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Chen Luo was also observing the scorpion, concentrating on it. Futuhong wanted to play with Chen Luo, but suddenly his arm trembled, and he exclaimed: "Ah, it hurts, I was bitten by it."

Chen Luoxin thought he was really scared and took several steps, his face turned pale, and he said in horror: "This scorpion seems to be very poisonous, even Huang Chunfeng died in the hands of the scorpion, you are doomed."

"I'm just kidding you, it's just a biological specimen, how could it bite people." Futuhong said.

Chen Luo subconsciously looked down at the yellow silk cloth, and instantly petrified it in place. The scorpion disappeared, and hurriedly said: "Master Fu, return the things to me, otherwise something serious will happen."

"I didn't take your things, it's in your hands."

"Damn it in my hand, the thing is gone, it's not you who took the sheep by hand, is there a third person here?"

"Stinky boy, don't lose things by yourself and frame me. If you don't believe me, come and check my body to see if I have hidden your treasure." Futu Hong was mad, he really didn't do the thing of taking the sheep by hand, In order to prove his innocence, he rolled up his robe and showed it to him, wanting to prove that there was nothing hidden inside.

With a sloppy sound, a black object fell out of the sleeve of his robe and fell into the soil. It was an ancient god.Chen Luo was stunned first, and then said angrily: "Master Fu, this scorpion fell out of your sleeve, did I frame you?"

"I, I don't know when it got inside my sleeve, I really don't know."

"For such a bad reason, thank you for saying it. Could it be that it flew into your sleeve by itself?"

As soon as these words were said, Chen Luo couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and Futuhong bowed and picked up the scorpion that fell on the ground without a word. Who knew that he let out a strange cry, and instinctively swung his arm, throwing the scorpion to the side.

"Master Fu, your hand..." Chen Luo saw that the back of Futuhong's hand turned black instantly, spreading towards the arm at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were rounded.

"Very poisonous!"

At this time, Futuhong also noticed something strange, his expression changed drastically, he took out a few pills from his bosom and swallowed them, the poison medicine still couldn't stop the toxin from spreading in his body, and his arm turned black soon after a long time.

Chen Luo studied medicine and heard about some cases of poisoning, so he shouted, "Hurry up and let the blood out to get rid of the poisonous blood from the body."

Those words really awakened the dreamer, Futu Hong's eyes flashed a ruthless look, he handed him the sword, and said in a heavy voice: "The poison spreads too fast, it's too late for ordinary bloodletting, cut off my left arm."

"What? What did you say?"

How dare Chen Luo cut off the arm of a living person.

Peng Tuhong slapped him three times with his hand, and said angrily: "This toxin is so strange and has a vicious aura, if it penetrates into my heart, it will be over. If I can't do it myself, I won't beg you, come on. "

Chen Luo was slapped three times inexplicably, and he aroused the anger in his heart and said, "Damn, if you dare to hit me, I will kill you with one sword."

The long sword was swung high in the air, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the cut, Chen Luo retreated and said: "Why don't you hurt yourself."

Fu Tuhong kicked Chen Luo's genitals, and Chen Luo was in so much pain that tears came out, and he roared angrily: "Your uncle, you are looking for abuse, right? I will hack you to death."

If a timid person suffers from physical pain again, the blood in his body will be stimulated. Chen Luo's eyes flashed fiercely, and his only thought was to take revenge on the opponent. He swung his long sword again and slashed down fiercely.Accompanied by a shrill scream, a severed arm flew out and landed in the distance. Chen Luo wiped the blood from his face, took a few breaths, and asked, "Master Fu, are you alright?"

"It's okay, what a fart, if you have the guts, try cutting off an arm." Fu Tuhong touched the key points on his shoulders to prevent death from excessive blood loss, and wrapped the wound with clothes.

Chen Luo was too lazy to bother with the disabled person who just lost his arm. After calming down and thinking about it, he recalled that Huang Chunfeng had repeatedly told him on his deathbed that the yellow silk cloth in his hand had the effect of suppressing evil, and the scorpion could not leave it, otherwise he would wake up. It turned out to be true.

"I have a magic weapon in my hand, I'm afraid of you." Chen Luo understood the reason and walked towards the scorpion. The scorpion seemed to sense a little danger and was actually running away.Chen Luo was happy, and launched a scorpion chasing battle. One scorpion was at large, and the other chased him again, which was so weird that he hated it.

"Little friend, have you dealt with that beast? If you really can't do it, just kill it with a sword. It's good to help me calm down."

"Give me ten seconds, and I'll take you to the hospital."

