Chapter Seventy-Four: Meat Gu

"It seems that the body that has been occupied by him will end up like this, but fortunately you gave me the pill." The old driver looked at the body of the tattooed man and said in shock.

Cold sweat was still oozing from his forehead, and it was obvious that he was scared.

We looked at Chen Xiaotong who was cut on the table again.

I couldn't help sighing, even if the beautiful woman died of incense, she was still divided into corpses.

The head could still move, the muscles on her face twitched slightly, and she opened her eyes suddenly, her mouth trembled, as if she was about to say something, and after a few seconds, she said in a weak voice, "Help, save me." ”

"Are you Chen Xiaotong?" I asked.

"Hmm." Her voice grew deeper.

She blinked, her eyes revealing sorrow, and she couldn't stop feeling uncomfortable.

I don't know how Tang Tian detained her soul back.

"How can we save her?" I looked at the old driver with expectant eyes, hoping to give me an answer.

But the old driver just sighed, "I can't save it, her soul is the same as her body, and it has been cut to pieces." ”

"There's really nothing you can do?" I'm in a hurry.

"Not really, either it's always like this, or it's gone." The old driver sighed again.

At this moment, we found that Chen Xiaotong's eyes widened suddenly, looking at me and the old driver in horror.

What's wrong? I looked at her quizzically.

Chen Xiaotong couldn't speak for a long time, just winked at us.

"Are you sick to your eyes? Is there eye droppings? "My second monk is confused.

The old driver patted his thigh, "That's not right! ”

After saying that, he turned down sharply.

I saw a knife flying from behind the old driver.

Almost hit the nail on the head!

The one who threw the knife was the little boy who was wearing the lion's head mask just now.

The skin on the boy's face had been stripped off when he took off the mask.

The flesh on his face was blurred, and the flesh on his face was still beating vividly.

The blood on this face flowed straight out, as if it couldn't be stopped at all, and it flowed all over the body.

His eye sockets were sunken, and only white eyeballs hung outwards from his eyes.

I saw him look at us in horror, grinning at the corners of his mouth, showing the same smile as the tattooed man before.

"It was Tang Tian who got on him." The old driver's body trembled, judging from his expression, he should have recalled the feeling of being possessed by Tang Tian just now, and the whole person shuddered.

I saw the boy rush towards me, and the smell of dead bodies filled the air.

I pulled the spell trap, and a puppet talisman went straight to him.

I saw him quickly turn sideways and easily dodge, "You're too pediatric." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his body twisted, and then his neck twisted, only to hear the "click" sound, and it was broken violently.

The old driver and I looked at the scene in front of us suspiciously, what was he going to do?

Self-harm interesting?

He was still grinning and grinning hard.

But the stiffness of his face made him laugh extremely unnaturally, more ugly than crying.

At this time, his arms and thighs also began to twist, as if they were about to be twisted, and the old driver and I were confused.

What the hell are you playing?

Before we could think about it, we saw that his limbs also clicked a few loud times.

It hurts when I hear it, it's the sound of bones being twisted off.

I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart, no matter how stupid Tang Tian was, it was impossible for him to simply perform jiu-jitsu in front of us.

But I don't know what tricks he's going to play.

I glanced at the old driver and noticed that his eyes were wide open, and he just stuck out to his left and made a gesture ready to run.

Xiao Gao has always been very calm, but when he saw Tang Tian twisting his body, he was also stunned, and he made a move to imitate, but he still gave up after a few experiments.

It seems that the difficulty factor is too high.

At this moment, a buzzing, buzzing, buzzing sound suddenly came from the boy's body, as if there were countless bees.

I casually took a few magic weapons in my hand, thinking that it was better to take precautions early.

The boy's body was completely torn apart, and even his internal organs were scattered outside.

When his body was completely cracked, we realized that the body was full of bugs.

They and the bursting limbs flew at us from all directions.

His limbs and head were covered with blood, and there was white slurry spilling from his brain, and countless eggs had grown from the plasma, densely covered with his various divided organs.

As his limbs further dismembered and split, the eggs flew out of him and headed straight for the three of us.

"He is using his body as a meat Gu, and once the body bursts, the egg worms will be released." The old driver said with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

I didn't know how lethal these eggs were, but I was sure that I was right to run, so we hurried into a nearby room, and I asked the old driver to close the door first.

I saw the boy's head and limbs banging desperately against the door, making a thumping sound.

We looked around the room.

I only saw a few stone piers in the house that I didn't know what to do, and there was a red lacquered coffin in the middle of the stone pier.

On the coffin is a painted painting of a dragon and a phoenix, which is particularly glaring in the dimly lit room.

I didn't think too much about it, and hurriedly beckoned Xiao Gao to move the stone pier over to block the door first.

The crashing sound faded away, and it seemed that they were tired too.

Just as we were in a state of panic, we suddenly saw a few eggs flying in through the crack in the door, and before long, those organs seemed to burst into meat sauce again, and they also came in through the gap under the door, just like they had legs and feet.

I exclaimed, "Quick! The crack in the door is not blocked! ”

The old driver also found out, so we looked around for something to plug the crack in the door.

It was found that there was nothing in this room except a coffin and a stone pier.

And the three of us are shirtless, and we don't have coats or clothes, so what are we going to do to block the door.

The old driver looked at my pants and didn't speak.

"No, I'm just going to have this pair of pants, and they're torn. Take off yours. I knew what was going on in his mind, and said hurriedly.

"It's because your pants are torn, what's the difference between wearing them and not wearing them?" The old driver still wants to bargain with me.

I said in my heart that the old driver has also learned badly.

Come on, I ripped off a piece along the torn part of my pants and gave it to the old driver to block the crack in the door.

Looking at myself again, it's like wearing a torn pants.

At this time, before I was looking, a few eggs had flown to the skin of my chest, and then quickly burrowed into my flesh.

"Ahh I'll go! I couldn't hold back and screamed.

It just felt itchy and painful, as if it was gnawing at my flesh.