Looking at Situ Qing's appearance, I knew that she was waiting for the human head to come out of the corpse.

I'm a little curious, whose head is this head?

Was it the man's back hand that he had left in the corpse, or was it the man who had killed him?

"Chen San, lend me the needle!"

When the forehead of that head was about to squeeze out of the navel of the corpse, Situ Qing suddenly spoke.

"Oh!"

I didn't hesitate, and immediately took out the needle and handed it to Situ Qing.

Situ Qing picked his fingers, smeared the blood on the tip of the needle, and slowly squatted down, staring at the corpse.

"Poof!"

The next moment, the forehead of that head finally squeezed out of the navel of the corpse, and there was a muffled sound.

The moment the forehead came out, the whole head was brought out, and Situ Qing took the needle at this moment, and quickly poked twice on the two eyes of the head.

After two strokes, the head floated above the corpse like a headless fly, and its long, dark and wet hair curled back and forth, as if trying to find the person who had hurt her.

"Head down!"

Looking at the woman's head that came out of the navel of the corpse, Mr. Mover slowly spit out three words and sighed: "It's so ruthless!" ”

I glanced at Mr. Mover, but said nothing.

If Liu Ling Tongzi was here at this time, he would definitely ask Mr. Mover, is he more ruthless than him?

"Worse than me!"

As if seeing what I meant, Mr. Mover nodded, and said indifferently: "Compared with this one, I am undoubtedly a small thing!" ”

"Let's put it this way, the human life in my hands can't catch up with one-tenth of this one!"

"If nothing else, there are no less than a thousand people who fly down and die at his hands!"

Mr. Mover said with emotion.

I didn't say anything, if Mr. Mover hadn't lied, this person was definitely not a domestic person.

In China, even Mr. Mover would not dare to kill people like this.

"These insects are dead!"

After Mr. Mover finished speaking, he glanced down at the corpse and said lightly.

At this time, the corpse was already skinny and bone-covered, only a layer of skin was still wrapped on the body, and there was no trace of blood in the broken neck of the neck, replaced by a pile of worms.

Situ Qing still didn't move, but held the needle, staring at the human head with a woman's face, not knowing what he was thinking!

"Damn, I didn't catch up!"

At this moment, Liu Lingtong's voice sounded.

"Chirp!"

Then came the echo of the monkeys.

"That guy is too fast, and he lost his spine in the middle, leaving only one head left!"

The willow spirit boy said as he came to us.

"it!"

Seeing the human head hanging above the corpse, Liu Ling Tongzi pointed and said, "What's going on?" ”

"The head is down, the one who remains in the corpse!"

Situ Qing said lightly; "Now we can handle it, and it's up to her to catch that head in a while!"

After speaking, Situ Qing took out a match, lit it and threw it on the corpse.

The moment the corpse touched the fire, just like the nine corpses before, it burst into flames.

When the fire was lit, the flames flew upwards and ignited the strands of hair.

As soon as the hair burns, it stretches out in all directions, trying to protect the face from being ignited.

Situ Qing still didn't mean to do anything at this time, just when his hair burned out and was about to burn to that face, Situ Qing shot out like lightning, picked out a needle, and picked out a face.