Chapter 288

Qinghai, happy community.

Lying in bed, Cui xiaopang groaned in pain and opened his eyes hard. His head was confused. Bursts of pain came from his body and soul.

Although the pain was not comparable to the previous death curse, he still showed his teeth and subconsciously began to feel his own situation.

"Lying in the trough! What's going on?" Yilin, Cui xiaopang immediately panicked.

Cui xiaopang's body, which was stronger than gold and iron, is now two or three times weaker and lacks strength. Needless to say, a kind of black smoke, such as the decay of tarsal bones, has invaded his limbs, flesh and bone marrow, and has already formed an irresistible trend. The most serious thing is the soul, which seems to be fragmented, with dense ink interwoven and embedded, vaguely forming a strange and changeable symbol, with a smell of great terror.

The ferocious ghost wriggled, and its hundreds of millions of black silk threads pierced deeper into Cui xiaopang's soul like tentacles, as if to suck it dry in an instant. Fortunately, the moon crown and the two dragon spirits are struggling to resist, but there are still some soul essence that is passing away and absorbed by it.

This changes, the strange symbols condensed on the soul will become more and more terrible, and such an outcome is absolutely terrible! However, what really flustered Cui xiaopang was not the matter, but that he could only vaguely feel a connection with the world destroying heilian. Xiaohei was weak several times and fell into a deep sleep.

"Xiao Hei, wake up! What's the matter with you?..." Cui xiaopang hurriedly called with his heart, but Xiao Hei didn't respond.

"Creak..."

The door was pushed open and came in with hot red eyes. He found that the handsome boy fat woke up and said excitedly, "Xiao fat, you wake up! I'm scared to death! You've been sleeping for a week, you know?"

The hot beautiful eyes are a little moist, no longer the strong posture in the past, but a little more weak in the daughter's house. This week is really like a year for her. I'm afraid the fat man will never wake up again. Fortunately

As soon as his heart warmed up, Cui xiaopang, who tried to endure physical and mental pain, grinned and said, "don't cry, brother, isn't it good? My life is very hard, and the old son of hell dare not accept it!"

Pretending to be proud, he hummed bitterly, "hum! You think beautifully, but I didn't cry! There's sand blowing into my eyes!"

Spicy, at least, is also a practitioner at the peak of Shenwei period. The excuse of being dazzled by wind and sand is very clumsy. However, Cui xiaopang doesn't talk about it. As soon as the topic turns, he starts to ask what happened after the war and how people escaped?

In this regard, spicy told one by one without reservation, and Cui xiaopang, who learned the truth, was silent, with heavy sadness in his heart.

In order to save his master, Xiao Hei destroyed his foundation and fell off the level of the best congenital Lingbao, which made Cui xiaopang very distressed! Xiao Hei is now in a state of self hypnosis. He doesn't even have time to say a word to his master. I think it's also because the loss is too intense?

Although the awesome character of the little black is somewhat crafty and greedy, it can be Cui Xiaopang's most trusted and powerful gift. When he thinks of its contribution, Cui Xiaopang secretly vows that if this life is possible, it is necessary to help Xiao Hong go back to the summit and even step up.

In addition, Cui xiaopang was filled with a sense of guilt because of some taboo black fog escaping from all directions. The Chinese ancestral temple and his entourage made him deeply aware of the horror of taboo black fog. If it really dispersed and plunged the whole earth into catastrophe, he would really be a sinner forever! But fortunately, the fat cat uncle is a real ox fork. Since the other party is willing to help in the face of Mo zuluo, I think the situation is not very bad.

Spicy asked Cui xiaopang how he was now. He said that there was no problem, but the unnatural smile still made spicy Daimei frown. Thinking of the assertion made by fat cat, spicy couldn't help crying again.

"Charterer, come on, man, I'm fine, really!"

"Lie! You're showing your teeth in pain!"

"Don't worry, I'll recover soon. Don't worry!"

"Fatso, Hong Yi has told me that the curse of death is terrible. I'm sorry, but I can't help you!"

After a simple conversation between the two people, the atmosphere was low. I didn't know what they thought, and the whole person wanted to cry.

"Charterer, the room is too stuffy. Let's go out for a walk."

Cui xiaopang quickly broke the situation and nodded his head.

