There was a hint of fish belly white in the sky.

The light of the torches faded away.

But the sky was getting brighter.

The closer the dawn gets, the more angry the captured Luotou clan becomes.

The tongue in the skull continued to lengthen, and it swept its face with extreme anxiety, leaving a mouth full of saliva.

Zhu Jian's head has almost recovered, and on the ever-changing monster face, there is the restlessness of the Luotou clan.

The long neck was constantly shaking and struggling, but it was hard to break free with the chains.

A rooster's crowing made it roar even more.

Zhang Lanzhi, who had died before, moved slightly, and the eyes on his head slowly opened a line, and quickly squinted back.

"You wait for monsters, don't you think you still have a way to survive today!"

Xue Tao looked at Zhang Lanzhi, who was a little moved, and then wrapped an iron chain around it.

He was so good at summoning the chains that they were as light as rope in his hands, and they were tied up alive and fastened, but when they struggled, they became dead knots.

Although the body of this Luotou clan is extremely long, it is difficult to break free from it.

A little white light began to shine on the city of Bingzhou, and everything began to recover.

The sound of insects was silent, and the smoke of the kitchen in the open air in the distance was already wafting up.

Like fish jumping out of the water to the shore, the bodies of both Falling Heads began to gasp.

In particular, Zhu Jian's body had already begun to struggle violently.

The roar came into view, and Zhu Jian's face showed a dark look.

At this time, a normal voice also came into everyone's ears.

"Me, my head!"

An incredible sound came from Zhu Jian's head.

This is probably the real Zhujian who has awakened from his slumber.

His eyes widened, and as far as he could see, he could see his familiar body.

There was no blood in the severed neck.

And his head is on the other side.

Beneath his head was a long neck and tightly wound chains.

"Why is this happening," Zhu Jian cried out in pain, "Why did I become a Luotou clan." ”

He struggled, with countless unwillingness, utter despair, and even utter anger in his eyes.

"Get out of my body!"

Daytime is the rest time of the Luotou clan, and when the original host wakes up, this monster will fall into a deep sleep.

But at this time, it is difficult for this fallen head to return to its original state.

At this time, a man and a demon met, and they kept colliding in the skull.

From time to time, Zhu Jian's head heard his own shouts, accompanied by the crazy screams of the monsters.

His tongue continued to lengthen, the left and right eyes on his head moved from time to time, saliva and snot continued to flow out, and his neck moved violently in chains, pulling out blood marks.

"Your Excellency!"

"Wait!"

The Luotou clan has already appeared abnormal.

Zhang Lanzhi obviously won't wake up again.

But Zhu Jian is already sober.

At this time, Zhu Jian's body and head had been separated.

But he can't be put back in place.

Once reset, Zhu Jian will wake up smoothly, and the Luotou clan will also complete their incubation, and it will be difficult to find out.

These are all generals under him, and for Xu Maogong, who 'loves the people like a son', the repeated deaths are undoubtedly a stab in the heart.

But he didn't know what to do to save Zhu Jian.

At this time, Zhu Jian was obviously fighting against the Luotou clan.

Maybe you can win.

But after the victory, he no longer has the demonic power to maintain the connection between his head and body.

Unless a person has practiced a special technique, a person will die if his head is cut off, and Zhu Jian will not be an exception.

can fight with the Luotou clan, and if you lose, your soul will fly away and you will die completely

Both left and right are dead, and Zhu Jian has no way back.

"Dead and dead!"

"Get out of my body!"

"Kill!"

Just as Li Hongru would recite the "Nine Classics" when he was confused, Zhu Jian was also angry and fell into a struggle.

The end point of this struggle is death.

There are no winners.

Li Hongru looked at the struggling Zhu Jian, and couldn't help touching his teeth.

Whether it is being attacked by monsters or borrowing demonic power, there are countless potential risks, and the slightest carelessness is a place of no return.

Skillfully using the power of Taiwu, Li Hongru also has drumming in his heart.

Taigo's power is too tempting.

