I did my best to suppress Old Lady Ren.

The Dao Xing cultivation, which belongs to the Yin Bad Atmosphere, is running at an extremely fast speed, but it seems to be a drop in the bucket, far less powerful than the benefits given by the system mother in the old drama theater that day, and it is too stretched.

Body reinforcement to 200% is more of a joke.

I disappeared immediately after I was removed from the ghost, and my ontological strength could only barely compete with Old Lady Ren. If I hadn't made a handprint on him earlier, I would have been able to pack up and find a grave bag to play a trick on my own life.

It's too hard......

I'm no different from a trampoline now, one up and one down, like a car with the same shock absorption ability as no one running forward on a highway full of speed bumps, it's not a simple numbness in the butt.

It's like a bump and a bump splitting the ass into eight halves.

Old lady Ren seems to have an engine with infinite power, and the speed is getting faster and faster, as if he will not send me to heaven, and he will not give up.

"Hallelujah!"

I had no choice but to find that I didn't have many means to deal with zombies, so I could only give up throwing myself into the arms of the Sanqing Patriarch, and turned my head to think of the power of the Holy Light, trying to make the Holy Light evolve into zombies.

"Bang dang! Bang Dang! Bang Dang! ”

After all, the corpse demons in the east are not afraid of the monks in the west, so Master Ren is even more energetic than just now, and his strength is so strong that I can stay in the air for a second.

Wait a minute......

What's wrong with him? Wouldn't it be nice to have this time to run away from under my ass?

Don't......

Is it my title attribute that makes Master Ren fall in love with me too?!

Oh my! Longevity!

Zombies are going to snap with me!

I want to cry without tears, and I dare not act rashly.

At this time, Uncle Ying found the magic weapon and walked out of the house.

And the quirky comes with a high-spirited and righteous background music!

"When the long ...... When the long ...... When the long is the ......"

I listened carefully and pondered, how could it sound so much like a wedding march?! Really let me marry a corpse?!

Is this Nima a horror movie!

It's not a romance drama, there's wood!?

I saw Uncle Ying fighting fiercely, holding a seven-foot-long brass-colored sword!

That's right! One foot is equal to thirty-three centimeters, and he holds a large sword more than two meters long in his hand, which cannot be lifted with one hand, and is held with both hands!

The wedding march is still playing.

Uncle Ying not only held a big sword, but also changed into a new set of Taoist robes, and hung a small wine gourd around his waist.

"Waters!?"

I watched Uncle Ying walk towards me with great effort and a big sword, and waited until the distance between the two was less than a meter. Uncle Ying desperately raised a big sword weighing at least sixty kilograms, and slashed at me and the corpse demon with a sword.

If this sword hits me, it will kill me alive!

Don't run at this time! When?

I took advantage of the fact that the blade did not fall, and I rolled over and fell to the ground, looking like a crazy wheel, and in the blink of an eye, it was three meters away.

"Sonorous ......"

The big sword slashed accurately on the head raised by Master Ren.

Old lady Ren's head was smashed into the ground, and after the big sword smashed Old Lady Ren, he trembled twice, and he was unexpectedly useless!

That's right, it's folded!

However, the old lady Ren was intact except for her head being smashed into the ground.

When did Uncle Ying become so funny?

Is this Nima not coping with the plot of your junior brother, the four-eyed Taoist?!

Uncle Ying threw away the hilt of his sword, pouted and glared at him like an old naughty boy who refused to admit defeat, turned around and ran into the house for the second time.

The wine gourd around his waist kept shaking.

I knelt on one knee in a cold sweat, looking at the silent and embarrassing scene, and watching the old lady Ren get up successfully with a carp.

Obviously, I've been killed by the plot again.

I forcibly wiped a cold sweat calmly, looked at the old lady Ren, and couldn't help but say, "Big brother! It's all a misunderstanding! The one who slashed you with a sword! It has nothing to do with me! Go bite him! What are you chasing me for JB?! ”

Old lady Ren doesn't remember being cut by a sword just now, but I only remember that I pressed him with my buttocks, and slapped him with a woman's image at the beginning.

So I opened my legs, as if I had seen the enemy who killed my father, and wanted to catch me, and gave me a whole bone ache with a fang.

"Help! Zombies have killed! ”

I howled and yelled, went up to the house to uncover the tiles, and ran fast.

No way, from the beginning of this business, buddy, I have practiced the speed of being able to grab a bus seat with my aunt, and the endurance to play chess with my uncle in the park.

For a while, Old Lady Ren didn't catch up with me!

When I was about to jump from the left wall to the right wall, Uncle Ying came out of the house. This time it was even more exaggerated, holding a Guan Gong knife more than two meters long, and the blade fell to the ground, cutting the ground to produce dazzling sparks.

