Chapter 0673 re-entangles itself on the Ten Thousand Grievance Tree

Brother Qi looked down and saw that my mother, the two snake legs that Xiao Liu had turned into rolled up from nowhere, and tightly wrapped around Brother Qi's feet.

Brother Qi's top priority was to untie the snake-like leg of Xiao Liu, who was entangled in his foot.

Moreover, Brother Qi immediately thought of why, Xiao Liu's ghost just now, asked him to quickly cut off her legs, and now, he fully understood Xiao Liu's motive - she was to cut off two snake heads.

It turns out that ghost snakes also have foot lovers, if Brother Qi had cut off Xiao Liu's feet earlier, the two ghost snakes that love feet would probably not have entangled Xiao Liu's body.

However, that's often the way things go, and by the time you get the point, it's too late.

Monk Qi took out the short sword he had obtained when he came to the Ghost Infant Vault last time, and wanted to directly cut off the snake-like leg of Xiao Liu's legs that were entangled in his feet, but it was too late.

Call!

A tremendous force emanated from the snake-like legs of Xiao Liu, who had wrapped around his feet, and pulled Monk Qi up.

Before Brother Qi could react, his whole body was already suspended in the air.

The feeling that Monk Qi had in an instant was not only weightless, but also that his hands and feet began to become numb.

His hands did not obey, the short sword in his hand fell to the ground, and now, his hands could not grasp anything.

Monk Qi knew in his heart that he, like the ghost of his little six, had been poisoned by a very powerful ghost snake.

Then something even more terrifying happened. Brother Qi felt his head dizzy, and then. The body was thrown into the air.

Bang, Brother Qi's body. Crashed into a big tree, and looked at it, oh my God, it was the hanging ghost tree that Monk Qi had seen earlier, that is, the Ten Thousand Grievances Tree!

Monk Qi was not mentally prepared at all, and all of a sudden, his face slammed into the face of a hanged ghost.

As explained earlier, on this hanging ghost tree, all the women who have died unjustly in various ways are hanging.

This one collided violently with the unjust death of the female ghost. Brother Qi felt that it was much worse than hitting an iron plate, because Brother Qi's mouth was simply gnawing at the mouth of a female hanged ghost!

Cold, creepy, weird, etc., it's all a terrifying feeling!

Monk Qi collided with a dead woman. Immediately felt extremely nauseous, all the meat and vegetables in the stomach, all the wow and wow vomited, and finally. Almost all of them vomited blood.

Naturally, Monk Qi wanted to get out of this damn hanging ghost tree quickly, however. As soon as his body moved, he felt like he was hanging from the branch he was. There was a very evil force that held his body firmly in place.

And. It was not his body that was hanging to death, but his two hands, and this hanging method was even more uncomfortable.

Monk Qi's two hands waved desperately, he tried his best to get rid of the entanglement of the branches, but he couldn't get out of it no matter what.

After writhing for a long time, Brother Qi's hands were bleeding, and he didn't break free of the dead entanglement of the branch.

In desperation, Brother Qi's old eyes closed, and he said in his heart, forget it, don't struggle, it's over!

However, Brother Qi asked himself, is this really a dead person? Why do you think it's a little ridiculous?

Moreover, Brother Qi felt that a hundred-year-old immortal had died in a daze among a large number of unjustly killed women, which was even more ridiculous!

After closing his eyes and thinking for a long time, Brother Qi tried his best to drive away the despair that welled up in his heart, and then he struggled even more frantically.

Brother Qi even thought that he really couldn't do it, so he cut off his hands, anyway, life mattered!

Just when Monk Qi really wanted to cut off his hands, suddenly, there were three or four branches next to him, stretched out like snakes, and one of them, which turned out to be a thick branch with a bowl mouth, suddenly wrapped around Monk Qi's waist, and then, this thick branch, wrapped around Monk Qi's body, spun up, and turned faster and faster.

In this way, Brother Qi couldn't cut off his hands anymore, and he was like a twist in the air, and the big branch that was wrapped around him spun hundreds of times, turning him into darkness.

Then, Monk Qi's neck suddenly tightened, and he was wrapped around the particularly thick ghost branch, and there was an immediate buzzing sound in his head, as if his entire head had been turned upside down!

Monk Qi fainted at once, and in the mist, Monk Qi felt that he was being dragged by the thick branches of the bowl, and he was slamming around on the big ghost tree full of hanged ghosts.

The continuous impact, Monk Qi's whole body, no one was spared, his head, neck, chest, stomach, legs, arms, all of them were constantly hit by the body of the female hanged ghost.

