I Am the Corpse Master

The two sisters are related to the same man, how can they not be embarrassed.

"Tell me, who is the clown?"

At this time, Jiang Lin in the distance took a short breath and smashed the black judge who was still rolling on the ground with a mourning stick.

Hit the snake directly on the stick and strike while the iron is hot.

"Come, come, tell me where to hit, where you point me to hit where, give me a good point, point clearly."

Jiang Lin lit Commander Yin with one hand, projecting a beam of light that prevented the black judge from performing some tricks of ghosts, and the other hand was not idle at all.

Hit hard, hit to death!

"This sentence... oh!"

"How... ah!"

"I was sentenced to black... it hurts, hurts, hurts!"

The black judge was beaten by Jiang Lin with a mourning stick and couldn't even get up, let alone resist.

"Say, who is the clown?!"

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!"

While Jiang Lin asked the question, the mourning stick went back and forth, almost knocking the black judge's head into a black Buddha's head.

All big bumps.

"I am me, the clown is me! The clown is me!"

In the end, the black judge was beaten and beaten by Jiang Lin with a mourning stick and smashed to death, so he didn't dare to speak up.

Acknowledging that the Joker is himself.

"Be louder, why can't I hear you?"

Jiang Lin continued to do it. Where the black judge was injured the most, he continued to do it.

"The clown is me!"

The black judge let out a wailing like a pig, and he was extremely depressed. If he hadn't probed and waited for Jiang Lin to fight, he wouldn't have let himself fall into this fate.

Compared to Jiang Lin or even anyone present, he really looks like a clown who sells his laughter and sells his misery.

Everyone is laughing at him, he is worse than anyone else.

Chapter [*] What do you want from me?How To! (superior)

Until this moment, the black judge still didn't know what the hell he had hit, and he even wondered if he had lost his dharma body, so even his own cultivation had changed.

Before he was beaten with a mourning stick by Jiang Lin and rolled around on a donkey, he still hadn't seen Jiang Lin show Commander Yin.

wrong!

Still, still!

While being beaten by Jiang Lin and crawling all over the ground, the black judge forcibly gathered his thoughts to check himself, and found that his cultivation had not been lost.

"Damn it!"

After the black judge screamed, he climbed up while carrying Jiang Lin's beatings, and dodged out again.

"Wow!"

Jiang Lin did not continue to pursue, but vomited a mouthful of blood.

In fact, he has beaten the black judge so badly, and he has not received any gratifying effect.

The spiritual power in his body can no longer be mobilized, and even if it can be mobilized, it must be recharged.

It takes time.

The newly-born spiritual power in his body was used by him to drive Commander Yin.

Commander Yin was originally his artifact, and the threshold of spiritual power required was not high, but the mourning stick in his hand was different.

From the violent beating of the black judge to the present, the spiritual power in Jiang Lin's body has not yet reached the threshold to truly drive this magic weapon.

What a pity, what a pity!

Jiang Lin vomited blood while looking at the black judge. He cried out in his heart that it was a pity. He only needed to delay for a while, and he would be able to fully utilize the original power of the mourning stick.

However, there was still not enough time.

Heck, what a hell!

The black judge looked at Jiang Lin vigilantly, as if he was looking at a ghost.

His own body was destroyed and downgraded to a ghost, but now he sees Jiang Lin as a ghost.

The black judge was a little suspicious, and felt that Jiang Lin's appearance was all fake, in order to trap him.

Otherwise, there is nothing to explain what happened before.

He was about to lose half the life of a ghost who was beaten by Jiang Lin with a mourning stick.

Although Jiang Lin didn't use his spiritual power, the mourning stick was supposed to restrain ghosts, but it was able to exert its greatest power with the blessing of spiritual power.

Being beaten like a dead dog, it is impossible for him not to lose blood.

If the black judge knew that Jiang Lin still felt that even if he treated him like this, he would not have received any gratifying effects, and he would have vomited blood on the spot.

"Stop pretending, don't pretend to me!"

