"You're so arrogant, you want to eat me? Do you have what it takes? ”

The Luo Xinghe that Xiahou Sheng saw in his memory was a vase, and he didn't find anything special about him, so he was a little better than ordinary people, and then he changed the master more diligently.

"You and I have only had two faces, where do you get the confidence to really understand me?"

Luo Xinghe had already thrown down the bronze sword, reached out and held the dagger Udon in his pocket, and smiled at Xiahou Sheng very darkly.

The two of them were so tense that they would start fighting at any time, but at this time Zhang Nianmao woke up, rubbed his neck and covered his wound and stood up from the ground, and when he saw Wen Cheng, he retreated vigilantly and hid behind Luo Xinghe to provoke

"Brother, let me tell you, this woman doesn't fight for three days, she goes to the house to uncover the tiles, she wants to strangle me just now, brothers are like siblings and women are like clothes, you can't even cut your hands and feet for a piece of clothing!"

Luo Xinghe pushed away Zhang Nianmao's hand on his shoulder and said half-jokingly

"I don't want to cut off my hands and feet, but she's not my clothes yet, otherwise I'll be beaten by her if I sacrifice you again? When we become you, you are the matchmaker who gives the big red envelope. ”

"No, no, this is really not necessary, I really don't lack this money, leaving here and going out of tens of millions of big deals is waiting for me to do."

Zhang Nianmao rubbed his neck and remembered the horror of being pinched just now, so he hurriedly and cautiously retreated to keep a distance from Luo Xinghe, and as soon as he took two steps out, he tripped over the bricks that flew out when Yu Jian Xin forcibly demolished the tomb wall, and the whole person fell into the illusion that was still spreading.

Luo Xinghe heard Zhang Nianmao's squeaky screams, turned around and grabbed his arm and wanted to pull him, but he didn't want to slip his hand and didn't catch anyone at all.

Zhang Nianmao screamed, and his upper body fell into the phantom realm, just when Luo Xinghe thought that Zhang Nianmao would be brainwashed by the new emperor's morbid obsession as Xiahou Sheng said, Zhang Nianmao didn't sit up from the ground without doing anything, and sat on the edge of fantasy and reality.

"Ahh My head, fall me to death, are you a brother? Are you really going to chop off your hands and feet? ”

Zhang Nianmao's unscathed made Luo Xinghe realize that this illusion was not as exaggerated as Xiahou Sheng described, and did not continue to pay attention to Zhang Nianmao, who was complaining, but turned his head to look at Xiahou Sheng.

"Huh...... He didn't have anything, how are you going to explain that? I almost believed your nonsense, don't you leave something to comfort me who was almost deceived by you? ”

Luo Xinghe said as he walked towards Xiahou Sheng, he had already taken out the udon, and Xiahou Sheng didn't want to run away when he was so close!

Only then did Xiahou Sheng feel that the dagger in Luo Xinghe's hand had a dangerous aura, and slowly retreated and wanted to wait for the plane to go out of the tomb above his head; Luo Xinghe followed step by step, and just forced Xiahou Sheng into a corner, Zhang Nianmao behind him suddenly let out a terrible scream, Luo Xinghe jumped and turned around vigilantly, and immediately looked at where Zhang Nianmao was.

Pieces of black mist surrounded and swallowed Zhang Nianmao, Zhang Nianmao took out the rune paper from his pocket and frantically threw it into the black mist, the black fog only retreated for a short time, and soon surrounded him quickly, dragging him into the fog again, because of the fear of the black fog and nervousness, Zhang Nianmao lost all the rune paper in his pocket in a moment.

Without the blessing of the rune paper, Zhang Nianmao is no different from ordinary people, and the black mist is like having spirituality, finding the right time to drill into his body from the wound where Zhang Nianmao was cut by the bronze sword.

With the success of the invasion of the first wisp of black mist, all the lines mixed in the black mist aimed at Zhang Nianmao's wound and quickly drilled into his wound, and then drilled out with blood from other parts of the body, and hung Zhang Nianmao, who was still struggling, on the tomb wall.

Even if the wound on his buttocks was torn, no blood flowed out, the black fog in the tomb began to fade, and countless bloody lines were exposed.

"Your siblings are going to be broken, if you continue to embarrass me, I'll save him first, and you can do it yourself! When the stinging thread penetrates deeper into the fat visceral bones, the new emperor's violent obsession will treat him as a new body, suck away the only remaining trace of divine power, and manipulate the puppet to step on everything.

I don't know if the kid named Xiahou Sheng of my descendant can withstand the puppet invasion, his grandfather is your savior! ”

Xiahou Sheng frightened Luo Xinghe, and when he was thinking and hesitating, he quickly raised his leg and kicked him to the ground behind Luo Xinghe, grabbed the tomb wall with his bare hands and quickly climbed up, and escaped from the tomb with the strength of the battle, and did not forget to seal the exit with stones, and after completing everything, he reached out and pulled off the line on Wen Cheng's arm that was connected to the battle.

"Battle, you also want me to be happy, and when I take revenge, I will definitely use the identity of Mo Wencheng to live, and I will never make an involuntary decision again."

Xiahou Sheng watched the broken thread retract back into the tomb, looked around, centered on the tomb entrance, and all the people within five meters around had blue lips and 'fell asleep' in various postures.

Xiahou Sheng chose the person closest to him, stretched out his hand to probe the other party's snort, except for the blue lips, there was nothing abnormal, just an ordinary sleep; Xiahou Sheng was afraid that Luo Xinghe would suddenly jump out of the tomb and make up for himself, so he didn't care too much about the people around him who had fallen asleep, and quickly ran in the direction of the ancestral house of Xiahou's family.

She ran across the road unscrupulously, glad that she could leave the tomb and enjoy her freedom, and the Xiahou family owed her, and she wanted to get it back.

Unlike Xiahou Sheng, who enjoyed freedom outside the tomb, the situation inside the tomb was not very optimistic, Luo Xinghe summoned Udon, and wanted to use the speed of Udon to fight with Zhang Nianmao, who was controlled by the line, and open a new hole in his body a little, so that he could release other soldiers and spirits to gradually eat and purify the black mist from the wounds, and turn everything in the tomb into food for the soldiers.

But it backfired, the linemen were like a life playing Luo Xinghe, always when he was about to get close to Zhang Nianmao and almost stab the other party, they rushed over from somewhere else to ravage Luo Xinghe a little bit.

Not even five minutes, as long as Luo Xinghe launched an attack every time, his body would be entangled by the threads that came out of nowhere, and he would tighten it fiercely before retreating.

Luo Xinghe also realized that he had been tricked, and he didn't rush to attack anymore, retreated a little farther away from Zhang Nianmao, put away the udon and took off his shoes, and took out the rough stone hidden in the heel and pierced his palm.

"Penetrating the Heavenly Machine, is there a solution to the line array?"

"Let the soldiers of the Mo family eat the battle, oppose the control of the line, and the price of cannibalism is...... Luo Geng will be pierced by these demonized threads at the end of the month, and you can think about it, once a month, you have to see your eldest brother hanging like a puppet at home. ”

The original stone emitted a faint light, and a voice came from inside the stone, at first, it was like a routine, telling Luo Xinghe the solution at a glance, and then worrying about Luo Xinghe and making him think twice.

"Can you make me suffer for him?"

Luo Xinghe looked at Zhang Nianmao's appearance at this time and knew that it would be extremely painful to be hung up if he wore the thread, and even if he did whatever it took to achieve his goal, he couldn't joke with his eldest brother's life.

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