Chapter 8: The King of Demon Beasts in the Ghost Forest
Hearing Lord Xuan's words, the monks almost died of anger.
A mouthful of old blood is stuck in the throat, can't go up, can't come down, can't wait to pass out in the next second, out of sight and out of mind.
The fierce old man couldn't stand it anymore, and took two steps forward and said, "Let's just say, is it possible that this group of monks who came to the Ghost Forest for trial are already here?" ”
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Lord Xuan swore and retorted: "These are the same small fish and shrimp that we caught as me, and were bought with 10,000 spirit jade, those darlings of the family, the pride of the sky, maybe where to watch us." ”
"Is that possible..."
Before the fierce old man's words were finished, he was directly interrupted by the Xuan Lord: "No way, if these people can be called Tianjiao..."
Hammer Six pointed to the top of his head, and hurriedly interrupted Lord Xuan's next words: "Ancestor! ”
He put his index finger between his lips: "Be careful with your words and deeds!" ”
"Heh~"
Lord Xuan sneered and didn't speak again, but showed ten out of ten sarcasm.
The major families in the outside world were eager to rush into the ghost forest and beat the Xuan Lord severely, for thousands of years, they had never been insulted by such an act.
It's a shame!
It is comparable to the extent that a god is covered with the soles of his shoes by mortals.
It doesn't hurt, but it's a loss of face.
Immediately afterwards, the next action of the Xuan Lord directly caused them to vomit blood three liters in anger, and the seven orifices were smoking, and they almost returned to chaos on the spot.
Even Mingyu Shangzun, who has always been steady, couldn't help but scold: "Little cub, you wait, wait for you to come out, Lao Tzu doesn't take off your skin, Lao Tzu and your surname!" You'd better pray that you can't get out of the Ghost Forest, little XX cub! ”
I saw Lord Xuan leaning on the hemp bag that she had never left her hand, holding a grass in her mouth, and crossing her legs, like a little gangster facing the monk who was hanging from the tree.
"I said, no, you can call twice, call two to attract some people to replace you on the post, even if you are monks, you just keep hanging upside down, then you can't stand it."
In the face of Lord Xuan's thoughts, the monks chose to close their eyes and pretend to be dead.
They don't want to be embarrassed by going around in circles.
Seeing that they did not cooperate, the Xuan Lord pouted dissatisfiedly, and after careful consideration, she raised her hand and tore off a few rattans and handed them to Mallet Six and the others.
"Give me a little rattan to slap their butts and make them scream. If they don't scream badly, they won't be able to call anyone..."
Lord Xuan pointed to the mallet six and the mallet double whose mouth was sewn behind the mallet six and others: "I'll hang you on the tree too, understand?" ”
The six men nodded like garlic, not thinking that Lord Xuan was joking with them at all.
"You dare!"
The monk hanging on the tree yelled in fright: "You witch, I warn you, if you dare to do this to us, when you get out, our family will not let you go!" ”
"Don't take you to be so insulting, I tell you, when we get out, we will never let you go! Don't think about any of you who helped the witch bully us! ”
"Since neither the left nor the right will make me feel better, then I don't have to be merciful."
Lord Xuan looked at the monks who were glaring at him angrily, and said to the six of them: "Teach you a truth, when you are in power, you must show off your power to the fullest, because you don't know what kind of grandson you will be beaten into when you lose power, do it." ”
The six and the others were not as free and open-minded as the Xuan Lord, I saw them clasping their hands together, and they kept muttering words of apology in their mouths: "Brothers, I'm sorry, we can't help it, we are all eating together, you must not hold grudges." ”
As he spoke, he pulled a rattan down hard.
"Ahh
This rattan is stained with dewdrops, even if they choose the last buttocks, the skin will be open if they smoke it.
There were many monks who couldn't hold back and screamed, this rattan not only abused the body, but the most important thing was also the heart.
For a while, the voices of the six apologies of the mallet and the screams of the monks overlapped, and it was very lively.
Master Xuan was quite satisfied with the fierce old man and said: "Hammer Six is a little bit of music theory talent in his body, and this accompaniment is quite appropriate." Isn't this what you practitioners say, using sharp weapons to do wrong things while using wooden fish to accumulate merit? ”
The fierce old man smiled embarrassedly, he didn't know how to answer, and he didn't understand this person's sophistication.
As for what she has done in the past two days, when she goes out of the Ghost Forest, it will be strange if there is no one to protect her, and she must not be torn apart.
No, she was torn apart and what did it matter to him, she deserved it, she also pulled her grandson's thigh to eat, how could he feel pity for her?
This kind of relationship is too dangerous, and it must be too close to the Xuan Lord, so it has been brainwashed.
Thinking so, the fierce old man unconsciously took two steps back and distanced himself from Lord Xuan.
But none of them noticed, and the blood spilled by the monks on the tree fell to the ground invisibly, and the ground where they were trembled slightly.
After seeing a stick of incense, no monks came, so the Xuan Lord asked the mallet six and them to stop.
She touched her chin and looked at the person hanging a tree, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "The monks who came to the trial shouldn't really be here..."
"Tsk~"
Just when Lord Xuan was still about to complain, she obviously felt the ground under her feet shaking violently.
She immediately put the sack at her feet on her back, and then retreated under the big tree with the fierce old man and the others.
In just an instant, a three-meter-tall Zhu Yan jumped into the open space in front of the Xuan Lord, it slapped its chest fiercely, and roared at the Xuan Lord and the others: "Roar!" ”
The fierce old man's face turned pale: "Yes... This is a million-year-old demon beast, the king of the Ghost Forest, Zhu Yan, run! ”
Looking at Zhu Yan's scarlet eyes, Master Xuan knew that it was the bloody spirit of the monks behind him that attracted this Zhu Yan.
She raised her leg and stomped on the ground, dozens of stones rose into the air, and she kicked them directly into the vines that bound the monks in the tree behind her.
The vines broke in response, and Lord Xuan said, "Run!" ”
As she spoke, she carried the sack and followed the fierce old man back quickly.
But these monks obviously hadn't reacted to this sudden change, and even if they regained their freedom, they were still stunned and didn't know what to do.
As soon as Zhu Yan's big hand grabbed the ground, he grabbed four or five monks, and he directly opened his mouth and sent them all into his mouth.
Frightened, the monks cried: "Help... Help, Moyu Immortal Emperor help! ”