The greasy cover covered her face, and the saint felt that it was extremely unbearable, and turned her head away.

Fuxing's oily big hand pulled back the face of the saint who had avoided it, "Niu'er, where to hide, isn't I handsome and chic enough to be unparalleled in the world?" ”

Saint......

What a neuropathy this is!

"You let me go! I'll give you as much money as you want! The saint strained her face and said angrily.

Fuxing sighed a few times and shook his head, "The master is not rare in silver, and the master is rare in you." ”

The saint snorted, "Let me go!" ”

Fuxing smiled sheepishly, laughing while patting the saint's face with her oily hand.

"Let you go? Okay, then you can answer me a few questions. ”

The saint stared at Fuxing with a pair of wonderful eyes.

Fu Xing didn't care, took a bite of the chicken leg, and said, "What do you want to pretend to be a monk and get mixed up in front of Su Qing's spirit?" ”

The saint said: "I have admired General Bauhinia for a long time, and I heard that she has passed away, so I specially came to ......."

Before she could finish speaking, Fuxing slapped the saint in the face with the chicken leg in his hand.

"Nonsense, you'd better tell me honestly, Lao Tzu's patience is not as much as chicken legs!"

The saint's face hurt from being pumped by the chicken legs, and she felt ashamed and unbearable, and glared at Fuxing with hatred, and recited a spell in her heart.

Her anger, if she had been in the past, would have poured out countless dead worms for her to summon as long as she recited the incantation.

But now, she recited the incantation over and over again, but not a single insect appeared.

Her spell doesn't work on the person in front of her, who is neither male nor female!

How could it not work!

In this world, the only thing that her spell doesn't work is that it can only be Su Qing.

And, it's just a possibility.

What the hell is this?

The spell failed, and the holy woman glared at the lucky star with hatred.

Fuxing pinched her jaw, "Honestly, what are you going to do?" ”

"It's really a worship!"

The corners of Fuxing's mouth twitched, revealing a cruel smile.

"Don't you say yes? Then Lao Tzu will give you some high-end play! ”

As he spoke, Fuxing bit the chicken leg in his mouth and took out a stack of oily wax paper from his arms.

"Duck duck, water!"

As Fu Xing spoke, the saint watched as the stupid chicken carried a small bucket around his neck and twisted towards her.

Saint......

Over the years, she has traveled south and north, and she can be regarded as well-informed.

This chicken ......

Is this really a chicken?

Duck Duck dragged the bucket by his neck, placed it at Fuxing's feet, squatted towards the bucket with a gloating face, and then looked up at the saint.

Wait.

Saint......

This chicken, and the expression?!

She's crazy!

When the saint was terrified, Fuxing bent down and put a stack of wax paper into the bucket.

The water soaked the wax paper, and Fuxing fished out one and pasted it on the holy woman's mouth.

The wax paper was stained with water and stuck tightly.

After a piece of paper was glued, Fuxing punched the saint in the stomach.

The saint was in pain, and immediately let out a muffled scream.

However, her mouth was covered with wax paper, and her voice could only come out muffled, which made her even more uncomfortable.

With a punch falling, Fuxing bent down and picked up another piece of oil wax paper, and pasted another layer on the holy woman's mouth.

After the paste, another punch smashed into her stomach.

Saint......

When this punch fell, the saint's throat and eyes were fishy, and she wanted to vomit blood. 、

However, his mouth was blocked, and he couldn't spit it out, so he swallowed it back.

With this swallow, the saint vaguely guessed what was going to happen, her eyes widened, she looked at Fuxing in horror, shook her head desperately, and whined in her mouth.

Fuxing smiled and pasted her again.

"Guessed? You're smart, but it's too late, I just gave you a chance! ”

The words fell, and a punch smashed into the saint's stomach again.

Under the heavy blow of the fist, the saint's stomach turned upside down, and Fu Xing just touched her face with his oily hands, and the smell in her nose was all greasy and disgusting.

The saint wanted to throw up.

But she didn't dare to vomit.

She had just vomited blood, her mouth was mushy, and she had to swallow the blood back.

If you spit on filth now......

The saint was frightened by her own thoughts, shook her head desperately, her eyes widened, and looked at Fuxing angrily.

Fuxing was indifferent, humming a small tune, giving her paste one by one, and smashing her stomach with punches.

Finally, after twenty sheets of wax paper, Fuxing clapped his hands and took out a small medicine bottle from his arms.

Dangling in front of the saint, "Do you know what this is?" ”

The saint gasped in horror.

"Emetics. It's a good thing, isn't it? ”

As he spoke, Fuxing uncorked the bottle, and the medicine bottle was sent under the nose of the saint.

The saint desperately tried to get out of the way.

However, she was tied to a tree all over, where to hide?

The smell of emetics penetrates into the nose.

The saint's stomach turned over, and she couldn't help it, and she vomited it out.

However, the contents of her stomach reached her mouth, but she could not come out of her mouth, and the accumulation in her mouth increased, and she was forced to swallow it again.

But the stomach is still churning over the nausea.

I kept spitting and swallowing, and in the end, my nose and ears were all spewing filth.

That feeling......

The nightmare of a lifetime,

Seeing that she was almost throwing up, Fuxing smiled and lifted the wax paper from her mouth with a stick.

The moment the wax paper was removed, the saint opened her mouth, and a wow.

Vomited unhumanly.

Some of the filth was inhaled into the trachea, causing a cough, tears, and snot.

"Ecstasy?" Fuxing asked with a smile on his cheeks.

The saint even has the heart to die.

It was the first time she had lived to be insulted like this in her fifties.

was tainted by King Yun in her early years, and she didn't feel as unbearable as she did at this moment.

Fuxing smiled lightly: "Do you choose to tell the truth, or choose to do it again, I have more fun in my hands!" Do you want to try them all, you are satisfied. ”

The holy woman shuddered.

"What do you want to ask?"

"What is the purpose of you coming to the Big Buddha Temple to approach Su Qing's corpse?"

"Su Qing has the Miaojiang Holy Body in his body, I'll take it back." In the mouth of the saint, there is filth spitting out, weak words.

"Holy Communion?" Fuxing Fox glanced at the saint suspiciously, "So, you are from Hei Miao?" ”

The saint nodded.

"What is the relationship between you and Mama Rong?"

"Mama Rong, it's my subordinate."

Fuxing's eyes were full of surprise, "Subordinate? Mama Rong's Gu magic is so good, she can summon a lot of insects with a single spell, since she is your subordinate, you should be more powerful than her! Why were you indifferent when I killed your companion just now? ”

Saint......

Which eye of yours saw that I was indifferent?

Don't you see that I've been chanting the mantra?

The spell doesn't work, what can I do!

Can I scold my mother!

"Also, since you are Mama Rong's master, then why don't you use a spell on me!"

Saint......

A crazy roar welled up in my heart, do you think I don't want to?

God knows why my spell doesn't work!

Except for spells, I don't know martial arts, what can I do!