"Wait a minute, dig another pit and bury me together!" Xia Mohan lay on the ground and said in a deep voice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This way was carried over, stumbling, Xia Mohan's body was full of scars, but the cloak was too high, and the clothes were not torn, but the blood stains on the body penetrated the clothes, and the cloak had turned dark purple.

"You stinky boy, you dare to instruct Lao Tzu to do things?" The square-faced monk was already sad and angry, and he didn't even think about it when he heard the words, so he walked over and stepped on Xia Mohan's left hand when he raised his foot.

The left hand was blurred with flesh and blood, Xia Mohan's face remained unchanged, but he sneered: "Just such a little ability, no wonder your third brother can't stand it, and he wants to go to reincarnation as soon as possible." ”

The square-faced monk's face was cold: "It seems that you are in a hurry to die!" "Murderous.

"Second brother," the burly monk's voice came, faintly displeased: "I took the trouble to carry him over, is it just for you to kill at will?" ”

"Big brother, this kid's mouth is too stinky, he's humiliating the third brother!" The square-faced monk roared indignantly.

"It's a man, and it's rare among the children of the family", the burly monk said lightly: "Give him a good time later!" ”

"Phew, you still want to keep a whole corpse?" The square-faced monk snorted coldly and turned his head, no longer spoke, but walked back and quickened the movements of his hands, filling in the tomb and reinforcing it, these tasks are no more than tea time for the monk.

After the archer was buried, the burly monk walked up to Xia Mohan and asked coldly, "Boy, say, what secret techniques does the Yu family have?" ”

Xia Mohan's voice was calm: "I said, can you let me go?" ”

"Let's go? Don't think about it, but if you say something, I promise to give you a good time. The burly monk said lightly.

Xia Mohan sneered: "Since it's all a dead word, why should I cheap you?" ”

The burly monk shook his head: "Boy, you are still too young, death is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that you can't die..."

"This is a broken palm, boy, take it well, see how long you can be hard-mouthed?" The burly monk chuckled and spoke.

The Broken Pulp Palm is a kind of spell in the Canglan Sea, but this set of spells is not to win with combat power, but to be famous for torturing people, in large-scale sect battles, this set of spells is used to force prisoners, so that people can feel the greatest pain while maintaining their wisdom.

As the saying goes, it hurts to the bone marrow, so how painful should it be to cramp and break the marrow?

However, Xia Mohan survived stubbornly, but she didn't have the heart to speak anymore, her forehead was bruised under the veil, and her face was so pale that she didn't see half of the blood.

Rao is like this, Xia Mohan didn't exhale a pain. Half an hour later, Xia Mohan was drenched in sweat, as if he had just been flooded in the water.

"How does it taste? Boy, it doesn't hurt so much to say it, I admire heroes the most. The burly monk laughed.

"But that's it!" Xia Mohan gritted his teeth, and his voice was indifferent.

"Big brother, just cut off one of his legs." The square-faced monk had long been impatient with Xia Mohan, and came up to suggest it with a cold face at this time.

"No!" The burly monk glared at the brainless second brother, didn't he want to? They have no foundation, brutal methods, and it is common for them to break their hands and legs, but since they are children of the family, this method is useless.

The elixir of amputated limb regeneration is very rare, and it may not be available in the family, and even if there is, it is for top people, and it may not be the turn of this kid. But the honor of the family is there, a broken leg is death, a constant leg is also death, and the children of the family are let out, these means are really not a thing.

What he is most afraid of is the family blood technique, those secret techniques in the family, it is very troublesome, you don't know where he is planted, if you break one of his legs, it is likely that you will be hit by the blood lead. The reason is very simple, if the legs are gone, there is no hope in life, and you must be able to get out.

If the limbs are sound, then there is still a little thought, as long as you live, there is hope.

Xia Mohan knew that they had scruples, and now what she lacked was an opportunity.

The square-faced monk had long hated Xia Mohan to the extreme, but now seeing that the eldest brother was grinding, he was annoyed in his heart, and said coldly: "I'll go find a demon beast." After speaking, without waiting for the eldest brother to speak, he turned around and left.

The burly monk knew that he had anger in his heart, and he didn't care about him, he only confronted Xia Mohan on the side, and his broken marrow palm was not so easy to bear. After a pillar of incense, the square-faced monk returned, and he threw a bound third-order demon beast from the storage ring.

The square-faced monk's eyes were full of anger: "It's okay to use this demon beast to kill him." ”

This is the most commonly used technique, using demon beasts to kill people, and those blood induction secret techniques will not involve the monks.

Glancing at Xia Mohan, who had begun to tremble on the ground, the burly monk was a little angry in his heart, this kid was about to collapse, they took such a big risk, and a brother died, so they had to squeeze some value.

The burly monk shouted, "I say, will you be able to wait?" "Damn, it's not like you won't be killed.

The square-faced monk's face was as cold as ice, and he pointed at Xia Mohan with a halberd in his hand: "Big brother, do you still want to protect him?" ”

The halberd was originally the weapon of the square-faced monk, and it was only because of the eldest brother's burly and fierce appearance that he had been carrying it as a deterrent.

Seeing the square-faced monk take away the weapon, the burly monk's face sank: "Why, you still dare to do something with me?" ”

"The younger brother doesn't dare to do anything with the eldest brother, but this kid," the square-faced monk glanced at Xia Mohan, who couldn't stop trembling on the ground, "I can't stay!" ”

Before the words fell, on the side of his shoulder, the long halberd in his hand stabbed towards Xia Mohan.

"You dare!" The burly monk's eyes were split, and he raised his hand to block the square-faced monk's halberd, "You don't..."

In the middle of the words, the burly monk vomited blood with a "poof", and Xia Mohan, who had pretended to be dead on the ground for half a day, moved.

As soon as Xia Mohan raised his hand, there was a long purple thorn on his hand, which was transformed by the purple hairpin given by the master. She had stayed up for so long and was finally able to mobilize her aura, and while the two of them were arguing, she jumped up suddenly, and the long thorn stabbed directly into the burly monk's vest, passing through the heart and coming out of the chest, and the power of the eight-rank magic weapon directly smashed his golden pill.

She had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Before that, she had the opportunity to sneak attack, but the chance of winning was not large, and if she made a hasty move, the ending would only end miserably. Xia Mohan understood that she couldn't make a mistake, and if she missed a blow, she would face mortal danger.

This is a gamble, and the battle is whether she can kill Brother Jindan with one blow, and in the case of the aura being sealed, the probability of this gamble is extremely low, but she has no choice.

No matter how big the difference in level is, she will never allow herself to die, even if she dies, she will bite off a piece of the other party's meat.

Luckily, she was right.