And, with every blow, no matter which hanged man it was, seemed to bite him with his mouth, grab him with his hands, and kick him with his feet...... Monk Qi was tossed to the point of disgrace, and gradually, Monk Qi almost lost all consciousness.

When Brother Qi finally had some consciousness, and in a trance, he felt that he had finally stopped being still, and he suddenly felt even more extremely nauseous, because he felt that his body was tightly hugged by the bodies of at least a hundred rotten women who had died unjustly.

Monk Qi didn't dare to open his eyes at all now, as long as he opened his eyes, all the people in his field of vision were unjustly killed female hanged ghosts.

He didn't even dare to breathe, as soon as he breathed, he suddenly felt unbearable nausea.

In such an environment where life is worse than death, Monk Qi naturally couldn't stand it, and there was a feeling in his chest as if it was about to explode.

However, he couldn't even take a deep breath because of the suffocating smell of dead bodies all around him!

In desperation, Monk Qi began to use the Taoist micro-breath spell.

The micro-breathing spell is to use the ultra-slow breathing method instead of the normal breathing method of a normal person.

A normal person breathes 16 to 20 times a minute, while an immortal uses an ultra-slow breath spell to breathe only once a minute, or even slower, exhaling once every three to five minutes......

Of course, it depends on all aspects, such as the level of cultivation, the quality of the body, and so on.

Monk Qi was a hundred-year-old immortal who had practiced the Breath Spell for many years, and at his slowest time, he could breathe once every three to five minutes, or even once every eight minutes.

In such ultra-microbreathing process, you can't see the rise and fall of your chest at all, and even, if you put a feather under your nostrils, you can't see the slightest movement of the feather.

After Monk Qi used the ultra-slow breathing spell, he finally gradually came to his senses, and the scene in front of him gradually became clearer, however, there was a sober trouble, and at this time, Monk Qi was once again greatly shocked.

He suddenly found that his little six was hanging upside down naked on a branch of the Hanging Ghost Giant Tree.

Moreover, because Xiao Liu was attacked by two ghost snakes just now, her body was already incomplete.

In particular, the mutilated crotch of Xiao Liu's corpse is right here at the head of Monk Qi, and the mutilated crotch is the place where the waste is excreted twice.

Because it was incomplete, the double excrement flowed down and happened to flow in Brother Qi's mouth.

Monk Qi first felt miserable, and then, under some psychological effect, Monk Qi couldn't help but take a closer look at Xiaoliu's place, and suddenly, Monk Qi couldn't help but be taken aback.

Monk Qi saw that in that place, a ghost baby was being produced, and in the hand of the ghost baby that Monk Qi saw, there was also a short sword, which was the short sword that fell to the ground when Monk Qi's arm was numb before.

The incomplete Xiao Liu in front of him used to be his favorite woman after all, and, just now, Xiao Liu expressed her unique love to Brother Qi.

So, Brother Qi raised his hand and put a white veil on Xiao Liu, a still young woman.

At this moment, Brother Qi's little sixth, his eyes were closed, his face was serene, and he looked as if he was asleep.

Monk Qi had an extremely complicated psychology, looking at Xiao Liu, the former favorite, and suddenly felt that Xiao Liu's face was still a little handsome and moving, especially because of Brother Qi's scarf, there was no sign of corruption on her body at all.

However, the ghost baby that was being produced made Brother Qi very disgusted and disgusted, and Brother Qi wanted to get rid of it immediately, but he was afraid of hurting Xiao Liu.

After Monk Qi stabilized his mind, he gently reached over and pulled the short sword in the ghost baby's hand out of the ghost baby's hand at once.

"Wow...... Father...... Don't bully your son!"

As soon as Monk Qi pulled out the short sword, the ghost baby with a dark face immediately burst into tears, and kept shouting that Monk Qi was his father.

If you don't look closely, this ghost baby really looks like a baby crying in search of his father's love.

However, after all, Brother Qi was a hundred-year-old immortal, and he knew deeply that the ghost baby in front of him was definitely not his own son, and it was said that it was the son of the 10,000-year-old ghost ancestor, and there might be some probability.

"I'm not your dad!" Monk Qi shouted angrily, and then, the short sword in his hand stabbed violently, piercing the body of the ghost baby.

"Wow...... You unconscionable father, you killed your own son with your own hands......" The ghost baby said this at the end, and after that, the whole body gradually turned into a piece of dirt.

Next to Xiao Liu's body, is the body of another woman hanged ghost, Qi monk saw that her face was very bewitching, she had a fox face, up and down, covered in gold and silver, her hands, all the way to her chest, dead, holding a large rectangular box containing the world's first-class gold and silver treasures.

"Alas, if it is really people who die for money, and birds die for food!" Monk Qi couldn't help but sigh. (To be continued......)