One hundred and thirteenth chapter daughter country (11)
Kang Chonghua turned the things on the fire over, and then sprinkled on cumin, salt and other seasonings. He estimated the heat and did not dare to move his eyes away, "It should be almost done."
This was the scene when Rong Qiqi and Xu Hun came here.
Xu Hun swore that this would not happen ten thousand years forward or one hundred thousand years back.
The image of a resentful ghost roasting people was reflected in his clear and bright pupils.
Xu Hun has seen a lot of resentment ghosts that suck people's energy. But resentment ghosts eat people and roast them. This is indeed the first time he has seen them.
They used the Invisibility Skill and saw that the person tied to the stick was disemboweled by Kang Chonghua. Pile next to it were the person's internal organs, like dead fish being processed in the market. On the other side of the fire
The person's limbs and head were placed on top. It could be seen from the unevenly baked skin that the corpse should be that of a woman from a wealthy family.
As Rong Qiqi watched, Kang Chonghua turned over again. The back of the corpse was facing Rong Qiqi and Xu Hun. Rong Qiqi took a closer look and saw that it was the man who was soaking in the hot spring at that time.
Rong Qiqi said solemnly: "It's King Nanjiang."
Xu Hun sighed: "It's still a step too late."
King Nanjiang, who was once inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, was now skinned and fleshed by ghosts, and roasted until the outside was charred and the inside was tender by the resentful ghosts.
Kang Chonghua smelled the aroma of the meat, took the roasted trunk of Nanjiang King, grabbed the two sections of the stick with both hands, and started eating.
Xu Hun inexplicably remembered that when he was eating beef at the foot of the mountain, the acid water in his stomach was boiling. The disgusting feeling spurted into his mouth, and he couldn't help but retched.
Rong Qiqi kicked the meat out of Kang Chonghua's hand, twisted Kang Chonghua's neck with one hand, and threw him into the fire. Kang Chonghua was not afraid of fire at all. He picked up a red-hot stick with his bare hands and said, "Whew—
"-" and threw it towards Rong Qiqi.
Rong Qiqi's whirlwind kick kicked the fire stick back the way it came. Kang Chonghua rolled around on the ground before he could avoid it.
After Kang Chonghua squatted down, he saw Xu Hun sitting behind Rong Xi. Seeing that he was not moving, he pounced on him.
Xu Hun's usual teasing has completely disappeared, and the eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows have been replaced by frost and disdain.
He formed a seal with his fingers and disappeared a second before Kang Chonghua's ghost claw caught him. Kang Chonghua was so fast that he almost stumbled forward.
He thought to himself, where are the people?
Kang Chonghua stopped to look. Suddenly, his head was violently kicked to the ground, creating a crater.
Seeing that Kang Chonghua could no longer stand up, Xu Hun retracted his long legs and flicked the dust off his elastic robe.
In this situation, he only wanted to say one word: "It's great!"
Since Xu Hun was born, he has never felt that his body is so powerful and he can move freely. Not only that, he can also move without wearing a fox fur or holding a hand warmer. His teeth are no longer chattering and he is dizzy from the cold.
dazzled.
The root of all this lies in the spiritual veins in his body.
Xu Hun was extremely excited and said to Rong Qiqi: "Is that move of mine cool?"
Rong Qiqi's answer was a roll of his eyes.
Rong Qiqi bypassed Xu Hun and walked towards Kang Chonghua, who was lying unconscious on the ground. He put his finger on his forehead and sensed the resentment in his soul.
But the moment Rong Qiqi touched him, Kang Chonghua was caught off guard and grabbed Rong Qiqi's wrist, opened his mouth, and wanted to bite Rong Qiqi's neck.
Seeing this, Rong Qiqi raised his left hand and pushed up Kang Chonghua's chin. When Kang Chonghua's head was about to be severed, he saw Xu Hun behind Rong Qiqi flash over, and immediately decided to twist and grab Rong Qiqi's chin.
That ghost claw planned to scratch her with its sharp and long nails.
Rong Qiqi squatted on the ground and couldn't use his legs, so he had to release Kang Chonghua's chin and raise his hands to block it.
Seeing that there was no resistance in his chin, Kang Chonghua came to bite Rong Qiqi again, but he forgot Xu Hun's existence. Before his plan could succeed, Xu Hun kicked him away, and Rong Qiqi just took off Kang Chonghua's arm.
