Again and again, is there really a thunder god in the sky?

Long Xiaoyao raised his head and glanced at it, but saw that the sky was clear, and there was not even a trace of clouds......

Interesting!

Now that's interesting!

Long Xiaoyao looked at Huang Ying, who looked desperate and wanted to cry without tears, and said coldly: "What are you going to do now? Is it still a coincidence?"

"It's a coincidence, it has to be!" Huang Ying let it go, she would rather be hacked to death by the thunder than suffer from the pain of turning into a corpse.

"It's hard-mouthed, isn't it? It's not honest, right? Okay, okay, okay, today, Young Master Ben will give you another chance, come on, resend it." Although Long Xiaoyao was too lazy to talk nonsense with Huang Ying, he wanted to dispose of her immediately, but he was very curious about the two thunderbolts just now, and wanted to figure out whether it was a coincidence or something.

Anyway, Huang Ying is like this, it's no fun to escape, it's not a big deal to let her live a little longer, if she can really prove that there is a god, he will pay more attention to what he says and does in the future, so as not to pit himself, which is not a great benefit to him.

Yes, his soul beast Qilin did say that there are gods in this world, and there are many great gods, but he doesn't believe it very much, he wants to see is believing.

However, Huang Ying did not swear again.

Just kidding, she hasn't lived enough, and she's not a brainless fool, if there really is Thor, then she may really be split into scum on the spot.

She didn't want to die, not the slightest.

Therefore, she wanted to fight again, so she didn't rush to swear poison, but how to fight for it?

In her current situation, * is no play, and Long Yaoyao, who has money or anything, doesn't care, and it's even more delusional...... Nothing works, how is that good?

Huang Ying was in a hurry, and her heart was really burning.

But no matter how anxious she was, what was the use? After racking her brains, she really couldn't think of any effective words.

One, two, three......

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Long Xiaoyao was impatient, and with a tilt of his hand, he was about to pour corpse liquid on her: "Accept your fate, right? Okay, Young Master Ben will fulfill you, go and die!"

"Wait!"

"What else do you have to say?"

"Can't you really give me a chance? You know, I'm very good at serving people, frying, cooking, frying, and frying, I'm good at everything! Massage and massage, I have a unique technique! Poetry, calligraphy and painting, I'm good at it! I'm good at piano, I'm good at pipa! Bamboo flute, I'm good at it!"

Hearing this, Bai Ling couldn't help but look at Huang Ying, and said in his heart that you fucking open your eyes and talk nonsense, do you want to force your face? In addition to complaining and seducing men, you are good at kung fu in bed, and you can do all kinds of postures, pat your big * and say, what else are you good at? Oh no, there really is, that is, eating, drinking, and chewing the root of your tongue, you are really powerful, and there are really few opponents.

But Huang Ying didn't look at Bailing at all, with a sincere look, staring at Long Xiaoyao, teary eyes, and continued to talk about it, what to say, desperately pasting gold on his face: "There are many things, I am also very good at them......!" I'm a talent, a rare talent! Let me be a slave for you, you will never suffer, and the benefits will be great! I-"

"You're so good! It's really overkill to let you serve me, and it's too wronged for you. ”

"That's—"

"I think it's more appropriate for you to serve Lord Yama. ”

"You—you—"

"What are you? I'll ask you one last time, did you send the previous poisonous oath? If you don't, then the young master will send you to hell. ”

"You-"

"I'll give you the last three counts to think about it. Three...... Two...... One!"

"I'll send it!" At the moment when Long Xiaoyao finished counting the numbers, Huang Ying hurriedly shouted: "I'll send it!!!"

"Hmph, it's really a toast and don't eat and drink. ”

"I-"

"Less grinding, fast hair!"

"Okay, I'll send it, I'll send it!" Huang Ying took a few deep breaths in a row, and then swore an oath very slowly, and his words were slurred, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

No way, she really doesn't want to die.

However, Long Xiaoyao is not a big fool, how can she fool him by doing this? He was angry when he landed, and couldn't help but grit his teeth and said coldly: "If you are interested, you can send it to me obediently, otherwise I will send you on your way!"

"Don't, don't, don't, just kidding, don't be angry, don't be like me, I'm wrong! I'm wrong?

"Grind again, die!"

"Okay, don't grind, I'll send it now, I'll send it now!" Huang Ying had no tricks, so she could only swear the previous poisonous oath again.

I didn't say it, but this time the words were quite clear, but the speed was still a little slow.

Long Xiaoyao was a little angry, but he didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, after all, her oath was not long, no matter how long she delayed, how long could it be delayed?

As a result, the vow was quickly issued.

Huang Ying was so scared, her body couldn't help trembling, her scalp was numb, and her heart was hanging in her throat.

However, after several breaths, there was no thunder in the sky.

Huang Ying was happy and cried with joy: "Look, people say it's a coincidence, but you still don't believe it." Now—"

"Click!" A bowl of thick lightning slashed down, impartially, right in the middle of the yellow warbler, directly smashing her.

Bai Ling was stunned.

Long Xiaoyao was also startled, and then looked up at the sky, but after looking at it for a long time, he still didn't see anything, so he could only give up, looked down at the big pit that was split by lightning, and said: "There are gods three feet above your head, if you want people to know, unless you don't do it." Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is good reincarnation. If you don't believe it, look up, who will the heavens spare?"