The devil kills the god

690 magic tumor

690 magic tumor

Xiao Fan's eyes swept over the golden immortals in the entire hall.

Each of them has a ferocious face, and the whole body is full of yin, and it is obvious at a glance that they are not some good men and women.

Not long after, the flashing door inside the main hall slowly opened, and a meat ball like a hill slowly walked out from inside.

Every time he took a step, the ground trembled.

"My God, what kind of black mountain old man is this? It really is a mountain! The old man of the meat mountain?" Xiao Fan opened his mouth, staring at the big round fleshy man in a daze!

Fatty Xiao Fan has seen a lot, but it is unique in the world to be so fat!

From a distance, the whole person looks like a gourd. Except for a fat head and a round body, the limbs have become indistinct.

Especially those legs, almost covered by the fat on the stomach, only a pair of ankles can be seen!

Looking at his face again, it is simply horrible.

Excessive fat has squeezed his eyes into a pair of black spots, but his nose is still very pointed, followed by that big mouth, covering almost half of the space on his face.

The body is next to the head, and the concept of the position of the neck has long been lost. According to Xiao Fan's visual estimation, this guy weighs at least a thousand catties!

"Hehe, so many friends came to celebrate the old man's birthday, the old man is so happy!" The meatball man sat slowly on a widened and enlarged seat, and several servants hurriedly moved the table. The wine and dishes were served and placed where he could reach them with both hands.

"Brother Heishan is really getting more energetic. As long as you are happy, we will be more than happy to visit your old man!" The group of fierce-faced masters all smiled flatteringly.

"Hehe, good, good! Everyone, put the birthday gift next to the old man, and then we can eat!" The old man in Heishan began to ask for things bluntly.

This group of masters began to step forward one after another, offering the rare treasures they carefully prepared with both hands.

Although it was obvious that many people showed painful expressions after putting down their things, there was nothing they could do.

"Tsk tsk, these guys really spent their money!" Xiao Fan couldn't help licking his lips as he looked at the colorful birthday gifts.

No matter which one is placed in the trading firm, it can be sold for more than one hundred thousand immortal stone crystals.

Moreover, there are quite a few things that Xiao Fan can appreciate.

Not to mention anything else, this pile of birthday gifts alone is enough to make a country as rich as an enemy.

However, he didn't see anyone take out the Immortal Gang Demon Fire.

Could it be... the information is inaccurate?

Xiao Fan glanced at Meng Wuxia, who also had doubts on his face.

After the birthday gifts were delivered, the formal dinner began immediately.

Xiao Fan and others followed Zhao Wang to the seat closest to the old man in Heishan, and looked at the appalling 'delicious food' on the table, Xiao Fan frowned.

In front of him was a young woman with her mouth sealed and her eyes filled with fear and pleading.

Beside her, there are knives and forks neatly placed, and a stove on the side. It is estimated that this way of eating is to cut off the flesh and blood of the woman alive, stab it with a steel fork, and roast it on the charcoal fire, right?

"Hahaha, you don't have to be polite, this is an appetizer, a live-roasted virgin!" The old man in Heishan said, waving the knife and fork in his hand, first tore off the gag cloth of the woman in front of him, and then with a flick of his wrist, directly smashed her chest One of the twin peaks was cut off severely, inserted with a steel fork, and placed on the charcoal fire to 'zizz' and roasted backwards.

The woman screamed in pain, her eyes rolled up, and blood gushed from her chest, but because of the sauce on her body, she couldn't pass out, and could only bear the boundless pain helplessly.

And the others followed suit one after another, and for a while, the entire hall echoed with the woman's screams one after another!

"Haha, the meat here is smooth and tender, with an excellent taste!" The old man in Heishan put the charred and tender breast meat of a woman in his mouth, chewing it constantly, as if he was enjoying the incomparably delicious taste.

"Damn, this...isn't this too cruel?" Xiao Fan couldn't let go, he could only grit his teeth, looking at Meng Wuxia who was also a little nauseous, their eyes were full of helplessness.

And King Zhao, Queen and others obviously didn't dare to try this delicacy, they just sipped their drinks there.

Soon, the young woman in front of the old man in Montenegro was cut to the bone, but she did not die, with blood flowing from her mouth and ### on her face.

Her heart was still beating continuously.

The black mountain old man's technique was extremely delicate and precise, so that the main blood vessels on the woman's body were not damaged in any way.

"Hehe, the old man has put in a lot of effort to prevent these delicacies from dying immediately. Once they die, the quality and taste of the meat will immediately decline. Learn from the old man!" After eating the last piece of meat from the woman, the old man in Heishan licked his lips, and immediately stabbed the woman's forehead with a knife, and with a flick of his hand, he even separated her skull left and right.