I saw Uncle Ying holding a Guan Gong knife, and first stole it with a monkey...... Wrong wrong...... Start by bending the tough mahogany with the handle at an incredible angle. Then he grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, stepped firmly, stomped on the ground with his legs and jumped up, and the blade slashed at the old lady Ren's skull.

"Bang dang!"

The reflection of the moonlight leads to a radiant blade, slashing a real.

I clearly saw that as soon as the old lady Ren closed her eyes, she directly convulsed in pain, and she didn't chase me anymore, and the pestle was in place as if she was chewing slowly, reminiscing about the feeling of a moment.

This time, Guan Gong's knife was not broken.

Uncle Ying took advantage of the victory to pursue, pulled the handle of the knife sideways and cut the position of the old lady's ribs, and the already heavy blade coupled with the force of the pouring force slapped the old lady Ren away on the spot.

"Uh......"

The old lady trampled on an earthen wall, and the bricks and loess buried him.

"Demons! Suffer death! ”

Uncle Ying couldn't give Old Lady Ren more chances, he stepped forward with a knife and slashed at the pile of bricks, countless bricks were chopped, and Old Lady Ren didn't even have a chance to get up, which was even more pitiful and hateful.

But......

I looked at Uncle Ying's Guan Gong knife, and my eyes lit up.

Guan Gongdao's knife was definitely consecrated by Uncle Ying himself, so he would cut Old Lady Ren so badly that he was almost broken.

If I can get Guan Gongdao in my pocket, I will never worry about going out to do things in the future because I don't have a magic weapon. When you touch dirty things, you can light up Guan Gong's knife, I look at that greasy little ghost, dare to pretend to be with me?!

I jumped off the wall, walked up to Uncle Ying and said, "Uncle Nine...... You take a break, let me cut him for a while! Just a moment! ”

"You'll wait!"

Uncle Ying obviously didn't vent the evil anger in his heart, and the knife was more ruthless than the other, and the knife was harder than the other: "I want to break his body into ten thousand pieces and avenge my hard-working apprentice!" Avenge the dead people of Renjia Town! ”

"Slow down, slow down...... Don't blink your waist! ”

I saw that Uncle Ying had no intention of stopping, so I had to persuade him to pay attention to the range of movements.

"Humph!"

Uncle Ying slashed thirty-six times in a row, but he really didn't have the strength before he stopped.

The bricks were left with powder, and the old lady's head was completely opened, and the red, yellow, and white liquid flowed all over the ground, and the faint fishy smell and the smell of corpses were mixed together, and the air was inhaled into our stomachs together.

This time it should be dead, and it can't be dead again.

Uncle Ying took two breaths, held the knife in his right hand, unloaded the wine gourd hanging from his waist with his left hand, unscrewed the lid with his teeth, and drank a large sip of home-dried high-grade liquor, and said: "This Guan Gong knife is a magic weapon handed down by my ancestors, and it needs to be used together with this drunken immortal wine, otherwise it will not have any effect."

It's not that I'm greedy, after all, it's in the script now, and everything is created by the system's mother, so I won't feel sorry if I take away the two magic weapons.

simply took the initiative to ask for this drunken immortal wine and Guan Gongdao: "That's it! Then Uncle Nine, how about you give me a taste of wine? I'm down there, but I haven't drunk in a long time! I really want the taste of wine, anyway, this demon is dead, and it doesn't hurt to drink it. ”

"Okay, then give it to Lord Yincha for you to taste."

Uncle Ying boldly handed me the wine gourd.

I took the gourd, put it to my nose and sniffed it twice, and a strong smell of wine instantly came to my head, as if I would be drunk and die after tasting it.

It's much bigger than the water of life.

"Ding!"

The system prompt sounds.

The system's mother appropriately narrated: "In fact, drunken life and dream death are just a joke she made with me, the more you want to know if you have forgotten, the more you remember it clearly." Someone once told me that the only thing you can do when you can't have it is to make yourself not forget! ”

Why is it suddenly philosophical?

I didn't quite understand what the system mother meant when I was holding the wine gourd.

I knew that the source of this line was "East Evil and West Poison" directed by Wang Da.

"Ding!"

The system beep went off again.

The system's mother no longer thinks about the narration she doesn't want to do: "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the prop equipment: drunken dream death wine (this wine gourd is unlimited drinking, but the degree is extremely high, and the amount of alcohol is not good, and one sip is enough to get drunk for hundreds of days.) ）”

"Drunken Dream Death Wine Attributes: You can comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth with a sip!"

With the amount of alcohol I'm going to die for, I can find four big black brothers to carry the coffin for me with a sip, drink a fart, drink!

It's another piece of equipment that is a bit of a chicken rib.