God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1150 Retribution Unhappy (3)

"is it?"

Gui Jianchou stared at Hu Jinglei.

Hu Jinglei quickly lowered his head, "Yes... yes."

Compared with before, Gui Jianchou's appearance is much more normal now, even with such evil spirit, he is still a little handsome.

It's just that Hu Jinglei couldn't help feeling chills in his body.

It's like walking in the forest late at night, with the whining wind blowing wildly behind you.

"Jinglei, am I scary like this?"

Suddenly, Gui Jianchou asked.

Hu Jinglei shivered subconsciously, and put on a smile, "No..."

"Honestly, dear."

"...Yes, Master, you are more dignified now."

Otherwise what would he say?

Do you want him to say, Master, you have become more beautiful, but it makes people feel like hell from the bottom of their hearts?

He dared to say that, Gui Jianchou would definitely be the first to send him to hell!

Gui Jianchou hooked his lips, and the spirit lines on his face were also flowing, looking very unpredictable.

Suddenly, he looked at Feng Buzhan, "Not good!"

puff!

Just as the words fell, Feng Buzhan spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood!

Boom!

The crown, which was originally supported by him with Yuanli, was spun in front of him, and fell to the ground.

quack.

Blue and white porcelain-like cracks were born on the flawless crown.

Zimang scattered in all directions.

brush!

The black power in Gui Jianchou's hand was running, and he held Zimang She in his hand.

"Master! The crown is fake!"

Feng Buzhan lost all energy and energy, his face was as pale as a candle in the wind.

Hu Jinglei was shocked to see him become like this.

Feng Buzhan's skin was as wrinkled as an old man in his sixties, and after the crown fell to the ground, his black hair turned white extremely quickly.

It didn't take long for him to become a real old man thoroughly.

"Master, help! Master, help!"

Feng Buzhan screamed in panic.

His gaze was on the purple awn in Gui Jianchou's hand.

It is so full of life.

"Master..."

He struggled to get up, walked towards Gui Jianchou, stretched out his hand, wanting to take the ball of purple awns.

This purple awn deprived him of his energy, perhaps swallowing it could restore some of it.

Ghost saw ripples in his sad eyes, pressed the hand that was older than him, and said gently: "Zhan'er, it's useless, even if you swallow it, your energy will not be replenished."

Feng Buzhan showed pain on his face.

But, he still wants to give it a try!

Suddenly!

He and Hu Jinglei stared dumbfounded at Gui Jianchou throwing Zimang into his mouth, chewed it a little, and then swallowed it.

"Master, you..."

Feng Buzhan was furious.

An idiot like him also understands Gui Jianchou's intentions.

This person actually swallowed his energy!

"Zhan'er, this thing is useless to you, but it is very useful to Master. Don't you want to take revenge?"

It was during the gap between his words that his face changed again.

Those spirit patterns suddenly disappeared.

No, it didn't disappear, it just sneaked into the body.

All of a sudden, this old man who was once as old as a dead tree turned out to be dozens of years younger!

pedal!

Feng Buzhan took a few steps back and looked at him incredulously.

"Zhan'er, you have consumed too much energy and need to replenish it. You should use these pills first."

Gollum.

Several bottles of pills were thrown on the ground and rolled to Feng Buzhan's feet.

"Master will definitely avenge the enmity between the two of you!"

After Gui Jianchou finished speaking, he didn't hide his pride on his face, and left with a smile on his face.

Inside the house, it was quiet.

Hu Jinglei had never seen such a miraculous thing, nor had he seen such a terrifying ghost. After the man left, he was really relieved.

Looking at Feng Buzhan with pity.

"Woooooooo..."

Feng Buzhan collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly.

(End of this chapter)