The black judge touched the big pimple on his head, hissing in pain, and at the same time he yelled at Jiang Lin.

"It's man, come and do it with me!"

After recovering his deformed head, the black judge continued to shout loudly. He just felt that Jiang Lin was playing him, clearly playing him.

What vomited blood, what was beaten by him and knelt down, there is a high probability that his mother was fake and pretended!

Having experienced being a clown once before, the black judge really has a psychological shadow.

A psychological shadow was played out alive.

It's not that he didn't wonder why Jiang Lin didn't fully display the power of the mourning stick. However, now that he had labeled Jiang Lin with a black heart, he was countless times more evil than himself, so he naturally thought that Jiang Lin was I don't want him to die so early, I just deliberately act to torture him.

Not only the black judge, but even Qiurong and Xiao Xie couldn't understand what Jiang Lin was doing. To a certain extent, they also seemed to think that Jiang Lin really seemed to be pretending.

Otherwise, in the current state of the black judge, even if he becomes a ghost again and his strength drops a bit, he will still be a peak ghost emperor. How could Jiang Lin use such an injury to take the black judge's mourning stick and put the This guy made a pig call.

In short, in their hearts, there are all kinds of things they don't understand.

"I didn't pretend, it can be learned from the world."

Jiang Lin shook his head again and again, but he never thought that the black judge would think he was acting.

He is a person who loves to act, whether he is a director or an actor, he likes to be, and has been many times.

But this time, he is really what he is now, where can he act.

"Do I have to lie to you? If I'm not injured, why should I hurt the enemy by eight hundred and lose one thousand by myself?"

Jiang Lin continued to explain to the black judge, but the black judge's face and expression became more and more contemptuous.

Liar Oh!

Not long after, Jiang Lin's body rang out again and again, causing his entire body to not know how many blood holes had been blasted out.

Flesh and blood flew.

But even so, he had to carry it.

Now, his charms have been severely damaged, and they are completely useless. The same is true for Qiurong and Xiaoxie's sisters. As for Qiurong and Xiaoxie, although they can provide some benefits, even if these two sisters work together, they are not black. The judge's opponent, who really played, may face the end of the ashes. Of course, he can't let things turn into that.

"Look... Did you see it? I... I'm so hurt!"

Jiang Lin raised his head with all his might, looking at the black judge with a sincere expression.

Before, he wanted to convince the black judge that he was not injured, in order to make this guy feel that it was not a good idea to keep trying to get rid of it and start a war with him.

But now, he really wants to convince the black judge that he is so injured that it is very difficult to stand up.

For nothing else, I still want to keep this black clown.

If the black judge was bent on leaving, he might not be able to keep him.

And once the black judge walks away without a fight, what he will face later will be a situation of nine deaths and even ten deaths.

However, Jiang Lin was like this, and the black judge still had a look of disbelief.

He just thought that Jiang Lin was deliberately convincing him that he deliberately made this out.

How can there be such a coincidence?

I'm like this, don't you believe it?What do you want from me?How To!

Jiang Lin was really convinced, how could it be so difficult to make a ghost believe the truth!

"I'm hurt, speaking of it..."

Therefore, Jiang Lin continued to be "open and honest" to the black judge, explaining how his injuries were caused.

However, what worried him had already happened, and the black judge had the intention of quitting.

The more he explained, the less the black judge took it seriously.

Second uncle, if you are injured, you are injured. Even if it is true, is it necessary to explain it to me?

After you explain, then what?

Don't you still want to hack me!

The black judge really felt that he had become smarter this time, and even though Jiang Lin's tongue blossomed with lotus flowers, he was just like a Buddha, and there was no wave in his heart.

Chapter [*] What do you want from me?How To! (Down)

Originally, according to the character of the black judge, the black-hearted, black-hearted, and poisonous, he would never give up easily if he suffered a loss, especially when he had been smashed by Jiang Lin before and even his body was destroyed, and he was beaten like a dead dog, which made him even more so. It was difficult for him to swallow this breath.