Immediately, he raised his hand to grab it, twisted the woman's head off, and stretched out his tongue to suck the red and white stuff in her head.

"Yeah, the taste of this brain is also good. If you don't like raw food, you can also cook it over the fire. When it's about half-cooked, the texture and taste are also good!" The old man in Montenegro said while eating.

"It's simply a beast! No, it's not even as good as a beast!" Xiao Fan and Meng Wuxia yelled angrily at the same time.

"My master has put a lot of effort into preparing for this Montenegro banquet. These virgins are all bred by his old man with the best fairy grass satellite TV. Heroes, you will never taste this kind of quality elsewhere. It's delicious, don't waste it!" said a yin and yang subordinate while cleaning up the 'food' residues for the old man in Heishan.

"Okay, after the appetizers, it's time for the main meal of the Black Mountain Banquet. Little ones, bring all the delicacies you have prepared, and let them open their eyes!" The old man Heishang waved his hand triumphantly.

"Haha, that's right, you can only taste such exquisite dishes at Master Heishan. We're not welcome!" Many Jinxians said while holding their stinky feet.

"These guys don't even have human nature at all, they've surpassed the realm of demons!" Meng Wuxia frowned, and transmitted to Xiao Fan, "Since there is no news about the Immortal Gang Demon Fire, how about we retire first? I can't bear this perverted banquet anymore!"

"Then ask King Zhao, if he lets go, let's leave immediately!" Xiao Fan curled his lips and said.

"Brother-in-law, this is not something people eat at all. It's so disgusting. Didn't we also give it as a birthday present? Can we go first?" Meng Wuxia bit her lip and whispered to King Zhao.

"Leave now, it's too impolite, it's better...be patient, didn't the orphan and the queen also eat?" Zhao Wang said with a very ugly face, very embarrassed.

However, this is the case in almost every Montenegro banquet, and King Zhao is probably used to it.

Not long after, more unbearable dishes were served one after another, followed by the sound of swallowing one after another in the entire hall.

Anyway, without exception, these dishes are all cooked with young women and babies as ingredients.

It has to be said that all kinds of novel meals that even Xiao Fan has never heard of have appeared one after another, and this old man from Montenegro is really a demon to the point of being able to eat people to such an extent!

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, these villains came to toast the old man in Montenegro.

The alcohol capacity of this old man from Heishan was also enough to match his huge belly, and he directly poured strong immortal wine into his mouth without getting drunk at all.

Beside him, the bones had piled up into a hill, filled with an extremely thick and bloody aura.

"Brother Heishan, I wish you the same longevity as heaven and earth, and the lonely king would like to offer you a drink!" Seeing that it was almost done, King Zhao got up, raised his wine glass and said.

"Haha, Your Majesty is being polite, you and I have a very different relationship, why should you be so polite?" Although the old man in Heishan said so, his face was full of helpful expressions.

After drinking the wine jar in his hand, the old man in Heishan wiped the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on Meng Wuxia.

"The old man has noticed a long time ago. Brother Zhao Wang is really blessed. With such a beautiful queen and empress, there is another beauty to accompany him?"

In terms of appearance, although the queen is beautiful, compared to Meng Wuxia, she is still much inferior.

"Brother Heishan's words are wrong. This is not the beauty of the lonely king, but the queen's god-sister Meng Wuxia!" Zhao Wang shook his head and laughed.

"Oh? The queen's sister?" The old man in Heishan raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes a few times, and looked at Meng Wuxia carefully, before showing a lewd smile: "Not bad... Since it's not the harem of the younger brother, Then I wonder if it will be cheaper for the old man?"

"What?" As soon as these words came out, not only King Zhao was taken aback, but even Xiao Fan and others couldn't help being surprised.

"This is for fun!" The queen hurriedly stopped her.

"What? Brother Zhao Wang, do we still have to look at the queen's face to decide such a trivial matter?" The old man of Heishan said with a serious face: "If my brother betroths this peerless beauty to the old man, wouldn't we personally add it to her?" Kiss?"

"Damn, I didn't expect this big meatball not only has a good appetite, but also is so lustful?" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and held back.

"This..." Zhao Wang rubbed his palms in embarrassment.

"Why? Do you still have to hesitate for so long? Could it be that... the virtuous brother thinks that this old man is not qualified enough to be worthy of your aunt?" The words of the old man in Heishan began to become stiff.

"Your Majesty, this matter... must not be agreed!" the queen said worriedly.

"The lonely king knows...but...if the lonely king doesn't agree..." Zhao Wang gritted his teeth and was about to say something.

The old man Heishan continued to say in a low voice: "Brother Zhao Wang, if such a trivial matter makes you embarrassed, just pretend that brother Yu didn't mention it, but...you have to think clearly..."