Su Zimo was carried in the palm of the hand by the big man, like a weak chicken, with no power to resist!

You must know that although his cultivation is completely wasted, the power of his physical body and bloodline is still there.

However, being grabbed by the neck by the big man's five vigorous and powerful fingers, he couldn't move at all, and could only watch himself being carried to the depths of the cemetery!

"How so?"

"Those chains, can't even lock this red-haired ghost?"

"Since you can't lock him, why is the red-haired ghost still staying in this cemetery honestly?"

"Does Master know about this?"

"What is his relationship with this red-haired ghost?"

In an instant, countless confusions surged in Su Zimo's heart, and his mind was in chaos.

In addition, the red-haired ghost was always chattering in his ear, talking non-stop, all of which were inconsequential things, Su Zimo felt that his head was about to explode!

Bang!

Su Zimo was thrown to the ground, and was about to jump up, when there was a loud bang, and a thick chain was already wrapped around his body.

Rumble!

Su Zimo urged the power of the bloodline and fought with all his might!

No movement!

The chain looked rusty, but it was so hard that it couldn't break free.

The power of his bloodline exploded, like a stone sinking into the sea, and the chains did not react at all!

A cold light flashed in Su Zimo's eyes, there was a crackling sound in his body, his muscles and bones sounded together, and his whole body shrank suddenly!

Easy to shrink bones!

Since the positive force could not be shaken, Su Zimo changed his thinking, planning to shrink his body and get out.

God knows what the big man's intentions were in capturing him.

Even if there is no malice, just listening to the constant buzzing of this big man around him, Su Zimo can't bear it.

Unexpectedly, Su Zimo's figure had just shrunk, and the chains on his body had also shrunk, locking his body tightly, without the slightest gap to escape!

"Quack, quack!"

The big man sat on the ground, his eyes flashing with banter, and grinned: "This thing can't lock Lao Tzu, but it's too easy to lock you, you better save some effort." ”

Su Zimo tried again, but he really couldn't break free from the chains, so he could only give up, frowning and looking at the big man.

When he got closer, Su Zimo realized that there was not much flesh and blood on the big man's body, almost only skin and bones remained.

But the skeleton of the big man is huge, and the bones are extremely thick, so he looks burly and tall, and his gestures are full of explosive power!

The body of the big man exudes an inexplicable aura, as if he came from the depths of the ancient wilderness, extremely dangerous!

Inadvertently, Su Zimo would feel a palpitation!

Su Zimo didn't know what the origin of this red-haired ghost was.

He only knows one thing, the red-haired ghost is a complete talker, and he doesn't know how many years he has been holding back, and his mouth keeps pulling and never stopping!

"Doll, you don't know how bitter Lao Tzu is. ”

"This valley is isolated from the world, except for Lao Tzu, only the old bald donkey remains. As a result, this guy actually turned to practicing the Silent Mouth Zen!"

"No matter what Lao Tzu has with him, this old bald donkey has no reaction at all, you have passed so many years, how tormented Lao Tzu is!"

At this point, the big man looked excited, gritted his teeth, and his huge hand was clenched into a fist, slamming the ground.

The stele forest is shaking, and the whole cemetery is trembling!

Su Zimo couldn't help but reply: "Why are there two people, and there is a novice." ”

After saying this, Su Zimo regretted it.

Sure enough, when Dahan saw that Su Zimo actually responded, the whole person became even more excited, his eyes lit up, and he sat down in front of Su Zimo.

"When I got up with this bald donkey, Lao Tzu was angry. ”

"This bald donkey fell from above eight years ago, it was good at first, honest, and he ran to the backyard every day to bring food to Lao Tzu and chat with Lao Tzu......

"As a result, in less than half a year, this bald donkey will not come, which is really hateful!"

The big man was full of grievances and complained.

Su Zimo secretly thought in his heart: "Senior Brother Mingzhen can last for half a year, and he is really a person with great perseverance!"

"Monk, you can't learn from those two bald donkeys. ”

"Chatting with Lao Tzu is definitely indispensable to your benefits!"

Su Zimo only felt that his head was groggy, and he didn't care what good it was at this time.

If he hadn't been bound by chains, he would have fled and never set foot in the backyard again!

......

In the east, a hint of fish belly white gradually appeared.

In the chatter of the big man, the night passed like this.

Dahan sighed with emotion and said: "Time flies so fast, Lao Tzu is just a little bit." ”

Dahan turned his head and looked at Su Zimo, and was suddenly startled, and asked in surprise:

"Hey, monk, why are your eyes dark?"

"So much bloodshot in your eyes?"

"Your face is not very good-looking, is it a little blue, you won't be poisoned by corpses, right?"

"Eh, the muscles in your face are twitching, are they cramping?"

Su Zimo was so angry that he rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

Syllable!

Dahan slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "Lao Tzu knows, monk, didn't you rest well last night?"

"Hugh...... Rest?"

Su Zimo resisted the urge to knock the big man away with a punch, kept grinding his teeth, and two words popped out between his teeth.

I'd rather let him fight with the Heavenly Pride of the Northern Regions for three days and three nights, and he wouldn't want to listen to another word from the Great Han.

This red-haired ghost is simply a demonic existence!

"Look at it, look at it, you monk, you have a big temperament, what are you doing with such big eyes?"

"Do you have any grievances, let's come out, don't hold back!"

The big man patted Su Zimo's shoulder and said earnestly.

Su Zimo gasped and lowered his head, only to feel dizzy for a while, his limbs were weak, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

In the eyes of the big man, a strange light flashed.

I saw him beckon, and under the flowers and plants not far away, a broken bowl full of dew flew over.

The nail of the big man's index finger poked out half an inch slightly, flashing with a cold cold light, and lightly scratched it on his thumb.

A thin wound appeared on his thumb, and a wisp of blood flowed out.

This wisp of blood, very little, not even one-ten-thousandth of a drop of blood, fell into the dew of the broken bowl and quickly melted into it.

The dew was still clear, and there was nothing unusual to be seen.

This series of movements is extremely subtle and too fast.

The moment Dahan took the broken bowl, the index finger and thumb were parted, and the wound on the thumb had just surfaced, and it had already healed, Su Zimo lowered his head and didn't notice it at all.

The big man took the broken bowl in his hand, came to Su Zimo, handed it over, seemed to be smiling, and his voice suddenly became a little weird, full of bewitchment.

"Monk, you're tired all night, drink some water. ”

This night, although Su Zimo didn't say much, he was really physically and mentally exhausted, looking at the clear water in front of him, he felt a dry mouth.

In addition, his head is dizzy now, he is not awake at all, and he doesn't think too much, so he takes the broken bowl and drinks it up.

(End of chapter)