Chapter 1395

He had closed his eyes, clenched his teeth and was ready to accept the painful Zhang Yi. After listening to him, his whole body trembled like electricity.

Her last hope for Sun Gang was blown away by this sentence.

After Sun Gang became that strange look, Zhang Yi knew that she could not be spared tonight, but he hoped that when he tortured her, he could give her a pleasure for the sake of the deep love between the two people.

Even if she couldn't run any more, she still had such a fantasy in her heart after she completely accepted her life.

But she didn't want to hand over the White Black Eyed stone fish and change it for herself: she had missed twice and didn't want to make a mistake for the third time before she died (when she was in Chuannan County, she appointed her cousin and came to the queen of Tang to "cooperate" with the Oriental to frame Qin Dachuan, which were the two biggest mistakes and stains in her life).

Everything can be repeated again and again. If he betrays his promise to the dragon head in order to die quickly, Zhang Yi doesn't think he has any face after death and goes to see the old man.

But what she didn't want to believe was that Sun Gang's hatred for her was so deep that she had to brush spices on her legs before eating her!

How can a person be abnormal to produce such a mind?

When I opened my eyes, I saw sun Gangzhen take out several bags of non-staple food seasonings from his clothes pocket, a sharp knife and a small brush -- Zhang Yi was full of strength again, and he cried sadly. He got up and was about to run.

Sun Gang didn't want to play the game of cat and mouse any more. He reached out and grabbed her left ankle and pulled it back, which made the woman fall heavily to the ground. Some took out a nylon rope.

"Let me go, beast, let me go!"

Zhang Yi struggled desperately. She stretched out her hands and made a creeping forward shape -- she saw a prismatic stone the size of a fist not far in front of her. She was very eager to get the stone in her hand before Sun Gang tied her, and then hit a blood hole in her head.

A dead person doesn't care how others treat her body.

Sun Gang naturally wouldn't give her this opportunity. He pulled himself down with another pull. His left foot stepped on her towering chest and easily tied her hands back, together with her long hair and right leg.

This is similar to Sato Jun's method of binding Yan Ying, but left her a left leg.

One left leg is far from enough to support Zhang Yi to stand up and escape. What she can do now is to look at the stars and cry bitterly.

Sun Gang regarded her cry as the most pleasant ballad, hummed and cooperated, and soon found a lot of dry firewood from the roadside slope and began to make barbecue shelves.

The bonfire next to the barbecue grill was lit and flickered on Sun Gang's face. It looked more terrible and evil.

"Xiao Yi, don't cry. I used to see when reading novels that when women cry, the meat will turn sour."

Sun Gang said, pulled Zhang Yi's long leg and put it on the barbecue rack.

Zhang Yi struggled instinctively. Sun Gang punched hard in her left waist, and her left leg became numb immediately -- what an ignorant woman. I don't know if your struggle will affect brother gang to brush spices on your leg?

In the bright red fire, Zhang Yi, with tears in her eyes, saw that Sun Gang carefully brushed cumin, pepper, lanolin and other spices on her left foot and lower leg with a small brush. The brush was very uniform and turned into a golden color that could cause people's appetite. Finally, he stretched out his tongue and licked it. He thought it could be a little light and sprinkled some fine salt.

After doing all this, sun just put her left leg on the barbecue rack and put it on the campfire. He also said, "Xiao Yi, after roasting later, I will cut off a piece for you to taste your own meat. But I'm sure you'll be very satisfied, because you liked my barbecue when we went camping. "

Zhang Yi no longer hissed and scolded. She had completely accepted her fate. She looked at Sun Gang with dull eyes and watched him put the barbecue rack on the campfire. The tongue of fire soon licked on her legs, but she didn't feel anything. She only saw the hot gas coming out of the applied seasoning immediately, and there was a fragrance.

In order to prevent this beautiful leg from being burnt and not cooked, Sun Gang specially took a brush and kept brushing spices on his legs - the best barbecue requires the most patient baking. Only by allowing the heat of the campfire to penetrate the spices and steaming the meat inside, can he achieve the best effect of being burnt outside and tender inside.

"Alas, it's a pity that there are fewer people. Only the two of us can't finish this beautiful leg."

While slowly brushing the seasoning, Sun Gang looked down at Zhang Yi and said, "wait a minute, you can eat more --"

Someone suddenly spoke from the other side of the road: "can you share some meat with me?"

This is a girl's voice, crisp and pleasant, very polite, but it's a little cold.

Sun Gang was about to draw from the corner of his mouth in his ear. The action of brushing spices stopped. He slowly looked up and looked over there. He saw a burly girl coming from under the street lamp across the road.

Anyone who sees the mutated Sun Gang will be scared to death, but the girl doesn't. just like she has long been used to seeing such people, she can't talk about being handsome. At most, she can only look calm on her face with correct facial features.

"Isn't it true that friends come from afar?"

When Sun Gang raised his head, his ugly face returned to normal. He even smiled politely and dragged a literary greeting.

