Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Blessing of the Underworld
The man stretched lazily, twisting his hands and feet all in unison, looking very strange. Feng Lijiang and the others were also dumbfounded.
After twisting his body for a while, he searched in the pocket of his clothes, and found a pack of cigarettes, which had long been moldy and rotten, he looked at the cigarette case with great disgust, or took out a stick and put it in the corner of his mouth, and searched up and down his clothes, as if he did not find what he wanted, so he looked like Feng Lijiang, and asked lazily, "Xiao Feng, did you bring a lighter?"
This person's voice is so familiar, I finally recognized it, it was none other than Zhu Wuying. During this time, they were together every day, and they had long accepted his appearance as a beggar in the waste fire hell, and suddenly changed his face, and I really didn't recognize it. There was also a feeling of amazement in my heart, it turned out that such a person was tortured into that appearance in the Waste Fire Hell.
Feng Lijiang's hands trembled slightly, and his voice was still sonorous: "Zhu Wuying, you traitor!"
Another traitor, I saw Feng Lijiang scolded twice, Hu Qianshu and Zhu Wuying, they were traitors when they opened their mouths.
Zhu Wuying smiled and said, "Don't talk about traitors, Xiao Feng, let me ask you, is it your bad idea to build my body inside the wall?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed out the hole in the wall.
I knew that Zhu Wuying's body was not in these coffins, but in the wall, and Wang Men built him inside the wall. I was overjoyed and shouted, "Mr. Zhu."
Zhu Wuying glanced at me and asked, "Is there a lighter?"
I don't usually smoke and don't have a lighter with me, but I know that in the basement where the coffin is kept, a candle can be lit in the quiet running water to make a fire. So he told him where the candle flame was.
Zhu Wuying did not delay, one turned over and landed by the flowing water, picked up a candle, lit a cigarette, and began to swallow clouds and spit. He took a sip and said disgustedly, "The cigarette has been sitting for twenty years, and the musty smell is too strong, and the musty smell is too strong!" After looking at the people in Wangmen, he said to himself, "It seems that you won't give me a cigarette if you have it, so you might as well smoke your own."
Feng Lijiang looked at his appearance, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhu Wuying, what do you want?"
Zhu Wuying said slowly, "Wait a minute, Xiao Feng, don't worry, finish smoking this cigarette." As he spoke, he held up the lit cigarette and signaled that there was still a section left to finish.
Everyone watched Zhu Wuying smoke cigarettes, and Zhu Wuying snorted one by one unhurriedly, while smoking, he kept twisting his body, and said, "This bone has not moved for too long, and I still have to move my muscles and bones."
At this moment, Feng Lijiang was very jealous of Zhu Wuying, and he didn't dare to attack easily.
Zhu Wuying looked himself up and down, and said, "Xiao Feng is still good, my body is so well preserved, it hasn't broken down, it took a lot of effort."
After hearing this, Feng Lijiang snorted fiercely.
Zhu Wuying finally finished smoking a cigarette, threw the cigarette butt into the crystal clear water, stood up, looked at Feng Lijiang, and said, "I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, Xiao Feng has become a greasy uncle." As he spoke, he laughed, and after laughing, he continued, "When you see Senior Brother, it doesn't matter if you don't call it, it's always a traitor and a traitor, are you calling Master?"
Feng Lijiang said angrily: "You traitor, I am here today, and I will never let you out of this door!" Either you go back, or we both die here."
Zhu Wuying looked at the coffins around him, and said slowly, "So if you want to die, are these coffins for you?"
Feng Lijiang said viciously, "Since you don't want to go back, I'm going to fight to the death with you." That being said, his feet were retreating step by step, and the twenty or thirty people he was carrying also followed his steps and retreated little by little.
Zhu Wuying looked at this scene, laughed contentedly, moved his eyes to me, and said, "Won't you run yourself?"
I shook my head vigorously and said, "I can't lift a little strength because of the 'broken, the word is broken' God, and the 'qi'."
Zhu Wuying shook his head helplessly and said, "How did you learn 'Breaking Yuan', 'Yuan Control Technique, you can crack it.'"
It suddenly dawned on me that the "Yuan Control Technique" was originally to control other people's "qi" and "god", and it was the same as the "breaking" spell of Feng Lijiang, although I had not learned the technique of Feng Lijiang, but the two methods were connected. Retrograde "Yuan Control Technique" is the way to crack it. As for whether it can succeed or not, it depends on how much "Qi Training" Feng Lijiang used when he "broken" me, and whether my "Qi Training" can restrain him.
I retrograde the "Yuan Control Technique", reversed the three hundred and forty-three changes, and suddenly a wave of "Qi Training" surged up, and the strength of my body was instantly restored. Seeing that everyone around him was defenseless, he used the "Ascension Technique", and flashed to Zhu Wuying's side.
When Feng Lijiang saw that I had escaped, he did not chase after me, but retreated step by step.
Zhu Wuying watched me break free from the restraints, clapped his hands and laughed: "Well done, talented!" Blinking his eyes at Feng Lijiang and the others, he saw that they were twisting and pinching, and kept retreating, and said anxiously, "Xiao Feng, do you want to fight?"
Feng Lijiang sneered and said, "If you want to fight, of course you have to fight, let's go out and fight, don't fight bad things here."
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