After kicking the air, the Bodhisattva was stunned on the spot.

The face is full of the incredibleness of seeing a ghost.

In fact, she shouldn't have this kind of expression, after she recognized who Yang Xiao was, she should know that according to other people's kung fu, she could easily dodge her blow.

She was in a daze, but her habitual thinking couldn't accept this fact.

Yang Xiao will not be in a daze.

With a light laugh of sympathy, Yang Xiao grabbed the Bodhisattva's ankle with his right hand, and shook his arm - the Bodhisattva, who was more than 1.7 meters tall and had a plump body of more than 60 kilograms, flew out like a scarecrow.

Bang!

The Bodhisattva slammed into a tree more than ten meters away, and the body of the tree, which was almost as thick as a bowl, was actually hit by her with a click, and the crown of the tree suddenly tilted outward.

This tree, which grew there and didn't get in anyone's way, was actually broken by the Bodhisattva's body.

Fortunately, when she flew out, her body was instinctively protected, and she half-turned around in time and collided with the tree trunk with her left rib, only injuring a few ribs, but avoiding the doom that after her back fell on the tree trunk, the vertebrae would be directly broken by the waist, and she would immediately die with a whimper.

But this also made the Bodhisattva faint in pain.

How she wished she could be in a coma for a long time!

It's a pity.

It was also obvious that Yang Xiao didn't have the patience to wait for her to wake up from her coma, and after slowly walking in front of her, she kicked her left foot, which happened to hit the wound in her ribs.

"Ahh

In the hoarse screams, the Bodhisattva, who had completely naked, immediately curled up and woke up from his coma.

Almost subconsciously, the Bodhisattva was about to raise his head and jump as soon as he woke up.

One foot, but one step ahead, stepped on her face.

Slowly, press down.

The Bodhisattva instinctively wanted to resist, ignoring the pain, and using all his strength to resist the pressure from this foot.

But this delicate foot is like a mountain, no matter how much the Bodhisattva fights, it will be useless, and his head can only be slowly trampled on the ground by it.

Not on the ground.

It's on a piece of paper.

A piece of fine rice paper.

Under the moonlight of entering the water, the Bodhisattva, whose face was trampled and deformed, could see two words on the paper: "Dragon vein." ”

"National fortune, dragon vein?"

Yang Xiao also spoke.

It's just that there was a thick disdain in her voice: "Hehe, this should be written by that guy Hu Zhantang, right?" Well, don't say it, these four words are much better than a dog crawling. Without three or five years of hard work, it can't be written. ”

There is no doubt that Yang Xiao, who grew up in the Valley of Flames since he was a child, and learned traditional Chinese skills in addition to practicing every day, must be much higher than Helan Xiaoxin, who should have become a famous contemporary female calligrapher.

In fact, if he hadn't guessed that this pair of characters was written by Hu Zhantang, Yang Xiao might have appreciated it a little.

After all, she can also see that when Lao Hu writes these four words, he is definitely a combination of human and pen.

If Lao Hu heard her "appreciation", he would definitely be smoked by his angry nose, and regret why he didn't take this pair of words away.

"Wishful thinking."

The corners of Yang Xiao's mouth skimmed with disdain again, and then he looked at the Bodhisattva Man and said lightly: "You are really not small, dare to do something with me." ”

The Bodhisattva wanted to refute Yang Xiao's words.

The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry - no, no one should be willing to stand by when danger comes.

Why can't she fight back?

But these words, she can only say in her heart.

Because her head was stepped on by Yang Xiao, her charming face was trampled on and deformed, where was there room to speak.

Finally, Yang Xiao lifted his foot.

The Bodhisattva immediately exhaled a long breath, closed his eyes tiredly, and his plump and white delicate body slowly rose and fell under the double gaze of the moon and Yang Xiao, proving that she was not dead, but seemed to be asleep.

After giving her a moment to rest, Yang Xiao began to ask: "Your yoga kung fu is still very good." ”

If it were someone else, even if it was Lao Hu, he would have broken a few ribs after being thrown out by Yang Xiao just now and smashed on the tree.

The Bodhisattva was only slightly injured.

This is related to her long-term contact with yoga, and her body is very soft.

If she were to do the same thing that she had just flown into the tree, she would immediately coil around the trunk twice like a snake.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Only then did the Bodhisattva open his eyes, smiled miserably, and whispered thanks.

Yang Xiao hated why she didn't know how to pat the horse's whiskers just now - so now she can ignore her thanks and still look indifferent: "I want to know, why doesn't Tianzhumen in India like Li Nannan to go to that place." Bodhisattva, I hope your answer satisfies me. ”

Yang Xiao had never heard of Tianzhumen.

She hadn't even heard of India before tonight – not only India, but even the current world hegemon, the US imperialism, she didn't bother to pay attention to it.

In her eyes, there is only one country that she needs to remember with her life.

Chinese.

She didn't know about Tianzhumen, but now she can say it, because when the Bodhisattva Man and Lao Hu were talking about those words, she hid next to her and heard a little bit.

The Bodhisattva does not have any confidence that he will be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Since she is already dead, why did she answer Yang Xiao's question?

After seeing her laughing miserably and closing her mouth tightly, Yang Xiao knew what she was thinking in her heart.

She slowly squatted down, looked at the Bodhisattva's eyes, and saw cruel evil float in them, and whispered: "Do you think that if you have practiced yoga since you were a child, your body can resist all the pain, and you can withstand my torture?" ”

Indian yoga, when it comes to suffering and suffering, is unbelievable.

