The net of the ghost hand rakshasa is like a sword.

How can Xuanhe's heroic righteousness be as tough as cotton, and no matter how sharp the sword is, cut it on the cotton, the power will be like a mud cow into the sea, and the threat will be sharply reduced.

In terms of the consumption of strength alone, the three Xuanhe who relied on Haoran righteousness to resist the attack had a much faster loss of internal breath, so on the whole, the Ghost Hand Rakshasa and the Eight-Armed Yaksha still had the upper hand in the end, but they didn't dare to relax a little, and for some reason they were faintly uneasy.

Soon they found the source of their anxiety, only two of them were fighting against each other, and one was free and idle.

Without the Fire Blade Aban, what will he have planned?

The "idle" Aban did not escape the attention of his opponent, and was also looked at by Xuanhe and Xie Yongchang.

Xuanhe was taken care of by Aban all the way, and secondly, although Xie Yongchang was on the side, Haoran's righteousness was controlled by him after all, and the coercion brought by the heaven and earth net was basically carried by him, even if he had the heart to say a few words, he was powerless to take care of him.

Xuanhe was depressed in his heart, he had no choice, he could only choose to trust Aban, believing that he would have a way to deal with it.

Xie Yongchang was not polite to Aban at all, and asked directly: "The old brother is thinking about a way to get out of trouble?"

Ah Ban said: "Old buddy, you said that the wine in Longyuan Wine House is good wine?"

Xie Yongchang was familiar with Aban's temperament, so he didn't think too much about it, but just followed Aban's words and replied: "After just staying for one night, we tasted all kinds of wine in the wine inn, and many of the wines were mixed with water, and the wine mixed with water was not considered wine." ”

Aban said: "That's naturally not counted. ”

Xie Yongchang said: "The rest of the Fenjiu, Burning Knife, and Hongjiu are similar to those in other places, and they don't have any characteristics. ”

Aban affirmed: "These wines, naturally, can only be regarded as ordinary wines. ”

Xie Yongchang said: "There is only one kind of wine, as soon as the wine is entered, it feels like there is a living creature tumbling and beating on the tip of the tongue, and then this sense of stimulation, from the mouth and stomach, from the stomach and the heart, is tired and sleepy, after a moment of drinking, the whole person is smart." ”

Aban said: "This wine is extremely strong. ”

Xie Yongchang said: "Only spirits are good wine for brothers." ”

Aban said: "Yes, strong wine is good wine. ”

Xie Yongchang said: "This liquor is not only strong enough, but also very distinctive, it is the wine brewed by Longyuan Wine Inn, if it weren't for our stubborn fight with the shopkeeper that night, he would not have taken out this treasure." ”

Aban said: "That old brother still remembers the name of this good wine." ”

Xie Yongchang said with a smile: "I naturally remember, although it is not as good as my brother's alcoholic life, but the taste of 'swimming in the dragon and playing in the water' is really evocative, and I am afraid that it will be unforgettable in this life." ”

Aban said: "Yes, the wine is a good wine, and the name of the wine is better, if you accidentally spill the good wine of this good name, it is a pity." ””

When Xie Yongchang heard this, his eyebrows couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly said: "It's not just a pity, it's a waste, no matter how careless it is, but it does waste the good wine, it is a violent thing!"

Aban was speechless for a while, and he was a little ashamed, because Xie Yongchang said what any good drinker would say.

Xuanhe on the side really wanted to fit into the rhythm of the two old-timers in front of him, but between the words, he still didn't hear a reason from it, he just felt that they were too engrossed in talking, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious.

He also had to wonder if Ah Ban and Xie Yongchang were not as open-minded as he imagined, and now they were taking the opportunity to punish the rude offense that took revenge on him.

After a pause, Aban continued: "I thought so at first, but now I seem to be a little lucky. ”

Xie Yongchang was happy and said disapprerovingly: "Hey, there is still luck after spilling wine?"

Aban said slowly: "If this wine is simply spilled on the ground, it is really a waste, but if this wine is not spilled on the ground, but on the most important place, do you say that this is good luck?"

