Tu Er said in a cold voice to himself: "Arrogant, jealous, my image is angry, bad temper, I know, although I have been trying my best to hide it, that Golden Float Jin Man is greedy, the nature of the Golden Float, I have seen through him for so many years." The second knife, a little lazy, this portrait also corresponds to laziness, Cao Wangshui is greedy, the little fat man is greedy, what about you, ·······"

"And that cold moon, ordinary people can't see it, I have investigated it before, there is no background, but I can get on the throne in a short period of time, you don't understand this when you are young, now don't look at her before and after becoming more demonic, but the inferiority complex and jealousy hidden in the heart of the eyebrows and eyes have not changed from beginning to end, some things are brought out by the original ecology in the family, and sometimes they can't be changed in a lifetime."

Tu Er stared at the several figures in front of him, frowned, and said in a low voice: "So she happens to be in the position of jealousy in the Seven Deadly Sins, even if something in her body comes out to make trouble, it can't change her heart."

"Huh, isn't it? How do you know there's something wrong with Cold Moon? These words really stunned Zhu Zhigang.

In Zhu Zhigang's opinion, Jin Futu can see that it is the feeling of getting along day and night, but Tu Er's ability to see a four, five or six just by looking at it is incredible, but he saw that Tu Er took out a red hair-like array in the second-hand hand, and the needle was gilded underneath, and the position of the needle tip was indeed red.

Qiao Erdao and Cao Wangshui looked at each other, and looked at the golden needle with a somewhat nervous face, "Soul Piercing Needle!" ”

"Soul Piercing Needle? What is it? Chu Mingyang looked at the blood-colored needle tip, "It's really a thin needle less than an inch, what else is so famous?" "When I speak, my hands itch, and I want to pinch it when I reach out.

"Don't move, don't move" Qiao Erdao's eyes were quick, and he came at Chu Mingyang's hand, and sneered: "Little fat man, you owe a lot?" Do you want to die or be crippled? Let me tell you, this thing is a nervous breakdown if it is light, and the possible consequence of verification is dementia. ”

"Dementia, Alzheimer's?" Chu Fatzi's hand was quickly retracted, and he looked at the fine hair needle with a daze. "What the hell is this? How do you say it so maddeningly"

Zhu Zhigang hadn't heard of this thing either, and asked, "What is the Soul Assassination Array?" He was also a little confused, but what this person is like is not something that can be seen through at a glance. Besides, Jin Futu doesn't have the ability to do this!

Tu Er's expression was gloomy, and he sighed, "This stunt, it is the only true transmission passed on to me by the master, and the other things are just what I watched the brothers ponder by themselves, all these years have come all the way, although the master has never admitted me from beginning to end, but I am grateful in my heart", "Forget it, let's get down to business, you have also stayed in front of the master, and you are not afraid of your jokes, the reason why you have not heard of the soul piercing needle is because this thing is a job that harms others and is not beneficial to yourself, I will tell you about this thing, maybe you will use it in the future"

"That's right, Second Master Tu, you hurry up and tell me, how do you know that Leng Yue has a problem, and besides, she has something to be jealous of, you see that she is like that····· Look at him in front of him······ Ah·····h Chu Mingyang said as he gestured back and forth on his body, especially the pair of "chest instruments" that he couldn't cover with ten hands.

Tu Er said it slowly.

It turns out that this soul piercing needle is an ancestral object, there is not much time left, and there are few who will use it, after piercing a person, even if it is stained with his blood after pulling it out, the blood stain is also transparent, and then find a person with a very sensitive sense of smell and taste to taste it, just like tasting food, you can figure out part of that person's thoughts, which is also the reason why Tu Er knew that Leng Yue was jealous.

"Then how do you know there's something wrong with her?"

"The problem is that her blood is discolored." "Unless this person is dead, it is impossible for the soul piercing needle to change color in a short period of time, and the blood on the soul piercing needle at this time will become a highly toxic neurotoxin, which is why the little fat man was not allowed to touch it just now." 、

After hearing this, Chu Mingyang hurriedly took a few steps away from the fine hair needle, even if he was the most daring, he didn't dare to provoke such a thing as neurotoxin, "It's so fucking scary, if you touch this thing yourself, it will really hang up."

"So, this craft is a double-edged sword, and it is also harmful to itself, so it's easy not to use it, if he didn't feel that Leng Yue had a problem when he came in, he wouldn't have used this one. Taste the blood on the soul stabbing needle, more or less with a certain degree of toxicity, people like us often don't live long, it is estimated that in the end, this soul stabbing needle is also a lost life, after all, this thing is evil, and it has been passed on for so many generations It can be regarded as worthy of the original ancestor "After Tu Er finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Zhigang with some sadness in his eyes, "You are a good seed, even the previous generation of Zhonglang Yin Master did not teach you any yin and evil qi, but was laid a solid foundation by the art of qi cultivation."

"What kind of qi cultivation technique?"

Tu Er pointed to a little golden man who looked exactly like Zhu Zhigang, and didn't say a word.

Zhu Zhigang looked at the other "Zhu Zhigang" in front of him incomprehensibly, and he always felt that something was wrong when he looked at it, because it was also looking at himself.

Elsewhere, it's okay, but those eyes alone are the most breathtaking.

There was a faint mockery in his eyes, giving people a cold-like cold, and in this damp and humid tomb dungeon, it was biting cold.