Funeral Night then cut his finger with a knife and dripped blood on the tiger talisman.

What?

How is it possible? On the silver screen, in, aren't they all written like this? Dripping blood to recognize the Lord, this is the most classic and the most sassy part of the first paragraph, okay?

Sakurako was knocked away, and so was the great monk.

Tang Shishi's movements are really beautiful, and killing people feels like they are doing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Even with a wave of the hand, the problem can be solved, without even the slightest superfluous action.

"Tang Shishi, in the name of the Five Poisons Sect, I order you to stop immediately!"

Useless!

"Tang Shishi, do you know? I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, let's quit the rivers and lakes and live the life of a fairy couple!"

No response!

"Tang Shishi, calm down, I can help you reorganize the Five Poisons Sect. ”

Joke!

“......”

The funeral night has been talking non-stop on BBB, and all kinds of possibilities have been said, but Tang Shishi is still indifferent.

Sakurako was seriously injured, and her blood gauge was almost lowered.

The great monk was playing with the rosary and cursing, and a white silk slammed into his chest, and the rosary was scattered all over the ground.

But the great monk has bones! Even if you want to die, you have to recite the scriptures...... No, it's swearing!

Ximen Shuai smiled, Ge You's lying posture, and the laughter like a star.

"From today on, the martial arts in the east of the city, and even the entire Linqu, will be the world of my Ximen Shuai!"

Indeed, if Ximen Shuai can control Tang Shishi and control the remnants of the entire Five Poisons Sect, he does have the capital to laugh and be proud of the district.

"Funeral night, are you ready for the play? It's your turn to go on stage soon!" asked Ximen Shuai, who was very serious.

"Come on, please wait a little longer!" "The funeral night was also very serious.

The more Simon Shuai looked at it, the more he looked like a smile, he felt that the funeral night was sometimes like a fool, and it was a very cute kind!

"Then you prepare well, I believe your play must be very exciting!"

"I'll try not to disappoint you!"

"Okay! I'll wait and see!" Ximen Shuai doesn't know why he is talking nonsense with him, it should be the victory in his hands, or rather, this is the tolerance that the winner should have for the loser!

Anyway, Simon Shuai thought so.

"Why don't you give me the tiger talisman and I'll give you a good time?" Ximen Shuai's injuries have recovered a lot.

At least now I can stand up, I can still walk, and my eyes are red.

Because the tiger talisman is what he is determined to obtain.

"I'm busy, I don't have time, if you want, come and get it!" The funeral night didn't look at Ximen Shuai, and didn't feel that he was an enemy, just chatted like an ordinary friend.

There is no war, no antagonism, no prejudice, some are just bland, and ordinary friends get along the same bland.

"Okay! I'll get it!"

Ximen Shuai got up, he was not worried about playing tricks on the funeral night, nor was he worried about suddenly letting the dog go on the funeral night.

The absolute strength made Ximen Shuai relax all his defenses, and the absolute strength made him look at the funeral night like a dead dog.

What's so much to fear about a dead dog? Can he suddenly open his eyes and bite you? Or bark at you?

No way!

Ximen Shuai walked confidently, he stretched out his hand, as if using his own.

But...... At the moment when his finger was about to touch the tiger talisman, the funeral night moved, it was teleportation, and this speed could not be compared to even Ximen Shuai.

Then a finger rushed like lightning, and the black gas swirling on the fingertips, although it was very little, although it was undetectable, it was still discovered by the careful Ximen Shuai.

That kind of black gas is really black, very black!

It feels like the mouth of the abyss, the passage of death, or the fear of the unknown.

Ximen Shuai suddenly felt palpitations, panicked, and felt endless danger, more powerful than Sakurako's sword qi, thicker than the great monk's demon robe, it seemed to be ...... It is also more agile than the white silk of Tang Shishi.

At that moment, Ximen Shuai felt as if he couldn't move, as if he was imprisoned by something, even his consciousness.

It's a feeling that no one who hasn't experienced it can experience, it's real, it's sudden, and it can make you despair.

At that moment, everything in your eyes disappears, only a finger falls from the sky, and the black mist lingering around your fingertips can corrode everything, melt everything, and break everything!

Burst......

This terrifying finger finally landed on his chest, and the black mist penetrated through the body, and then entered the dantian along the meridians, like a fire meeting dry firewood, instantly ignited, instantly incinerate, and exploded instantly!

"Ahh

Ximen Shuai felt as if he was crushed by Mount Tai, and there was an indescribable pain all over his body, and the true qi in his body became the best accelerant, the blood light was bursting, the meaning was distorting, and the soul was tormenting!

Pain! Unspeakable pain!

Ximen Shuai can't even tell whether it's real or virtual.

Anyway, he's having a hard time right now!

Bang!

A thunderous explosion began in the body, and then exploded a bloody hole in the chest.

Ximen Shuai flew out upside down, and at the same time saw a strange energy swept from his hand, and then the hand he was holding suddenly disappeared.

Five Poison Orders...... It's gone!

Sakurako closed her eyes, not because she couldn't bear it, but because she was waiting for death.

Because the piece of white silk containing murderous intent was flying towards her, it was extremely powerful, and she could even feel the wind brought by Bai Aya in advance, slapping on her face, body, and even heart like a wave.

"Miss Ben sacrificed for you!" Sakurako thought regretfully, very unwilling, because she was too aggrieved.

At the same time, the great monk also compared his eyes, and if there was no rosary in his hand, he pretended to have a rosary, and if there was no wooden fish in his hand, he pretended that there was still a wooden fish.

His mouth is still chanting (expleting) and turning so fast that you can't even hear what he's saying.

If he drags this goods to scold the street, it is estimated that a hundred aunts are not his opponents.

Bai Aya wrapped around his arm, tightening it tighter and tighter, and even a gurgling sound came out, and I didn't know if it was from the muscles or the bones.

In short, it is a sign of death.

However, in an instant, the white silk wrapped around the neck of the great monk was released, and fresh air was inhaled back into the lungs.

Feel...... It's so easy!

Sakurako's eyes were closed, and the wind brought up by the white silk slapped on her face like a wave, and her slightly fleshy face swayed like ripples.

What a shame!

Didn't anyone take a picture, did you?

Sakurako is worried and entangled.

At this moment, the wind suddenly disappeared, and the piece of white silk that almost resisted her eyebrows was suddenly withdrawn.

The great monk and Sakurako opened their eyes at the same time, and saw Ximen Shuai fall on the wall of the cave, he was very miserable, his heart and mouth were blurred, as if there was a blood hole.

The funeral night also fell, his face was pale, and the blood trough was almost bottoming out, but he still opened his eyes strongly, opened his mouth, and shouted: "Shishi stop, protect me, protect Sakura, protect the great monk, and leave Ximen Shuai!"

Then his neck crooked, and he collapsed to the ground with a pop.

"Dead?"

Sakurako and the great monk said in unison.

(End of chapter)