The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Sanqi glanced at Murong Bai with the last bit of nostalgia, and then reluctantly called all the ghosts in the corner over, performed his own job, and sent them all into reincarnation one by one .

"Ugh……"

When everything was at a loss, it was already half an hour later.

Thinking of Zhao Li's earlier arrangements, he glanced at Zhao Li who was joking with Murong Bai and introducing all kinds of interesting things about Hades, Sanqi walked forward with his mouth pursed, and rushed Zhao Li asked, "Shall we send him back later?"

Sanqi pointed to Murong Bai, and then said in a low voice, "I'm hungry, and I'll have the strength to open the gate of the underworld when I'm full."

Sanqi's explanation was obviously just an excuse. Although Zhao Li was slandering in his heart, he also knew that Sanqi's stomach was really empty at this moment.

So he nodded and said, "Then as soon as possible."

Zhao Li raised his hand and touched Murong Bai's head, then said to Sanqi, "He's too young, if his soul leaves his body for too long, the damage to his body won't be too small."

"If you procrastinate any longer, until the vitality in the immortal body is gone, even if I send him back to life, he won't be able to come back from the dead."

Zhao Li said in a deep voice, "At that time, Changsheng will really be turned into a ghost by you."

Sanqi's eyes lit up, and he said, "Then can I eat him then?"

"Eat a fart!" Zhao Li yelled angrily, pointed at Wang Xiaolu whose body was still separated, and said to Sanqi, "You should eat him!"

Hearing Zhao Li's words, Sanqi reluctantly came to Wang Xiaolu's side.

She first followed the hair, lifted Wang Xiaolu's head, then grabbed one of Wang Xiaolu's feet, and was about to pull him to the back kitchen.

"Hey, hey! You ugly monster, let me go, Grandpa!"

Sanqi's actions scared Wang Xiaolu into screaming, but what he got in return was Sanqi's cold stare.

"If you keep making noise, I'll eat you right here!"

Eat it raw?

Wang Xiaolu shivered from fright.

Then, between being eaten raw and stewed, Wang Xiaolu finally chose the latter.

At least being stewed and eaten can still maintain his last decency, can't he?

Wang Xiaolu looked at his own body which was dragged by Sanqi with a long line on the ground, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Immediately, he felt Sanqi's footsteps suddenly heard, and Sanqi's voice suddenly came from his ear.

"Zhao Li, I really, can't eat him?"

Chapter 965 Singing and Playing the Piano

Chapter 965

With Zhao officials blocking her, of course Sanqi couldn't easily throw Murong Bai into her pot.

Therefore, Sanqi could only chant in his mouth, while holding his own kitchen knife, he chopped Wang Xiaolu's body into large pieces, threw them into the pot and simmered them into a pot of soup.

Originally, Sanqi was thinking of throwing Wang Xiaolu's head into the pot as well, but when she saw Wang Xiaolu's skinny and ugly face, and then remembered Wang Xiaolu's words about her being ugly, Sanqi's heart skipped a beat. , suddenly wanted to keep Wang Xiaolu's head.

There are not many other things in Mengpo's village, but in order to grow Manshusawa, Sanqi asked Zhao Li to bring back a lot of things to grow flowers.

He casually found a flower pot in the corner, and planted my Wang Xiaolu's head in it.

As a ghost, even though Wang Xiaolu's body has been put into the pot by Sanqi, as long as his head is still there, he can't really be considered dead.

Sanqi doesn't have that ability, but if Zhao Li is willing, he just needs to throw a small magic trick in the past, and Wang Xiaolu's body can grow back again.

It will take a long time for the meat in the pot to be cooked. Sanqi originally just wanted to wait quietly, but the fragrance emanating from Murong Bai's soul made Sanqi feel really sad. There was no way to settle down.

But for some reason now, there is no new ghost to report to Meng Pozhuang, so of course Sanqi can't use work to make herself forget her appetite.

In the end, after casting another cautious glance at Murong Bai, he could only turn his gaze to Wang Xiaolu.

"Hey!"

Sanqi called Wang Xiaolu and asked, "Can you sing? Sing me a song to relieve boredom!"

Hearing Sanqi's request, Wang Xiaolu stared, and was about to curse at Sanqi.

But when he raised his eyes, he met Sanqi's icy gaze.

"If you can't sing, then what's the use of me keeping you?"

Sanqi snorted coldly and said, "It's better to throw you into the pot together, it's more unpalatable, but you don't care if you're full?"

In this world, it has always been better to live than to die.

The knife that Wang Xiaolu had slashed on his neck earlier had taken away all of Wang Xiaolu's courage to face death.

Especially, after witnessing how Sanqi made his body into a pot of stew, Wang Xiaolu didn't want to die even more.

At this moment, for Wang Xiaolu, even if he can only live with one head, it can be regarded as a kind of happiness.

"Hey... What crime did I do when I was alive, and why did it fall into your hands?"

Of course, complaints belong to complaints.

But after being threatened by Sanqi in this way, Wang Xiaolu could only smash his teeth and swallow all the bitterness silently.

Then he cleared his throat and began to sing to Sanqiyi.