"Senior brother, do you mean ......" The consternation on Yushan Daoren's face became more and more intense.

Meng Yunhai nodded heavily: "Master said that the spiritual root is the source of spiritual energy, which is connected to the soul, the dantian can be destroyed, and the spiritual root cannot be destroyed." In this world, only true immortals can uproot the spiritual roots. This woman, she is not a cultivator at all. She's a fairy! ”

All the sparkle on the faces of the Yushan Dao people completely dimmed after Meng Yunhai said such words. yes, how did he forget? Master said this to them when they were very young. But he was obsessed with fighting and hatred, and he didn't think in this direction at all. When the prison painting destroyed Chen Pei Peilinggen, he should have realized this problem, and then fled far away with this ignorant apprentice. But he was actually carried away by what happened to him back then and his resentment, and he was bent on revenge, but he ignored this crucial issue.

The other party is an immortal? Hehe, he was still stupidly thinking about seeking revenge on the other party. He just thought that he had broken through the protective ring of the prison painting with his own strength, but it turned out that it was just a little bit of power that the prison painting deliberately unloaded in order to destroy the formation! It's no wonder that he couldn't see through the prison painting from the beginning, and he couldn't find a trace of true qi from the prison painting. Of course, people are not really angry! People are full of fairy energy!

Yushan Daoren, who was shocked by this news, was stunned for a long time, and suddenly grabbed Meng Yunhai's sleeve and said, "Senior brother, save me!" I can't die! What I did broke the balance of the Heavenly Dao, and I will inevitably be tortured after death! ”

Meng Yunhai shook his head helplessly and shook off the hand of the Yushan Daoist, and sighed: "You have to learn to bear the consequences of your own sins." ”

Seeing Meng Yunhai leave from the Yushan Daoren, the prison painting knew that the two had finished what they had to say. She had just been entangled by the escorts, and she didn't pay attention to what the two were saying, and of course, she didn't bother to listen. At the same time, she sent the crimes of the Yushan Daoist to Xue Yan and asked what to do. Xue Yan replied, don't be sleepy, let her bring people back, and go to her when he is busy with the things in hand.

Originally, she had a headache about walking with such a big living person, but then, she remembered the storage bracelet that Xue Yan gave her. Wu Qi happened to be inside, and I didn't know if I was hungry.

Coming to the side of the Yushan Daoist again, the prison painting asked: "Yushan Daoren, you tried to commit murder to me, I should have taken your life." But you have upset the balance of the Heavenly Dao, which is an even greater sin, and I will now hand you over to another person to deal with. Whether you agree or don't want to, you have to come with me now. ”

The people of Yushan Dao knew that their qi was exhausted, and they could not compete with the prison painting. But the thought of the punishment he would receive after death brought back the despair in his heart again. Before he could speak, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed it at his shoulder, and his whole body was swept into another space. It was very dark, with only a small light illuminating it. A man-tall wolf stood in front of him, drooling at him as he lay dying.

"Master, can you eat this thing?" The voice of the black horse came from the storage bracelet, and at the same time, there were exclamations and gasps of the Yushan Daoist.

"Whatever. Eat clean if you want to eat it, and don't get dirty inside. This guy is a bit of a Taoist, and it's good for you to eat it. "I didn't plan to let him out when I put him in. When the time comes, hand over the ghost to Xue Yan, and she will be considered a bad deal.

At this time, Chen Peipei's whole body fat had been scavenged clean by the spell, and the whole person was thin into skin and bones, which looked very terrifying. But it was precisely because the fat was gone that her pain finally ended. When she came back to her senses, she found her master

I've been defeated, and I don't know where I've been caught in prison. Her body had just experienced a huge torture, and her heart was so stimulated that her whole body collapsed and she fell directly to the ground.

He squatted in front of her, touched his chin, pondered in his heart, and felt that he still needed to be cautious when using this fat scraping charm. If you make people look like this for the sake of liposuction, wouldn't the gains outweigh the losses?

Chen Peipei didn't know the mental activity of prison painting at this time. She is now uncomfortable, and the master is gone, and she just feels that the whole world is watching her jokes.

"Are you here to kill me now?" Chen Peipei was lying on the ground, not bothering to open her eyelids. She didn't even notice the drastic changes that had taken place in her body.

But he chuckled and said, "No, I'll spare your life today." ”

"I don't need your sympathy!" Chen Peipei gritted her teeth and shouted hard. She was left with this last bit of dignity.

"You're mistaken. I don't have sympathy for you. Prison Painting stood up, stared coldly at Chen Peipei on the ground, and said loudly in a voice that everyone could hear: "A guy like you who takes suppressing others as his own responsibility, uses force as a means to bully others, and has a vicious mind and no good heart, I will kill one after I see one after I prison painting!" But you! He grabbed Chen Peipei's hair and forced her to face the mirror on the pillar in the hall and said, "Open your eyes and look at yourself!" This is what happened to you! I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to let you live like this! Let yourself torture yourself! ”

Chen Peipei was pulled by the prison painting, and she had already opened her eyes in pain. The moment she saw her image in the mirror, Chen Peipei screamed violently, poignant and piercing. She used to be a cute girl with a little baby face, but now? Now all the fat on her body is gone, and the skin on the outside is tightly pressed against the bones, not only is she terribly thin, but also has many wrinkles, like a sick old lady in her seventies and eighties.

