Ten Thousand Monsters Pavilion: Mountain and Sea Chapter

Chapter 51 Broken!I have become a sword body! (Please subscribe!)

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The sound of flesh being scorched.

Wang Kesong's friendly smile revealed a contemptuous tone: "That's right, that's good, I suspect you're dumb?"

The heavy hooves of the blue flame horse repeatedly trampled on Bian Minghong's chest, and the blue flames grew wantonly in the fuzzy flesh and blood.

Surou, the maid, felt a little bit unbearable in such a scene. She was the most decisive in her life, focusing on people's vital points, and didn't bother to torture and kill opponents, especially such opponents who had no resistance.

"Mr. Wang, why don't you just kill this guy and use corpse medicine to control him?"

Wang Kesong gently flapped the phoenix feather fan, because the eyes are too small, no one can see the true meaning, and said leisurely: "It's too cruel. It's a pity that a good boy turned into a garbage-like walking dead. Lan Yan, hurry up!"

According to the eyes of the world, Bian Minghong is not some iron-blooded tough guy, but is very afraid of pain. In order to avoid succumbing to Wang Kesong, he closed his pain perception early and fell into meditation. Lost consciousness.

He proudly called this method "death in peace."

Lan Yan was about to devour Bian Minghong's neck, Wang Kesong snapped his fingers annoyedly: "Stop it. What a boring guy! Give you one last chance, help me find that child, I can satisfy you All the conditions, don't be ignorant of flattery."

As an absolutely rational businessman, Wang Kesong will always choose a win-win result unless he has to.He likes to torture others, and at the same time he hates people with expressionless faces the most.

But in the next second, the breeze on his face changed his decision, Wang Kesong clapped his hands together and said to Su Rou with a smile: "You are right, kill him now.

The spiritual energy is approaching this way, and A Yuan is back.

three kilometers away.

Er Gou can no longer leave with Yuan in his arms like those before. This child has the ability to think for himself, and will no longer ignore what others say.

"Junior brother! Come back! Isn't that just letting that little Taoist priest die in vain!"

A Yuan skillfully shook off Ergou's hand, and said anxiously, "What's dead? Brother Dog, will Big Brother die?"

Ergou can't wait to give himself a big mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah! That guy is amazing, he must be fine! So don't worry anymore, let's go back and find Master first!"

"No! I want to return Big Brother's sword!"

Suddenly the bell rang, and a carriage with eight blue-flame horses appeared in front of the eyes. Gold and silver wind chimes were tied around the hood, and twelve large flags were spread all over it.

Ergou had never seen this kind of battle before, he thought it was Yan Luo's carriage, so he was going to show his favor.

Unexpectedly, Ah Yuan grabbed him, bit his lip and said, "Brother Dog, that bad sister is in this carriage!"

"Oh, little friend, this is wronging uncle. Which bad sister are you talking about?" Wang Kesong stepped down from the carriage, Su Rou accompanied him.

At this time Ergou also recognized Surou, pointed at Surou and said, "That's her!" A Yuan also asked quickly, "What did you do to big brother!"

Wang Kesong took his time and tore off Su Rou's veil casually. Under the veil, there was actually a man!
"Oh? Is that the bad sister you're talking about? He's just a little more curvaceous. But the big brother you're talking about is currently resting in my carriage. Come in and take a look?"

Er Gou's eyes were opened today, the man in white in front of him, with protruding protruding backs not inferior to his master, but with a face comparable to Zhang Yida, how weird! ?He has been working as a fighter for so many years, and he has never seen such a character!Quickly leaned over and said to A Yuan: "Junior brother, go!"

But A Yuan didn't realize it at all. He just took a look at the maid, then ran to the carriage with complete trust, and apologized to the two.

Ergou wanted to chase forward, but the Canglong Sword behind him was pulled out at some point, and it was right at his heart!He swallowed his saliva, turned his head slowly, it was Bian Minghong!Before he could ask a question, he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Wang Kesong stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and when A Yuan entered the carriage, he said to Surou speechlessly: "Didn't it mean that you will become the most handsome man in my heart? I almost screwed up!"

Su Rou shook her body slightly, "This one is very handsome."

Compared with when A Yuan came here last time, there were many more curtains, which seemed to be endless. Every time he opened a curtain, he felt more sleepy, and fell asleep after a while.

"Mr. Wang, what about the Taoist priest?"

"Well~ Let me think about it. Let him stay in the seventh hall to guard the ghost market. After all, if something is damaged, you have to pay for it, right?"

"Yes."

It took about half a day for Qi Ling and Chongming to find this place. They saw the two dogs lying lifeless on the ground, and a young man in black was leaning on a big tree beside him.

One of Qi Ling's few advantages is that he can remember the appearance of people who meet him once.What's more, the female ghost Fenghua who broke open her chest and took out the butcher's knife shocked her quite a bit.

"Are you the celestial butcher? Why are you here? Where is A Yuan?"

Dots of purple smoke came out of Bian Minghong's body, he gasped with difficulty and said, "Eighth Hall, Wang...ke..." Before he finished speaking, he passed out.

"Eighth Palace? King what? Could it be the city king!?"

