Lee: Wind Valley Village.

Altar of the North Mountain.

As the meat cocoon expanded and contracted as if breathing, Wang Quan also continued to cut the high priest rhythmically under Cheng Weihua's uncomfortable expression.

Of course, the screams of the high priest are also rhythmic.

It was cut for a long time, and even the high priest was divided into six sections.

But she still couldn't die.

Wang Quan dropped the machete and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, hammered his left shoulder with his right hand, and complained: "Why can't you cut it to death?" ”

Cheng Weihua looked at the high priest who was healing, his face was ugly, "Immortal body, possibly." ”

There are several reasons why his face is ugly.

One is because the high priest is, after all, the woman he once loved.

Actually, he loves now, but he is more sensible.

Of course, there is also the discomfort of being green.

In other words, is this special being green or taking over?

Cheng Weihua was a little dizzy.

But he finally understood one thing, the other party didn't love him at all, just treated him as a tool.

He doesn't expect the other party to do now, he just wants Ah Jiu to be okay.

Even if Ah Jiu doesn't treat him as a father, Ah Jiu now has his bloodline after all.

People don't treat him as a father, but he does treat the other party as a daughter.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to give all the belongings to Wang Quan.

Wang Quan kicked the high priest's head away like a leather ball, and then watched her body crawl towards her head.

With a yawn, he stabbed the cocoon.

But even if Wang Quan had the blessing of the ghost bride's little sister, he didn't stab through the meat cocoon.

The knife was like poking a finger into leather.

The high priest who picked up his head and put it on his neck chuckled when he saw this: "Young man, it's useless, God is invincible." ”

Wang Quan frowned slightly and was silent.

He wasn't afraid, but he was mainly afraid that he would hurt Ah Jiu by doing too much.

Now he's just borrowing a little bit of power.

The main thing is that I don't go head like this, and my brain is relatively clear.

If he borrowed too much power, one was that he was afraid of his own schizophrenia, and the other was that he was afraid that the ghost bride's sister was too strong, what if he really killed Ah Jiu?

When the time comes, the future wife will fly, but it will be too difficult to top.

With such a tangled effort, the meat cocoon vibrated faster and faster, and even a tornado-shaped wind blew on the flat ground around the meat cocoon and surrounded the meat cocoon.

It has basically reached the point where Wang Quan and Cheng Weihua can't get close.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The blood flowers in the sky had stopped falling, and the dark clouds had obscured the originally gray sky, and they felt the earth tremble.

Suddenly, the wind stopped.

Everything fell silent, like the calm before a storm.

Cheng Weihua's legs trembled slightly.

The high priest had fallen to his knees.

Even Wang Quan only barely resisted.

They felt a supreme pressure descend upon them.

It's like an animal that can only tremble and wait for death when it encounters a natural predator.

This is pure crushing in the hierarchy.

It is a huge gulf between man and God that cannot be bridged.

Click——!

Suddenly, a crisp sound broke the silence.

I saw a crack in the three-meter-high meat cocoon.

Then, like a black spider's web, the cracks gradually crept all over the cocoon.

Silently, the cocoon disintegrated.

The smoke enveloped the area where the original meat cocoon was located, and Wang Quan and the three of them didn't know what was coming out of it for a while.

But the heavy feeling of fear and disgust that weighed down on their hearts made them understand that it was not something they could deal with.

Finally, the smoke cleared.

The person standing there was Ah Jiu.

Shoulder-length white hair like a waterfall, a majestic and ruthless complexion, pure golden eyes, and red lips.

Her original hands were in place of a pair of large, four-fingered claws.

A pair of folded wings grow from the place of the arms.

The wings resemble the wings of a bat, but they are covered with feathers.

But if you look closely, each of these feathers is like countless souls crying and writhing with blood and tears, which makes people can't help but have a splitting headache.

Her two tails, more than two meters long, like bone whips, hung down on the ground, and her feet also turned into large, sharp claws.

A drop of sweat slowly trickled down Wang Quan's forehead.

For the first time since he was attached to the ghost bride's sister, he felt the pressure.

