This time, although the silk thread was pulled out, the Huangfu ball and the old monster also coughed violently at the same time, obviously also affected a lot.

And Jing Yulong reacted very quickly, shook his hand and threw those long sky-swallowing insects over, and slashed at me!

My anger has gone wrong many times, and I tried my best just now, where can I still stand it, and I rushed up with a mouthful of fishy sweetness in my throat, and I was not polite, I pounced, and I sprayed it in front of Jing Yulong.

Jing Yulong is murderous, I didn't expect to be hit by a mouthful of blood in front of me, and I was stunned in an instant, this time, there was no head in my hand, I felt that those Sky Devouring Worms were slower and more biased than before, and they didn't pierce me, but they brushed me from the right side.

The old monster is not wrong at all - the Sky Swallowing Worm has no weaknesses, but the person who uses the Sky Swallowing Worm has a weakness!

I seized the opportunity, stepped on a table of eight immortals, and turned over to dodge.

As a result, as soon as my feet hit the ground, the sharp pain of the qi divergence hit me again, as if a thunder had hit my body, and I clenched my back molars at once, desperately calming down my breathing, trying to breathe again.

But this time, the strength was too great, even worse than before being kicked by the old monster just now, and with a little luck, the internal organs were like being pricked by steel needles, and the pain was incomparable, and the qi involuntarily dispersed - as if the wound was too big, and if it was sprinkled with medicine, it would also be washed away by blood, and it could not be gathered at all.

It's dead......

Jing Yulong raised his hand and wiped his face, even more annoyed and angry, under the blood stain on his face, a pair of eyes were even more fierce, and he wanted to kill me now.

And he had scruples in his heart, and when he looked at it again, Huangfu Qiu and the old monster were also too busy to take care of themselves, and the two of them were still pulling the river!

Huangfuqiu glanced at me and Jing Yulong, smiled, and gritted his teeth: "Wow, the people under the mountain are out of breath, and they are so bold?" Old monster, let go, I'll give him a ride! ”

Jing Yulong frowned slightly.

But the old monster spat out a mouthful of old phlegm, and said hoarsely: "Old man, I have always paid attention to respecting the old and loving the young, don't bother you to make a move, you spread your hand, I kicked it over, everyone saves trouble!" ”

Huangfu Qiu was anxious: "You sprinkle first!" ”

The old monster was also anxious: "You sprinkle first!" ”

The thin corners of Jing Yulong's mouth were hooked.

Having said that, none of these two old living treasures are willing to let go first, let go first, isn't that equivalent to admitting defeat first?

When is it time, are you two finished?

I wanted to speak, but when I opened my mouth, it still hurt sharply.

Come on, no one can give me another kick in the door.

And Jing Yulong's heart was also steady, knowing that these two old treasures couldn't do anything, he shook his hand slowly and walked over to me.

Take a leisurely stroll in the courtyard as if your son was attending a tea party.

When he came to me, I wanted to hide, but as soon as I let out that breath just now, it was impossible to hold it up again, and my qi deviated even more, much more powerful than just now, and I couldn't move.

Jing Yulong suddenly raised his feet, and with a "bang", I was empty, first smelling the smell of wood and exploding, and then, the golden sandalwood table of the Eight Immortals suddenly fell apart, all shattered under me.

I was in turmoil, and it hurt inside, but now it's good, my body was hit hard, and the hard sawdust pierced my back, and the internal and external troubles were unstoppable!

Before I could struggle—and I couldn't—I stepped on the right side of my face and ear, and stomped on it hard!

There was a crazy sharp pain in his ears, and his eyes were full of color, as if he was looking at a kaleidoscope of two pieces of five and one that he used to play with when he was a child.

It was a pair of foreign handmade leather shoes, with a faint, but extremely elegant leather atmosphere.

The extremely delicate patterns are intertwined with the colors in front of me.

"Afterlife!" The old monster's voice was the same as coming from the old TV with a weak signal: "You hold me up!" ”

Huangfu Qiu's is also intermittent: "I don't want your offspring to die, let go!" ”

"You sprinkle first!"

The second girl's voice also sounded very anxiously: "Old monster, what's wrong with him?" What happened to him? ”

But the old monster coughed again, obviously he was angry just now, and his words were enough to be able to speak clearly.

