The white bones were all revealed, and the heart was actually compounded at the heart of the white bones, thumping. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The white bones looked neat, and if he looked closely, there were holes in his chest, and there were holes in several parts of his legs, and it was a bullet, and he could see that it was a bullet.

It seems that Zhang Ping was indeed sentenced to be shot, but his body was not thrown into the Taotao River, why did he appear here, is there any hidden conspiracy in this. Thinking of this, Master Mao looked at the white bones carefully, and he wanted to see what kind of evil art this eldest brother had practiced.

At this time, Mao Zongxu ripped open his palm again, and the blood dripped on the skull, sliding backwards along the surface of the skull, and sliding into the mouth that was exposed outward.

Drop after drop keeps dripping.

"Bang, bang."

The heart beats at a rapid pace, and the blood in the mouth slowly spreads throughout the body, and then turns into thin blood strands, which extend to the heart and insert into the heart. The blood is completely fused with the heart, and the blood passes through the heart, cycle after cycle.

"Click, click. …”

The skull's two mouths were closed up and down, and its teeth collided with each other with a clicking sound.

Mao Zongxu showed a surprised expression, his mouth was full of smiles, he wanted to laugh but didn't laugh, the blood on his hands still kept dripping, and the skull seemed to be very greedy, and his mouth quickly opened and closed.

"You don't want to die, so much blood, you want to die!" Master Mao saw that he had released so much blood, and he couldn't bear it, at least it was also the blood of the Mao family, how could it be used on evil things.

He immediately stepped forward, shot to stop it, grabbed Mao Zongxu's hand, and kicked the white bones on the ground instantly.

Mao Zongxu naturally couldn't let him succeed, he used his hands and feet at the same time, and hit back with his feet, the soles of his feet stepped on the feet kicked by Master Mao, and his wrists were also forced, and he struggled hard, and the wound was broken by him, and the speed of blood flow was much faster. The thud landed in the skull's mouth, and suddenly the white bones closed their mouths, and this wave of blood made the heart beat two beats faster.

Suddenly, the whole body of the white bone crackled, the fingers, foot bones, and skull all moved, and all the joints that had been in the previous place were pieced together and combined into a normal skeleton.

The skeleton of Zhang Ping, a generation of bandits, came to life, and he suddenly sat up and separated the two people who were still in a stalemate. Sitting on the ground, he raised his finger and looked at it, and his head turned to look at the three of them, which made people tremble, especially the empty eye sockets, which were more terrifying than the walking corpses with ghost fire, but there was nothing, so it looked so terrifying.

"Haha, Zhang Ping, it's worth me to salvage you from the river and bury you here, it's been five years, you finally came back to life, haha." Mao Zongxu smiled very happily, yes, he was very excited.

The skeleton Zhang Ping slowly got up and looked at Mao Zongxu, who had been shouting.

"Smack!"

The white bone claws left five paw prints on Mao Zongxu's face, Mao Zongxu was stunned by this slap, Master Mao and the evil eye looked a little stupid, what is the situation. I saw the skull with its mouth open, like Mao Zong making a roaring posture, but he couldn't scream, except for the heart and those bloodshots, it was this white bone.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Mao Zongxu came back to his senses, and looked at the white bone in front of him incredulously, he hit himself, yes, hit himself.

"What do you mean, if it weren't for Lao Tzu casting spells, you would have come back to life? You..."

"Smack."

The crow was silent, and it was another slap, Zhang Ping looked at him condescendingly like a superior, the hot feeling on his face burned, the other party beat himself again, and did not leave himself a little face, in front of others, he was angry in his heart, his eyes were open, and he was bloodshot.

"Holy!"

He scolded, kicked out directly, stepped on the foot bones of the white bones, Zhang Ping's leg bones were broken, and he was instantly straightened, although the skeleton structure did not look very stable, but the strength was very domineering, Mao Zongxu took a few steps back.

He didn't expect Zhang Ping's strength to be so great, and his strength just now was about seventy percent, and he actually rebounded back, which shows that Zhang Ping's skills are higher than his own.

Looking at Zhang Ping with a brow, he couldn't stand this breath, in order to revive him, he even killed the little ghost who had always been loyal, how angry he was, he could only say that Zhang Ping was ungrateful. Having said that, Mao Zongxu probably couldn't have imagined that Zhang Ping would not listen to his instructions and openly provoke him. He wants Zhang Ping to know who is the boss.

The situation began to become complicated, Mao Zongxu and Zhang Ping faced each other, the two were fighting for the leadership, the position of the boss, and this battle was inevitable.

Zhang Ping is a boss and a habit, and his bones reveal a smell of bandits, he was extremely arrogant when he was alive, and he died innocently, and he deserved it. Although he is just a skeleton now, that bandit spirit has given him a trace of thinking, he is the boss, and he must not let others point fingers in front of him.

The skull looked at Mao Zongxu, Mao Zongxu also looked at him, his heart was extremely angry, he really wanted to destroy this skeleton, but he was reluctant, suddenly he smiled and touched the finger prints on his face.

He poked out a yellow talisman from the pocket of his clothes, pinched a yellow triangular pennant with the word "order" in his hand, and pasted the yellow talisman on top of the pennant. Looking up at the skull, a strange smile curled up from the corner of his mouth.

"Let you have no one in your eyes, so that you don't know the height of the sky! As he spoke, he said something in his mouth, and in front of the small triangular pennant, he wiped the remaining blood on his hand on the yellow talisman, and the traces drawn on the yellow talisman suddenly flashed, and then the light overflowed.

Zhang Ping's whole body suddenly trembled, because all the pennants around his heart appeared, and around the periphery of the heart, there were layers of filaments wrapped around the entire heart. All the pennants were facing the pennant in Mao Zongxu's hand, neatly and in a very orderly manner.

Suddenly, Mao Zongxu's hand with the pennant got up, and his heart began to accelerate, bang, and the frequency increased several times, and the filaments outside the heart collapsed, some of which were sunken into the heart, and some parts of the heart were bulging.

The skeleton Zhang Ping's hand was placed in the position of the heart, clicking, clicking, and the two mouths were playing up and down, and the frequency was also very fast. As you can imagine, he should be in pain, and with his last knee on the ground, he bowed his head to Mao Zongxu, and he admitted defeat. kowtowed to Mao Zongxu a few more times, Mao Zongxu didn't seem to let him go, and continued to manipulate the person, the heart bulge became higher and higher, and the banging sound became faster and louder.

Zhang Ping was already kneeling on his knees at this time, and kept kowtowing to him, now he just wants to save that heart, his life, if the heart dies, he will die.

Mao Zongxu nodded with satisfaction, let go of the operation, this time he looked at Zhang Ping condescendingly, he would not smoke the skull's ear melon seeds, unless he was idle and looking for trouble.

He thought of a way to get angry, the blood on his hands did not dry up, stretched out his bloody hand, wiped a lump of half-wet and half-dried blood on the door of the skull, and then wrote a big "slave" word with his fingers, occupying half of the door, he pasted a yellow charm on the word, this word was actually deeply imprinted into the skull, he wiped it with his hand, and really couldn't wipe it off.

"You now understand who is the master here, although you Zhang Ping is a character, but that is also before you die, you have to remember that this is not your bandit's den!"

Mao Zongxu said very proudly, complacent, and finally subdued Zhang Ping, and then turned his head to look at the two people standing there stupidly, and laughed unscrupulously.