The scream was like a pair of scissors inserted into Liu Mei's heart, and then wrenched happily and mercilessly. Although she dreams of losing weight, she doesn't want to become what Chen Peipei is now. The original plan to escape by taking advantage of the chaos has not been realized because the Yushan Daoist opened the formation, but the two security guards who grabbed her were forced to let go of their hands due to the explosion. Now that the formation had broken and some people were leaving, she quietly moved out.

"Don't you care about your friends?" The sound of prison painting sounded from behind him.

Liu Mei pretended not to hear, lowered her head and wanted to run out. But before he could start painting, Meng Yunhai had already released his true qi and sucked Liu Mei back.

"Miss Prison, what should I do?" Meng Yunhai didn't continue to do anything else, and asked the prison painting.

He looked at Liu Mei's body shape up and down, and felt that it was quite suitable to be her experimental subject for the fat scraping talisman. But if it fails, it will become like Chen Peipei. This Liu Mei just wanted to insult her, although she was not a good person, but she was not guilty. After thinking about it, he decided to ask for the subject's opinion, and asked, "Do you want to be public or private?" ”

Male? Private? How does this sound like a line to be slandered? However, Liu Mei, who was frightened, would think about that direction, and asked cautiously: "What does this mean by public and private?" ”

Seeing that Liu Mei had taken the bait, he said very kindly: "If you are public, I will hand you over to Boss Jun." You stirred up trouble and instigated your cousin to call someone to smash the field, not only to lose money, but also to offend the King's Landing Hotel. In the future, King's Landing Hotel will be

I don't know what you're going to do. ”

Liu Mei was told that she wanted to cry without tears. Is this called male? She thought she was going to hand her over to the police? If that's the case, then she really doesn't have much responsibility. But handed over to the King's Landing Hotel, even if Boss Jun doesn't care about her behavior today, judging from his maintenance of the prison painting today, as long as the prison painting speaks, her fate will be very miserable.

This is clearly asking her to be private!

"That'...... What about private? She asked.

"It's easy to be private." A smile appeared on the face of the prison painting. "The money still has to be lost. If you offend King's Landing, I'll help you intercede. But you have to come with me today, and you have to listen to me. ”

Liu Mei raised her head and looked at the somewhat dangerous smile of the prison painting, and the alarm bell sounded in her heart.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as if you agreed." He didn't wait for her to answer. directly cut off her back road, and at the same time said to Jun Ankang, who was confused on the side: "Boss Jun, look at today's ......"

Although Jun Ankang didn't know what Liu Mei wanted Liu Mei to do, he still said very cooperatively: "Listen to Miss Prison." ”

"Okay, that's it." Before Liu Mei could react, he directly put Liu Mei into the storage bracelet, and then waved his hand and said, "I went in to eat, and I have been hungry for a long time." ”

The people present looked at the mess in the hall and had black lines on their heads. Are you still thinking about eating? Is this still the goddess-like figure whose face did not change when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him just now?

Seeing that everyone looked at her in amazement, he asked, "What?" Do you think I'm too shabby to come in for dinner? ”

Sister, that's not what we meant! Everyone shook their hands and shook their heads. Joke! Her whole body is cold, then they are even worse.

He nodded solemnly and said, "Well, that's right." You can't be so powerful, just look at your face, look at your clothes, and look at your power, isn't this bullying? You say don't you? ”

The crowd was dumbfounded. A beautiful woman who wears clothes worth tens of thousands of dollars and can still make the owner of the King's Landing Hotel say such things, what else can they say?

When he came to the box, Jun Fengtian was already impatient. When he saw the prison painting walking in with the others, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Miss Prison, you can be regarded as back!" If you don't show up, I'm going to rush out to find you!" ”

Prison Painting smiled: "That's not possible, Mr. Jun, your identity must be kept secret." Besides, if you really rush out, you can't do anything. If you want to do something, you might have to count on this Master Meng, right? ”

When Meng Yunhai saw that the prison painting said this, he hurriedly bowed down and said: "Meng doesn't dare to call himself a master in front of Miss Prison, please call me Xiao Meng." ”

Eh, call him Xiao Meng? Prison Hua looked at the old man in front of her, who was older than her father, and she couldn't scream.

"This ...... I'll call you Uncle Meng. Prison Painting said.

"Yes." Meng Yunhai was still bent over when he spoke to the prison painting, looking extremely humble.

Prison Painting nodded, not feeling anything. But the rest of the people present were jaw-dropping. Who is Meng Yunhai? It's a master that Mr. Jun finally invited.,Usually to others is an unfathomable master's posture.,Why is it so humble to prison painting now? Even if he did show his amazing strength just now, even in front of the head of Kunlun, Meng Yunhai had never shown such a respectful expression.

Who is Prison Painting?