But one thing to say, he sweated because he was tired from cutting the high priest just now, and it wasn't because he was a little scared.

On the contrary, he also thinks that this girl looks very good.

Where does that tail grow?

Provided, of course...... She is Ah Jiu.

"Uh......"

Cheng Weihua finally didn't resist, he looked directly at the other party.

Although it was only for a moment, he had already bled and fell to his knees.

"Close your eyes." Wang Quan's expression was serious, "He is no longer a target that mortals can look at directly. ”

Cheng Weihua clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, "Wang...... Brother, leave it all to ...... You've got it. ”

As he spoke, his hands changed in the direction of the bird's claws, and his skin was cracked, and blood-colored feathers slowly grew from the cracks.

The High Priest was ecstatic, "O God! Please punish them! Punish these outlanders! ”

"Ah Jiu" was expressionless, and a pair of golden eyes fell on Wang Quan's face.

Then, her four-meter-long wings spread out, leaving an afterimage in place, and rushed towards Wang Quan at a speed that broke the sound barrier!

Bang ——!

After her afterimage disappeared, a huge explosion sounded in the ears of the three of them!

"Little sister! Push it up! ”

Wang Quan's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously called out to the ghost bride in his mind.

But before the borrowed strength could increase, he felt a huge force hit his chest!

"Uh......"

With a loud "bang", Wang Quan was knocked out of the air five meters away and almost fell off the altar!

This feeling...... It's like being hit head-on by the Titanic!

If it weren't for the strength of the young lady at the last moment to strengthen his body, he would have been directly smashed into a ball of flesh now.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Wang Quan raised his hand, and a black and red blood mist condensed on his palm.

And then...... He withdrew the blood mist, spread out his hands, and fell to the ground like a "wood" character.

He even withdrew the borrowed power, and the whole person relaxed.

I don't know why, he just wants to laugh now.

Because he saw it.

The monster girl in his arms rubbed her head against his chest, then raised her head, the fiery emotion in her golden eyes that could even make him feel burning.

"Brother, I miss you so much......"

Raising his hand, Wang Quan hugged the girl and laughed loudly.

After laughing for a long time, his hand suddenly went down and touched the junction between the two tails and Ah Jiu's body......

"Well, that's exactly what I thought."

Wang Quan was satisfied.

Ah Jiu's pointed ears became redder and redder.

But she still stood up and pulled Wang Quan up.

After that, she turned around and looked at the high priest not far away with Wang Quan.

"Nope! Impossible! How can it be! How can you disobey God's will?! ”

Looking at her mother's distorted, incredulous and crazy face, Ah Jiu slowly walked in front of her and lowered her head to look at her kneeling.

Looking at this mother, who has abused herself since she was a child for nearly two thousand years, the death scenes of countless reincarnations and the face you saw at birth echoed in your mind.

Thinking about the words of the sister in the consciousness space, Ah Jiu tilted his head slightly, followed her example, and said expressionlessly:

"Why~~I want to know too~~~"

The left paw grabbed the high priest's throat and lifted her up, and Ah Jiu's eyes were filled with gold, "Are you ready for liberation, Queen Mother?" ”

"Wait!"

The High Priest grabbed her paws and struggled frantically, "Wait, Ah Jiu! I am your mother! I really don't want to die! I'm sorry! It's the queen mother who is sorry for you! But without me, there would be no you! You can't kill me! Please! I haven't lived like a normal person yet! Don't kill me! ”

Looking at the woman who was desperately begging for mercy like a lost dog, Ah Jiu looked back at Wang Quan.

Wang Quan gave her a thumbs up and gave her a sunny smile, "Ah Jiu, come on, it's time to break fate." ”

Ah Jiu nodded, looking at the poor woman in her hand who was desperately begging for mercy.

She raised her right paw, and her golden vertical pupils were as calm as water:

"Brother said, you can go on."

In the horrified gaze of the High Priest staring at her right paw, a whirlwind suddenly blew from Ah Jiu's left hand that was holding her throat.

The whirlwind blew the High Priest's flesh and bones into ashes.

"Farewell, Queen Mother. And also...... My past. ”