Long Kui was already extremely weak at this time, his ten fingers were already oozing blood, and his hands were on the ground as if he had endured great pain.

"Daddy, did the Dragon King of Huangquan take away your double cong?" Miss Liu'er's fingers flew, and she asked such a question. But Grandpa Tai didn't know sign language at all, and he was panting while staring at Long Kui and Liu Er's every move.

Long Kui didn't say anything after hearing this question, and pulled out three silver needles from his arms.

"What does this Long Kui want to do?" Grandpa Tai instinctively shrank back, and for a moment he thought of the scene of ancient masters picking leaves and flying flowers.

But Long Kui did not perform this stunt to his grandfather, but closed his eyes and pressed a finger under his ear. The silver needle was then inserted slightly, and then two silver needles were inserted next to the ear beads and behind the mandible ankle process. After the three silver needles pierced into the acupoint, Long Kui closed his eyes for a while, and then a trace of black blood oozed from the three silver needles.

Liu Er saw the black blood spilling out of the eye of the needle, and immediately pressed her fingers on Long Kui's throat, and her fingers flew and pulled out the three silver needles. Everything was made in the blink of an eye, which shows that this Liu Er's skillful hands made Grandpa Tai feel a little uneasy.

"Ahem, the ear acupoint, the Tinggong acupoint, and the Tinghui acupoint are all suppressed by black blood pressure, and it seems that Shuangcong has been saved." Long Kui was still not at ease, and listened carefully for a while before saying: "This corpse's heart and blood are really domineering, although it will be deaf for a month, but after all, it has saved a pair of ears from the sky and the sea." ”

"Okay, you Long Kui, I said why are you deaf with a pair of tailwinds, it turns out that you have done your own tricks and feet to hide from the world. But that's enough, at least you won't find me in a month. Grandpa Tai secretly sighed that Long Kui's good methods were in his calculations every step of the way, but it was a pity that he didn't expect this variable.

"Dad, do you want to continue?" Liu Er looked at Long Kui with a pair of beautiful eyes, and there was a trace of reluctance written in her eyes. This Long Kui always seems to be cold to Liu Er on weekdays, and may have been violent to Liu Er, but after all, blood dissolves in water between the two.

"Shut up, there is only one life, and if you don't grasp it, you will lose it at any time." After Long Kui said this, he spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up.

Liu Er was reprimanded, so she could only follow carefully behind, and Liu Er had a big mortar pestle in her hand at this time. The mortar pestle is also very strange, the mortar is made of black jade, and the pestle is made of white jade. The texture of these two things is known even to laymen, but what attracts attention is the shape of this mortar pestle. The mortar is in the shape of a dragon, and the surrounding of the pestle is a group of phoenixes, which makes people always feel that this mortar is symbolic.

"Bloodletting." Long Kui didn't have much strength, so he could only spit out two words.

Liu Er did not refuse, took out a dagger from her calf, and held the dagger blade in the palm of her hand with force. As soon as the dagger broke through Liu'er's skin, it began to suck Liu'er's blood desperately, and the last blood of Liu'er's white hand was drawn clean.

"Enough, do you want to die?" Long Kui drank, struggled to get up, and snatched the dagger down with his hand. Then, Long Kui also broke open his palm according to Liu Er's appearance and took out a wisp of blood from the palm of his palm.

"Phoenix dragon pestle." After Long Kui finished speaking, he placed the dagger upside down on the mortar. I saw that a column of blood had gathered in the hollow of the blood trough in the center of the dagger, and what was even more amazing was that the blood did not overflow and drip.

"Cinnabar, Moyu." Long Kui said as he took the mortar pestle from Liu Er's hand.

Cinnabar and Moyu were quickly placed in the center of the mortar pestle, and it was strange that the blood in the blood trough seemed to be less restrained, dripping on the cinnabar and Moyu.

The man knelt on his knees, raised the dagger in his hand in one hand, and pressed the mortar to the ground with the other. Then he closed his eyes and said something in his mouth, but the words were not Chinese. Grandpa Tai said that it sounded like it should be the words of the Miao people, but unfortunately I don't know what he was reading.

I don't know how long it took for the man to knock down the pestle in his hand, but his mouth still didn't stop. The seemingly hard cinnabar and black jade were like encountering a nemesis when they touched this dragon pestle, but they were crushed into pieces at once.

The second time the dragon pestle was hammered, there were no fragments in sight, they were small pieces of large and small. When the third time the dragon pestle fell, the pieces had already turned into powder, mixed with red and black powder. But there was no blood in the powder, and I didn't know where it had gone.

When the third blow was completed, the dragon pestle was lifted from the phoenix mortar, and the blood began to gush out from under the powder. Blood and red and black powder began to merge, and they converged into a human face in the mortar.

"Chaos is just beginning, take me to that place." Long Kui smiled coldly, and the dragon pestle in his hand was hammered down one after another.

The fourth blow slammed the tip of the nose of the face, and then slowly squeezed that face inward. The human face seemed to be in great pain, and he opened his mouth to scream, but only a "pounce" sound remained. The whole face was torn apart by the dragon pestle, as if the head of a flower had been smashed open, and the contents of it splashed in all directions.

At this time, Grandpa Tai found out that Long Kui's position at this time was the center of the Nine Palaces Bagua, and the things in the wind mortar happened to splash in the Nine Palaces Bagua.

"Let's open, the king of the Long clan, open that door for the descendants of the Long clan." Long Kui was already like an oil lamp at this time, and he had already reached the point where the oil lamp was dry, and the whole person raised his head and roared.

The mixture that splashed on the ground seemed to hear the call, and began to slowly spread out, and after five minutes, there was a circular Tai Chi in the entire Nine Palaces.

This Tai Chi is Tai Chi, just a complete circle and no Yin and Yang division, I always feel weird.

"Chaos doesn't open, chaos doesn't open! It's been 30 years, and I've been waiting for this day for 30 years. Long Kui obviously couldn't accept the scene in front of him, and his two fingers went towards his throat.

"Dad, don't." Liu Er knew that Long Kui couldn't hear the sound at this time, but she still instinctively shouted.

Grandpa is even more angina, do you want to commit suicide like this, so I won't go in vain?