Book of Gods and Demons

　　 Joe dared to swear with Tifa's small mallet that he had never seen such a terrible scene.

　　 Even if he saw the grimace shopkeeper for the first time, he slowly took off the whiteboard mask on his face, revealing the face that had been burned by high temperature and was uglier than a ghost, and he couldn't compare to the horror he saw before him.

The red-haired, red-eyed, exquisite beard, and the handsome-looking Myers, his handsome face is like a thickened human skin mask, accompanied by the evil tearing sound, from his head The top falls off.

　　The peeled skin, like being held by an invisible ghost, just suspended in the air, like a cheerful belly dancer, twisting left and right, and blood dripping from the skin from time to time.

　　 Myers’ face...

　　 At this moment, Joe has no idea how to describe his face.

　　 his head is still red, and his face is flushed at the moment. The muscles under the skin were dripping with blood, the blood vessels in blue and black, and the meridians in white. These tissues were twitching slightly, just like the moray eel that had just been peeled off the skin that Joe had seen in his kitchen.

　　 "What the hell!" A cold breath hits his forehead from the soles of his feet, and he hissed loudly, and his mind was in chaos.

　　 The crimson eyes quickly faded, the three-circle and six-pointed star magic circle in the depths of the pupil stopped spinning, and the light of the magic circle gradually converged.

Joe escaped from the state of being extremely crazy, controlled by the terrible fighting instinct and terrifying fighting instinct. He only felt a little bit of weakness after excessive exercise, and the feelings of happiness, sorrow, sorrow and joy that a normal person should have returned to him. Body.

　　 Followed Gorkin to fight on the streets of Tulum Port since he was a child. After Gorkin joined the army, he brought a large group of armed sailors and Tulum Port to provoke troubles. Joe also saw many **** scenes.

　　 But like Myers...

　　 Joe is very inexplicable, his teeth are trembling.

　　 "Your hand skin!" The hoarse and evil voice sounded again.

　　 With a sound of ‘chih, Myers clenched the stabbing sword’s right hand tightly, and a blood line suddenly appeared out of thin air on his wrist. Then, as if taking off his gloves, the entire skin of his right hand slammed outwards, and a whole piece of right palm skin was forcibly separated from Myers' palm.

　　 ‘Dang Sang’, the stabbing sword fell to the ground.

　　 Myers roared in pain, he suddenly raised his right hand and looked at the **** palm in horror.

　　 He widened his eyes, his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets, hissed and screamed: "Skinner...skinner...heresy, heresy...damn, damn..."

The big silver light rain pierced at Mels with a harsh sound. Two cyan whirlwinds rose from Mels' feet, and the whirlwind the size of a basin wrapped his calf. He roared and cursed, faster than before. When fighting with Joe, it was more than twice as fast, bringing a dozen afterimages into the court room and retreating.

　　 "The skin of your calves and soles!"

　　 The hoarse and evil voice sounded again, evil forces filled the void, and inexplicable rules came, Myers' body suddenly staggered, he roared and knelt to the ground with a ‘boom’.

　　 He retreated too fast, he knelt down on the ground suddenly, his body was like a ball, ‘grumbling’ backwards, and then slammed into the back wall.

From below his knees, his trouser legs and boots exploded. Just near the ligaments of his knees, two blood lines emerged out of thin air, accompanied by a harsh tearing sound, just like his face and the skin of his right palm. The skin of his two calves and soles, as if taking off his socks, cracked cleanly and decisively from his body and flew away.

　　 A piece of dough, a palm of a hand, and two legs and feet are slowly leaning together. The four pieces of skin are suspended in the air several feet off the ground, floating up and down happily, and twisting happily.

　　 Myers trembled violently. The thin and tall man who had just blocked his fatal sword rushed in front of him, and a few swords penetrated his shoulders and knees, completely abolishing his mobility.

　　 Myers would not be allowed to resist. The man grabbed his neck, opened his mouth violently, stabbed his fingers roughly-into his mouth, and scraped back and forth several times on his two rows of gums.

　　 Then, the man tore off Myers’ jacket and tore off the collar of the white shirt inside him with a ‘chih-la’. This was extremely violent and pushed him to the ground heavily.

　　 A series of actions made Joe amazed.

　　 "Master, are you okay?" The man smiled, inserted the stabbing sword back into the scabbard hanging around his waist, and bowed deeply to Joe.

The man was born tall and thin, with sharp facial contours and stiff lines, like a statue, with a strong smell of pungent tobacco on his body. It was the man who had been guarding the fish-cutting field and interacted with the ghost face shopkeeper before. .

"Uncle Ya, do you think I seem to be okay?" Joe pointed to the hundreds of thin sword marks on his body that were about an inch deep and still bleeding, and said angrily: "You think I am like this, like Is it all right? If it wasn't for my thick flesh!"

