Shen Er's fat man stood in place and did not move. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The cold breath was like a short knife, pressed against the back of his head at the junction of his cervical vertebrae, and at any time, it could easily pierce his brain.

When the plague king's emissaries capture living animals, they infect them by using their unique thorns to pierce the lips of living beings, so that the plague gas they inject can quickly infect the brains and hearts of living people. They will not directly pierce the pestilence into the brain of a living person, which would cause the living body to die immediately, or it will make the living person incapacitated, so that it cannot repeatedly infect other living organisms after mutating.

Of course, Shen Er's fat man knew the truth. He remained still. He knew that during the time when his mind was blinded, his former Fifth Senior Uncle, after being temporarily affected by his dead soul, had completely become the Plague King's Messenger.

He secretly blamed himself for not following the rules of the Bloody Banner Hall and killing the Fifth Senior Uncle as soon as he saw it.

A chill slowly moved from the back of his head to the top of his head, where he paused for a moment before squirming forward like a piece of ice moving forward above his head. It didn't touch his scalp, but the cold pierced through his parietal bone and almost solidified his brain.

Shen Er Fat Man knew that at this time, as long as he moved, the thorn hanging above his head would instantly pierce into his own person.

It is recorded on [No Plague and Unbreakable]: When the plague king's messengers are about to infect living people, they will use various plague hooks to pierce into living people. Before that, it will gather all the plague qi on its body, that is, the cold qi, on its plague hook. This kind of plague, which is several times colder than ice, will make the living unbearable, and when the living are struggling unbearably, it is the best time for them to stab into the middle of the living people.

The coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow had moved to the top of Shen Er's fat man's head, like an ice line that wanted to cut his head from it.

Shen Er's fat man's eyes rolled up. He saw a black needle tip, with a swarthy tip, shining in the moonlight. The cold breath pierced his eyes, as if they were burned by fire, and the cold above his head produced two completely different feelings.

The spike was still slowly moving forward. Long, swarthy spikes, about three inches long, grow in a semi-curved arc downward. Behind the long thorns, they began to get thicker and thicker, like many dark balls from small to large connected together, stretching towards the front of the top of Shen Er's fat man's head.

On that long thorn, there are countless tiny barbs, clinging to the surroundings, densely packed with terrifying and disgusting, flashing with a faint black light, like the scythe of death, filming the soul of a person.

The long thorn that grew from the tip to the thick stretched out three feet forward, and after a slight pause in the air, it stabbed sharply towards Shen Er's fat man.

Shen Er's fat man seemed to have been captured by this death-like black thorn, not only did he not tilt his head back and retreat to dodge, but instead greeted the spur that shone with black light like a fool.

The two faced each other, and the thorn, in an instant, stabbed seven inches away from the middle of Shen Er's fat man.

Shen Er's fat man's left hand was already raised faster than lightning when he was heading towards the thorn, and he **** two of the three 'soul chasing needles' in his hand behind him, and one between his fingers, towards the thorn. At the same time, his body, when he was about to meet the black and faint thorn, sank violently, and the snake in his right hand also swung out between the lightning.

That thorn seemed to be born with a fear of the 'soul chasing needle' between Shen Er's fat man's fingers. When its bent thorn was about to stab Shen Er's fat man, he suddenly saw the 'Soul Chasing Needle' stabbing at it, and the bent thorn quickly turned a semicircle, and after dodging the 'Soul Chasing Needle', it still stabbed Shen Er's fat man's person.

After Shen Er's fat man was relieved by dodging the 'Soul Chasing Needle' in that bent thorn, he secretly felt lucky in his heart, and at this moment he was soaked in cold sweat. In the situation just now, he had no good plan except to make this decision. He was gambling just now, and he bet that the stabbing thorn in the middle of the other would change the attack route by dodging the 'Soul Chaser Needle' that he stabbed past.

