I was secretly overjoyed.

I didn't expect the defeat to come out on its own!

With my slapping motion, the black gas and the big snake collided in pairs.

Miraculously, the black qi I emitted also transformed into the shape of a snake.

After a few games, the leaky snake actually couldn't do anything to my pirated snake of defeat.

It retreated layer by layer, and its whole body seemed to be covered with shower holes, constantly splashing.

My body is getting more and more relaxed, even if my palm is completely numb by the hilt of the knife, I can't stop at all!

Looking at the lively neighborhood, there was a sound from the mouth.

Every time I shoot, they cooperate~! A throat.

What a familiar voice~ It has been with me for many years of wind and rain, and I will never forget it, and I can remember it from time to time!

I knew they couldn't understand what I was doing.

I read the mantras in my heart.

Soon.

The posture of swinging a kitchen knife is more like playing table tennis without a physical object to them.

Badminton.

Hello.

I can't stand the fact that there is a reference on the scene, Uncle Zhang.

I'm fighting snakes from a distance.

Every time the snake body breaks a blister bead, Uncle Zhang's back waist will snort~! Squirt out a rod of water.

In less than two minutes before and after, Uncle Zhang's back was stunned and had a sense of déjà vu of a fountain.

The human imagination is endless, and the more you can't see it, the more amazing it feels to them!

Whenever I waved my arms together, Uncle Zhang howled again, and the water column on his back waist slammed into the sky......

The onlookers were naturally amazed.

'it out!

I saw that the black qi I emitted gradually dissolved.

The bead snake was also as thick as an arm, and the water was turned into a thin stick.

I stomped my feet on the spot and slapped again, "One person pulls the bow, ten thousand people are shocked, one arrow breaks through a thousand arrays, this poison is unstoppable, urgent as a law!!"

Bang!!

The stick hit the blade.

A trail of blood was left on the wrapped white T-shirt.

Instead, it bounced back to Uncle Zhang's waist like chopsticks.

To put it more vividly, it is like an earthworm, snapping into Uncle Zhang's waist, squirming slightly, silently.

"See? Mr. Firefly's white cloth wrapped in a kitchen knife is stained with blood!"

There was another commotion among the onlookers, and Sister Ami covered her heart and nodded, "Yes! She obviously cut the air, there will be blood on it, hey, Uncle Zhang is saved! You can see if the stuff in his back is gone!"

I closed my eyes and relaxed.

Thank you in my heart.

Thank you for the ancestors, and thank you for the technique.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that medicine leads to immortals, and Zhu Youshu is to cure patients through blessings, spells, charms and other methods.

Today I can apply it, and my body is indescribably comfortable.

The black gas emitted is telling me very intuitively.

The recent accumulation of defeat has been emptied.

I can't thank you enough.

But if it's a snake head, it's better to say that I'm cutting a snake's head.

It's also a bit of a scratch for its sassy appearance.

Jumping up and trembling all over.

It's uncomfortable to look at.

I want to blast it.

It's a pity that I don't know martial arts or anything.

The kitchen knife is not in order.

Frying pans can all be waved to the same effect.

I really have to learn kung fu when I go back.

If you don't connect two flips in the middle of the way, you can do a few moves, and it feels unprofessional.

Well, I have a showdown, and deep down I want to be a handsome gentleman.

Fight evil spirits.

You have to be stylish.

"Old man!!"

sheet

Auntie's crying drew my attention.

When he opened his eyes and looked over, Uncle Zhang had fainted.

It's normal.

Whoever is in so much pain will get dizzy.

The key is that this is not a pain that will be over all at once, every time I shoot it, it is a hammer in the air for Uncle Zhang.

With this level of pain, it is not good to give Uncle Zhang anesthetic in advance.

100% of the time I had to wake him up.

Dead and alive.

When the last beat fell, the piercing dragon turned into an earthworm, which was considered to be saved by Uncle Zhang.

He could faint with peace of mind.

After approaching and checking, the towering blisters on Uncle Zhang's back waist were all gone.

Left with a layer of red ringworm, a bit like patches of pimples.

Although it still looks watery, you can see the skin as it is.

At least it's not as infiltrating as the peaks on the side of the ridge.

It's just that Uncle Zhang's appearance is too miserable.

After all the blisters on his back were deflated, the pus that flowed out made his clothes and pants soak, and they were still soaking wet.

This is autumn, the old people are afraid of the cold and wear more, eighty percent of them have autumn pants, which are transparent inside and out, and the pus even flows to the upper of the shoes, which is enough to see how overdeveloped and itchy the previous blisters are.

"Girl, my old man......"

Aunt Zhang looked at me with teary eyes, "He can't have any sequelae."

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhang is in pain, and he'll be fine."

On some levels, coma is not a bad thing.

Do you think that if you hit the evil and see something hanging in front of you, do you want to talk about it, or do you want to faint on the spot and let this article quickly turn over?

A leap of thought.

Yes.

There is also a great god who can't see blood at the scene.

Didn't Liu Xiaowen faint just now?

Sideways look at him.

I was amazed.

Good guys.

The compound really gave him plenty of room to dodge.

Liu Xiaowen stood directly under the corridor of the East Building to watch remotely, not only that, but he also buttoned up the pair of big headphones, put on a pair of big sunglasses, and he was wearing a very loose hoodie, and the hat was also covered on his head.

The whole face really didn't show anything, and it was very foreign-styled and fully armed.

Seeing Uncle Zhang fainting, Liu Xiaowen walked over slowly, and the smile on the corner of his lips still showed disdain. Look at the book

The other two didn't hide much.

Li Mufeng has a helmet to block the "rain", which is also improved, and a small umbrella can be held up on it.

It's like a mushroom growing on top of your head.

As soon as the shape came out, I didn't care about Li Mufeng's expression at all.

Full of talent.

Qian'an was stained by the rain and dew, but his face was blocked behind his bangs, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Retract your gaze.

I chatted with Aunt Zhang again.

Should I say it or not, Aunt Zhang still touched me very much.

I compared it just now, and Uncle Zhang was in pain again, and people were very out of control under the severe pain.

Uncle Zhang was about to collapse every minute, pushing the chair back and forth.

Aunt Zhang was afraid that he would fall, so she hugged him by the shoulder.

I didn't let go of my hand the whole time.

The feelings of the old couple made me very moved by outsiders.

"Girl, do we need to go to the hospital again when we get home?"

Aunt Zhang asked, "Or are you going to give us some medicine or something?"

Dispensing this ......

It's a bit over-the-top.

"Aunt Zhang, it's okay for you to take Uncle Zhang to the hospital to recuperate, but it's ......."

I hissed, my brow still tingling.

What does it mean?

Could it be this "snake."

Is it possible to come back from the dead?

"What's wrong?"

Aunt Zhang noticed the change in my expression, "Girl, haven't you removed the root yet?"

"Don't worry, I'll put another layer of talisman on Uncle Zhang."

I said and looked at Uncle Xiaolong, "Uncle Xiaolong, please help me get a glass of water, just clean water."