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Chapter 113: The Dumb Eats Coptidis

"Brother, I.%&*";." Gui Qi didn't know how to answer. What did I see? The sky was filled with flying sand and rocks. Countless bricks and rubble exploded in the air. The bloody vortex was like a tornado, raging everywhere.

!

The air, under the night sky, was filled with the pungent smell of stone powder and the disgusting smell of blood. But at this moment, Ximen Qing was missing?

Grass, bad, where are the people?

Gui Qi looked at the scene in front of him coldly, and suddenly felt the soles of his feet getting cold. Master, please don't die. If you die, I won't live long!

"Brother, where is the young master?"

"F*ck, you're fucking asking me, who am I asking? Gui Qi, you're not going to achieve anything, but you're going to fail! You said you're not good at what you're doing, you have to get a broken knife."

"Grind scissors to kill kitchen knives! Brother, this profession is actually not bad. Once you are good at it, you can earn a few oceans a day!"

"Shut the hell up, you are so stupid. It's time for you. You are still acting like this. Are you a bit promising?" Shangguan Yinuo grabbed Gui Qi's collar and said angrily: "You little bitch."

Son, if you hadn't caused these things, would you still be in such trouble now? Why don't you fucking wake up? Ah? Ah? Ah?"

"Brother, shit, do you think I'm thinking about it? If this knife could be smashed, I would have sold the scrap metal for soda!"

"Fuck, look how promising you are, and you're still killing the god of death. If you want to drink it, let's drink Coke!'

Damn it, brother, you are awesome and you are good at it, I am convinced!

Gui Qi was speechless and let Shangguan Yinuo grab his collar. If you dare, you could throw me to death! If you don’t have the ability, don’t pretend to compete. There will be a price to pay for pretending to compete! Damn, bah!

"Brother, I admit that I can't beat you. It doesn't matter. Now seems like it's not the time to talk about this, right?" Gui Qi reminded him.

Yes, the young master's safety is the most important thing now!

Shangguan Yinuo let go of Gui Qi's thug and looked at the scene a hundred meters before him, not knowing what to do!

At this time, in the night, the stars seemed to dim and the wind became lighter. However, a hundred meters ago, there was only the whirring sound of the bloody whirlpool. That deep whirlpool seemed to be able to swallow everything in the world.

It can destroy and crush. The uncontrollable bloodthirsty impulse is getting stronger and stronger. At this moment, there is nothing within a hundred meters of the bloody vortex! As for Ximen Qing, there is no one left alive.

, dead without a corpse!

Damn it, this is really bad! If the young master dies, how can I explain to him?

Shangguan Yinuo felt that all the blood in his body was about to burst, and the pain was unbearable!

"Brother, look!"

Following Gui Qi's hope, Shangguan Yinuo only saw that under the bloody whirlpool, the dragon-slaying knife in mid-air seemed to have calmed down! The two people watched quietly, but their bodies were always ready to attack.

Prevent emergencies from happening!

Buzz.%&*”;.Buzz.. Waves of buzzing sounds echoed next to Ximen Qing’s ears. At this moment, what he saw in front of him was an endless road, surrounded by blood, and the air was thick and liquid,

Drop by drop, particle by particle, suspended in front of your eyes and surrounding you!

Damn, where are you? Are you lost?

Boom, Ximen Qing had a splitting headache in an instant. The heartbreaking pain could only make his hands tear at his clothes randomly. Although he had no nails, he still left finger marks on his body!

Bang... bang... there was a bang first, followed by a tearing sound!

"Ah..." In the bloody space, Ximen Qing suddenly squatted down, grabbed his hair with both hands, and shook his head desperately!

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much! The melon in my head seems to be broken, the brains are all gathered in one place, and my body is very hot, as if I am soaking in magma!

"Ah, I'll fuck your mother!" Ximen Qing yelled, but there was no sound in response.

Whoosh, whoosh, the blood was rolling up like a violent wind. Ximen Qing couldn't breathe and felt like he was going to die. Suddenly, he felt that the blood in his body was boiling and his eyebrows started to itch again.

"Ah. I'm not going to mess with your mother this time. Your mother is too old. I'm going to mess with your sister!" Ximen Qing rolled on the spot, his face pale.

Bang. Bang..

There were bursts of bursting sounds. Gradually, the sounds became weaker and weaker until they disappeared altogether.

At this moment, everything in the bloody space returned to calm.

