Chapter 61: The Contrast of the White Deacon
"Nail rake whirlwind!"
However, before the Burial River finished speaking, Split Tooth casually picked up an iron nail rake on the side of the table, and then slammed into the face of the Burial River.
Clang!
The sound of gold and iron intertwined sounded abruptly, and the black-scaled wings that stretched out from behind the burial river directly and easily supported the nail rake made of ordinary pig iron of the cracked tooth.
"What?" The crack was useless, and immediately retreated a long distance, and looked at the burial river with fearful eyes.
"The law of the jungle, you like to eat human children, and I am now standing on the position of human beings, and I will definitely not leave you today." Fu He immediately said in a cold and hard tone.
At this time, he only accepted Chiyou's black wings, and this was the result of his long-term experimental proficiency.
"What the hell are these wings? You're just a human being, and you're going to use this kind of monster-like power. Although Cracktooth was panicked in his heart, he believed that he must not lose in momentum.
"No matter how much you struggle, it won't change the outcome of your death." After Fu He finished speaking, he slowly pulled out the Huangquan knife from his chest, and his expression was even more serious.
"Let's not talk about whether you have this ability or not, the store manager will not let you go later." Cracktooth was really scared, and the human in front of him was like a mountain weighing heavily above his head.
"Store manager?" Fu He couldn't help but turn around and glance back, and only after getting the answer he wanted most in his heart did he then look at Cracked Tooth with a playful expression, and said in a teasing tone: "I remember I said that all this may have been done with the acquiescence of the store manager. ”
"Impossible!" Split Tooth instantly shook his head and vetoed, "Since he wants me to die, then why did he agree to let me hide in the Metasequoia area?" Deacon White, can you please give me an answer here?"
Cracktooth couldn't help but cast his hopeful eyes at the bar, but there was only the bartender who had noticed the bartender before.
"White Butler? In that case, aren't you the store manager? Fuhe's expression looked particularly surprised, he had always thought that the most powerful guy here would be the manager of the Metasequoia District that Fox Lian said.
"Haha! You kid doesn't even know the store manager, how dare you say you want me to die? Cracktooth couldn't hold back his rampant laughter anymore.
"I really don't want to see him, but recently divination said that I can't see blood, so I'll trouble you." Deacon Bai slowly put down the goblet in his hand, and his tone sounded very neutral and feminine.
"Don't worry! Deacon White, I'll do it for you. After Split Tooth replied to the white butler, he turned around and looked at the burial river with a hideous face, "Boy, do you hear that?" Now it's time for you to die. ”
"Oh! Is it? Funeral River looked at the white deacon who shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and really felt that the cracked teeth were like a tragic character in the novel, although this was the case.
Cracktooth was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the monsters in the Metasequoia District who were still talking and laughing with him before, and bragging about drinking. The various eyes that suddenly became gloating at this moment are really full of irony.
"I don't believe it, he is not the store manager, how can he represent the store manager's thoughts? And now that there are humans who want to kill me, shouldn't you side with me? In order to survive, Cracktooth began to question the White Deacon, and called on his fellow monsters to fan the flames.
"You're a newcomer, and you probably don't know too much about it, but since a long time ago, when the store manager was out of the house, my ideas were able to represent the store manager with full authority." Deacon White even leaned on the bar when he spoke, with his chin crossed and a charming and provocative expression.
The burial river did not squint directly, completely ignoring the movements of Deacon Bai, but kept watching the cracked teeth struggle to survive as hard as he could.
"I'm a monster who has been cultivating for about three hundred years, do you think I won't be able to beat this little guy in front of me who is at most sixteen or seventeen years old?" Cracktooth wielded the nail rake in his hand, but always intentionally or unintentionally avoided the surrounding tables, chairs, flower pots, etc.
Of course, the burial river noticed this, but he remained silent, and the cracked teeth retreated, and he followed.
"Eat me a rake!" When there was no way to retreat, the cracked teeth instantly struck out with a rake, and Fuhe hurriedly raised the Huangquan knife and blocked it vertically.
"Hit the mark!" Cracktooth felt a smug feeling in his heart, and immediately flashed to the side, if nothing else, if this knife went down, the table would definitely be cut apart.
"Don't ......" Fox Pian was so shocked that he stood up directly, and the pupils of the white deacon's eyes quickly became erect, looking full of aggression.
There was silence all around.
Clang!
The rake, broken in two, fell to the ground with a crisp metal crash.
Cracktooth lowered his head in astonishment, looking at his bloated waist, where he had been cut in half with a yellow spring knife, and there was a cold, corrosive force preventing him from healing his wounds.
"How could it be ......" Split Tooth calculated that the burial river might be lucky to react, and he also blocked the side with a nail rake, but he misestimated the sharpness of the Huangquan knife and the unknown corrosive power.
"I wish you not to be alone on the road to Huangquan, ah! I'm sorry I forgot that you won't have a soul left! Burial River frowned and meditated, not knowing how to wave his cracked teeth.
"Damn!" After saying these two words, the upper body and the lower body finally began to gradually separate because of the special excitement.
Call~
A wisp of orange-yellow blazing flame suddenly shot out from the tip of the Yellow Spring knife, sprinkled on the corpse of the cracked tooth, and then instantly turned into flying ash under the operation of the burial river, and did not hurt anything around it.
Bang Bang Bang!
Deacon Bai clapped his hands, walked briskly to the funeral river, and then looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, and motioned to the surrounding monsters to clean it up.
"I suck ......"
Immediately, a guy with a long elephant's trunk stepped forward, and then with a sharp force on his abdomen, he sucked all the cracked ashes on the ground into his stomach.
"That's not good!" Burial River has a feeling of tingling on the scalp, isn't this kind of thing really going to eat bad stomach?
"Don't worry about that, Xiangli will spit out the ashes by himself in a while, and he won't eat such unclean things." Deacon White covered his mouth and explained with a smile, while secretly trying to wink at the funeral river.
"The contrast between you now and the beginning is so great that it almost made me mistake it for two people." Fuhe still pretended to turn a blind eye, and even had the heart to joke.
"You too! I was so chic before, but after contact, the performance was surprisingly humorous. The white deacon gently tapped his shoulder, and his eyes seemed to be a little shy.
"......" Burial River doesn't know how to answer Deacon Bai's words at this time.