Chapter 133: Turning defeat into victory

The gut-pumping ghost Meng Haodong thought that his long tongue, which was a sharp weapon, wrapped around the neck of the tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao, which was equivalent to controlling Ma Mengyao's vital point - seven inches.

As everyone knows, Ma Mengyao is not a snake, and if she is not controlled by "seven inches", she will completely lose her counterattack power.

The tongue can't be pulled out, but it is equal to the swordsman's sword that can't be drawn, but the hand, that is equal to two daggers.

The sword can fight back, and the dagger certainly can.

Even, the dagger is more offensive than it can be prevented.

Ma Mengyao is not an ordinary female ghost, but a representative of hell with her tongue pulled, so she naturally will not be caught and sit still.

The intestinal ghost Meng Hao was confused, dizzy, and about to do whatever he wanted, the left hand of the tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao had clenched his fist, and he suddenly swung his elbow back.

Ma Mengyao's left elbow swept on Meng Haodong's left rib, although the strength was not extraordinarily great, it had already distracted Meng Haodong's thoughts.

At the same time, Ma Mengyao's continued "cheap hand" bent his claws backwards and used a strange trick of "immortal peach picking".

The immortal is very elegant, and the resentful Ma Mengyao is an evil ghost, and that cheap hand is from the volcanic ghost Iron Golden Dragon, and when he exerts his strength, there is no trace of elegance.

Meng Haodong's two "peaches" were unlucky, not only pinched hard, but also pulled hard, not only pulled hard, but also surrounded by blazing flames.

Therefore, Meng Haodong couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, his intestines suddenly retracted into his abdomen, and he bent over, holding the sharp pain with both hands and jumped back more than two feet.

There is no need to look closely, Meng Haodong knows that a certain part that he has always been happy and proud of has since existed in name only.

Looking down, the surprise almost made Meng Haodong disappear immediately-

The crotch that had been grabbed and pinched, the pants turned into flying ashes, and the parts inside were blurred, as if two peaches had been crushed by the wheels of a car.

The surprise attack won a big victory, and was also defeated by the surprise attack, which is something that I never dreamed of.

Meng Haodong bared his teeth and screamed, and his gaze turned to Ma Mengyao.

Ma Mengyao looked puzzled on the road, staring at the "cheap hand" that continued, in a sleepwalking state.

Suddenly losing the ability to resist, and suddenly resisting successfully, don't you want to dream?

A place of despair is a place of hope.

This principle is very simple and profound, and after birth and death, it is immediately understood thoroughly.

However, the truth is understood, and she does not understand the strangeness of the "cheap hand".

At this time, the "cheap hand" was bland except for being thick and strong, which seemed to be obviously incompatible with her body.

However, at the moment of using the "Immortal Peach Picking" trick, that hand was already burning, glowing with raging flames and emitting the heat of the fire.

Ma Mengyao could feel it and saw the flames clearly, but after winning, everything returned to normal in a flash.

What's going on?

Since being threatened by the poisonous bees of hell, the "cheap hands" have become obedient, and they no longer do obscene actions, and they no longer do groping pig hands, but now, why is there a miracle again?

Don't...... Could it be that this hand is still being controlled from a distance by the heart of the Volcano Ghost Iron Golden Dragon?

Regardless, don't bother so much!

In short, the danger has been turned into a disaster, the danger has been turned into safety, and a complete victory has been won.

Looking at Meng Haodong's unbearable painful state, Ma Mengyao laughed like rain and asked, "Don't you want me to be comfortably wiped out?"

Meng Haodong covered his crotch tightly with both hands, wanting to straighten up his waist to fill the male ghost, but the pain made him not get his wish, and asked in a panic: "What kind of evil trick are you?

Ma Mengyao didn't answer, and said with a smile: "Guy with a rotten heart and a rotten stomach and rotten intestines, you should thank me: from now on, you may drink too much, but you will never overdo it again! Seeking pleasure or inviting trouble requires capital, what capital do you have? Now, even if you don't die of thieves with your aunt, your aunt and grandmother are also disappointed." You take your time and enjoy!"

Ma Mengyao turned around and wanted to leave, but when she turned around, she had already flown out a three-zhang long tongue, like a white lightning, slashing towards Meng Haodong from the air.

Meng Haodong had already become a frightened bird, fortunately, he was on guard, how dare he resist, he jumped away like a rabbit, but his hands still held down his crotch and did not separate for an instant, that funny look can be said to be unprecedented.

The tongue-pulling ghost Ma Mengyao sneered, patted his buttocks, flicked his earlobes, shook his neck again, glared at the stunned Meng Haodong, and drifted away anxiously.

"Damn, it was almost as I wanted, but I took it lightly and fell short!" As soon as Ma Mengyao disappeared, Meng Haodong straightened his waist, let go of his hand, grinned, and wiped his face.

"Meng Haodong" disappeared suddenly, and standing on the old bag of the store was the crow pecking the ghost Hai Weiyang - his face was covered with blood, and the two ghost crows were pecking at his eyes and brain marrow unhurriedly, and the straight suit was already stained with blood.

"Although it didn't work out, it also warmed up the show - in the days to come, you can slowly kill each other. Meng Haodong is scheming, but how can he compare with me Hai Weiyang? That's just a small guy!"

Hai Weiyang muttered to himself, beaming with pride, grabbed a pair of fishy intestines from under his suit, threw them into the air, and the two ghost crows caught them from the air, swallowed them all in a flash, and continued his old job.

"A female ghost is a female ghost, and she thinks she is well-informed, but in fact she is rare and strange. I can't tell the difference between the intestines of a dead pig and the intestines of a ghost, and a natural fool has no effect other than having a little bit of fun?"

He spat and nodded frequently.

"The rest of the characters are all small roles, so they are not a problem, but the hands of the two volcanic ghosts and iron golden dragons, although they continue to the female ghosts, are still very weird, and they have to be more guarded.

"Hmph, Mao Changsheng, if you don't eat soft and hard, let you stay in that pond for a long time!

"Hey, why don't you bother and guard the stump, the rabbit will bump into it by itself.

"Meng Haodong, Meng Haodong, you won't change me, but I will change you, but with this skill, the victory and defeat have been divided......!

Hai Weiyang muttered, lay back in the coffin in the tomb, and fell asleep with dry bones on his pillow, as if this was not the home of some old ghost, not Meng Haodong's boarding apartment, but his crow's villa.