Star Iron, but the amount of animation

"Woo..."

Bai Heng finally transitioned from the dazed stage of waking up from a dream to the sober stage, realizing what terrible things he had said. Now he could only cover his ears in pain, bend down and bury his head between his legs, but even so, he could not block out the mocking laughter of the two bastards next to him.

They just couldn't stop laughing!

"Is it that funny?!"

The angry fox suddenly straightened up, and then saw two people with their mouths wide open. He paused, thought about it, and suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing.

All the people in the immortal boat were suffocated to death by the body odor...

Her face became serious again, but she was not tense underneath.

puff...

So, there was one more laugh in the yard.

Well known.

Smiling, especially when it's out loud, is contagious.

There is something that you might be able to hold back from laughing at, and you might not even find it funny, but if someone next to you suddenly laughs out loud, for no apparent reason, you will also start laughing, even if you don’t even know what you are laughing at.

These three people were like perpetual motion machines, laughing like lunatics for nearly ten minutes. Finally, Jing Yuan was the first one to be unable to hold it anymore. He vomited, covered his stomach and rushed into the house. It seemed that he was in the toilet now.

That's good. Maybe the gastric lavage was not clean enough. It will be safer if you vomit it out again.

With only two of them left, the smile became less contagious. Plus, they had been smiling for more than ten minutes, so they had developed some resistance to it, and only then did they finally stop smiling.

Bai Heng covered his face, feeling stiff and painful.

She kept trying to stop smiling, but her smile always failed within two seconds. She kept switching between tension and relaxation, which put a lot of pressure on the muscles on her face.

So now it's time to give her muscles some strength.

"Alas, I can only say that Bai Heng, you are indeed a genius."

An Jing shook his head: "Chunliang's words of true feelings are so hilarious that we, the gangsters, will never be able to catch up with them in our lifetime."

"I'll go to you!"

The girl covered her face and cursed incoherently.

It's sad that she wrote a total of 29.9 words of high quality, but still failed here.

"Let's talk about business. Let's talk about business."

An Jing coughed twice, indicating to turn the page.

"Didn't you go looking for Jingliu before? Did you find him?"

"..."

Bai Heng rubbed his face and sighed.

"I did find it..."

"What's that tone of voice? Is there something going on?"

The girl's expression became a little sad: "How should I put it... um... Jingliu... seems to have gone completely insane."

"It's not surprising. Demonic bodies are all like this."

An Jing has seen a lot of them.

Most of the people of his generation are barely alive today.

Either they died on the battlefield, or they were possessed by demons.

After all, most of the people he knew were related to war. It was difficult for these people who had military experience to avoid being worn down mentally, and they were more likely to fall into the devil's trap than ordinary people.

Moreover, once you fall into it, the symptoms are much more severe and irreversible than those of ordinary people.

"I feel......"

She hesitated, as if struggling to find the right words to put together a sentence that he could understand.

"She might...now...um...kind of not make you her top priority?"

"It doesn't matter. It's actually quite good. But what does she want to do now?"

An Jing was a little confused.

"She wanted to kill the pharmacist."

"What's so strange about this? Why are you so hesitant about this?"

"She also wanted to kill... uh..."

Bai Heng suddenly poked his head out and looked around, looking like a sneaky person.

"Oh, no one's eavesdropping. Hurry up and stop wasting time."

The girl looked at the boy with a look that said "you still don't understand", and finally leaned close to his ear and spoke in a very small voice.

"She also wanted to kill Emperor Gong Siming..."

An Jing was immediately filled with awe.

The young man sat up, poked his head out, looked around, and made sure that no one was eavesdropping before he bent down again.

"real or fake......"

"How could I lie to you? She said it herself!"

"Hey, hey, keep your voice down."

An Jing's expression was indescribable.

"No, what is she thinking... Just because Emperor Bow Siming gave me two arrows?"

"Isn't that enough? This is the same as killing you. Who would have thought that you were still alive?"

"That doesn't make sense. If he hadn't shot me with two arrows, you would have been the ones to suffer."

"Hey, you're trying to use logic and reason with someone who has been convicted of a demonic yin?"

An Jing thought about it and it seemed to be true.

If a person can still maintain clear logic and thinking, then just like him, it is impossible for him to have anything to do with the evil spirit.

Severe obsession with trivial matters is also a major characteristic of the demonic body.

Volume 1: Chapter 167: The engraved words come to mind.

"Fuck... this is really explosive..."

An Jing was sweating a little.

What should I do now?

Can he persuade her to come back?

He has no confidence at all.

Isn't this pure bullshit?

But there is no need to worry in the short term.

After all, the evil spirit is just crazy, not stupid, so she shouldn't go to these two star gods to die now.

Oh... let's talk about it later...

An Jing knocked his head, using the physical headache to replace some of the mental pain.

"What about Ying Xing? Have you seen Ying Xing?"

Hearing this name, Bai Heng's expression became noticeably more worried.

"Little Yingxing..."

"She...she...ah, it's really hard to say."

Bai Heng spread his hands forward and arched his back towards the sky.

Her cultural level was not very high to begin with, and the situations and mental states of those two people were more abnormal than each other. How could she describe them?

"Well, I ask, you answer."

An Jing knew that he couldn't expect too much from this stupid fox.

"Are you still alive?"

"Ah."

"Is it a big change?"

"too big."

"Crazy too?"

"Well, I don't think so."

Bai Heng thought for a moment and said, "It's just that he feels bitter and resentful, and feels that he deserves to die."

“Negative thinking?”

"Nor..."

She swallowed. "She seems to have serious self-destructive tendencies, and because... well, some of your blood melted into her, she became immortal."

"Ah... Never mind. As long as you're not dead, there's still hope."

An Jing pinched his eyebrows.

"Then, uh, then at night...it seems like a little story happened between Jingliu and Xiaoyingxing..."

"The two of them? What happened to them?"

"Well, when Jingliu escaped from Youyu Prison, he took Xiao Yingxing with him. Then, uh, on the way... he taught her some sword skills..."

"What's wrong? Isn't teaching swordsmanship a good thing?"

An Jing was a little confused.

Why does the girl's expression make it seem as if the two of them have completely severed their relationship?

"The way Jingliu teaches swordsmanship...maybe it's a little extreme."

"That's normal. Jing Yuan was beaten a lot in the past."

Bai Heng's forehead was already beginning to sweat.

They were not being beaten, they were being stabbed with swords.

The girl still remembered that she was almost dumbfounded when she heard it from Xiao Yingxing. She could not imagine that Jingliu, who had just met her and who had no problem communicating with her even though what he said was a bit extreme, had become so scary.

"Wait a minute."

An Jing looked at her expression and finally reacted.

The theory of Chekov's gun is never outdated.

"Wait a minute, let me smooth it out."

First, let’s talk about the information we know so far.

Bai Lu was born from an evil dragon, and that dragon was created using her own blood and the rituals of the Chiming tribe, and then was killed by Jingliu.

They also have a reason to turn against each other.

Then Ying Xing became immortal...

"Is this a proper swordsmanship lesson?"

"I don't think it's serious. Xiao Yingxing said she was killed nearly a thousand times."

Bai Heng shook his head.

Although she didn't see it with her own eyes.

But no matter what, it's hard not to feel that Jingliu is taking the opportunity to vent his anger when he kills someone a thousand times.

"Ghost... this seems a bit perverted..."

The boy felt his head hurting more and more.