The moment Kang Chonghua let go of her wrist, she was inevitably scratched by the ghost's claws.
Kang Chonghua's soul collided with the fire. He picked up the fire sticks and threw them at Xu Hun and Rong Qiqi. Between the lightning and flint, Xu Hun built a spiritual wall to block the fire sticks.
Kang Chonghua sneered at where Rong Qiqi was standing, and left a sentence: "Anyone who stands in my way will die." Then it turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared into the thick smoke that had not yet dissipated.
Xu Hun planned to chase him, but Rong Qiqi grabbed the corner of his clothes and whispered: "We don't have his body, so we can't tell the smell of his resentful soul. As long as his resentful soul doesn't merge into a human form, we can
It's difficult to catch him, so don't chase him yet."
Xu Hun paused, pointed at the mess on the ground and said, "The body of King Nanjiang was just brought up by Yan Yu like this?"
Rong Qiqi didn't know if he had been exposed to the heavy smoke for a long time and had an unbearable headache. He suppressed the depression in his heart and said, "If you want to put her together, that's up to you."
After saying that, Rong Qiqi wanted to leave here immediately, but before he could take a few steps, his vision went dark and he fainted.
Xu Hun was at a loss. Seeing that Rong Qiqi's lips turned white, he reached out and touched her forehead, which turned out to be a little hot.
He first carefully placed Rong Qiqi on the ground, tore off a piece of cloth from his robe, and casually gathered the body parts on the ground into the cloth. He held Rong Qiqi's waist with one hand and carried the body parts with the other, and returned to the ground along the same route.
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Xu Hun placed the body of King Nanjiang on the beam of the Hot Spring Palace, then carried Rong Qiqi out and asked Yan Yu to arrange a room for them.
Yan Yu saw the fainted Rong Qiqi, and the fear in her heart spread uncontrollably.
She thought for a long time, what happened in the hot spring palace? Even a god like Rongde Xianjun was injured, so the prince must be in danger.
Thinking of this, Yan Yu didn't care whether it would disturb Rong Qiqi, rushed into Rong Qiqi's room, and asked Xu Hun for clarification.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he came in, he saw Rong Qiqi lying in Xu Hun's arms.
Xu Hun scolded sternly: "Get out."
Yan Yu was so embarrassed that she lowered her eyes instead of focusing on the bed, and asked bravely: "Xianjun, do you dare to ask my prince..."
Xu Hunxu covered Rong Qiqi's ears. Although his voice was much lower, the chill in his tone only increased, "Get out."
Yan Yu's muscle memory was inevitably awakened, and the heavy and oppressive magical suppression was still vivid in her mind, but she endured it for the sake of the prince.
Yan Yu knelt down on one knee and begged: "Where is the prince?"
Xu Hun was worried that if Yan Yu delayed him any longer, something would happen to Rong Qiqi, so he gave Yan Yu an excuse: "I already know the whereabouts of King Nan Jiang, please take someone to look for him in the back mountain."
Xu Hun kept a secret. If he told Yan Yu the truth now, it would be strange if she had a bad temper and couldn't get to the bottom of it. It was most important to find out Rong Qiqi's physical condition at the moment, and Xu Hun had no time to argue with Yan Yu.
Yan Yu had doubts in her heart, but she didn't dare to gamble. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, she would hold on to it.
Yan Yu was finally sent away, and Xu Hun set up a barrier to prevent anyone from disturbing them again.
Xu Hun protected Rong Qiqi's head and asked her to lie down slowly. He touched her forehead again, "Why is it so hot?"
Rong Qiqi's body temperature was higher than before. Xu Hun channeled spiritual power into her, but the effect was minimal. Instead, Rong Qiqi kept muttering: "Cold...so cold...cold..."
Rong Qiqi has spiritual power to protect his body, so it is impossible for him to get sick and have a fever like ordinary people.
Xu Hun couldn't figure it out and recalled the scene of the fight just now.
It's Ghost Claw!
Xu Hun opened the quilt, and sure enough, there were several claw marks on Rong Qiqi's right wrist. The wounds there had turned black and were bleeding purple.
The ghost poison has entered the body. This chapter has been completed!
