Chapter 42: Life in Danger
"You're in such a good mood, what is there that makes you laugh?" There was a boiling cauldron in the stone chamber, and it was from this cauldron that the sound came from this cauldron.
"Do you say that destroying the Soul Jade is something to be happy about?" the man in black couldn't help but raise a few points in his smug voice.
"And the soul jade! you...... You've really ruined it?!" The voice was unusually surprised and incredulous, and the original sound had some substance, and it was no longer so ethereal.
In other words, if you hadn't sealed the demon soul with the soul jade, you wouldn't have been able to split the demon soul in two, and now you will soon have your own entity, and maybe you can swallow your body in the future. The man in black smirked.
"Haha...... If what you say is true, I will definitely swallow my essence, and I will be able to get rid of this day after being a shadow for so long. ”
The stone cauldron, which was constantly boiling, continued to overflow with red blood in the cauldron due to the excitement in the voice, and the entire stone chamber was suddenly filled with a bloody stench.
The red blood light in the stone cauldron reflected the face of the man in black, and his eyes reflected a strange light, with bloodlust and impetuousness. "Hahaha......"
The two different laughter have an inexplicable harmony when you listen closely, attracting each other...... After listening to it for a long time, it seems to be completely blended into one place, becoming the same sound.
Mo Ziqian threw the iron chain in his hand on the ground, he found a relatively smooth stone and sat down, staring at the unconscious Zhou Tong with his hands against his chin, the light in his eyes was complicated and intertwined, and his delicate and heroic eyebrows were tightly frowned together.
"Why? Why does the Moon Viewing Daoist take a fancy to you instead of me? In terms of qualifications, I don't lose to you, or is it because you are the master chosen by the Soul Jade? Hehe...... That's really what makes me fall short of you. However, the Soul Jade has now been shattered into a pile of powder, and you no longer have the bargaining chips to surpass me, I believe that the Moon Viewing Dao Master will not pay attention to you anymore!" Mo Ziqian said this, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.
After a while, there was a sudden faint anger on his face. "Zhou Tong, I don't understand why you didn't tell me in the first place? You know what? Your magnanimity will not make me want to be grateful to you, it will only make me hate you more! Your tolerance will only make me feel ugly when I am jealous. ”
Mo Ziqian stood up, walked to Zhou Tong's side and squatted down, pulling him up unconscious. Mo Ziqian didn't care whether Zhou Tong heard his words or not, and sneered: "As long as you never return to the Moon Viewing Dao Chief, I can spare you from dying! Hehe...... I'm alone!" he laughed foolishly, and slowly reached into his bosom with his left hand, and when he pulled it out, there were four more long, sharp silver cones in his hand.
Mo Ziqian's eyes showed a fierce light, and his right hand lifted Zhou Tong, who had fallen to the ground, and pressed it against the wall, and the four silver cones in his left hand quickly pierced into the joint acupuncture points of Zhou Tong's hands, wrists and feet.
In fact, Mo Ziqian's approach is no different from killing Zhou Tong, the four silver cones he pierced into Zhou Tong's limbs have a different origin, and the production method of these four silver cones is to use two hand bones and two leg bones of a person, this person must have experienced hatred, sorrow, poison, and anger before death. These hand and leg bones are also stored in the polar ice cave for 9981 days, and then mixed with high-purity silver powder and then put into a kiln to make them. Two silver cones made of hand bones are inserted into the wrist, and the other two silver cones made of leg bones are inserted into the foot joints, which not only fixes the hands and feet, but also prevents blood circulation in the body.
As soon as these four silver cones pierced Zhou Tong's body, his body couldn't help but twitch, and his pale face, which had lost too much blood, was like a blank sheet of paper at this time. The miserable wound on Zhou Tong's chest, the gurgling blood slowly coagulated, and these coagulated blood gradually formed a thin layer of frost. These thin layers of frost quickly covered Zhou Tong's entire body, and he almost turned into an ice sculpture.
Mo Ziqian smiled wildly, admiring his masterpiece with satisfaction. He turned his head to look at the dandelion lying on the ground, "Oh! I almost ignored the other one, hehe...... Don't worry, I won't part with you, you'll always be here with him!" Then, he walked over and stuffed a pill in Dandelion's mouth.
He took one last look at the man and beast before leaving the bluestone cellar satisfied.
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