The conversation between Aban and Xie Yongchang was not loud, but the creatures in the forest had already been disturbed by the fight of several people and fled in all directions, and the two sides were currently fighting each other internally, and there was no noisy sound of blades colliding, so the current situation was quite quiet, and the content of the conversation between the two naturally fell into the ears of the ghost hand rakshasa and the eight-armed yaksha.

Here, Xie Yongchang hadn't taken over Aban's words, but the hand of the ghost hand Rakshasa over there trembled innorantly, and his face changed and changed.

The small movements are difficult for anyone to notice if they are slightly disguised, and the ghostly hand Rakshasa with a blue face can no longer have extra hands to cover.

The eight-armed yaksha stood behind the Ghost Hand Rakshasa and naturally couldn't see the change in her face, but in the face of the two, Xie Yongchang could see her facial expressions.

The face of the Ghost Hand Rakshasa is so blue and gray, even if the green leaves wither and turn yellow, it is not so ugly, but it is a pity that it is a pitiful face, and at this time, it is difficult to enter the eyes of ordinary people.

Xie Yongchang seemed to find the key to Aban's words, and said, "Brother, did you accidentally spill this wine, or did you spill it on purpose?"

Aban said: "To be precise, it was knocked over. ”

Drunkards are not happy without drinking, they will always carry wine on their bodies, most of them use wine bags or gourds to contain wine, whether it is a gourd or a wine bag can hold a lot of wine, compared to wine jugs, wine jars are afraid of bumps, easy to break, wine bags and wine gourds are more easy to carry.

Drunkards must always have wine in their sacs, and when there is a lot of wine, they can drink it in large gulps, and when there is little wine, they will take small sips to satisfy their cravings, in short, the drunkard's sac will not be empty at any time.

Aban is a drunkard, he always has a wine bag wrapped around his waist, and after tasting the "Dragon Playing Water" at the Longyuan Wine House the night before, he asked the shopkeeper for a pot of Dragon Playing Water yesterday morning, and put it in the wine bag.

The crescent-like wine sac should have been sealed by a sac, but at this moment it was sealed by a stone, after seeing this scene, Xie Yongchang had a certain number in his heart, and while moving his gaze back to the ghost hand rakshasa, he said: "The shadowless silk is made of dark iron, and it must not be easy to ignite. ”

Aban said: "Not only is it not easy to start a fire, if there is no refined fire to burn him for seven days and seven nights, it will definitely be difficult to fuse it, only in this way can it be used as a surprise soldier to control the enemy." ”

"If this Shadowless Silk were your weapon, where would you store it so you could use it at any time?"

"A waist is a good choice, but if you want to be ready to fight, wrap it around your arms and hide it in your sleeves. ”

"Dark iron is not easy to ignite, but if the dark iron is contaminated with spirits, is it a little bit, and the iron wire instantly becomes a wire with fire?"

"I don't know, but I'm lucky enough to see it today. ”

"Haha, wait and see. ”

At this point, if there is anyone in the audience who does not understand what Aban wants, it is really a kick in the head to the donkey, and he can't be more stupid.

Aban had deceived the Ghost Hand Rakshasa before, if it weren't for the Ghost Hand Rakshasa who was fast at his feet and not slow in his hands, he would have been captured by Aban long ago.

In order to break free from Aban's entanglement, the Ghost Hand Rakshasa came out with a secret weapon, and the distance was so close, but a secret weapon shot down the wine stopper of the wine sac.

Most of the sacs of wine naturally spilled out, and the wine wet the sleeves of the Ghost Hand Rakshasa clothes, and the shadowless silk hidden in it was naturally not spared.

When tongues of fire burst out of Aban's mouth, the eight-armed yaksha was eager to take off his clothes to wipe the remaining wine stains off their shadowless silk.

It's just that he can't move, if he withdraws his hand, the ghost hand Rakshasa will be unable to support it alone, will the other party take advantage of this gap to break free from the shackles of the net of heaven and earth?

But if they can't stop the fire, might they endure the scorching heat of the flames until help comes?

In the dilemma of choosing between two corners, the net of heaven and earth has become a net of fire in the sky, and the fireworks are like spiritual snakes that circle around the shadowless filament quickly, opening a terrifying bloody mouth and rushing towards them.