Chapter 68: Nie Xiaoqian of the Hell Game

This is to make up for the second half of the chapter that was not finished yesterday. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"This kind of goods can't even compare to a finger of hers. You dare to fool me! As he spoke, Montenegro turned to his grandmother, who was kneeling in front of him, and flew his cloak, which flew past her like a breeze, and her grandmother was immediately seriously injured by an invisible hand and fell far away.

The black cat's golden eyes shone with a strange brilliance, and he said in a deep voice: "Sure enough, it's a mountain of black linen and a human head!" ”

Nonsense! Can Muguo not know?

If you want to fight Montenegro head-on, you must not be able to avoid being bitten by ten thousand ghosts, and this is not the most important thing, what is even more powerful is that Montenegro will suck people's souls, so you can't go head-to-head with Montenegro.

Just when Mu Guoguo was thinking about countermeasures, Ning Caichen, who had obviously fought with Montenegro, was more familiar with the opponent's attack methods. Ning Caichen held the wine jug in one hand, drunken and staggered towards Montenegro, as if his burgundy face was stained by the smell of wine, he lowered his head and looked down on his grandmother, and then smiled and flattered as if looking at Montenegro, and said: "King Montenegro, this tree demon is clearly fooling the king." Ning Caichen said, as if he was a full little demon flattering the big demon, smiled flatteringly, and then angrily kicked his grandmother, and said: "You old immortal, why have you studied all these years and forgotten all the things that the king explained." Unexpectedly found such a dummy to fool the king of Montenegro. ”

Under the purple cloak of Montenegro, the heads of 10,000 people were arguing with each other.

"Who is this little monster, have you seen it?"

"Nope!"

"I think I've seen it, this smell is so familiar."

"Ah, I can't remember."

Montenegro felt a bit of a headache, and every time there was a dispute, these heads would be really noisy. The annoyed Montenegro did not talk to Ning Caichen again, but walked towards "Nie Xiaoqian".

A pair of invisible hands pinched the neck of "Nie Xiaoqian", and lifted "Nie Xiaoqian" straight, staring at the big monster at the height of Montenegro. However, obviously, "Nie Xiaoqian" is looking at a mask.

"It seems that she is indeed gone, forget it, since you are wearing her skin, you will leave me in this city of vain for the rest of your life." After Montenegro finished speaking, he mercilessly slammed "Nie Xiaoqian" to the ground.

Ning Caichen staggered back to his seat, as long as there was a little shock in his deep eyes. It turned out that this girl was wearing Xiaoqian's human skin, no wonder she imagined it like this. However, when I saw Xiao Qian smashing the golden pagoda with my own eyes, how could there still be human skins left in the world. Could it be that Grandma peeled off Xiaoqian's skin after Xiaoqian's death, if it was really Grandma who did this kind of thing, it was indeed easy for the Dryad to do. It's just that grandma actually concealed it so deeply.

Since it is Xiaoqian's human skin, then he must take it with him this time.

The three of Muguoguo sat at the banquet, and when they saw what Ning Caichen was eating, they dared to move their chopsticks.

"What now?" The fat man asked in a low voice.

Ning Caichen took a sip of wine and said, "Wait." ”

When the banquet was almost finished, Montenegro shook off his cloak and left. And "Nie Xiaoqian" was left in the gazebo, as if it would be her place to go in the future.

"You don't find it, Gege hasn't spoken." The glasses have been observing Gege's movements, and seeing Gege's sad expression all the time makes people feel very weird. No matter how sad a person is, it is impossible for that expression to remain on his face all the time, without the slightest change.

Ning Caichen glanced at "Nie Xiaoqian" and said, "It's not your own human skin, I'm not used to it." Wearing human skin is like an adult who insists on putting a piece of flesh into a child's clothes, in order to prevent the clothes from breaking, he can only move slightly, and try to act according to the clothes. You say your head is indent, is there still room for your mouth to speak? ”

The three of them suddenly felt a chill, and the more they thought about it, the more disgusting they felt.