Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 4 Kuji's Tears

at dusk.

A farm house on the edge of a village.

A dog in the farm house was barking, as if going crazy.

The three farmers in this family who came back from the field had their necks broken one by one by the Plague Daoist.

Bang!
The farmer's dog broke the rope around his neck and rushed towards the Plague Daoist.

Plague Taoist backhanded.

thump.

The big dog didn't even make a sound, and was killed by the slap of Plague Taoist.

Jiuji stood motionless in the courtyard with a bloody machete in his hand.

"Hey... dig out this guy's heart, I'm going to have dinner." Taoist Plague said, showing his white teeth.

Jiuji didn't speak, but lifted the machete in his hand, and slashed at the chest of the deceased fiercely.

The man was newly dead, the blood on his chest was still hot, and the blood stood on Jiuji's face.

Jiuji found not only blood but also tears on his face.

A drop of tear dripped from the corner of his eye, and silently landed on his liver.

When Jiuji came to Taoist Plague holding the liver in his hands, it was completely dark.

Looking at the cute bug lying in his eyes, the bloody Jiuji smiled knowingly.

suddenly.

Taoist Wen looked at Jiuji who was standing obediently by the side, and asked with a strange expression, "Why are you crying?"

It was night now.

The two are in the room.

It can be said that you can't see your fingers, but Taoist Wen can still see the tiny tears on Jiuji's face.

"Crying? No." Jiuji denied.

"Your cheeks are clearly stained with tears." Taoist Plague said.

Jiuji touched the corner of his left eye.

In the left eye socket is his normal eye, indeed weeping...

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes and slid down his cheeks.

"Yeah... because I was sad, I shed tears." Jiuji lied again.

"Oh...why are you sad?" Pandao People's Congress asked with interest.

"I don't want to kill people." Jiu Ji said with a painful face.

"You don't want to kill people!?"

"This is impossible! Follow me to practice Gu, and you will kill people every day!" Taoist Wen said almost in a growling tone.

However, as soon as the words fell, the body of Plague Taoist suddenly twitched.

violent convulsions...

He is poisoned.

There was a drop of Jiuji's low tear in the liver, and that tear was dripping from Jiuji's right eye socket.

Jiuji's right eye socket has no eyes at all, only a Gu worm, a terrifying mind-eye Gu.

Naturally, the Mind Eye Gu will not shed tears, it is not tears, but the venom spit out by the Mind Eye Gu, the venom slipped from the corner of Jiuji's eyes, dripped into the liver of the innocent man, and then entered the mouth of the Plague Taoist, and was killed by the cannibal The demon swallowed it in his stomach.

puff.

Plague Taoist fell to the ground.

Kuji opened his eyes.

The mind-eye Gu allowed Jiuji to clearly see the appearance of Plague Taoist falling to the ground even in a room where he could not see his fingers.

I only heard Jiu Ji ask in a concerned tone: "Master Dao, what's wrong with you?"

"Daozhang, are you dizzy?"

"Still dead?"

After asking a few times, the Plague Taoist didn't respond.

Taoist Wen may have died, or he may have fainted. In any case, a Taoist who is completely dead is a good Taoist.

Jiuji tightly held the cold machete in both hands, and raised it high with a blank expression.

Not wanting to kill is just a lie.

In his heart, Jiuji longed to kill this man-eating demon with one blow.

Bang!
A hard knife.

It was accurately cut on the neck of Plague Daoist, but it got stuck in his neck.

Jiuji stepped on Plague Taoist's head, and pulled out the cold machete from Plague Taoist's neck.

Blood rushes.

But what was strange was that Cyclonus' blood stopped quickly.

The wound on Puntao's neck unexpectedly had tiny granulation buds that began to grow crazily.

Flesh grows!
This should be the supernatural power of the blood thread Gu!
With this Gu in his body, Plague Taoist is not afraid of any sword damage at all.

Each Gu worm has its own special abilities, just like its own mind-eye Gu.

Jiuji once again raised the machete in his hand.

Pfft!
Plague Taoist rolled and fell to the ground. He was lying on the ground with half of his head on one side. He wanted to stand up, but found himself limp and weak.

"Bastard! You actually used a knife on me!" Wen Daoist roared threateningly at Jiuji.

Now Jiuji has moved the knife, and if he kills Taoist Wen, he can live, but if he can't kill Taoist Wen, he will die.

There is no turning back when you open the bow, so how can you be scared off! ?
With a stern look on Jiuji's face, he stepped forward without fear, and stepped on the right hand of Taoist Wen fiercely.

When Taoist Wen scolded Jiuji, he desperately controlled his right hand to touch his waist.

No matter what he wants to touch, just step on it.

Then it's chopping!
Bang, bang, bang!

Jiuji exploded with amazing potential.

Waist strength, arm strength, and hand strength are perfectly coordinated together.

One knife after another...

A click.

Taoist Wen's neck was finally cut off by him, and a large head fell to the ground.

Jiuji is extremely afraid of Wen Taoist.

Even though the head of Plague Taoist had been cut off, Jiuji still slashed at Plague Taoist's headless body with a frantic face.

The blood stained Jiuji almost into a blood man until he was completely exhausted.

Clang.

The machete fell to the ground, and Jiuji leaned his back against the corner, panting heavily...

At this time, Jiuji was not only covered in blood, but also sweating profusely.

"Hahahaha..." After killing Plague Taoist, Jiuji sat in the corner and laughed loudly, laughing and shedding tears again.

laughing and crying...

Jiuji is just an ordinary person, how has he ever experienced this?

How could he be so cruel if he hadn't been under the oppression of Plague Daoist?
After crying for a while...

Jiuji stopped crying.

His face was full of calm.

Still need to clean up here...

Impossible to walk away.

This Taoist Plague is so cruel, he must be a demon who is above the law of Dagan, and although he was harmed by him, he is still a Gu cultivator after all.

If his identity as a Gu cultivator is exposed, he will surely die!

Tomorrow time.

A raging fire broke out in this farmer's house.

Jiuji burned the body of Taoist Plague, the Gu worms in his body, the big bell for refining Gu, and all the disgusting Gu worms in the big iron bell...

Only in this way can all clues be cut off, and the only thing left is a storage bag.

This is a bag that Jiuji can't open at the moment. Pandao has hidden many things in this small bag, which is quite magical.

Jiuji changed into farm clothes, hid the storage bag inside the clothes, and threw everything else into the flames.

Gu arts, supernatural powers, martial arts, and cultivation of the Dao are all inferior to my loving father and my home in Liuyang Town.

Now that I have recovered my eyesight, this is already the greatest happiness...

You should hide your identity and return to peace.

In the three years since he lost his eyesight, his father had arranged a wife for him, so he could give them a surprise when he went back this time.

(End of this chapter)