Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

This young jailer is a new calf, the so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, this is really true.The newcomer has little experience, and always feels how powerful he is, and always looks for opportunities to show off his skills. This time, he is really curious to see this non-human and non-beast thing.

He stabbed inside several times again and again, hitting the scholar's body every time. With his strength, his upper body would definitely hurt a lot. Although it would not hurt tendons and bones, there would definitely be bruises and bruises. of.

The scholar jumped around to dodge, but still took a few sticks firmly, extremely irritable, blowing air from his nose, and bared his teeth at the jailer.

The young jailer felt that he had the upper hand, walked to the edge of the iron railing, put his hand in, and hooked his fingers provocatively: "But with such little ability, I really don't know what's so scary. You death row prisoners are all waste!"

Before the words were finished, the scholar rushed over with a low growl. He bumped his head against the iron railing, his head was bleeding, and the scene was so chaotic that no one dared to move forward. The jailers also trembled holding long sticks hide away.

Hearing the sound of skin and flesh being ripped apart, the scholar howled like a ferocious jackal, and slowly crawled away from the iron railing on all fours.

With a vengeful smile, he looked at the young jailer who had almost fainted outside the railing, and under the jailer's loud howls of pain and unwilling gaze, he chewed the torn off wrist into minced meat one bite at a time swallow it.

Outside the railing is a young jailer with a pale complexion, a broken wrist, and crying; inside the railing is a scholar who eats with gusto and has a mouth full of blood.

Seeing this, the jailers didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly dragged the wounded young jailer out of the death cell.

The fresh blood trickled down on the gray ground of the dungeon, and quickly seeped down, leaving only a trace of fishy sweetness.

Bai Qinghan was dumbfounded, he had seen monsters cannibalizing people before, but it was the first time he saw people cannibalizing people.Looking at the iron railing again, I found that two iron railings have been bent apart by the scholar, what a huge force!

In other words, if the scholar wanted to escape, he definitely had the power to destroy the cell and escape, but why didn't he even try.

After eating the jailer's amputated wrist, the scholar hiccupped and curled up breathing blood. After a while, he returned to the previous peace and quiet, sat up straight, like a real " Like a human”, he closed his eyes and buried his chin in his knees.

The slight difference is that he frowned slightly, full of sorrow, chanting words, and kept repeating some scriptures that no one else could understand.

Seeing him regain his calm, the prisoner was truly relieved.

The disfigured man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to Bai Qinghan: "You are really lucky, a dead ghost came to block it for you. Otherwise, I think your little life will have to be explained here today."

Bai Qinghan walked over, put his arm around the disfigured man's shoulder and said: "I see you know a lot, come on, tell me about this scholar."

The disfigured man flicked Bai Qinghan's hand, and said: "Ms. Shaote is close to me, and I won't follow yours. Didn't you listen to advice before, and now you pretend to be familiar with me."

Bai Qing laughed coldly, and put his hand on the disfigured man's shoulder again. This time, he squeezed hard, and the disfigured man's shoulder creaked. If he exerted more force, the bones of the man's shoulder blade would be crushed. up.