I rushed over to the oil wolf's son while he was screaming, and then, at the risk of my hand being bitten off, grabbed him by the mouth, shoved the pine branches between his mouth, stretched his mouth open like a crowbar, and then grabbed his tongue!

With a tongue, it is impossible for him to shut up again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The strength of the oil wolf is very great, I half rode on him, like riding an untamable wild horse, swaying from side to side, although I grasped the tongue in my hand, and saw his throat, but I could not put the conch with five xins in my hand into the mouth of the oil wolf.

At the critical moment, Zhao Haipeng finally got up, panted, and ran over.

At the last moment when the oil wolf was about to get out of control, he took the conch in my hand, reached out and dug out the five xins inside, and stuffed it into the oil wolf's mouth!

Two people, one rode his body, desperately dragging his tongue, and the other pressed his mouth, never giving him a chance to spit out something, Lao Zhao also took advantage of the situation to pour immortal brew into it, and then pressed it fiercely.

In the eagerness of the two of us, those evil yang things finally had a part...... into Wang Ruifeng's stomach.

In the painful and difficult stalemate, I felt that the child's body was shrinking sharply, and he was no longer as strong as he was just now, although he could barely hold it by the two of us big men, it was completely impossible to break free of our arms, let alone spit out what he had eaten.

Then, the two of us noticed that the black qi around Wang Ruifeng was slowly dissipating, his eyes had changed from red and bloodshot to normal, and his nails and fangs had begun to fall off, gradually returning to his adult appearance.

The oil wolf was temporarily suppressed.

Seeing this, I was overjoyed, and at the same time asked Zhao Haipeng: "How to fix it now?"

Zhao Haipeng said firmly: "After he is completely weakened, I can force out the things in his body!"

Reflexively, I asked, "With your glutinous rice?"

Zhao Haipeng nodded, and then said: "Those are not glutinous rice, those are the 'buying soldiers' of the Yin soldiers." ”

After speaking, Zhao Haipeng let go of Wang Ruifeng, stood up, and went to the ground to find his scattered rations, while I continued to ride on Wang Ruifeng, who was gradually declining, to prevent him from suddenly counterattacking.

In the fierce battle just now, Zhao Haipeng's soldiers and rations were scattered everywhere, but after unremitting efforts, he still found some, and then ran over excitedly and showed them to me.

In the palm of his hand, there are only ...... A grain of rice?

I was surprised, stunned, and then asked, "Is it just a top one?"

Zhao Haipeng nodded and said, "It's a little less, but it will definitely work, you help me put his head up, I'll come." ”

While talking, I cooperated with Zhao Haipeng to raise the child's head, and pulled off the saliva from his mouth, and asked Zhao Haipeng to feed him rice.

It is also interesting to say that Zhao Haipeng did not put the grain of rice into the child's mouth, but put it into the nose when the child raised his head.

"Put it in your nose?" I was surprised.

Zhao Haipeng nodded and said: "That's right, the nose has breathing, it is easier to let rice into the human body, and it doesn't matter if this rice enters the esophagus or not, as long as it is ......"

As Lao Zhao spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and covered the child's mouth and nose, and then he ordered me loudly and firmly, don't let go of the child's hands for a while, no matter how the child moves.

After I nodded, Lao Zhao and I held down the child like executioners on the ancient execution ground.

At first, for a short time after being held down by his mouth and nose, the child was still very calm, but after about ten seconds, he began to tremble all over his body, although the tremor was not as powerful as the oil wolf's counterattack, but it was also very difficult to subdue like a catfish turning over.

In our sweaty face, Zhao Haipeng calmly covered the child's mouth and nose, and then said to me: "Don't let him move, that thing is about to come out, come out!"

Just as he spoke, I suddenly saw strange changes in Wang Ruifeng's body.

Under the watery moonlight, Wang Ruifeng's Chiguoguo's body twitched rapidly, his shoulder, which had been injured by Zhao Haipeng earlier, began to bleed, and his lower abdomen bulged like pregnancy.

Then a lot of black juice came out of the child's mouth and lower anus, and the legs were constantly straightened and stretched, as if they were ...... The rhythm of having a baby?

I haven't seen what it's like to have a child, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is something in Wang Ruifeng's stomach that wants to climb out, and the route to climb is not up, but down.

In that extremely heavy scene, Zhao Haipeng and I endured the feeling of vomiting, watching the child's belly get bigger and bigger, and the bulge moved down the anus little by little, until the final......

"Touch!", a black "ball" was discharged by Wang Ruifeng.

I couldn't tell what the black ball was, but it was so fishy that it was rolling fast, and it was like a "little whirlwind" that kept scurrying around the pine branches, seeming to ...... Want to escape?

As soon as he saw that the ball was about to escape, Zhao Haipeng's face became embarrassed, and then he hurriedly told me: "This is the oil wolf, let's catch it quickly!"

Hearing this, I didn't dare to slack off, but as soon as I got up, I felt a tearing pain like pulling all over my body, and I could barely move a bit.

And in that kind of sequelae-like pain, the bamboo poem in my head gave me a clear signal of "buzzing", which seemed to be a comfort, but more ...... The hunger for revenge.

With that signal, I grinned, and then said to Zhao Haipeng, who was about to get up: "Old Zhao, don't move, this thing...... My knife wants to eat. ”

My words, Lao Zhao didn't react to what they meant, but this ...... It does not hinder the action of bamboo poems.

Just as I was about to finish speaking, the little whirlwind ball of black flesh suddenly scurried and touched a pine tree, which was large but also trembled slightly.

And the "coincidence" is that the top of the tree actually has a Hui family kitchen knife thrown up by the oil wolf...... Bamboo poems.

Because of the faint collision, the bamboo poem fell like a fallen leaf, and although the black ball dodged, it was still hit by the kitchen knife with a cold light.

The blade broke, and a cloud of blood mist erupted from the black-haired flesh like an explosion, forming specks in the moonlight, real and imaginary pictures, splashing, spreading, and disappearing......

In that "picture", I suddenly saw a little girl of seven or eight years old, holding a four-clawed monster with her teeth, devouring and tearing.

With such a very strange and "accidental" bloody method, the sword spirit completely ate the oil wolf.

The fleeting "picture" made me and Zhao Haipeng stunned at the same time, and when everyone reflected, the blood mist was gone, and only the black thing remained.

Through the moon, I finally saw what it was.

Under the blade of Zhu Shi, a huge dead mouse the length of a human arm was shattered into the skull. From the broken mouth of the sword spirit, I could see that the mouse only had bones and fur, and even the brain was empty, as if it was a ...... that had been soaked for many years Specimen. (To be continued.) )