Chapter 167: Yin Wind Gusts
Xia Long's eyelids jumped, and at that moment, anger rose from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his heart, and he opened his mouth to scold, "Your uncle, I want to scare Lao Tzu, I'll fuck you, you can't die, there is a kind of Lao Tzu to come out, see if Lao Tzu doesn't stuff your ass in his mouth!"
At this moment, Xia Long is like a shrew scolding the street, and his momentum is majestic, even if there is a ghost, he has to be scared away.
"How can this be reasonable, you kid is really ruthless enough to let this king gnaw on his ass?" The faint voice sounded again, this time, still from behind Xia Long.
"Who?!" Xia Long was startled, and turned his head suddenly, only to find that there was still nothing behind him, and this time Xia Long was really hairy.
"Made, play Lao Tzu like a monkey, I'll kill you now!" Saying that, Xia Long had an extra talisman in his hand, which was given to Xia Long to express his gratitude when Liu Yijian sent the medicine before.
I used it once on the Night Demon Sect's Tan Yu before, and after breaking the other party's ghost claws in an instant, he has been put in the system by Xia Long as a treasure and regarded as one of his backhands.
This time he was teased by something inexplicable, and Xia Long was furious, and he didn't care about whether it was precious or not, and directly took out a first-order evil breaking talisman.
With the appearance of the Evil Breaking Talisman, Xia Long felt that the cold aura around him had also been dispelled a lot.
After all, it's just an ordinary person buried here, and a low-level evil breaking talisman is enough to deter.
"Damn, what are you kidding, throw it away!" The voice appeared in Xia Long's ears again, sounding a little frightened.
"Throw it away?" Xia Long sneered, "You think beautifully, I'll give you one last chance to show your true body, I can consider letting you live." ”
"You kid is sick!" The other party was a little broken, "This king has always been on your shoulder, calling you so many times, can't you see it!"
On my shoulder?
When Xia Long heard this, he quickly turned his head to look at his shoulder.
Sure enough, on his right shoulder, there was a gecko with the length of his index finger!
What the hell, gecko spirit!?
Xia Long said that it was too late, and raised his hand to slap the evil talisman on the gecko's body.
"You're paralyzed!" the gecko let out a scream, and then fell from Xia Long's body, and fell to the ground, his body trembling as if he had been electrified.
Xia Long crouched down and looked at the gecko that was entangled in the evil talisman, "You're the companion of the blood bat, right?"
"What... Blood... Blood bat, Lao Tzu... No... I don't know. The gecko's trembling voice was faintly refreshed.
Comfortable?
Xia Long frowned, did he hear it wrong?
Just when Xia Long was puzzled, the gecko spirit continued to speak, "Young man, you are a good talisman, it makes this king crispy and numb, it's really enjoyable, is there any more, give this king another one." ”
Well?
Xia Long listened to this, and felt a sense of déjà vu.
"Fuck off, you think you're killing chickens. Xia Long stretched out his hand, pinched the back of the gecko's neck, and lifted it up.
"Hey, hey, what are you kid doing, dare to pull the back of this king's noble neck, who gave you such great courage, you let go of this king!" The gecko spirit was lifted in the air by Xia Long, and he was immediately dissatisfied.
"You call a chicken. Xia Long glared at it, "Say, where is the blood bat hiding?"
"Didn't this king tell you, I don't know any blood bats, and it is not qualified to let this king know. "The gecko spirit is proud.
"Phew, you are a gecko spirit and still claim to be the king, do you want to be ashamed?" Xia Long spat out.
"Fart, who are you scolding the gecko, look clearly, this king is a dragon!" The gecko spirit was furious when he heard this.
"Fuck off, don't insult the dragon here, don't you have a B number for what you look like?" Xia Long said disdainfully.
"Hey, I'll go, you kid let go of this king, this king will take off to the sky now, summon the heavenly thunder to kill you!"
"Less of this. Xia Long stretched out his hand and flicked a brain on the other party's head, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, whether you say it or not, if you don't say it, I'll throw you to my iron." ”
"This king has said that I don't know any blood bats, what do you want me to say to believe it. After being "tortured" by Xia Long, the gecko spirit said with helplessness in his tone.
"Impossible, this cemetery is such a small place, you look down and don't see what you look up to see, how can you not know it!" Xia Long brought the gecko spirit in front of him, "Confess leniently, resist strictly, if you don't say it, I will really take you back and roast it." ”
"It's useless for you to bake this king, this king really doesn't know. The gecko spirit stretched out his front paws and covered his forehead quite humanely, "This king is just hungry and sneaked in to find something to eat." ”
Seeing that the other party really couldn't ask anything, Xia Long was a little disappointed, but for safety reasons, Xia Long took out a jar from the system space and threw the gecko spirit into it.
"Damn, boy, you dare to kidnap this king, you are dead, this king will destroy you with dragon breath!" "The gecko spirit in the jar roared angrily.
"Dragon, you are big, if you make any more noise, I will bury you. Xia Long glanced at the gecko spirit angrily and put it in his pocket.
When Xia Long said this, the gecko spirit instantly shut up, muttering there, and didn't know what he was talking about.
Seeing this, Xia Long didn't pay attention to it anymore.
This gecko spirit looks like an ordinary cultivator, and it is completely lethal except for being able to speak, but Xia Long thinks it is best to take it back and discuss it with the seniors in the group before deciding whether to let him go.
After all, to be able to appear in this kind of place, I can't just listen to his one-sided words, in case this guy is lying to himself, he may be played to death in a minute.
Holding the long sword in his right hand and the evil talisman in his left hand, Xia Long walked towards the depths of the cemetery step by step.
"Strange, isn't it really here?" Ten minutes later, Xia Long had already inspected most of the cemetery, but still found no trace of the blood bat, and couldn't help muttering to himself.
"Cut, what's strange, you're a little foundation building monk, trying to find the blood bat with your spiritual sense, it's a pipe dream. The gecko spirit in his pocket whispered.
"Hey, I'm grumpy. When Xia Long heard this, he was immediately unhappy, "If I am a small foundation building period, then what are you, a weak chicken who can't even beat the foundation building period?"
"Hmph, you know a fart, this king has something wrong in the process of cultivation, and he has suffered a lot of injuries, which has led to a great reduction in cultivation, and when this king recovers his cultivation, he will let you know what cruelty is!" The gecko spirit snorted, "If you don't want to die, let this king out now, and give this king some heavenly treasures... Hey, hey, what do you kid want to do!. ”