"I didn't come too far."

The girl went to the campfire, looked down at the beautiful leg on it, and said faintly: "she came from the wasteland grave in Shentang town. She had wanted to meet you for a long time, but she still couldn't resist her curiosity and wanted to see how cruel you were going to torture her. Now it seems that your skill in torturing people has entered the house. Ordinary people who want to break their heads can't think of it. They will eat raw roast human meat. At least, I didn't expect it, so I admire you very much. "

"White, white light?"

Sun Gang's originally round eyes were more round because of surprise. His voice was mixed with a little fear: "you, you are white light!"

When he wanted to kill Greene in the wasteland grave, he saw a white light flash under the cliff and Yanyin's head disappeared. Therefore, after hearing the girl say that she came from there, he immediately thought of the white light.

"My name is not white light. My surname is Mo and my name is mo Beibei. "

Mobei bent over and naturally took a small brush from Sun Gang's hand, stained it with some lanolin and brushed it under the beautiful leg. "The best state of barbecue is not that it is tender outside, but both inside and outside. Therefore, this requires that when roasting meat, the fire can not directly contact with the meat, and the meat is steamed completely by the heat generated when the seasoning is roasted by the fire. Only then will it be delicious. "

Mobei said calmly and lifted the beautiful leg up again, as if he didn't see the owner of the beautiful leg. He and Sun Gang looked at her with what look.

Sun Gang was frightened.

He was frightened because he had heard the Yan Yin envoy who followed him talk about the legend of the north of the desert and knew that it was a traitor that Mrs. Jiuyou didn't dare to provoke easily.

In Sun Gang's heart, the wife who can make him an immortal soldier is definitely the most terrible person in the sky and earth. How can she be afraid of Mobei, who was also trained by her?

Ambassador Yanyin's answer is very simple: Mobei is different from Sun Gang, a "quick" immortal soldier. She made her debut after more than 20 years of cruel training in the dark world.

When it comes to the real fighting ability, Mrs. Jiuyou doesn't have the confidence that she will kill. At most, it's four or six. Even if she finally kills her, her strength will be greatly damaged and even seriously injured.

Madam can kill mobeibei because she has carefully arranged a trap. First, she uses drugs as bait to remove her invulnerable corpse poison, and then let her be poisoned. Finally, she can fake mobeibei and eradicate her.

When ambassador Yanyin said this, Sun Gang once asked such a question: if she is still alive, if she wants to kill me, what response should I make?

Run!

Desperate escape!

This is the answer given by Yanyin envoy to Sun Gang.

Sun Gang asked again, what if I don't escape?

Yan Yin sneered and said, then you wait to die. Before you die, you will see your head flying, or you can see your heart beating reluctantly in her palm.

Sun Gang felt that Yanyin was scaring him.

Because he didn't believe that Mobei would be so powerful, but he didn't take it seriously. After all, she was dead -- no matter how powerful the dead are, they can't kill the living.

But now, Yan Yin made the dead Mobei appear in front of him.

When he talked about barren graves in Mobei, he clearly realized that Yanyin envoy was right.

After Mobei came over, he didn't show how powerful she was. Sun Gang had an unspeakable fear, as if his head would fly as long as he gasped a little bigger.

Different from Sun Gang, Zhang Yi didn't have much fear in his eyes when he looked at Mo Beibei, only... Hope and despair later.

When Mobei first appeared, Zhang Yi thought he had finally come to save the soldiers: it doesn't matter who this person is, whether he can drive away Sun Gang and save her.

She just hopes that someone can give her a good time.

When Mobei was in the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Yi didn't have much impression of her. After all, the two sides didn't have any direct intersection. They just heard of such a female demon head, but they didn't put it in their hearts, and they were not interested in asking what she looked like.

But what made her desperate was that Mobei appeared not to save her, but to study with Sun Gang how to bake that leg more delicious -- it's the devil in the end.

When Zhang Yi thought of it in despair, Sun Gang said, "I heard you're great?"

"Well, I'm great."

Mobei replied casually and asked, "don't study barbecue?"

"I'll listen to your experience later."

Sun Gang smiled strangely and asked, "how powerful are you?"

"I'll be as good as you can think of me."

Mobei said carelessly, holding a brush and constantly smearing spices on his beautiful legs: "Sun Gang, I think you'll delay the task assigned by his wife if you roast meat here."

"My task is not to kill people in Lihua mountain, but to get something."

Sun Gang also replied casually, and then brought back to the question of how powerful the north of the desert is: "can you cut off my head with a knife like killing Yanyin envoy?"

"Yes."

Mobei's words are very concise.

"I'm invulnerable."

Sun Gang said faintly.

"If I say yes, I can."

Mobei answered without raising his head.

"Then try it."

Sun Gang smiled and said, "I don't believe you can cut off my head."

"Then I'll try. You can see clearly."

When Mobei, who was still painting spices, said the last word, sun gang saw the white light again.