If that thorn doesn't dodge his 'Soul Chasing Needle', after stabbing his people, it will also be stabbed by his 'Soul Chasing Needle', causing the plague king's envoy behind him to disappear in an instant. Shen Er's fat man had already made up his mind to die with the plague king's envoy, so he decided to gamble on it. If both sides are stabbed at the same time, he will instantly consume the 'corpse powder' himself after the plague king's emissary is melted, and then cut his throat with a long knife. He didn't want his body to become like the fifth uncle.

He didn't know why, Fifth Uncle didn't eat the 'Dead Powder' the moment he was infected, but he knew what a terrible process Fifth Uncle must have gone through.

The reputation of the three major gamblers in the capital is not in vain. (It seems that in some chivalrous books, there are descriptions of gambling.) In real life, women hate gambling men, however, in the illusory world, women have a unique love for the protagonist who can gamble in the book. Hehe, I don't understand. After walking the road of no return, back to the capital, the bet made by the three of them will be wonderful. ）

After his body sank downward, the thorn hanging over his head also followed his head and stabbed down swiftly according to the momentum.

When his body sank, the snake in his hand was more agile than a snake, and instantly entangled the pestilence hanging on his head. As the Plague Thorn pursued him downward, he pulled his wrists and kicked his legs forward, and his huge body, with the force of the Plague Thorn stabbing downward, skillfully drew a circle in the air and fell behind the Plague King's messenger.

As soon as the others landed, they didn't look back, rushed forward a few steps, turned their hands, and three 'soul chasing needles' went backwards in three ways, in order to prevent the pursuit of the plague king's messenger.

The snake in his hand drew a few circles around him, and after surrounding his body, Shen Er Fat turned his body and faced the plague king's envoy.

The plague king envoy in front of him was standing in the place where he had attacked him just now, and he didn't chase after him, and in his dead wood-like hand, he pinched the 'soul chasing needle' shot by Shen Er's fat man just now, and held it diagonally in the upper right, watching intently.

This 'Soul Chasing Needle' is powerful after it is shot out with pure Yang Gang Qi, even if the Plague King reaches out to receive it, he will be killed by the power emitted by the needle and Gang Qi, not to mention the Plague King's messenger. And the plague king's envoy in front of him was able to catch the 'soul chasing needle' and pinch it in his hand to look at it, because Shen Er's fat man couldn't use his Xuantian Pure Yang Qi after being scratched by the plague king. Without the Pure Yang Gang Qi, the power of this 'Soul Chasing Soul Arrest Needle' has been reduced by most of the time, although it still has a great deterrent effect on the Plague King's Envoy, but the lethality is far less powerful than when it is combined with the Pure Yang Gang Qi.

It was only now that Shen Er's fat man looked at it head-on, and the one in front of him, who was once the envoy of the plague king of the fifth uncle he respected.

It was watching with its dark nails pinching the 'Soul Catcher Needle' in its hand. The mysterious eyes flashed dead gray from time to time, and whenever the eyes blinked occasionally, they emitted a cunning look that Shen Er saw when he was confused just now.

Its skin had turned dead yellow, extremely tight, without a trace of wrinkles, and under the cold white light of the moon, it shone with a blue lilac light, which was very strange. A mouth, because the skin on the face is taut, the upper and lower lips are tightened, so the dry yellow teeth are exposed, and a strange smile is made.

Shen Er's fat man couldn't help but feel a sour in his heart, the fifth uncle who used to love him had become such a strange appearance after he disappeared for a few years, which really made his heart still unacceptable at this moment.

On the head of the plague king's envoy, a long tail hook, which grew out from behind the tail vertebrae at some point, hung above it, constantly swaying up and down, left and right. From the needle-like plague hook, it begins to slowly thicken towards the caudal vertebrae, and the thickest part is the thickness of a person's forearm, and there are dense thin barbs around it.

Those dead gray eyes, after looking at the 'Soul Chasing Needle' for a while, slanted and glared at Shen Er's fat man. (To be continued.) )