The leader howled loudly in pain, hoping that someone would help him, but everyone regarded him as ominous, too late to hide, and who would help him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a while, the leader became a "red man", covered in blood, as if he had just been soaked out of the paint vat of dyed cloth, and it was still dripping with blood. Immediately afterwards, it was like peeling a banana, and it seemed that a pair of invisible hands were pulling the leader's hair from head to toe, and I saw that the skinned body was like a melon, tender and dripping, not bubbling with small bubbles. Seeing this scene, some people immediately couldn't help but vomit in disgust.

"What the hell!"

The onlookers didn't know who shouted, in broad daylight, this person was scattered, leaving the owner of this tavern alone, not that he didn't want to run, but there was no way, this tavern was his own life, and he couldn't give up his life!

The leader is also a man, watching his skin and flesh being torn off so much, he was stunned without saying a word, and he was able to take two more steps. He knew that he would die, but he didn't expect that he would die so bizarrely.

Peeling skin during the day, such bizarre things are like spreading their wings, and it will spread all over the radius in less than half a day, and the bewitching tiger girl in the back mountain has become a taboo in people's words, and everyone is afraid that they will say something wrong, and they will also suffer from the pain of peeling their skin during the day.

"It's so relieving! I didn't expect Uncle Shi to have such a true temperament. The three madmen praised in their hearts, and now he likes this uncle more and more.

"That's what a thing! Look at you, boy! Your uncle is much more fierce than you. King Yama smiled.

The three madmen now began to believe every word that King Yama said, and even more believed in his evaluation of the sun god, and he knew that this uncle was not simple.

A day's time is like the rushing river, which has not yet been seen, but has long been gone! It's hard to see its shape in it, and in the end you can only be a person chasing waves.

The seventh uncle woke up, the chirping of birds, accompanied by the morning dew, and the wind chirping, he stretched his waist, thinking that Huzi would appear behind him, and he was playing with each other on his back, it was a small game between him and Huzi, but after waiting for a long time, he was still alone, and there was still a wonderful sound of a young girl in his ears.

Between the unnatural pauses, the seventh uncle smiled helplessly, grinned, picked up the wine jug on the ground, tilted his head, and poured it down, but the wine in the pot was all drunk by him last night, and only one or two drops remained in the pot today, and it was difficult to get drunk. The sun was so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes, and he wanted to sleep again, so he slept like this, at least in his dreams he was happy.

"Ahh Why? Why can't you ......?" came the roar of the sun god from inside the room.

"Senior brother?" The seventh uncle got up suddenly, seemed to remember what happened last night, helped his somewhat painful head and ran towards the house.

Breaking into the house, I saw Mu Jinhua lying on the bed in plain clothes, and the sun god sat next to her, his eyes were red, like an angry lion.

"This ......" Uncle Seventh was dumbfounded as soon as he spoke, he didn't know how to speak, he had always talked a lot.

Above Mu Jinhua's head was a small cyan bowl, and sesame oil was burning in the bowl! He knew that it was an ever-bright lamp, a long-lasting lamp for his senior brother to do the Dharma, to lead Mu Jinhua in this life, cut off her afterlife, so that Mu Jinhua could return to the sun.

"Senior brother, you ......" Uncle Seven opened his mouth.

It's just that the sun god didn't say anything, and his eyes were red, as if he had entered another world.

On the bed, Mu Jinhua looked serene, with his eyes closed, as if he had lost confidence in the world and lost his nostalgia, so he lay motionless.

The seventh uncle knew that his senior brother must have used some forbidden art, and he must have used some means to want Jin'er to come back to life, and the seventh uncle knew that if he also had the divine ability of the sun god, he would also fight hard and give it a try.

But he didn't, and the only thing he had was the tiger.

"There is a way! There must be a way! Suddenly, the sun god jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.

I saw his long sleeves raised, his fingertips flicked, and a drop of essence blood popped out from his fingertips, and then turned into mist and sank into Mu Jinhua's nose.

"Senior brother......" Uncle Seven's eyes moistened, and he knew that Senior Brother was asking for death.

"Hey! I really don't know what you mortals think, there are only a few days in your life, and you don't have to live well, but you have to squander it like this! King Yama still said with some regret.

However, these words already seemed painless to the ears of the three madmen, after all, it was not once or twice that King Yama said this, he had no experience in being a man, how did he know how to write love words?

The three madmen could even observe that the divine lines on the sun god's forehead were a little dimmed, and there was a lack of brilliance.

"Senior brother! Let it go! The seventh uncle saw that the senior brother resisted each other with his life.

It's just that the sun god is like a dumb man, and he doesn't say a word and only cares about the things in his hands.

The seventh uncle is now in a dilemma, on the one hand, he certainly hopes that his senior brother can let Mu Jinhua return to Yang, and on the other hand, he is reluctant to let his senior brother risk his life. He is a man with a big heart, and the only thing he has learned from his master over the years is to go with the flow, because he has no other power to change all this. As he taught the three madmen: when the plum blossom falls, it can't grow back.

But the sun god is different, he is talented and superhuman, so naturally everything can't be so casual! He has always felt that the so-called casual fate is just the cool words of those incompetent people who deceive themselves.

He's different, he's been born with an aura, and he's capable of rewriting that.

"Senior brother! Jin'er has already left......" Uncle Seven said again.

"It's noisy!" The sun god was a little annoyed and stretched out a hand and waved it out fiercely, and in a flash, the seventh uncle was thrown out again like a sandbag, but this time it was thrown out a long way.

"Senior brother......" Uncle Qi knelt on the ground and said a little weakly, he was really a little powerless, he was like an ordinary person in front of the sun god, there was not much difference, the only difference may be that he can not only dance the god but also draw some spells, but these are too small in the eyes of the sun god.

Seeing this, the three madmen lowered their heads and their knots seemed to have been untied a lot, he knew that there was no need to look back, the weirdness and desolation of the back mountain must have been made by this sun god, it was a forbidden place, a place where people should not be close.