From time to time, there will be headlines about how many days a yoga master has been buried in the ground, only to be dug up and still alive.

The only thing in the world that can compare with yoga is probably Oriental ninjutsu.

In the process of cultivation, ninjutsu is like being buried alive, and it is used to being in a dung pit for half a day with his head down, but he is fine, and other kung fu, which is simply not something that people can practice.

Therefore, the Bodhisattva asked herself, according to her attainments in yoga, she would definitely be able to resist all the torture and keep her mouth shut.

It's a pity.

The person who wanted to torture her was Yang Xiao.

Since joining the WTO for more than a year, Yang Xiao has long ceased to play the kind of low-level means of trying to lead a big wolf dog to take away her innocence because he was dissatisfied with Lin Yiting like last year.

As she thrived, so did her torture kung fu.

Yang Xiao has medicine.

The Bodhisattva is not sick.

If you don't have a disease, you have to take medicine.

When the Bodhisattva was fed a certain pill, there was still a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Because she was absolutely sure, the pain of swallowing arsenic and the rapid erosion of her stomach and intestines by poison was nothing to her.

Wrong.

It's not that it's nothing.

It should be said that she didn't feel it either.

Suspended animation.

In the Indian yoga divine skills, there is a rather magical kung fu, which is placed in the martial arts novels written by Jin Daxia and others, and there will be a very loud name: "Turtle breath and law." ”

After the Turtle Breath Divine Skill is activated, the Bodhisattva's heartbeat will stop, the blood flow will be cut off, and the breath will disappear along with the characteristics of life.

It's like a dead man.

The dead are not afraid of any pain.

Being able to fake his death, to really die, is definitely the best result that a bodhisattva can think of.

So after she cooperated with Yang Xiao very obediently, swallowed the pill, and finally looked at the world with great nostalgia, she closed her watery eyes.

Fake your death, start.

Begin?

Nope!

With Yang Xiao here, the Bodhisattva said that he was faked to be dead, even if he was really dead, he would be pulled back by her from before the ghost gate was closed.

After the Bodhisattva started to fake his death, when his mind began to go blank, a feeling suddenly crawled out from the depths of his bones, like a small ant.

Itchy.

First a small ant, then a second, then a third, a myriad.

In the end, these small ants, which should be red, gathered into a torrent, stepped on the beat of a drum, and quickly burrowed into every nerve of the Bodhisattva, opened their mouths, and devoured them.

Just like hibernation, all the nerves that had just fallen into the unconscious state immediately came to life, causing the bodhisattva to open his eyes violently.

Then, she saw Yang Xiaozheng smiling evilly and said, "You will fake my death for another fact now." ”

"You, you demon!"

The Bodhisattva bit his tongue hard.

How she wished she could bite off her tongue.

I also regret it even more, why I didn't bite off my tongue first when I activated the Fake Death Divine Skill.

That way, she could really die.

No more torture.

The indescribable itch took away the power of the Bodhisattva's tongue to kill himself.

Like, when she finally couldn't help but want to scratch her skin with her hands, she found that her hands had been tied with strips of cloth.

Not only her hands, but also her feet.

Since the yoga master can bend her right foot from behind to the front, then of course she can also use her toenail to tickle it.

If there was no poison on the toenails of the Bodhisattva Man, Yang Xiao might not have bothered to touch her feet with his hands.

In the eyes of those senior perverts, the Bodhisattva's small feet are enough to play for thirty years, without losing their charm, but for Yang Xiao, they are just a pair of ordinary feet.

If the Bodhisattva really wants to hook up with Yang Xiao with these feet, there is no second result except for being cut off.

After his hands and feet were tied with strips of cloth, the Bodhisattva, who desperately needed to scratch to stop the itch, could only twist his body desperately, hoping to scratch it with the help of stones on the ground.

Yang Xiao had already thought of it.

For this reason, she kindly took off her white coat and spread it on the ground, allowing her to roll on it.

Like a white insect magnified countless times, the Bodhisattva was writhing violently on Yang Xiao's coat.

The sound that comes out of the mouth is no longer like what a human makes.

It's weird.

Like crying, like laughing, like a ghost from hell, groaning in pain.

Her eyes turned red.

It's like her skin has turned red from her pink and snow-white skin.

It's more like braised pork just out of the pot, exuding a steaming aroma.

After smelling this fragrance, Yang Xiao's snow-white eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he walked to the upper wind.

It is this kind of fragrance that once made Lao Hu fall into an extremely fragrant illusion.

The aroma contains a high content of spring medicine.

Yang Xiao didn't need any instruments at all, just by using her sense of smell, she could tell that there were those aphrodisiac drugs in this aroma.

She thought that this fragrance was smeared with a special spice on the body of the Bodhisattva, and by exerting it when sweating, it would be able to quickly make people tricked.

But no matter how many spices the Bodhisattva applies, he always sweats like this, and it won't be long before the aroma will be exhausted.

In fact, it was beyond Yang Xiao's expectations.

She stood upwind, leaning against a tree with her hands folded around her chest, watching with relish as the Bodhisattva twisted violently, and ten minutes had passed, and the aroma had not decreased, but had become stronger.

Suddenly!

Two hares came out of the nearby woods.

As soon as the one in front stopped, the one behind swooped down on its back, bit its neck, and moved rapidly.