There's No Witch I Can't Wash

His face turned pale as paper in an instant, and a large amount of blood spilled from his nose and mouth. Bai Zong opened his mouth, but said in a miserable manner.

While speaking, the man's face also came close, and under the dim candlelight, Bai Feng could clearly see his appearance.

"It's you... It's actually you, how could it be you?! You're not dead?!"

There was such a frightened look on his face that Bai Feng repeated 'it's you' three times in a row.As for Bai Zong's surprise, the man raised the corners of his mouth, and his words were full of joy.

"Why, do you feel disappointed to see this seat still alive? Who do you think this seat is, how could he die so easily?"

"How can it be, what is it... what is going on, what are you planning to do, and what do you want?!"

"What do you want to do, then... it's a little too much. Even if you say it, you dead person can't finish it."

He didn't mean to be long-winded with Bai, but while the man spoke coldly, he exerted force with his hands, completely crushing the other's heart.

But at the moment when Bai Feng's heart was crushed, his pale face suddenly turned red again.

He showed a tragic smile, but he didn't know where the strength came from. Holding the broken knife in his hand, he slashed down again, but in a split second, he didn't know how many knives fell.

Dao Dao is domineering, Da Dao is fierce, Da Dao is fierce, Da Dao reveals the courage to abandon me.

The man standing in front of him couldn't help but change color, his graceful and calm posture disappeared, and his entire body was tilted to one side because of Bai Zong's continuous slashes before his death.

The inclination reached the limit, and then the robes were torn, flesh and blood flew, and the bones were shattered. The last knife went down the man's shoulder, and almost fell into his chest.

"So... don't underestimate any innate!"

Seeing the man in front of him with such a tragic appearance, Bai Feng smiled miserably, said the last sentence, and then his whole body fell limply, and finally died of anger.

The man in the black robe stood there, sneering at the corpse whose blood was gradually flowing into a pool under his feet.The broken knife that Bai enshrined was completely submerged in his body, making his upper body look extremely tragic.

"Do you think... this kind of injury has any effect on me? I'm just too lazy to avoid it."

As the man said this, he squeezed the back of the knife and pulled out the broken knife. Immediately, blood spurted out of his hideous wound.

Only after splashing to a certain height, the blood is suspended in the air in a strange way, condensing and not falling.

"But there is one thing that is not wrong. You are innately useful. At least your blood and energy can barely make my skill a little purer."

Talking to himself like this, the man immediately raised his hand towards the corpse on the ground, and the blood that was flowing all over the ground was pulled by an inexplicable force and flew towards the man's palm, and it didn't take long for it to form in his hand. A blood-colored jade ball.

As all the blood on the ground was absorbed into the man's hands, the blood in Bai Feng's corpse also poured out continuously. Before long, there was only a shriveled corpse left on the ground.

He almost greedily swallowed the blood in his hand into his body, and then the wound on the man that almost tore his entire upper body was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After doing all this, the man stretched his body with pleasure, and the bones rubbed together to make a burst of firecracker-like explosions.

Then he stepped out of the courtyard step by step, but walked towards the main room of the City Lord's Mansion.

The man didn't mean to hide his figure in the slightest, he just walked in the city lord's mansion in such a dignified and relaxed manner, as if he were walking in his own backyard.

Along the way, the night patrolling family and nursing homes have already met two groups, but the servants who are yawning with lanterns seem to have not seen the man, and they all turn a blind eye when they pass by him.

The door opened and closed, and he stepped over several thresholds in a row. With the gust of wind, the man had already entered the room where Wang De was sleeping.

In the dark room, incense was floating, and the incense burner in the center of the room was flickering with little sparks.

The two naked women were clinging to Wang De's fat body, their beautiful figures were exposed in the air, their faces were still flushed with passion, while Wang De had a big belly. The snoring was so loud that I didn't realize that there was a figure beside the bed.

There was no movement from the man either, and Wang De, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly jolted and opened his eyes.

"I heard... Do you think Tibetan Sword Villa's death is damn happy, and it's a big white?"

The voice of Yin Qiqi sounded beside his ears, accompanied by the disgusting smell of blood, and suddenly it was the appearance of the dead soul that scared Wang De, and the fat body twitched and rolled off the bed.

"Ghost... ghost!"

The shrill screams suddenly surprised the two sleeping women. They rubbed their eyes and stood up lazily. Before they could open their mouths, they saw a bloody figure at the head of the bed, followed by two more voices. A shrill scream rang out.

"Noisy!"

He tilted his head and let out a deep anger. The three people who screamed in agony seemed to be broken. Although they still opened their mouths, they could no longer make any sound.

"I said, it's an old friend meeting anyway, so it's too rude, Mr. Wang."

The man shook his head and sighed as he said that. He walked over to Wang De, who was twitching constantly, and stepped on his fat belly.

This foot directly exploded his round belly, blood and internal organs were scattered, and the two women who were splashed with red and yellow things, but still couldn't make any sound, were He rolled his eyes and fainted happily.

"The night is still long, we can still have a lot of topics to talk about, can't we, Lord Wang?"

As the man said this, he looked at Lord Wang with round eyes, his whole face swollen like a toad, and then slowly took off the hood on his head.

Wang De's body was twitching wildly, his teeth that were constantly colliding up and down made a rattling sound, and in the blood-filled eyeballs that were about to burst, finally the color of despair emerged.

Why is he, why is he, why is he... why is he still alive? !

Chapter 80 策马奔腾

Under the night, two horses galloped along the official road in the wilderness.Originally, Yan Zhiqiu had prepared three horses, but when she was leaving, Lin Xinnuo suddenly said that she could not ride a horse, saying that she wanted to ride on the same horse with Lin Ye.

Although I don't know how true the girl's words are, Lin Ye, who couldn't guess what she was thinking when looking at the girl's awkward appearance, also readily agreed.

After all, the two of them were still there not long ago, and it's not difficult to understand that some girls who eat the marrow and know the taste want to be closer to themselves.

I don't know if I say at this time, "Okay, you go and ride a horse with your sister Yan." What kind of cute expression the girl will show.

But after thinking about it, seeing the longing and anticipation on Lin Xinnuo's face, he still dismissed the idea.