able to smell it, what's in it, right?" ”

"You're ......"

Hearing this, Yang Yongxin's complexion changed, but Murong Anze brought the small bottle in front of him, and was about to break his mouth, and suddenly, Yang Yongxin cried and shouted with a sad face, "Ancestors, aunts and grandmothers, please, spare me, I will say whatever you want to know, don't play with me anymore!" ”

"Well, let's start by reporting to our home."

An Qianyue smiled and motioned for Murong Anze to stop first, she knew that although Yang Yongxin had promised to confess at the beginning, she was worried that they agreed too easily, and this Yang Yongxin would play tricks.

So, I took the opportunity to beat him a few more times, so that he knew that their emotions were moody and unpredictable, so it was better to explain honestly.

If you dare to play tricks, you will definitely not be spared.

"I said it just now, my name is Yang Yongxin, and our Yang family has inherited the magic of witchcraft for generations......"

"What, Witch?"

Nan Qingmo looked at Yang Yongxin with some incredulity and said, "You guys...... Will it also be Gu? ”

"We, this one is a little different from your ones in southern Xinjiang, you are serving Gu with poison, and we rely on witchcraft and communication with the gods."

Yang Yongxin shook his head and explained, but Murong Anze disrupted him and reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense, Lang Lang Qiankun, there is no witchcraft in this world." ”

"Yes, our ancestors said that all things have spirits, as long as we are sincere, we can use the power of the gods, and the girl before also saw it, I used the flute to control Lin Mingqi, this is the power of the gods we used."

Yang Yongxin swore an oath, but An Qianyue was a little stunned, where is the power of the gods, it is clearly just spiritual interference.

This Yang family seems a little strange.

"You ...... How did you get him to look like that? ”

Nan Qingmo frowned, and glanced at Lin Mingqi, who was no different from an old robot, and a trace of weirdness flashed in his heart, a good and decent person has now become like a dead thing, this very uncomfortable feeling is really very weird.

"It was our master who kept him in a special way."

Yang Yongxin said that at this time, his face was still very proud, "You know, he died a long time ago and can't die anymore, it was our family master who prayed to the gods to give him a steely body, so that he could breathe for a long time......"

'Smack'!

Nan Qingmo slapped him in the face fiercely, interrupted him fiercely, and asked sharply with a glare, "Tell me, what is called death and can't die anymore!" ”

"Ouch, Grandma, this ......"

Yang Yongxin was a little dizzy when he was beaten, but as soon as he saw Nan Qingmo's expression, he had no choice but to shrink his neck and explain, "That, at that time, he was seriously injured after being captured by the Ye family, and after being imprisoned by the Wang family, he died soon after, but the man said that he couldn't die, so the head of the family made him look like this." ”

"Who's that man?"

An Qianyue's focus was obviously different, she clearly captured the abnormality of Yang Yongxin's expression, so she asked again, "Tell me, who is that person!" ”

"I can't say it's going to kill people."

Yang Yongxin was as determined as if he had eaten a scale, and he refused to answer this question again, and An Qianyue's eyes narrowed.

"Will you die in silence first, or will you die separately?"

"Hmph, even if you kill me, I won't say it!"

Yang Yongxin's attitude was very resolute, which made An Qianyue very strange, it seemed that everyone they caught was secretive about a person's identity, which inevitably made people more confused.

Who the hell is that person?

"However, I can tell you that Lin Mingqi is no longer Lin Mingqi now, to put it bluntly, he is a monster with a human head, so you better deal with it as soon as possible."

Yang Yongxin's smile was a little crazy, and when he saw Nan Qingmo staring at him with an unkind face, he said again, "I've said all the words, as for what to do, it's up to you." ”

"How to deal with it?"

An Qianyue took a deep breath, resisted the urge in her heart to grab him and beat him hard, and decided to deal with the problem in front of her first.

"Just burn it."

Yang Yongxin smiled, but at this time, his complexion suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood arrow spurted out of his mouth, and then, his face was also black and purple, and he immediately hung his head.

And immediately after, a black worm the thickness of two fingers crawled out of his mouth.