This Big Brother is Inappropriate

　　He stepped back with a sullen face.

　　Dao Wuyan shook the air in the air.

　　A row of faint handwriting gradually appeared in the air.

　　——That is the ten thousand year corpse qi that contains the highly poisonous Gangfeng, which can most pollute the magic weapon.

　　hateful!

　　These magic tricks are so annoying.

　　The magic weapon that can contaminate others at any time, Qi Tian put away the Taiyi Wuyanluo in distress, and when he was ruthless, he would study the magical power of atomic energy and see who polluted who!

　　But now we have to deal with the magic way...

　　Well, you still have to use that magic knife!

　　call!

　　Lower Body Ripper!

　　A gentle knife light fell into Situ Hen's eyes, and he stopped his steps immediately, a chill rose in his primordial spirit, and there was even a gust of wind between his legs.

　　"Fuck!"

　　"What a magical knife!"

　　Slash with a knife.

　　The magic in the gentle knife is looming, but it can always give people a gentle and lingering meaning.

　　In tenderness, without making a sound, the cow will be cut off.

　　Situhen raised his vigilance. He couldn't tell the charm of it, and he couldn't understand why his Yuanshen was vigilant.

　　He only knew that the knife was fast.

　　As soon as he stopped, the gentle blade light seemed to be wrapped around him.

　　He didn't have time to use Beimang's secret zombie step.

　　The light of the knife that was as gentle as the moon, like the slowest running water, had sunk into the middle of his legs.

　　A bang.

　　The sharp knife slammed into the body of the zombie, making a loud bang of gold and iron.

　　Qi Tian flew away, holding his hands empty.

　　Five thin seven-kill blood lights, still firmly grasp this gentle knife with the extremely clever method of the imperial sword.

　　Good guy!

　　What a tough zombie body!

　　Actually, even that part of the training is like gold and iron. If you go to the brothel Chu Museum, which red aunt can stand it?

　　Qi Tian was shocked...  

　　Situ Hen also took a deep breath, equally shocked.

　　This kid is very likely to be the son of Qi Youming, no wonder his demonic nature is so cold and domineering, he really has two brushes!

　　He glanced at Qi Tian's hand again.

　　That looming, remote control of the blood-colored silk light of the gentle blade light, isn't it the town-style sword art of Xuehemen?

　　Situ Hen let out a night-owl-like laugh: "Even Ye Zhiqiu has learned [-]% of that old fox's magic knife, good boy! He really has some tricks! It's not for nothing today."

　　He stretched out a hand and held the gentle knife light.

　　I want to pull that magical knife out between the legs. Although it is the body of a zombie that is hard to hurt by a sword, it is still a little uncomfortable to be cut in that part by such a thing.

　　Palms and knives meet, and there is a sound of gold and iron again!

　　I saw that Situ hate demon claws, the black qi was completely restrained.

　　A dark claw gripped the knife light fiercely, and a burst of air pressure suddenly rose, rushing frantically around.

　　But that gentle knife is eccentric.

　　He actually started to tremble on his own.

　　"what?"

　　Situhen raised his right hand in surprise.

　　I saw a knife mark on it.

　　Although the knife marks were very thin and shallow, and there was no bloodshed, his zombie body was already dry, and beneath the thin layer of skin were the bones that were not broken.

　　The gentle knife not only ripped open his skin.

　　It was also vaguely embedded in Situ Hen's bone, showing that the blade was so sharp.

　　Situhen was silent for a moment and said: "As expected of the son of Demon Lord, except for Qingyun's sword body, even the genius of the three sects and four sects will never hurt me. You are very good! Put the knife away!"

　　Hearing his nonsense, Qi Tian was unmoved, instead he showed a sinister smile: "Let me put away the knife? I told you, can't you pull it out?"

　　Situ Hen's eyes widened immediately: "Joke!"

　　"Don't be in a hurry to make a joke, I just carefully reminisced about the feel of the knife, and there was something subtly wrong."

　　Qi Tian showed a strange smile.

　　"You...wouldn't be a eunuch zombie, would you?"

　　"..."

　　Situ Hen didn't answer.

　　The veins on the forehead burst open.

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Chapter 223

　　Beimang Ghost Dao is one of the six sects of the Devil Dao!

　　Among them, the ghost saint Xu Wan is the supreme ruler of Beimang.

　　And there are several real souls under it, and the demon corpse Gu Chen is one of the corpse demon talkers.

　　And this demon corpse has a very narrow heart.

　　Especially after being turned into a eunuch by Qi Youming in the Battle of Mangcang Mountain, and losing the qualification to visit the brothel, the demon corpse Gu Chen's temper became more and more vicious and vicious, and he could even attack his own disciples ruthlessly.

　　Situ Hen was undoubtedly one of the victims.

　　It was because of a trivial matter at the time that he was sent to Gu Chen, the monster corpse nicknamed [One Cut and No]. He took advantage of the topic and successfully became a eunuch, which was inhumane.

　　On the surface, Situ did not dare to have the slightest complaint against Master.

　　But deep down in his heart, this zombie just wanted to slash Gu Chen, the demon corpse, with thousands of knives.

　　Of course, he couldn't show it outright.

　　Even out of the dignity of a man, he would wear an extra pair of trousers underneath, telling others it was the style of national costumes, but in fact he was carefully disguising that he was an eunuch.

　　He is also a taboo for others to say "chicken", "stick" and other pronunciations. Later, it was extended to "ba" and "stick". Later, even "egg" and "pills" were also taboo. taboo.

　　As soon as he made a taboo, regardless of whether he was intentional or unintentional, Situ Hen couldn't help but get angry and wanted to kill.

　　However, there are many capable people on Beimang Mountain.

　　So Situ Hen gradually changed his policy and turned to glaring at him.

　　But in this way, the ghost repairers and the zombies in Beimang liked to make fun of him even more.

　　As soon as we meet.

　　They pretended to be enthusiastic and said, "Ah, please go to whoring."

　　Situ Hen was angry as usual, but he didn't dare to really tear his face, so he had to come up with another harsh words of revenge: "What are you? You don't deserve it..."

　　Nowadays.

　　There was a bastard in front of the public who shouted loudly and asked him if he was an eunuch. This Situ Hen was almost a subconscious reaction: "What are you, you are also worthy of talking about me..."

　　When Mr. Qi saw it, his face splashed with red, and he shouted, "If not, take off your pants?"

　　Situ said with hatred, "You don't have to take it off, I'm a man!"

　　"How dare you talk nonsense! What I cut with my knife was clearly a flat spot, and it didn't even bulge at all!"

　　"That's a problem with your knife!"

　　Situ hates to believe in evil and grabs the gentle knife light again.

　　With fierce force, he clamped the knife light with his legs together, roaring with mana all over his body, trying to shatter the knife to enhance the persuasiveness of his words.

　　Shocked hard.

　　Push hard!

　　open!

　　open!

　　Open to me!

　　Tata open!

　　The pale face of this zombie turned into a pig's liver color, and no matter how madly mana surged, it couldn't shake this strange knife light.

　　Damn why?

　　Qi Tian, ​​the bad embryo, was still booing next to him.

　　"Can you?"

　　"With this little strength, find an electronics factory to work?"

　　"Before you became a zombie, were you afraid of being a bitch?"