Soon, spicy and Cui xiaopang walked out of the room and strolled in the small garden downstairs. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the autumn wind was gusty, which made people feel bleak and cold.

"Hi! Spicy, take a walk with your chartered company?"

An aunt running with headphones joked and ran past them.

Smell speech, hot red Xia flies cheek, some shy bow head.

With a smile, Cui xiaopang quickly said with a smile, "Sister Liu, I haven't seen more and more young and beautiful in a few days. I'm happy for your old Wei head! Look at this fast-paced man, which makes me feel inferior!"

Smelling the speech, aunt smiled happily with crow's feet. After praising Cui xiaopang for two words, she walked away like a fly.

They walked side by side and didn't speak to each other, but they looked at each other occasionally, which had a lingering charm.

"Hmm? Bloody smell!"

In vain, Cui xiaopang's face changed. He smelled a strong bloody gas floating in front of him. It was very fresh.

Immediately, they stepped forward quickly and turned the corner of a corridor. Suddenly, they saw a bloody body lying in front. One head rolled down the flower bed and died in peace. The blood gurgled out of their neck and fainted a large stone road.

Aunt Liu!

Cui xiaopang, who witnessed this scene, was angry. The person who died on the spot knew Aunt Liu who had just joked with them!

In an instant, their eyes locked on a piece of dark brocade cloth on Aunt Liu's body. On it, a highly publicized silver character of forbearance was embroidered with an iron pen and silver hook, and above the character of forbearance was a bloody handprint, which was obviously just patted with Aunt Liu's blood.

Headless corpse, black brocade cloth, silver tolerance word, blood fingerprint!

The combination of these gives people a creepy feeling, but at the moment, spicy and Cui xiaopang are only outrageous!

His eyes spewed out anger, and Cui xiaopang said in a deep voice, "this is the means of declaring war by the master of the Japanese ninja alliance! The silver word" forbearance "represents the seven flower earth forbearance! Has he photographed the blood fingerprint and declared war? The little Japanese devil of dog day!"

Hearing the speech, the spicy body burst into a pure and extraordinary ghost force. The cold voice said, "since it's a crazy beast, kill him! Xiaopang, I'll avenge Aunt Liu myself!"

"Well, no problem!" nodded. Cui xiaopang was awe inspiring.

Although his strength has fallen too much because of the death curse, Cui xiaopang is still a wounded tiger, which is comparable to the qihuadi tolerance of Shenwei period. For him, he is just a provocative local dog!

"Whew! Whew! Whew!..."

The phantom flickered indefinitely, and dark shadows flickered out of the dark place, creeping strangely, looming and appearing from time to time, which was dazzling.

These are ninjas. They approach in an instant with the five element escape technique. The cold light suddenly appears and the murderous spirit surges up.

"Hi! Hi! Hi!..."

In an instant, with this high sound, seven Japanese samurai swords were cut to Cui xiaopang, one of which was cut from the ground, and spicy was not spared. Six Samurai swords were cut together, fast and cruel, with a tricky and treacherous angle.

In an instant, the samurai sword is coming!

"A bunch of rubbish, die for me!"

With a loud cry, Cui xiaopang broke out. The whole person was like a tiger into a flock of sheep. His fists carried the terrible power of darkness and smashed it fiercely!

"Ah! Ah! Ah!..."

In a moment, there were three screams. The three people in black were punched and fell to the ground like broken cloth bags, motionless, while the rest fled in a hurry.

Tu Dun, Mu Dun, Shi Dun, the Japanese ninja's proud Dun skill was immediately used, but this brilliant blindfold failed in front of the handsome boy fat. In an instant, three more died under his fist!

I'm kidding. Under the perspective magic power, the only five elements escape also wants to hide?

At the same time, the spicy also broke out. The black pilian in his hand reaped the lives of ninjas like a sickle of death, and soon there were five shriveled bodies on the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The ground blew up, and three figures rushed out like ghosts, meandering towards Cui xiaopang strangely and rapidly.

"Kill!..."

With a loud roar, Cui xiaopang's fists fell like a mountain, surrounded by dark forces. It's unstoppable!

Soon, the two figures were beaten to death by Sheng Sheng. Just as he was ready to kill the last figure, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out of the flower bed around him, like a cat. A cold light flickered to Cui xiaopang's neck and wiped it hard!

