I'm too tired to pack up my things after moving, and it may be late for the third watch today;

If the third watch is not enough, then the fourth watch will be made up tomorrow!

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Zhang Chuping's face showed a look of embarrassment, and she seemed to be shocked by the sudden action of the Baqi Snake, thought about it, and finally said weakly: "Otherwise, just handle it according to the law and be imprisoned for one year?"

Zhang Chuping is not a real cultivator after all, so he still thinks with normal human thinking.

When the Eight Miscellaneous Snake heard Zhang Chuping say this, he was almost excited as if he was going to kneel down and kiss Zhang Chuping's toes, a year, for the long and almost infinite life of the demon god, it was not much different from a human minute.

What's more, the human prison is simply useless for the Eight Miscellaneous Snake, as long as Mo Tian and the man with the gun are not there, the largest prison on the earth can't control itself.

"A year in prison?" Lin Shaowen smiled and said, "That's a good idea. ”

Lin Shaowen's promise made the Baqi Snake almost smile in his heart, and nodded desperately: "Thank you, aunt, grandma, there are a lot of adults." ”

But Lin Shaowen's next sentence made the Eight Miscellaneous Snake fall directly from heaven to hell: "Then be imprisoned in the Flame Hell for a year, tsk, you are blessed, even if I only stay there for one day, you can stay in it for another year." ”

The Flame Hell, known as the Hell's Crucible, is filled with the fire of condemnation, scorching the souls that fall into it.

I don't know how many years ago, spirits appeared in various parts of hell, and they used the laws of heaven and earth to build the underworld, just like the countries of the human world, and all kinds of hells appeared in the endless underworld. Its number is as great as the sediment of the Yellow River, which cannot be counted.

The vastness of hell far exceeds the limits of human imagination, even Mo Tian can only touch a part of the entire hell wind, but in the wider and unknown part of hell, there are more and more far-reaching secrets.

Legend has it that in the depths of hell, there is a place called the Boundary Mountain, where all the information of hell is recorded, and the key to the gate of the boundary mountain is guarded by Satan, the king of hell.

And the Hades King in the Flame Hell was the demon dragon that Lin Shaowen encountered when he went to find the truth of fire, and the Flame Hell was once regarded as a prison of hell and a place of wandering exile, so when he heard Zhang Chuping say this, Lin Shaowen suddenly thought of this place.

Looking at the expression on the face of the Baqi Giant Snake in front of him from ecstatic to dead, it really made people have to sigh that the feelings were really a magical thing, and Lin Shaowen's heart swelled with inexplicable happiness.

He is also becoming more and more like Mo Tian, he likes to play tricks on people's hearts and make people desperate when they are the happiest! Lin Shaowen secretly said in his heart, hey, hey, I must have been damaged by the demon Mo Tian.

Being imprisoned in the Flame Hell is a punishment worse than death, not only is it necessary to be burned by the fire of judgment every day, but the Hades in the Flame Hell are not vegetarians.

The creatures in hell don't have the so-called same kind of identity, in Hades, the law of the jungle is more tragic than the human world, in the human world, people eat people is to describe the sinister human heart, and in hell, the devil eats the devil is to stay in the literal meaning.

Low-level demons will often become food for high-level demons, and now the strength of the Eight Miscellaneous Snake, which has been greatly damaged, can be described as a great tonic for the Demon Dragon of the Flame Hell, if it is really sent to the Flame Hell, the fate of the Eight Miscellaneous Snake can be imagined.

The gloomy face of the Eight Miscellaneous Orochi let out a miserable cry from his mouth, "No, I don't want to, I don't go to the Flame Hell." The figure was like a black light flying away into the distance, and the Eight Miscellaneous Snake was making its final struggle!

Lin Shaowen looked at the black light that escaped, a trace of disdainful mockery spread in his eyes, raised the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger, and the golden bullet cut through the air, bringing a whistling tongue of fire.

This bullet, which I don't know how many gods and Buddhas have taken their lives, slashed through a tongue of fire in the sky at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, and after the tongue of fire there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and the speed of the bullet was not much faster than the speed of sound.

Almost the next second the bullet left the muzzle, it had already flown in front of the Eight Miscellaneous Snake, although the retreating Eight Miscellaneous Snake had always been on guard against the movement behind him, but it was too late to dodge the golden bullet.

With a roar, one of the snake's head slammed into it, and boom! The snake's head exploded, and the body of the Snake escaped farther with the force of this shot's shock.

Lin Shaowen didn't expect that the Eight Miscellaneous Giant Snake would make such a strong man's broken arm as sacrificing one of his own heads, but in his eyes, the Eight Miscellaneous Giant Snake was just fighting the trapped beast, and the next moment, the golden bullets swayed away like raindrops.