He worshiped under Wang Fuchou's door, and even now he can't survive without the support of Taiwu's strength.

But borrowing the power of the Iron Eater Demon Beast, and even the need to continuously strengthen the power of the Iron Eating Demon Beast, meant a high risk to him.

At this time, it is at the bottom, and all kinds of forces are not obvious, so it can be controlled steadily.

But Li Hongru is also worried that one day he will miss.

The higher you stand, the worse you fall.

"It would be nice if we could find other powers to replace the demon power refining!"

's continuous knowledge also makes Li Hongru constantly position himself.

Taiwu is his talent, how to use his talent safely, how to safely not hurt himself, this is a problem he needs to pay attention to.

But the power of the refined iron-eating demon beast is a time bomb.

This demonic power must be safely controlled.

If one day he feels that it is difficult to resist the danger, he also needs to exorcise this demonic power.

"Is there any way to reduce the influence of demonic power on people?"

The top boss Xu Maogong was standing not far from him, and Li Hongru also asked a question in a low voice.

"Brother Fu Chou told me that your dog teeth, if you can't control it, he asked me to knock it out for you!"

Xu Maogong glanced back at Li Hongru, and the words he said made Li Hongru's body cold.

It seems that when he went out to Chang'an City, Wang Fuchou entrusted Xu Maogong with some troubles.

The solution is extremely simple and crude.

Thinking that his mouth full of teeth was knocked out, Li Hongru suddenly felt that he had entered his old age in advance.

"I can endure hardship, and I can take medicine."

Li Hongru replied worriedly.

"What kind of monster power does the literati borrow, you are still afraid of being kidnapped, and you need to use your teeth to deal with the enemy."

The literati cultivators were extremely weak in melee combat, but there were very few people like Li Hongru who had made preparations early.

Xu Maogong couldn't imagine the scene of Li Hongru rolling around and relying on his teeth to play melee combat.

This backup is a bit more indecent, although it is secretive.

Of course, what can save your life is a good means.

Dogtooth may come in handy at some point.

Compared to the influence of demonic power, a little embarrassment is nothing.

"Confucianism's righteousness can deter the power of demons, but if you want to continuously strengthen those teeth, it is best to temper and temper your body."

After laughing at Li Hongru, Xu Maogong suddenly felt a little more relaxed.

He also had no shortage of pointers and references to some elements.

"If there is one day, you can at least struggle like Zhu Jian!"

Xu Maogong's words made Li Hongru's heart cool and cool.

No one wants to have a life like Zhu Jian.

At this time, on the ground, Zhu Jian's seven orifices began to bleed.

This struggle has come to an end.

Winning is death, losing is death.

This Luotou clan has developed a sense of consciousness and can do preliminary communication, and in some ways, even stronger than Zhu Jian.

It's just that when hysteria erupts, unless you have overwhelming strength, a level close to or slightly beyond is not enough to win.

"I ......"

Fighting angrily, Zhu Jian finally opened his eyes.

He looked around and tried to say something, but the corners of his mouth kept bleeding, and it was difficult for him to say what he wanted to say.

The neck under the skull continued to contract, and at this point, the neck of his body became a normal scene, and began to gurgle and bleed.

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Jian finally closed his eyes unwillingly.

At the place of his body, as blood gushed out, a small white head shot out with the flow of blood.

Under the skull, like a cavernous contraction, the long neck suddenly shrank and turned into a crumpled appearance.

Eventually, a white winged insect corpse monster beast fell.

The corpse had countless capillary-like veins on it.

The corpse was revealed, and the life of this demon beast had also come to an end.

"I have not harmed anyone, nor have I forcibly taken her consciousness, please spare my life."

At this time, Zhang Lanzhi's corpse lying on the ground let out a low voice begging for mercy.

"If you guessed correctly, the March child she gave birth to should be your broken neck," Xu Maogong said in a deep voice.

"That's not my offspring, I can't control my own ......"

"People are people, and demons are demons."

Facing Zhang Lanzhi's head, Xu Maogong swung out a sword.