Fourteen, it's really rare that you didn't die

Looking at his appearance, he seemed to be very proud, and he seemed to be very spirited, and he didn't have a sense of loss at all that he had just picked up a life from the Yellow Springs Road.

Seeing such a guy who should have already embarked on the road to the Yellow Springs suddenly appeared in this place and recovered his spirits as before, Lan Yutang couldn't help but be stunned.

However, he hurriedly suppressed his surprise as much as possible, deliberately made a very relaxed appearance, and even swirled the immortal jade flute as red as blood and as bright as a rose in his hand, smiled indifferently at him, and said: You are not dead yet, it is really rare.

Although Huo Longxie's face was full of smiles, his tone was cold, like a bare butt exposed in a cold night, and he said in a deep voice: After being hit by your Phoenix Night Dream, I also thought that I would definitely die at the right time, but I didn't expect that I would come back to life.

Maybe it was because Lord Yama felt that my longevity was not over so he let me come back, or maybe it was because the two old brothers thought I was too fat, and when they dragged me on the road to Huangquan, they were so tired that they were sweating profusely, and they couldn't stop urinating, so they let go of me and pushed me back in anger.

I thought that I would be blessed by misfortune if I escaped death, but I didn't expect that as soon as I opened my eyes, I ran into you by mistake, I am a fire dragon, you are a fire phoenix, the dragon and phoenix could have been harmonious, but you have become my nemesis.

Lan Yutang propped up the ground with the jade flute, walked a few steps closer to him, and then, with a sudden shake of his hand, he withdrew the end of the outstretched jade flute, and with a swoop, pulled out a slender sword from it.

Lan Yutang held the long sword in his hand, shook it at the fire dragon Xie, and sneered: "It's not because I'm your nemesis, but because I'm an immortal phoenix."

As long as it is the person that the immortal phoenix wants to kill, it seems that no one can escape, either mental death or physical death.

Since Niu Tou Ma Mian feels that your body is too fat and has become a burden to them, then, this time, I will change the method of killing, I will cut off the fat of your body piece by piece, until you can easily follow Niu Tou Ma Mian on the road to Yellow Springs.

Lan Yutang was laughing, and Huo Longxie was also laughing.

However, where he was laughing, he was simply shaking the big fat on his face, until the teeth wrapped in it were exposed.

Huo Longxie deliberately pretended to have a bitter look on his face, and said in a deep voice: I don't think you should call it an immortal phoenix, just call the pit man phoenix, fortunately you are not a bull head and a horse, otherwise, you will really be killed by you.

Lan Yutang's phoenix sword slashed a rainbow sword flower in mid-air, and then, he sighed lightly at the fire dragon xie, and said lightly:

Alas, Brother Huolong, you can't say that, in fact, I'm not cheating you, but overdoing it for you, if I don't cut off your flesh a little bit, then, when you step into the gate of Huangquan after you die, you will definitely be pushed back by the bull head and horse face again.

However, when you are resurrected again, it is likely that you will still meet me, so your life will be even more difficult when you meet me the second time, because everyone knows that every time I kill someone, the immortal phoenix will use different methods, and after you have tried all these methods, you may regret why you are a human being.

As if he thought his words were very reasonable, the big water tank nodded thoughtfully, and said: I have more or less heard of the immortal phoenix's method of killing people.

Since that's the case, then I'll just die this time, oh, then what do you think, how much meat do I have to cut so that I don't feel burdensome to Niu Tou Ma Mian?

Lan Yutang swung his sword, picked up a dead leaf from the ground, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then, with a mysterious face, smiled at the big water tank, and said:

In fact, you don't need to cut much, according to your current body shape, at most it is to cut a hundred and eighty pounds, you can rest assured, when I cut, I must start lightly, so that you don't feel a trace of pain, and even a feeling of fluttering fairy.

If you think cutting fat is too cruel, in fact, I have a better way, that is, let me poke a hole in your big belly like a water tank, and release all the dirty and smelly water stored in it, so that you can also reduce weight, do you think this method is good?

Hearing this, Huo Longxie quickly shook his head as if he had heard the verdict of the king of Hades: "It's not good, it's not good, oops, this method is terrible, if you poke a big hole in your stomach, you will definitely have a stomachache, and if you don't want to make up this hole if you play with me again, then I will really die."

Hearing this, Lan Yutang laughed, but his smile was very complicated, and no one could guess what kind of meaning was hidden in his smile.

When he laughed, his mouth narrowed slightly into a long line, like the blade of the long sword in his hand, flashing with endless sharpness.

What's even stranger is that when his mouth is laughing, even his eyes, his nose, and his eyebrows are laughing, with the same rhythm, the same pace, and each other, constantly jumping in this late autumn dawn, as if there is an invisible hand secretly directing them to laugh.

However, in his seemingly indifferent smiles, they are full of a sad meaning, like the frost that reflects the coldness under the rising sun.

In the face of the attack of the five black-clothed puppets beside him at any time, and in the face of the fire dragon Xie who came back from the dead, who was going to die, Lan Yutang seemed to know better.

Now that he already knows that he is in danger and this will be his final burial place, why can he laugh again?

Even Lan Yutang himself didn't expect that at such a time, when facing a person like Huo Longxie, how could he still laugh.

But he still laughed, and the smile was still so indifferent.

Perhaps, it was precisely because he felt that the overwhelming tension was approaching him, and that the boundless death was slowly approaching him, so he wanted to dilute the tension in his heart with laughter.

However, when those indifferent smiles had not completely disappeared from the corners of his mouth, Lan Yutang suddenly had another thought in his heart.

Don't...... Could it be that Huo Yongxie is the one who is behind all this?

Could it be that the voice that pretended to be the master of this place in the illusion world, pretending to be a god, was his fire dragon sup, and the five black-clothed puppets were just toys in his hands.

Otherwise, when he was about to destroy his spirit for the sound of his death flute in the Lone Smoke Inn, how could these five black-clothed puppets suddenly come to the rescue?

Even if, even if he is not the one who pretends to be a god, then he must have some kind of great connection with the person who is manipulating everything behind the scenes.

Perhaps, in the body of an unnamed person like Huo Longxie, there is an antidote to the gossip skull pattern, and even if there is no antidote, you must know where the antidote is.

Since he, Lan Yutang, had already promised to get the antidote back for him with a quick knife, then, no matter how dangerous he was, he would have to take it back.

Although Kuaidao Xiangfang is not his friend, and can even be regarded as his enemy, he is such an enemy, but he understands that he is not as ungrateful as the legend says.

At this moment, the sky is getting brighter and brighter, and as the rising sun rises, the miasma that envelops the valley begins to slowly dissipate, and the cry of the old duck standing on the branches covered with heavy frost in the twilight is even more eerie.

Huo Longxie was still motionless, looking at Lan Yutang's phoenix sword that had been unsheathed, the fat on his face trembled slightly, and said, "You really want to kill me?"