The sin of either of them will not be less than mine.

Another low and elegant voice suddenly sounded far and near, with some condescending pity: "You didn't have to die so hard, but who made you so dishonest?" ”

Old fucking real!

This voice was heard by the gentlemen present, and Di Hongyan's voice sounded in surprise for the first time: "Woo woo ......" ("Mr. Jing?"). Do you hear that? It's Mr. Well's voice! At this critical moment, Mr. Jing is still reliable! ”）

Your tongue is not yet good, but you are in a hurry to speak.

"That's right......" The rest of Han Dongliang and the others also had hope in their voices: "Mr. Jing, quickly solve these troublemakers!" We're counting on you! ”

Jing Yulong smiled slightly and raised his voice: "If you say, Mr. Jing, if I admit defeat, I will let you die neatly." ”

He deliberately said it to those gentlemen, to get back the face that I had just overturned and lost.

I grinned.

Fuck your uncle, let me admit defeat?

Jing Yulong couldn't wait for a response, the soles of his feet suddenly became heavier, and his voice became louder: "Say!" ”

I could almost hear the skull crush overwhelmed.

It hurts - inside and outside, it hurts so much that people want to bite their tongues and kill themselves.

But I just wouldn't speak.

From the soles of Jing Yulong's shoes, he also felt that he was breathing rapidly, obviously really angry: "Say! ”

Is it important to admit defeat? Ah, by the way, he came from a small place, and he has never met an opponent in the place where he lives.

I can't hold it anymore.

I took a breath and slowly opened my mouth: "That's it, it's also worthy of winning?" ”

I started to look white and the pain gradually became less severe - of course, this was not a good sign.

It's not that I'm healing, it's that the pain is so bad that my body can't bear it.

The next step is to faint.

Once you faint, whoever says that you will come, it is a ram tied to the bench, shaved and cut the eggs, and it is all up to others.

That didn't work, I tried my best to be sober, but my spirit seemed to be pulled into a swamp, and I couldn't get out.

Jing Yulong's feet stiffened, and it was another kick.

This kick came well, and the nerves that were about to lose control suddenly sounded like a wound sprinkled with salt, and instantly awakened me again.

The whole person is like a bucket full of holes, and the qi is the same as the water inside, and it will never look back.

Di Hongyan listened to the movement, and was a little anxious: "Woo woo......"

("Mr. Jing, let's do it first, lest you have a long night and a lot of ......")

But Jing Yulong can't listen to it at all now, and just wants to completely win back that game.

"It's okay not to admit defeat." He seemed to think that I couldn't live, and his voice was completely annoyed: "It's just a little more sinful, I'll accompany you." ”

He saw through it, Huangfu Qiu and the old monster couldn't get out to deal with him for a while, and he sincerely wanted to torture me and force me to admit defeat.

The body was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the board, and it was suddenly turned over, and its limbs were full of bones, and at the same time it was in severe pain.

It seems that the palms of the hands and feet are all pierced by sharp objects.

The old monster couldn't help it: "Little monster, he suffered to save us, do you have a heart, let go, if you don't save the white-eyed wolf when you die, the old man still wants to save him!" ”

Huangfu Qiu's voice was also anxious: "We ferry the door, we never owe favors, I'm more anxious than you, you don't hurry up!" ”

"Admit defeat or admit it!"

The voice began to ethereal.

I was just about to open my mouth when I suddenly felt a slimy thing on the side of my mouth.

This is the heart of the nine-headed Jiao?

By the way, when the old monster was thrown to me just now, I didn't have time to eat it, and it was put in my trouser pocket, and I was turned over by Jing Yulong just now, and that thing flew out of my trouser pocket by chance and fell to my mouth.

If you eat this thing, what will it be?

When it comes to the meat in your mouth, if you don't eat it, it will thunder and thunder.

I opened my mouth and ate the piece of meat.

Fat but not greasy, sweet and delicious - I have never eaten sashimi because the old man said that raw fish has parasites, so it is better to eat it in a boil.

It tastes so good?

And the moment that thing went down, I suddenly felt that the position of the dantian was like a fire, and it suddenly became hot.