Come on! Disease! Cruel! accurate

The shadow is very powerful, and the timing and situation control are excellent! This time, I really have the style of Jing Ke stabbing the king of Qin. I put all my eggs in the golden Luan hall. If I don't succeed, I will become benevolent!

The shadow is Qihua Di Ren who led the assassination this time, and his stab deserves the name of tolerance. Unfortunately, he still underestimates Cui xiaopang's strength!

"Silly wave one!"

Cui xiaopang scolded angrily, stretched out two fingers, and Kankan clamped a cold samurai sword, then turned his wrist and waved it!

"Puff! Ah!..."

In a flash, the samurai sword in the shadow's palm was easily robbed by Cui xiaopang with empty hands. Then, with a flash of cold light, he had severe abdominal pain and was nailed into the stone road by his samurai sword.

"Wa Da Xi wow, Marty kuluda..." a series of bird words came from the mouth of the dark shadow. The dark shadow showed his face in the moonlight. He was a thin old man with a mustache.

Struggling, the old man with eight character beard wanted to pull out the samurai sword in his abdomen, but Cui xiaopang bent his fingers and fell with the force of darkness, and his hands were bound.

Spicy rushed over and had solved the trouble around her. She drank and said, "little Japanese devil, die!"

"Whew, whew, whew..."

The hot jade palm was waved, and black and black skills rushed out like a snake. The old man with eight character beard struggled and finally screamed in despair, "ah, buy a disc! Ah, buy a disc..."

Unfortunately, this sentence is well known in island art films. Buying a disc can't save him. Several black gases rushed into his body and ended his sinful life.

The battle ended in this way, and the "Ninja revenge team" led by Qihua Diren was completely destroyed.

Kneeling in front of Aunt Liu's body, these ninjas naturally didn't come for her, an ordinary person, but she unfortunately became a victim! Cui xiaopang blames himself even more. But the wood has become a boat, and he has nothing to do.

"Spicy, don't be sad. I'll call and arrange it!"

After a few words of comfort, Cui xiaopang dialed iron wolf, the person in charge of Skynet Qinghai stronghold, and briefly explained the situation. Naturally, the iron wolf will send someone to deal with the aftermath. This is one of the advantages of relying on the big tree. Fortunately, it is relatively remote here, but it does not disturb other residents in the community.

The iron wolf man acted quickly. In less than 20 minutes, the party arrived mysteriously and began to deal with the aftermath.

The iron wolf arrived in person, asked all the details of the whole thing in detail, and finally left. Naturally, he was given the proper treatment of Aunt Liu's death.

After returning to his residence, Cui xiaopang felt more and more depressed. Cui xiaopang also blamed himself. Nine times out of ten, these ninjas came for himself. The reason is naturally because of that Kennan Miyamoto!

Physical and mental pain is difficult to sleep. Cui xiaopang sits alone on the balcony, overlooking the neon flashing Qinghai in the night, and suddenly misses the carefree days before.

At that time, I was a dead fat house, a slag who achieved nothing, but the days were happy and relaxed. Now, a heavy burden on their shoulders, even if there is great wealth and opportunity, but every step is very hard!

Hard work?

Remembering the earnest entrustment of the second head, Zhao Wuji's hope and hot smile, Cui xiaopang's mind is determined again!

Aunt Liu's death is a pity, but it's not her fault. The evil of the world always exists. Only strength can change all this! Only when you are strong can you protect your loved ones!

For a long time, looking at the crescent moon hidden in the clouds, Cui xiaopang whispered, "the road ahead is more bumpy, but I will go well!"

The burning desire for survival in his heart, Cui xiaopang simply sat cross legged, operated the dark power in his body, and began to try his best to recover, trying to suppress and dispel the curse of death.

The night passed like this. Although it had little effect, the low mood when I just woke up was swept away. It was a great progress to be insightful. And after repeated exploration, Cui xiaopang also estimated a time. If the death curse in his body cannot be removed, two years, at most two years, he will be exhausted and die!

Fat, a handsome man who always cherishes his life, is not a dead man who looks back on death. He is very frightened about the calculation result, and he doesn't know how many times he cursed Satan, the demon king.