114 Fight with mouths, clothes will fight
"Lao Tzu has a kind, what kind of face do you have to say that Lao Tzu is not a man, you are a green-headed turtle, picking up rags, picking up rags for so many years, not a single kind is left, you are not a man, you are a waste, shouting and killing for a broken shoe, I bah, I am not a fucking man, waste, garbage."
Sun Chaowu's words seemed to have stepped on Quanxiang's sore feet, and he instantly became irritable and fierce, his face turned red, his eyes were red, and he glared at Sun Chaowu angrily, "Who said I didn't, I have, it's Yang Daqiang's bastard, brute, it was he who killed my child, it's him, he deserves to die, Wang Guihua, that old slut deserves to die, they killed my child, I want to cut them with a thousand knives." β
Sun Chaowu knew that he couldn't move, no matter how fierce he was, he was not afraid, and sneered, "Who knows if that broken shoe is your species, such a shameless slut, there are not ten men but also eight, that is, a waste like you will rush to be a pick-up man." β
"Ah...... I'm not going to let you say that about Lily, I'm going to kill you, kill you......"
The two were on the altar, you came and I were fighting, and everyone was speechless for a while.
However, the case was solved, and Quanxiang died tragically because Yang Daqiang's mother and son killed the fetus that Zhou Li might have been Quanxiang's child in her belly, and got Quanxiang's revenge.
Yang Daqiang's mother and son are not innocent, they can only be said to be one report and one report.
As for Zhou Li, what role she plays in it will not be known until the investigation is made.
After a painful burn, Zhou Li began to kill the others fiercely, and the detectives were besieging them, and they had talismans drawn by the old blind man, but they were not very afraid.
It's just that Zhou Li is very powerful, they won't get hurt, but there is no way to take down Zhou Li.
When the two sides were at a stalemate, Rou Tuanzi finally broke free of Qu Yue's hand covering his eyes, glared at Qu Yue angrily, and said with a swaying look in his eyes, old friend, you are so ignorant.
Qu Yue raised his lips and reached out to pinch the bulging cheeks of the dumplings, which felt good.
Tuanzi Laocheng sighed, forget it, the old friend is too naΓ―ve, she doesn't know him in general.
Waving his little chubby paws, "Big, hurry up and catch the dirty, it's late, my aunt's stomach is hungry." β
People who are desperate feel that Tuanzi's words sound a little unfair, why can Tuanzi be so light and light when they fight for their lives, does God have to have a degree of eccentricity, why is the gap between them so big?
I can't say that I have bitterness, I can only swallow it in my stomach, who makes them really incapable.
The old blind man shrank in the corner to watch Sun Chaowu and Quan Xiang scolding each other, and he was happy to see it.
Leng didn't hear that Tuanzi asked him to work again, and he was unhappy, and scolded Tuanzi.
On the face was honest, and he got up slowly.
The ghost looked a little fierce, and he didn't know where to start.
The golden embroidered clothes are windless and automatic on the wooden frame, as if they can't wait to go up to the dry frame.
The old blind man grinds and grinds, and never acts, and he dislikes it so much.
The sleeves brushed the old blind man's face, and without being urged, he ran out and fought with Zhou Li uncomfortably.
Everyone was dumbfounded, a piece of clothing, is it so powerful?
The red marks on the old blind man's face were gloomy, tears of pain were in his eyes, he was angry, he dared to do something to him with a piece of clothing, is there any royal law? Isn't it too indulgent?
The old blind man was unhappy, but he didn't dare to say it, so he could only secretly plot when to clean up the torn clothes.
The golden embroidered clothes are simple clothes, black and white, but they don't know how to calculate and think carefully, and naturally they don't know the calculations of the old blind man.
The fight was good, and the breath on Zhou Li's body made her angry, and she didn't have any strength when she moved her hand.
Zhou Li's mouth let out a beast-like roar and hiss, which was completely unpleasant to the golden embroidered clothes.
Her power comes from the altar, and the power of the altar comes from the blood.
It's just that the blood is limited, and it took most of it when the altar was activated, and the rest, when fighting with the golden embroidered clothes, was rapidly consumed, and it was soon a little overwhelmed.
The altar has a shallow sense of self, and realizes that it may fall into a deep sleep again, so it begins to search for prey on its own.
The man on the altar is the first choice.
Therefore, when the rest of the Sun family watched Zhang Zong save them, and the battle between Sun Chaowu and Quan Xiang reached a white heat, an invisible force invaded him.
A strong feeling of oppression hit without warning, and the blood vessels, flesh, and internal organs all felt as if they were about to burst.
"Ah...... Help, help us. β
Zhang Zong's party and Qu Yue's subordinates were all focused on the fight, but they didn't see anything unusual on the altar.
After hearing the screams, there was still something wrong with it.
It's good, and it doesn't look like there's anything wrong with it.
Subconsciously went to check, and was suddenly dragged by a great suction force, dragged to the altar, fortunately, there was a talisman, which blocked them and broke free. The feeling of powerlessness of being dragged out, after breaking free, is still a little frightened.
In such a situation, ordinary means will not work at all, and everyone can only focus on the group.
Tuanzi blinked and summoned his eldest nephew, "Older sons, go and save people, why are you not conscious at all, you always have to say to your aunt, you are such a big person, you don't have any eyesight, are you because you are beaten less." β
The old blind man vomited blood angrily, and everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, after all, they still had to buy talismans.
"I'm just alone, I have to watch the torn clothes fight, I can't separate myself, they won't be able to die for a while, just wait, what's the hurry."
Tuanzi snorted, "Older son, my aunt is so smart, how can you deceive your aunt, your clothes are dirty and dirty, and you don't let you see it at all, you are lazy, your aunt didn't say anything about you, you still want to lie to your aunt, do you want to be beaten?" β
The old blind man rolled his eyes, little brat, when it should be jingyin, he is as stupid as a pig, when he shouldn't be jingyin, there is her everywhere, it doesn't matter to people, so care about what they do alive or dead, it's annoying.
Pouting and muttering, "I'm just worried about the torn clothes, I'm afraid that if it can't beat that thing, I'll go up and help, who lied to you." It's okay, if you don't look at it, you won't see it, and your kindness is not rewarded. "Lazily and lazily walking to the altar, I have a deep grudge against the dumplings, and it is really a hard life.
Stretched out his hand and poked the altar, the altar wanted to use the same means against the old blind man, but before he could make a move, he was suppressed by a strange force, and just that touch consumed a small half of the blood ability.
The altar did not dare to be careless, and was careful to guard against the old blind man.
The old blind man didn't seem to notice the crisis just now, as if he was playing, and poked it several times, but he didn't feel anything, and he couldn't think of what these people were doing with ghosts crying wolves.
The altar shuddered, trying to reduce the scope of control and concentrate its strength.
The old blind man couldn't poke anything, and the evil-hearted hehe laughed twice, and the black hand like a chicken's paw flipped out the magic seal that had just flashed in his mind, and slapped it on the altar.
The altar shook with a roar, clicked, and broke in the middle.