　　 Joe waved his arms vigorously and yelled: "If it weren't for my thick flesh...thank my dear mother, how much food she used to raise me such a fat body that can serve as an armor!"

　　 Joe gritted his teeth, picked up an iron rod from the ground, strode to the front of Myers, and slammed a rod on his shoulder.

　　 Accompanied by the harsh fracture sound, Myers' tragic howl became louder and louder.

Joe roared: "My mother Liya, she worked so hard to make food and let me grow such a fat body, not for you to poke with a sword! Damn bastard, if Liya sees me now With this look, you will be in big trouble, I tell you, you will be in big trouble!"

Myers' mouth kept spitting out sticky red saliva. He stared directly at Joe and hissed: "Joe Jung Witto, I won't be in trouble, it's you, it's your Witto family. The trouble is big...you collude with heretics!"

　　 Myers was struggling, convulsing and inhaling deeply, as if this would stop the sharp pain coming from all over his body.

"Skinning Sorcerer, hahaha, skinning Sorcerer, the great Mu Zai, the top ten heretics on the "Holy Judgment List" of the Golden Oak Church, your Rittal family is related to the Skinning Sorcerer, you really have, very Big trouble!"

　　 A light breeze blew in from outside the gate of the room, and there was an inexplicable breath in the wind that made people palpitation and chilling.

The skin was as pale as a dead person; the black hair was sparse and sparsely attached to the scalp very smoothly; in the deeply sunken eye sockets, two aquamarine eyes glowed with green light like night owls; thin , The dark red lips are pressed tightly into a line.

　　 With the breeze, the middle-aged man who walked slowly in from the door looked like a good person. He was wearing an ordinary black short cloak, carrying a thin cane in his left hand and a hanging banana in his right hand.

　　 A one-foot-tall monkey squatted on the shoulder of the middle-aged man, a pair of dark eyes staring at the delicious food in his hand.

As soon as he entered the room, the monkey sniffed suddenly, his attention was taken away from the hanging banana, and he jumped up with a grin, and jumped to the four floating in the air. Before the skin.

　　 The monkey carried a small backpack on his back. It familiarly put down the backpack, then jumped up, folded four **** human skins, and stuffed it into the backpack indiscriminately.

　　 carrying his backpack, the monkey leaped back to the middle-aged man, squeaking and screaming at the hanging banana.

The middle-aged man pursed his mouth and threw a whole bunch of bananas to the monkey. Then, holding the head of the cane in both hands, he leaned slightly and bowed to Joe: "Master, today’s things are really dangerous, but fortunately we Arrived in time."

After a few giggles, the middle-aged man pointed to Myers, "He even dared to hurt the young master, he even dared to threaten the Rittal family, young master, I need me to peel off his whole body little by little. Huh?"

　　 Joe's eyes widened, and the iron rod in his hand fell to the ground with a sound.

　　 He looked at the middle-aged man incredulously: "Mr. Skins...I always thought that you are just a kind, knowledgeable tutor with a special habit of fried bananas!"

　　 "I like all food made from bananas. Of course, fried bananas are the simplest category."

The tutor of the Rittal family, the curator of the Rittal family’s private library, and the manager of the Rittal family’s private archives, the four young masters and young ladies of the Rittal family, including Gorkin, Tifa, Joe, and Weimar’s The literate enlightenment teacher, the kind and knowledgeable Mr. Si Gengsi smiled and bowed to Joe again ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ bananas, I like bananas, because its skin is easy to peel. "

　　 "Because of some early years of experience, I have a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, I like easy-to-peel foods. Among all foods, the easiest to find and the easiest to peel is undoubtedly bananas."

　　 "I like bananas, as if I like this bold and bold Lord Myers."

　　 Mr. Si Gengsi ‘chuckled’, and as he laughed, the several oil lamps in the room shook violently, and the original blue and white lights turned dark red inexplicably.

　　 "Master, Myers is in good health. Moreover, he has exercised for a long time, is well-nourished and well maintained. The texture of his skin is very high and has a very high artistic quality..."

The tooth on the side coughed heavily and interrupted Mr. Skeins's words: "Master, what should I do here? Damn Skeins, I told you that I can save the young master safely. I don't need you to intervene. ."

　　 Teeth stretched out his hands very annoyed: "Look at you, let you come just in case, in fact, you don't have to take action at all. But now, you see, you see... We could solve the problem peacefully, now..."

　　 Tooth kicked on Mels' stomach, and he said annoyedly: "Segons, you know how troublesome it is to clean up this stall and let so many people disappear out of thin air?"

　　 Myers wailed miserably when he was kicked.

Yanan, who was lying on the ground by the side, fainted by the aftermath of the battle, uttered a trembling pleading, "No, no, we, we will be tight-lipped. Honorable Joe, we, we have nothing today. Seeing, hearing nothing..."

　　 Qiao, Ya, and Sagans sighed at the same time.