Chen Luo squatted on the ground, holding the piece of yellow silk cloth with both hands, rushed over at a certain moment, covered the scorpion under the yellow silk cloth, and slowly gathered it up, without the hard feeling as imagined. "Where did the scorpion go?" He instinctively opened it and saw that there was nothing in it except mud and grass. What the hell, where did this beast go? Chen Luo's mind was almost blank.

The scorpion passed directly below at an extremely fast speed, with its tail raised high, and it thrust towards the calf.

Chen Luo let out a soft cry, turned his head and saw the scorpion running forward, biting someone and trying to escape.Desperately rushing forward, he pressed the scorpion under him. When the scorpion touched the yellow silk cloth, he couldn't move and fell into a coma.

"The beast told you to bite me, I'll trample you to death first." Chen Luo thought that he would die from poison at any moment, so he stood up and stomped on the scorpion with both feet desperately, sinking several centimeters into the soft yellow silk cloth.

"Little friend, where did you get bitten, maybe it can be saved by cutting off that part."

"Right calf."

"I cut off my right leg in order to survive."

"Without my right leg, am I going to have to rely on a wheelchair for the rest of my life?"

"That's better than losing your life. I can understand your feelings, just like me just now. I know that little friend doesn't have the courage to make this decision. I will help you."

"Let me think about it." Chen Luo felt the abnormality in his body, squatted on the ground and rolled up his pants, which looked like black charcoal, maybe it was the fear of death, and said: "Master Fu, you should be gentle in your strikes. Could it be that you are a troubled brother? Be careful not to cut it elsewhere."

"Spread your thighs, lie on the ground, don't move around, make sure you're okay."

Fu Tuhong felt a little relieved when he saw Chen Luo being so miserable. Someone was more miserable than him. Losing an arm didn't have a great impact on a middle-aged man.But Chen Luo is still just a student, and there is still a long way to go in the future, so it is impossible to imagine what his life will be like in the future.

Chen Luoyi spoke pretentiously, chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"Are you ready? I'm going to start." Seeing Chen Luo praying to the Lord Buddha, he felt absurd and ridiculous in his heart.

"Wait, I changed my mind."

"You don't want to live anymore, kid. You're still waiting for a miracle to happen. Your face is almost like charcoal. Miracles won't happen."

"You kill me, I don't want to be a disabled person. You are a swordsman, remember to seal your throat with a sword like Ye Gucheng, making people feel like being blown by the breeze."

Thinking of having to rely on a wheelchair to live in the future, it would be better to die tragically, so as to avoid future pain.

"It's your honor to be able to die by my hands." Fu Tuhong completely imitated Chen Luo's humor, took a deep breath, and swept the sword gorgeously across his throat with the sword in his right hand, and the long sword swept through the air very smoothly.

No, it didn't cross the throat—he turned around and looked, his expression changed drastically.

Chen Luo's eyes were piercing red, his face was ferocious, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, a huge energy swarmed out of his body.Futuhong took several steps back before he managed to stand still, and he cried out in his heart, "The evil spirit has already entered the dantian, and it won't be long before he dies violently."

Losing his sanity, Chen Luo rushed to Futuhong, who swung his sword and slashed.

Chen Luo dodged and punched him, and the latter took several steps. "Damn it, monster." Fu Tuhong's martial arts had already been practiced to the stage of brilliance, and he had few opponents in the Jianghu. Unexpectedly, he was forced back by a punch, terrified, and fled towards the woods.

Chen Luo seemed to have turned into a bear in "Bear Infested", clumsy and brainless, with infinite strength, he could knock down trees as thick as a bowl with one punch while running in the forest.It was the first time in Futuhong's life that he was in such a state of embarrassment, not to mention losing an arm, and being chased and killed by college students in the countryside. Now he even regrets his bowels, and he should not have come to Chenliu County if he knew it was like this.

Just when he was feeling desperate, a burst of resounding Buddha's chant came from far and near, "Leave quickly."

A monk descended from the sky with a giant bell on his shoulders. The monk clapped his huge hands on the bell, and his body and the bell moved forward together.

It didn't take more than five seconds for Chen Luo to hold the bronze bell with both hands. His strength was not as strong as that of the monk, and he was directly thrown several feet away.He just got up, and before he knew the exact state, a bronze bell weighing hundreds of catties covered him.

"Samahasa, subdue his heart!" The monk slapped the bronze bell with his palm, and an invisible sound wave rippled around.

The Buddha's name was so powerful that Chen Luo's eardrums buzzed, his brain ached and he let out a lung-piercing roar.The monk chanted the Buddha's voice three times in succession, Chen Luo completely lost consciousness, and smashed his head against the wall of the bronze bell.