Gradually, Ximen Qing stood up and felt that his whole body was very hot and he wanted to kill someone.

Her flaxen hair was tangled in the wind, and the clothes on her body were whistling.

Stabilizing his body, Ximen Qing suddenly raised his head and smiled evilly. His handsome face, strong figure, and blood all over his body were so out of place and incompatible!

Damn, what's going on?

Ximen Qing tried his best to twist his neck, but the smell of blood was everywhere!

Whoosh, just when Ximen Qing was wondering, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and then Ximen Qing saw that less than three meters away from him, the big knife in mid-air trembled slightly and was inserted straight into the ground!

Damn it, where did it come from? A dragon-slaying knife?

Looking at the bloody sword, Ximen Qing didn't know what to do! Suddenly, a burst of blood flowed through his body, and for a moment, he couldn't control his body. He slowly raised his right hand, and his legs slowly

Move forward and head straight for the sword!

As he walked forward, Ximen Qing was shocked to find that his hands were shaking. Could it be a cramp? The sword moved? What the hell?

Whoa, just a few steps away, the big knife inserted into the ground suddenly brought up a piece of mud and flew up.

Uh-huh, buzz... The broadsword was spinning around his body like a belt at the moment, and suddenly, the feeling of flesh and blood connected with him spread throughout his body.

Bang, Ximen Qing stared and grabbed the big knife around his waist, buzzing... The big knife trembled violently, which seemed to be a struggle, but also seemed to be longing.

The moment he took it, Ximen Qing was in a vegetative state!

There were crackling sounds all over his body.

"Ah..." Ximen Qing raised his head, held Da Dao tightly and gave it a casual chop. This chop immediately squeezed out a trace of air.

Bang, in front of me, I heard the sound and burst.

Ximen Qing didn't understand what was going on, but he felt that his eyebrows were getting more and more itchy, his body was getting hotter and hotter, and his hand holding the big knife was getting hotter and hotter.

In the bloody space, there was only one person and one sword. The person holding the sword was trembling, but holding the big sword in his hand was a warm welcome!

"Ah..." Ximen Qing could no longer suppress his emotions. His violent and bloodthirsty thoughts made him feel that the world was so dark! So cruel, so inhumane!

Wandering in circles, Ximen Qing held the big knife and slashed left and right, cutting randomly with the knife. His body slowly calmed down with this endless rage!

"Damn, I'm so tired. It's time to catch up on Tai Chi!" Ximen Qing held a knife in one hand on the ground, bending his back and panting.

After a while, I felt that everything in my body had returned to normal, so I pulled out the big knife and then measured it carefully!

"Huh?" Ximen Qing looked at the big knife in his hand, flipped it up and down several times, and then he saw clearly that the blade of the big knife actually had seven potholes the size of rice grains, in the shape of the Big Dipper, and inside the potholes, there were

Glowing with blood, the most important thing is that the seventh pit is now dim, almost like a candle in the wind, extinguished at any time!

Um?

Ximen Qing looked at it. At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Ximen Qing felt that his eyebrows really burst this time, and drops of blood flowed out, and accidentally fell on the seventh pothole.

Among!

The blood arrow shot out. Ximen Qing's face turned pale. He suddenly realized that he couldn't move. Blood was dripping from his eyebrows. You can compare it. It's 800 milliliters. How much would it cost if you sold it?

Money? Enough for me to buy chicken thighs!

The blood is flowing, the body is frozen, the body is trembling, and the soul is shocked! Am I going to die?

Drops of blood dripped, and the holes on the broadsword absorbed Ximen Qing's blood like a bottomless pit. As his blood gradually drained, Ximen Qing slowly discovered, hmm? His waist doesn't hurt anymore? His legs don't cramp anymore.

?I can move now?

The blood gradually drained away, and Ximen Qing's eyebrow gradually healed. At the same time, the hole on the sword stopped greedily sucking blood.

The blood was still filling the air and the whirlpool continued. Being in this space, Ximen Qing began to examine everything. It was inexplicable how I came in. How this knife drank blood was unknown. As for the dragon slaying, he had no clue! This

This feeling is very unpleasant, damn, a mute can’t tell the pain of eating Coptis chinensis!

Bang... Oh, no, something is coming! In Ximen Qing's blank space, the seven pits of the big knife in his hand shone at the same time. Among the seven pits, bubbles appeared like mountain springs, and these bubbles

It's all made of blood!

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