Where can Fang Zheng understand the words of these people.

These Southeast Asian languages fell into the ears of Fangzheng, and they were all incomprehensible @#*&...?

"You can't kill us, if you kill us, no one will be able to lift the curse for your companions!"

In the face of the death threat, these Southeast Asians tried to be tough again, they mistook Western practitioners for Founder's companions, and tried to threaten Founder's lives with Western practitioners.

But Fang Zheng didn't understand.

Even if you understand it, you won't take it seriously.

How many Western cultivators have died, and does it have anything to do with him?

“#*@... &%?”

“~&*##？”

“*&#@*@......”

After a brief communication with the other party, Fang Zheng finally confirmed the eyes of both parties, and neither of them could understand each other's words.

Negotiation failed!

Fang Zheng no longer had any hope that he could ask for some information, turned around and walked straight to the Western cultivators, and said, "These Southeast Asians, I have packed them up and sent them to you, do any of you have awakened spiritual abilities, maybe I can interrogate a lot of useful information for you." ”

Hearing this, the Western cultivators were a little skeptical, and when they confirmed it again and again, they finally confirmed that Fang was telling the truth, and they had indeed handed over those Southeast Asians to them to deal with, and then one by one, their faces were hideous, and they glared at the group of Southeast Asians who were trembling and huddled together.

Psychic ability!

Fang Zheng is hinting to them, it doesn't matter if the language is not comprehensible, those with mental abilities can directly search for other people's memories.

It's just that this kind of memory search with compulsion usually ends very miserably, and the person who is searched for his memory will become an idiot if he is not crazy.

And those Southeast Asians looked at the tall Westerners who were on the back of the tiger, strong as an ox, and were gearing up towards them, as if they also understood the tragic fate they were about to face, and let out a cry of struggle from their mouths.

But these Southeast Asian monkeys face the able-bodied Westerners, and all struggles are in vain.

I saw that these people were quickly divided up by various organizations and dragged into the dark alleys......

Thirty seconds later, Western practitioners walked out of the alley, some still with undried blood on their hands, wiping their hands with strips of rags torn from nowhere.

None of the Southeast Asians came out, and their fate was already predictable.

It's just that the looks on the faces of these Western cultivators are not good-looking, and their eyes are gloomy and gloomy.

Only then did Fang Zheng realize that before these Southeast Asians did the task, they had already been preset in their brains by the spiritual ability master with a spiritual brand trap.

This spiritual imprint is like a "fuse measure".

If you encounter a person with mental ability who wants to forcibly search for memories, the "fuse" breaks, causing the spiritual brand to explode, directly blowing people into pulp to prevent the leakage of organizational intelligence.

For example, the scene in front of you.

At this moment, these Western cultivators could only focus on Fang Zheng, their companions were still under a curse, and their foreheads were planted with a ghost eye, and their lives were threatened at any time.

In fact, when these Western practitioners interrogated Southeast Asians, Fang Zheng was not idle.

He was checking on a spellcaster.

It's also a strange thing, when Fang Zheng looked at the ghost eye, the miserable white ghost eye was also glaring back at Fang Zheng.

As if to say:

What do you see?

Will you try another one?

The witch before was stared at to death by the ghost eye like this.

In the past, people always said that if the eyes could kill, you would have been killed by me 10,000 times, but now, in the context of the revival of the aura, the killing of the eyes has become true.

Fangzhenghehe, there is no fear of ghost eyes.

I'll just look at you, why don't you accept it, have you ever seen a slap as big as a fan? Stare at me again, believe it or not, I slapped you to death!

At this moment, those Western cultivators walked out of the dark alley and walked towards Fang Zheng's side.

When he learned that the search for memories was fruitless, Fang Zheng asked these people in response to the question: "You say, this ghost eye that looks like someone gouged out before his death, is it like a woman's eyes?"

"The eyelashes are very long......"

"Crow's feet in the corners of ...... eyes"

？？

Western cultivators are confused.

We saw that you had been observing for so long, and we thought that you had finally found a way to solve the spell, and as a result, you analyzed it for us that it came from the eyes of a woman in her thirties and forties?

At this time, after Fang Zheng finished speaking, he actually stretched out an index finger curiously and poked the ghost eye, intending to see if the ghost eye was conscious.

At this time, the ghost's eyes were rapidly congested, and bloodshot streaks appeared in the whites of the eyes, and they began to become resentful and vicious, as if with the most resentful curse.

But......

Burst!!

The ghost eye was poked and exploded by Fangzheng, and a large amount of pus and blood splashed everywhere, and at the same time, a hundred-legged worm with ghost eye markings on its back, that is, a human-eyed centipede, fell out of the poked ghost eye, fell to the ground, dead and stiff.

This ghost eye turned out to be a worm descending from one of the Southeast Asian head lowering techniques.

At the same time, a wisp of ordinary soul energy flew up.

Of course, the Ghost Eye was not poked by Fang Zheng, but tried to curse Fang Zheng and kill Fang Zheng like the witch before the curse... Then he was cursed and devoured, and he was directly killed by the ghost bride.

At this moment, the cultivator's forehead of the ghost eye exploded began to bleed, and a large amount of pus and blood flowed out of the exploded ghost eye, accompanied by the foul smell of rotten flesh.

There was a well-informed practitioner who immediately made a decision and cut off a large piece of rotten flesh with a knife, and the practitioner's physical fitness was revealed at this moment, and there was no need to bandage, and after a few minutes, the bleeding wound had stopped bleeding.

It's just that there is such a large piece of flesh missing from his forehead, and even if the wound heals, it is estimated that it will leave an ugly scar in the future.

The other cultivators who had planted the Devil's Eye Curse saw hope for a cure, and they could no longer remain calm.

"Mud, mud is good... The mud and the bride behind the mud should all be from the ancient... Don't get me wrong, a hundred years ago, my grandmother was also half of the ancient Orient... So I also have one-fifth Oriental ancestry, which is half Oriental. My name is... Li Dagen, if you don't kill your own people, you can't kill your own people, mud... And I... It's all Oriental. "There is a Western cultivator who has been planted with ghost eyes, in order to survive, he began to have a distant relationship with Fang Zheng, because he is not familiar with Mandarin, he speaks stumblingly, and Fang Zheng can hear the black line in his head.

But this does not prevent the envious eyes of other people, why did their ancestors not have Oriental blood!

As for noodles, what is it? Is it a type of pasta? Can it be eaten? Can it fill your stomach and survive?

Nothing is more important than staying alive!

Fang Zheng's face darkened, and when he heard the name Li Dagen, Fang Zheng suddenly thought of a stalk.

Foreigner Chinese names like to take Li Dagen, Wang Jianjian, Zhang Fugui, Chen Shi... Because the penetration rate is high in rural areas. It's like Chinese people taking English names, and they always like to take rural names awkwardly.