Chapter 142: Hatred
The white crane was still flowing with wine in its mouth and nose. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info His figure was a little lighter, but he suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hahaha...... He was really right, I really died at the hands of King Feng! ”
"Yin White Crane, hand over the magic given to you by the gods! I'll give you the antidote! Rong Xu, who couldn't escape, suddenly shook out of his figure at this time. She smiled very proudly, "I prepared this wine for you early in the morning, and you really didn't wronged this drunken ghost, and both times it was planted on the word 'wine'." ”
After just a while, the figure of the Yin White Crane faded a little.
"Here you are!" The white crane slammed the big wine jar to the ground, as if unwilling and relieved. His high and protruding frontal bone suddenly appeared from the middle of a black line, and the black line gradually lengthened and thickened, and a series of golden characters squeezed out of the black line.
The white crane said again: "Go!" These strange characters all walked towards Rongxu. At the same time, the same black line appeared in the middle of Rong Xu's forehead, and these characters squeezed into her black line...... After the two were handed over, Rong Xu's forehead was slightly raised, but it was not as convex and ugly as the Yin and White Crane.
Hua Lingcai glanced at the flat forehead of the Yin White Crane, and thought, "It turns out that his forehead bone is not like this?" ”
After receiving those characters, Rong Xu threw the antidote over. Yin Baihe didn't eat it, but laughed again, and when he laughed, his figure was already thin and almost transparent, and then he said again: "Rong Xu, you will regret it!" ”
After speaking, he just died.
"Does this drunken ghost believe me that he would rather die than use the antidote?" Rong Xu looked at the shattered large wine jar on the ground and the small porcelain bottle containing the antidote that fell lonely, and muttered.
Hua Lingcai has stepped towards the exit with one foot. She didn't dare to express any emotion in this terrible ghost's territory, and it was only right to run away quickly.
At this time, she felt as if she was hanging several suckers behind her, and she was stunned and pulled her back!
She looked back and saw that what had sucked her vigorously were a few long, thin black threads. The end of the silk thread leaned on the spindle in Rong Xu's hand, and the moment she turned around, several silk threads flashed from the spindle, like a galloping horse and agile like a snake.
Hua Lingcai narrowly avoided the fine silk threads that followed, summoned freehand, and hurriedly recited a spell to make it defend, wrapping his body around.
"Master, you use your own source fire against her, and I can assist in the attack from the side." Freehand was covered with a layer of dazzling white light, blocking the silk threads that came behind in the middle of the way, but its body trembled, as if it could not support it.
Hua Lingcai withdrew it, and spewed flames from its mouth, and now it was really vibrant, and it was much more flexible.
As soon as her flames came out, the few thin silk threads that had been attached to her body immediately retracted, and at the same time, Rong Xu's figure flickered and flashed into her spindle.
The spindle hung alone in mid-air, rising and falling from time to time under the encirclement of flames, looking less like a struggling support, more like a swimming fish trapped in it.
Freehand didn't dare to get close to the flames, but only twisted his body from time to time from a distance, making out a series of translucent and thin slender light and shadow. The light and shadow hit the spindle, but it didn't seem to be painful, but it moved slightly to the side.
But the spindle grew and grew.
"Let's go." Hua Lingcai intuitively felt that this thing was not easy to deal with, and he didn't feel the need to fight it to the end.
Freehand refuses to leave immediately. Its body spun rapidly, and then it sent a red rain down the sky.
At first glance, this red rain is still very beautiful. When it suddenly floated down, Hua Lingcai actually felt a faint sadness inexplicably. This feeling was only for a moment, and soon she realized that the red rain was not a real liquid, but an illusory image.
But this red rain can really deal with Rong Xu.
"That time you quietly went to pick a spirit chess kite and gave it to me, are you sincere?" The spindle shook violently, and in the next moment, Rong Xu appeared on the spindle. But as soon as her head and face appeared, she was immediately gnawed by the flames.
"Ahh......h
The magnitude of the spindle tremor is getting bigger and bigger, and Rong Xu's head and face also appear from time to time, sometimes at one end, sometimes at that end, and sometimes in the middle...... Her seven orifices were full of black blood, each time more hideous, each time screaming more and more terrible.
Hua Lingcai felt her monstrous hatred, and naturally there were dots gathered in her mind, and she didn't waste this unexpected resource, so she absorbed them all.
After a while, Rong Xu gradually quieted down. Her head and face were completely hidden in the spindle, and no matter how much it rained, she didn't get excited and crazy anymore.
The originally swollen spindle shrank to the size it had been at the beginning, and it looked like a well-behaved fish swimming gently in the flames.
Freehand flew back to Hua Lingcai's hand, quite proud: "Master, I helped you!" ”
"Hmm." Hua Lingcai touched its head and smiled, "Go back and tell me why you suddenly stopped pretending to be cute and stupid before." ”
"Master......" freehand stretched the tone long, trying to escape coquettishly.
Hua Lingcai didn't wait for him to finish the tune, and stuffed it back into his clothes.
"Little Pick Girl!" Han Hua's voice suddenly came from afar.
Hua Lingcai followed the prestige and found that Han Hua led several female ghosts to stand next to a big tree with three or four people hugging each other.
There is actually a Xiheng on the left hand side of the Korean painting!
Hua Lingcai couldn't help but frown.
"Miss Xiaocai, wait!" Han Hua saw that she had instead quickened her pace, and immediately bent her fingers a little farther away. Hua Lingcai only touched the exit, and was suddenly rebounded back by a strong force, and when he looked closely, he found that the hole that went out was actually rapidly smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, it was connected up and down, left and right.
Not to mention the hole, even the gap the size of the needle's eye is gone.
Hua Lingcai turned to look at Han Hua, who flashed over with Xi Heng, "What's the matter?" ”
This guy kidnapped her to be his bride, and she is still fresh from this hatred. If it weren't for the fact that she had stayed outside here for too long, and Panji was still alone in Hukou Town, she would have thought about it a long time ago.
Now this guy dares to stop her?!
Seeing her look like the queen of the autumn reckoning, Shen Lu shrank behind Han Hua and became more and more worried.