As soon as the words fell, Zhao Fengdemon's whole body was shocked, and the hands that grabbed the corpses of those people who grabbed his bare feet were scattered, and his hands were carried into a Dingyin to shake back the pig-headed man, Zhao Fengdemon took advantage of the victory to pursue, and when he was young, Zhao Ziyu taught him that the crops were all used by him against the pig-headed man, and the pig-headed man who hit him screamed directly.

"You nasty ingredient." The pig-headed man roared, his arms suddenly became thick, his hands were lined up, and the aftermath of the shock directly blew Zhao Fengdemon out and fell heavily on the iron table.

The pig-headed strong man grabbed the frying spoon next to the iron pot, as if holding a divine weapon, and looked down at Zhao Fengdemon lying on the desk, "The ingredients should be prepared as ingredients." As he spoke, he slammed the spoon down.

Zhao Fengdemon's body turned around and dodged the iron spoon of the pig-headed strong man, looked at the pig-headed strong man and asked, "I'm curious, were you a waste or a pig when you were alive?" ”

This sentence completely angered the pig-headed strong man, only to see that his whole body suddenly swelled, and his huge body even occupied a quarter of the back kitchen before stopping, at this time Zhao Fengdemon stood in front of the pig-headed strong man, but he really looked like a villain.

The pig-headed strong man who has become like this has become slower in his attack methods, but the power he brings is not something that Zhao Fengyou can resist.

His thick arms, every time they turned up, they could bring a strong wind, blowing on Zhao Fengyou's body, bringing a trace of pinprick-like stinging.

"Trouble." Zhao Fengdemon said, quickly bit off the two fingers of his right hand, smeared it on his left hand, picked up the fried spoon that the pig-headed strong man used to attack him just now, and swung it heavily on the arm that the pig-headed strong man attacked.

It seemed that nothing had happened, and the pig-headed man felt so, but when he tried to raise his right arm again, he found that the arm had been entangled in a red rope-like pattern.

"Locks." Zhao Fengyou spit out the word, the iron spoon in his left hand had turned into a whip, and as he gently pulled back, the pig-headed strong man was actually moved by him.

"Around." Zhao Fengyou threw the whip on the pig-headed strong man, and then said, "Wrap." ”

As if it had its own spirituality, the whip actually separated countless filaments and tightly wound the pig-headed strong man.

"Tight." With the last word that Zhao Fengyou spit out, the pig-headed strong man was strangled into a ball by Zhao Fengdemon's lock spell, leaving only a huge pig's head exposed.

Zhao Fengxian stepped forward and asked, "You don't seem to be the leader of this restaurant mirage, tell me why you became like this." ”

"Why?" The pig-headed man roared, "It's not because of you stupid humans. ”

Zhao Fengdemon stretched out his left hand, and his fingers gently hooked down, and the pig-headed strong man shouted at the rope.

"I'll ask you to answer, and I'll talk to people." Zhao Fengyou said.

"You say." The pig-headed strong man glared at Zhao Fengdemon resentfully and said.

"Why did you become like this?" Zhao Fengyou said.

"I was originally an elf who had already opened my mind, but I was caught here by you humans, and it happened that the aura leaked out, and the resentment of this restaurant turned into this mirage in an instant, and I also gained strength because of it, it's as simple as that." The pig-headed man said.

"Do you really think I'm a fool?" Zhao Fengyou said, "How can a small restaurant absorb so much resentment, and it can turn into a mirage as soon as the aura tide leaks, unless. ”

"Didn't you think of it?" The pig-headed man suddenly burst into laughter.

Unless someone has already planned all this, this is what Zhao Fengyou did not say, but it is also a fact.

The pig-headed strong man bit off his tongue with a smile in front of Zhao Fengdemon's eyes, originally as the strongest elf in this mirage, with the pig-headed strong man, he could suppress the resentful spirit that was deliberately placed here, but he didn't expect that the pig-headed strong man's hatred for human beings had reached a hysterical state, and he did not hesitate to let himself lose the opportunity to die in order to kill Zhao Fengdemon, so as to awaken the resentful spirit that had been designed for this restaurant long ago.

This resentful spirit is undoubtedly stronger than the pig-headed strong man, otherwise it would not be possible to complete the mirage transformation at the moment when the aura tide leaks, but it is precisely because of this that the pig-headed strong man will occupy the pig's nest.

At this time, the pig-headed strong man died, and the resentful spirit regained control of this mirage that enveloped the entire restaurant, and you can imagine how terrifying it will be.

Zhao Fengyou had already retreated, because he knew that if he didn't leave at this time, when the resentful spirit completely woke up, if Qin Zheng didn't arrive at that time, he was afraid that he would never be able to leave.

Zhao Fengdemon ran to the door of the restaurant, chanted a spell, and put his hand on the ghost drawing talisman he had drawn in advance, this spell was taught to him by Yu Dahai, and he didn't know what the specific name was, anyway, he could open a door on the mirage, so Zhao Fengdemon named it himself, Open Mirage.

However, the mirage of the hundred trials in the mouth of the sea did not work at all at this time, and not even an opening the size of a needle's eye was opened, and the whole dining room seemed to have become a solid cell with the death of the pig-headed strong man.

"It's useless." An old voice sounded in all directions of Zhao Fengyou, "You can't escape." ”

"You're still awake." Zhao Fengyou said calmly.

"Thank you for that, if it weren't for you, maybe this place would have been occupied by that damn pig for a long time." The old voice said.

"Can you come out and see you? Anyway, I let you out. Zhao Fengyou said.

"Why meet?" The old voice let out a mocking version of the laughter, "Is it so that you can kill me in front of you?" ”

"Don't you really see each other?" Zhao Fengyou said.

"We can meet as well, but only when I drain your blood." The old voice said.

The handle on the door next to Zhao Fengdemon suddenly seemed to have life, and he firmly grabbed Zhao Fengdemon's hands and fixed him on the door, and the wall also extended to this side, as if it was buckled on Zhao Fengdemon's body.

Zhao Fengdemon struggled hard, but it didn't have the slightest effect, just a time to talk, Zhao Fengdemon lost the first move and was firmly caught.

The change in the restaurant did not stop after Zhao Fengdemon was controlled, and the decoration on the opposite entrance became a life-urging charm at this time, and the sharp weapon that evolved into was gradually approaching Zhao Fengdemon.

The real owner of this restaurant, the old voice, seemed to want to torture Zhao Fengdemon slowly, and those sharp objects stuck to the tip of Zhao Fengdemon's nose and stopped.

"If I don't do anything else, I'm going to drain your blood, rest assured, I won't show up until your blood is drained." The old voice said.