Tang Jiaren stood between the two, stretched out two fat paws, and clicked on the acupoints of the two at the same time.

The breath of the two of them was suddenly blocked, and the true qi in their bodies flowed backwards violently, almost vomiting a mouthful of old blood.

However, those who lose can't lose the battle, and both Qiu Yuebai and Zhan Cang swallowed back the blood that poured up their throats. If they knew that they could bring down Tang Jiaren with just a drop of blood, I wonder if they would regret that they were strong enough to be a hero?

Tang Jiaren first poked Qiu Yuebai's chest with his claws, poking him so hard that he almost vomited blood. Then Yang picked up a red brick, took out a dagger, carved it a few times, and blew it hard with his mouth, tearing the wound, his eyebrows wrinkled, and his face changed in an instant.

She put away the dagger and looked up, only to find that the two of them were crying!

Qiu Yuebai opened a pair of bottomless black eyes, and two lines of tears flowed silently.

Zhan Cangqiong blinked, the whites of his eyes were a little red, and two lines of tears were left, and the speed was quite fierce.

Tang Jiaren took out the dagger again, carved it on the other side of the red brick, and then ...... Shaking off the red clay on it, she lifted the red brick and showed the two of them the words she had engraved for the second time: Don't cry, don't hit you.

Qiu Yuebai gritted her teeth and was silent.

Zhan Cangqiong clenched his fists, and finally understood why Qiu Yuebai was chasing this ugly lump and slashing it. He wanted to kill her!

Are they suffering? It's tears!

Why the tears?

Haven't you been blinded by the red clay she blows?

He grew so big, except for the tears when his mother died, he never cried.

This hatred is remembered; This ugliness must be extinguished!

Tang Jiaren put away the knife and poked Qiu Yuebai's chest with her hand, one after another.

Fighting the firmament, this is so comfortable in my heart! Secret Dao: Yes, poke hard, and then smash him to death with a brick! If you are ugly, you will throw it to yourself, and others will not know it. As for this ugliness, you can die.

But the truth does not change with anyone's hope.

Qiu Yuebai simply closed her eyes and ignored Tang Jiaren.

Tang Jiaren opened Qiu Yuebai's eyelids with her hand and let him see the words he had carved for the first time.

Qiu Yuebai was forced to see a line of words written on the brick: Poke like this, does it hurt?

Qiu Yuebai deeply realized that he had met a madman. This madman is neither a member of the Demon Sect nor a meticulous work from other sects, she is a ghost who came out of hell!

Tang Jiaren saw that Qiu Yuebai didn't reply, and continued to poke with her hand.

Qiu Yuebai finally blinked her eyes and was forced to agree with Tang Jiaren's question. For the first time, he profoundly realized what it means to be controlled by others, what it means to know life and death, and what it means to be helpless physically and mentally......

Before the smile in Zhan Cangqiong's eyes flooded, he saw Tang Jiaren turn his head and look at himself.

Tang Jiaren's swollen and deformed face let go in Zhan Cang's eyes, and he clearly felt his body tense instantly. He laughed at his timidity and relaxed his body again.

Tang Jiaren continued to poke his fingers at the chest of the firmament, one after another.

Zhan Cangqiong swore that the strength of this ugly tutuo poking him was obviously much greater than poking Qiu Yuebai. How? Seeing that he is the leader of the Demon Sect, so he is ruthless? No, the Demon Sect is not convinced!

Zhan Cangqiong finally waited until Tang Jiaren raised the brick in his hand and saw a line of words on it: Poke like this, does it hurt?

Hurt! How can it not hurt?

Only then did Zhan Cangqiong know that Ugly Tuotuo was taking revenge on him and Qiu Yuebai for pointing at her acupoint too roughly.

Zhan Cangqiong didn't want to speak, and like Qiu Yuebai, he blinked his eyes facelessly.

"Click......" A crisp voice came, inaudible.

Tang Jiaren sniffed her nose, suddenly rounded her shoulders, and smashed the brick in her hand.

The brick streaked a reddish-brown afterimage in the air, swirled, and flew into a densely foliage tree.

Meng Shuilan was biting on the crispy jujubes, writing hard to record this scene full of historical significance.

Because he was so focused, he ignored the movements around him.

By the time he found out that something was wrong, the brick had broken through the branches and leaves of the tree and smashed into his face!

Meng Shuilan also reacted quickly, turned her head directly, and covered her face with her arms.

The arm was smashed, although it hurt, but his face escaped, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

No, a second brick followed, smashing directly into his knee.

Meng Shuilan sighed, fell from the tree, struggled all the way, and flew out of the cuff with a small three-claw hook, grabbing the branch.

Tang Jiaren counted Meng Tianqing's revenge on Meng Shuilan's body, and unceremoniously flew out of the dagger again, directly cutting off the thin rope.

This shot really shocked many people.

Who would have thought that this ugly ghost fat woman would still be a hidden master.

You must know that the silk thread hanging with Meng Shuilan is not only thin silk, but also extremely tough, and ordinary swords are constantly chopping. An ordinary dagger in the hand of the ugly tuotuo actually divided it into two. This is steady and ruthless, which is eye-catching.

Meng Shuilan fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Tang Jiaren was full of strength and rushed towards Meng Shuilan.

Meng Shuilan only felt that her breath was suffocating, so she hurriedly stood up, opened her eyes wide, and shouted, "...... Do? "It's okay to beat people with bricks, is this a prelude to crushing people to death? It's so fierce!

Tang Jiaren stepped on Meng Shuilan's heart, jumped up directly, pulled out the dagger, and then ...... fell on Meng Shuilan's body.

Meng Shuilan was trampled to the ground, her limbs twitched, her mouth foamed, and she almost died.

All this changed so fast, it's just that he couldn't cope well.

Tang Jiaren jumped from Meng Shuilan's body to the ground, bent down to pick up Meng Shuilan's small notebook, and grabbed Meng Shuilan's shirt again.

Meng Shuilan hurriedly shouted: "Don't be rude, I'll do it myself!" Whatever you want, cooperate! Ask the woman not to slap her face! ”

Tang Jiaren let go of her hand, but she couldn't retract the urge to beat Meng Shuilan's face.

Meng Shuilan got up from the ground with a bone, first patted the ashes on her body, then tidied up her robe, stretched her sleeves, and bent down to pick up her charcoal, then looked at Tang Jiaren with a smile and said, "How do you call this chivalrous girl?" ”

Tang Jiaren snatched the pen in Meng Shuilan's hand and wrote a few strokes on the notebook.

Meng Shuilan wanted to look at it, but Tang Jiaren turned around and walked in front of Qiu Yuebai and Zhan Cangqiong with her notebook.

Meng Shuilan smoothed her hair and followed. In the face of strong enemies, he has always believed in "knowing how to protect his face".

Tang Jiaren slapped the small book in his hand to Meng Shuilan.

Meng Shuilan asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Tang Jiaren clicked the words on the book with her hand.

Meng Shuilan felt that this fat hand was a little familiar, but she felt that all fat people in the world were the same, so she didn't care too much.

Meng Shuilan understood and asked, "Let me miss it?" ”

Tang Jiaren nodded.

Meng Shuilan glanced at Qiu Yuebai and Zhan Cang, her expression was a little weird, and then she looked at Tang Jiaren and said with a smile: "Don't read it, okay?" ”

Tang Jiaren shook the dagger in his hand.