Chongming hurriedly shook the two dogs to wake them up, and only then did he learn that the three of them combined to know the ins and outs.

Suddenly, Qi Ling felt a burst of wetness on his toes, and he was startled that Minghong's body was seeping body fluid continuously, and he had already lost a lot of weight.

"Second dog, what's going on?"

The purple smoke and body fluids in front of him pointed to an answer. Er Gou still couldn't believe that someone was so vicious, so he immediately lifted Bian Minghong's shirt. Sure enough, the fat skin at the position of Bian Minghong's heart had completely dissolved, and the whole heart was shaking. Turns into dark purple.

Ergou's lips trembled and said: "Master, this, this is the soul-melting corpse medicine. Sprinkle this medicine on the corpse at the moment of death, and the soul can be imprisoned in it forever, and it will never enter reincarnation, and the body will slow down Slowly dissolving and reshaping, no matter how hard it is to form a human, it becomes a walking corpse that only obeys the master's orders. In this case, Bian Minghong's consciousness will disappear forever in less than a quarter of an hour."

"What! Dead!? Who is so vicious!" Qi Ling was terrified for a while, this boy looked a few years younger than himself, and he became a generation of celestial masters at a young age, and he should have a bright future.

"Chongming, is there anything you can do?"

Chongming raised his forehead and said, "I seem to have seen this phenomenon before. I remember it was..." Suddenly, the figure of the great witch Zhu appeared in his mind, "The soul-body dependence technique used."

Soul body possession is originally a sorcery.It was originally invented by evil sorcerers with evil intentions in order to use the ghosts of the dead to control the living to make money, but later it was also used by some decent people to judge crimes.

Qi Guiqi, the second ancestor of the Qi family, was the man who was the best at reading books in the world at that time, and also the only adopted son of the Great Witch Zhu Qi Yu.Pass it down from generation to generation.When Qi Ling was very young, because his father and Chongming often went out, he used the soul body to talk about the souls of some small animals.

Qi Ling patted his head and said, "This is easy to handle, but where do we put him?"

Chongming immediately looked into the distance, and made an excuse: "Um, I still have to go after A Yuan, so I have to say hello to the city king first. I don't know if the man driving the carriage belongs to him."

Er Gou also seemed aggrieved: "Exactly! The majestic king of the city actually used such a low-handed method to abduct a child! Mistress, wait for me!"

Qi Ling rolled her eyes, accidentally found the sword in Bian Minghong's hand, and had an idea: "Hey! I have it!" She put one on the Canglong sword and the other on Bian Minghong's wrist On, the transfer of the soul and body was completed almost instantly.

But there is another problem, Bian Minghong's body can't just be left alone, can it?But there is no ice house in this underworld, how to preserve it?After all, according to what Ergou said, it was Bian Minghong who protected him and A Yuan, so parents should show some gratitude.

save?

"You, you, you are really lucky! Sometimes, life and death are on the verge of life and death, sentence!" This is the first time Qi Ling used the life-snatching power of the chief minister. Hung's physical corruption is more than enough.

But the wounds that had already occurred were also treated. Qi Ling put his hand on Bian Minghong's forehead, and exerted the healing power of Shao Siming, "Singing in the wind, Fusang fantasy."

I saw that the originally dark purple body was rejuvenated, gradually turning back to white, and the flesh and blood were growing like a miracle.But the purple smoke still came out faintly.

"There is no other way. After all, the power of healing is only for healing, not detoxification. Alright, let's think of a way later!"

As a result, Bian Minghong's body became the first resident of Xiuli Shanhe.

At the same time, on the shore of the eighth hall.

The entire eighth hall is located in the sea of ​​darkness like the underwater dragon palace, and its landmark building is the huge fertile stone directly above the sea.

The city king, Huang Shiqing, is waiting for Wang Kesong's arrival.He was wearing a golden silk weaving imperial robe, very imposing.

"For thousands of years, this is the first time Wang Kesong asked Gu to wait for him. Could it be that something unexpected happened?"

The Youmei Yasha in his arms replied: "Your Highness, you can rest assured. How many people in this underworld can do anything to Wang Kesong? They are probably preparing a gift for you carefully."

This Youmei Yasha is full of style, with beautiful long black hair, wearing a sexy one-piece three-point skirt, holding a five-pronged halberd in his hand, with a sweet and charming voice, and is Huang Shiqing's favorite subordinate.

"Hey, since all the beauties say that, I'll have to look forward to it. But just in case, Raksha ghost, you go and pick up Wang Kesong, and tell him by the way that today's lost time will cost at least [-]% of his time." Profit to atone for sin!"

"As you order, Your Highness," the Raksha Ghost's voice was hoarse and dull, his body was red, he was best at using long knives, and he was loyal to Huang Shiqing.But because he has a standard ghostly face, every expression and every move is very scary, he has never been valued by Huang Shiqing, and only does some errands to spread the word.

Seeing that the Raksha ghost was not wearing a mask, Huang Shiqing kicked him in the face, "Where is the mask! You want to scare Gu to death!"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, because I've been wearing a mask all the time, and I have some sores on my face. This subordinate will put it on now."

"Don't hurry up!"

"Ah! Your Highness, calm down! I will wipe your sweat..."

(End of this chapter)