While swearing a poisonous oath, he raised his right arm high.

Expressing satisfaction with the real little Toucheng, seeing that she was holding a mud bottle between her jade fingers with the silk mesh stretched out, Zhong Zixing blinked, and did not stop her from flicking open the seal with her thumb.

The tears of the little beauty make people's hearts soften, not to mention being tied into a zongzi by the net, and she can't make any waves.

As the sealing mud fell, a faint medicinal fragrance came out of the bottle and quickly spread in all directions.

Hey?

Danxiang!

Is it to anesthetize the herd with danxiang? It's a very common method, but this taste is not like those drugs in the sect, is it...... Special Danfang?

With a snort, Zhong Zixing's eyes suddenly lit up.

But at this time, brighter than his eyes, it was really a small pair of poisonous eyes. I saw her holding up the clay bottle and shouting:

"All the food pills in the bottle, in exchange for this son to fall into the infernal karmic fire, and experience the pain of the sword mountain and the sea of fire in the netherworld!"

"He cut my little black hair with a knife, and I want him to be beheaded by Ling Chi three thousand times!"

"He plucked my little black hair, and I want him to experience the pain of peeling, cramping, and bone cutting for 10,000 years!"

"One less of these tortures, thunder struck me!"

The gentle smiling face and sweet voice are describing a scene of purgatory that ordinary people can't imagine.

Having never heard such a vicious curse, Zhong Zixing's face froze, and he was about to have a seizure, but his eyes were at this moment......

Suddenly, a pair of yin and yang fish that are slowly turning!

The air was faintly shaking, the shadows of the trees were swaying, the mountains and rocks were twisted, and the transparent seven-leaf lock mountain array appeared again.

A huge black jade crocodile demon squatted outside the mountain like a rock.

Zhen Xiaoxiao, who had long been uneasy in his heart, gave up the Baize war zone a few days ago, and walked back and forth on the edge of the forest forbidden, in order to summon the crocodile demon when an accident happened.

The self-righteous Zhong Zixing, who has only been observing for a few days, vainly claims that he has insight into all the secrets of Zhen Xiao?

Bah!

Nightmares, have you ever heard of it?

Have you ever seen the beast king who worked hard for the sake of delicious food?

Under the death gaze of the crocodile demon, the two magata, one black and one white, turned faster and faster in front of Zhong Zixing's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he snatched his consciousness and rushed into the boundless darkness.

Xiao Congee Porridge tore open the golden wire net that bound the two with his bare hands, pulled Zhen Xiaoxiao up, Zhen Xiao stepped forward quickly, and picked up the dying wolf's head on the ground and put it on his lap.

"As long as I'm here, you won't die."

With her gentle but firm voice, a Ten Perfect Divine Pill was stuffed into Xiao Heimao's mouth.

Under the eyes of the little poisonous wolf, a bean candle flame was suddenly lit, although the fire was thin, there was an obsession that was endless, and the more it burned, the stronger it became!

It swept its shriveled wolf kiss and tried to squeeze a smile out of the real one.

It's cool! Didn't stay up in vain!

The mountain breeze is blowing, very heat-stricken, and the screams that linger in the ears are pleasant, washing away the wolf's irritable heart.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

Zhong Zixing screamed nonstop, although he was in the forest, what appeared in front of him was a hideous hellish scene!

"Fake, fake! It's all illusions! ”

There was still a little bit of sanity, and he desperately tried to break free from the Shadow Dream Pupil Technique, but this only remaining Qingming was quickly disintegrated into the torture of the soul.

"Help! Who are you? Is it a human or a ghost? Don't touch me! No! Don't wear my lute bones! ”

Zhong Zixing's eyes protruded from his sockets, and countless green tendons erupted around his eyes, screaming while pulling his shoulders with both hands, picking out blood marks!

"My legs! My leg! It's on fire! ”

Holding his right leg, Zhong Zixing hit his head on the tree again, and blood suddenly gushed out.