I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 212 Magical Instruments
The grievances are grievances, but now that I am in his hands, it is hard to die. The old monster did not stop the movement of his hands, and still tore off the rat meat in his hand piece by piece, Wu Feng stuffed it into his mouth.

Although Wu Feng's acupoints were tapped, he could still feel the smell of the rat meat when it was sent to his mouth. Although the rat meat smelled bad, it was not as good as he imagined in his mouth. The key is that I can't chew it at all, and I can't feel much of the taste.

The white-haired old man finally put the large piece of rat meat in his hand into Wu Feng's mouth, then nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "That's it, after eating such a delicious meal, the old man, Your life is not in vain, kid." As he spoke, he tapped Wu Feng's chest several times, unlocking Wu Feng's acupuncture points.

Wu Feng coughed several times, thinking that he had swallowed the extremely disgusting rat meat, his stomach churned, and he opened his mouth to vomit, but he just retched a few times, but nothing came out. This taste is quite uncomfortable.

"Young man, don't waste your energy in vain. How can you spit out what the old man feeds you? You can't waste such a good thing... Hehe..." The white-haired old man laughed.

Wu Feng raised his head, and the expression on his face was distorted by anger, "Old monster! You kill me quickly! Hurry up! You can kill me whatever you want, do it quickly!"

"Hey... let's not talk about this, I haven't played enough, you want to die now, I don't necessarily want to kill now, I will let you live a little longer, I still have a few questions to ask you."

Wu Feng didn't speak, but looked at the white-haired old man with murderous eyes that were extremely stern, wishing to kill him with his eyes.

The white-haired old man looked directly into Wu Feng's eyes, with a smile still on his face, and suddenly said: "Young man, since you said just now that your master is the descendant of Maoshan, the priest who drives corpses, and you are his apprentice, Presumably you also know some superficial Taoism, then the old man wants to test you to see if you can recognize the magic weapon in the old man's hand!"

"You old monster! What kind of tricks are you trying to do? How long are you going to torture me?" Wu Feng said angrily.

The white-haired old man ignored Wu Feng's words, just stretched his hand behind his back, took out an object, waved it in front of Wu Feng's eyes, and asked: "Do you know this magic weapon in the old man's hand? "

Wu Feng glanced at the thing in the hand of the white-haired old man, and saw that it was a rectangular piece of wood with a dark red color throughout. He couldn't figure out what it was for a while, and sneered impatiently: I also took out a piece of broken wood to show off to me, and even said it was a magic weapon, so I wouldn't be afraid of others laughing my ass off!"

The white-haired old man was stunned, and became serious. He brought the object in his hand to Wu Feng's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Don't jump to conclusions so early, kid, take a closer look before you talk."

Wu Feng saw that the white-haired old man became seriously serious, and he didn't look like he was joking at all, so he had to turn his eyes to the object in his hand again, and took a closer look, because he was closer this time. , I can see quite clearly, I can't help but widen my eyes at this glance...

(End of this chapter)