Looking at the roaring rain of bullets, the eyes of the remaining fourteen pairs of snakes revealed despair, and at this moment, a samurai in white robes rushed in front of the Eight Snakes.

The double knives in his hands were as fast as lightning, and in an instant, a dense knife curtain crossed in front of the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes.

"The mystery of the second knife stream. Knife. Sky. Next!"

The attacks of the golden bullets rained down like raindrops, like a flood rising higher than the waves. Every time the blade and the golden bullet collided, ping-pong rang and sparks exploded.

Ichiro Yanagiyama has already seen the power of this golden bullet, this 'knife world' uses the softness of the knife technique, which draws on the Chinese martial arts Tai Chi method of borrowing force to fight, he does not dare to resist the bullet, but is guiding the bullets to hit each other.

But these bullets in the guidance of Yanagiyama Ichiro, in the air non-stop impact, after each impact, the speed will slow down, the trajectory will also change, and finally all the golden bullets in the sky as if lost power fell from the air, and the lost bullets exploded violently, from under the golden bullet shell, revealing dandelion-like tidbits, slowly falling with the wind, falling to the ground, blooming colorful flowers.

Both Yachigo Orochi and Yanagiyama Ichiro were stunned by this scene, and they didn't dare to imagine what would happen if they were shot into their bodies by this kind of bullet?

Thinking of this, both of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Lin Shaowen was a little surprised to see that his bullet could be blocked, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at this warrior.

"It's you?!" Mo Tian and Ichiro Yanagiyama said in unison.

"Do you know?" Lin Shaowen frowned and lowered his gun.

"I don't know. Mo Tian pursed his lips, "This is a smuggler standing on the plane, and he fought with me inexplicably just now, and his knife skills are not bad." ”

Lin Shaowen nodded, he could say the word good in Mo Tian's mouth, then this person's knife skills are definitely remarkable, and the dexterity of blocking his bullet just now is enough to explain everything.

"Hey, battle maniac, get out of the way, there's nothing for you here. Although this person is crazy about fighting, Mo Tian has no intention of killing him.

Yanagiyama Ichiro shook his head, crossed his katana in front of his chest, and said, "My mission here is to take the soul of the Eight Miscellaneous Orochi back to the book, let's shoot." ”

After Mo Tian left just now, Yanagiyama Ichiro hesitated for a moment or chased after him, although he had just fought, he fell down in Mo Tian's hands, but he still had a set of self-created powerful moves that he did not use, but Yanagiyama Ichiro did not expect to come over, and what he saw was the target of his mission, the Eight Miscellaneous Snake.

As a samurai, although martial arts are extremely important to him, credibility is also a belief that transcends life. So Ichiro Yanagiyama pulled out his knife without hesitation.

The two people opposite, Mo Tian's powerful Yanagiyama Ichiro has already seen it, and as for the gun-wielding man next to Mo Tian, he has already understood the bullet he shot just now.

It's just that he has borrowed his strength to fight now, and now his hands are numb, and if he fights head-on, Yanagiyama Ichiro is not sure of winning.

I didn't expect that when I first came to Huaguo, I met such two strong opponents, and sure enough, it was the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Liu Shan Ichiro clenched the treasure knife in his hand, and said to the Eight Miscellaneous Snake behind him in a low voice: "I was ordered to take you back, but now the situation is urgent, I will try my best to drag the two of them later, you just find a chance to escape with all your might." ”

The big snake behind him seemed to have grasped the last straw, and naturally nodded frequently at this decision of Ichiro Yanagiyama.

"So, are you trying to stop me?" Lin Shaowen gently raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at Ichiro Yanagiyama, the surging battle intent in his eyes was like an angry wave.

Mo Tian shook his head on the side, how could he forget, there is also a battle maniac here, Lin Maniac was also the master who broke into the sky and the earth with one person and one gun, back then he was crazy and rushed to the boundary mountain to find Satan to duel, but he didn't expect to meet Mo Tian on the road, not to mention fighting for seven days and seven nights.

From the Nine Shadows Yama Temple to the eighteenth layer of hell, from the Norse Temple to the Egyptian pyramids, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the moon was dark. Although Lin Shaowen's aggressive surname has converged a lot since he changed his career to become a private detective, the aggressive surname in his blood will never fade with time.

Now seeing Ichiro Yanagiyama's gaze with a fighting intent like a knife, for some reason, Lin Shaowen suddenly thought of his past self, and the belligerent blood that was sleeping in his blood was also burning!

Two beastly gazes almost set the air on fire.

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