Miss Kong stood in front of him, his black umbrella leaned against his leg, his left hand grabbing the back of his neck, and his right hand slapped him four times in reverse as if he didn't want money, only then did he throw him onto the ground. Miss Kong slowly held the black umbrella under his arm and looked coldly at Fuwa with his pointy ears. He did not bind him up nor did he step on him.
"Mom, I don't dare to …"
"Run!" If you don't run, I'll kill you! " Miss Kong's tone was calm but her voice was ice-cold. I very naturally thought of that unlucky Wu Qiren and even more naturally, I felt goosebumps all over my body. However, I also accidentally realised that the little black cat was completely ignoring its surroundings, quietly closing its eyes and lying on her shoulder.
Fuwa moved his sharp ears, and his ghostly figure turned around Miss Kong, leaving afterimages when he moved. From afar, it looked like a black circle.
Miss Kong didn't even look at him as she stood in the middle of the circle. She just kept her head down, as if something was very strange on her toes, and it was as if she was more concerned about it than the fellow who was circling crazily around her. After looking for a while, Miss Kong stretched out her right hand. Her white and tender hand seemed to reach into the black circle very casually, and with a pa sound, her right hand made an intimate contact with Fuwa's face.
Miss Kong did not look up and waved, meaning to continue. Sharp eared Fuwa gritted his teeth and twisted his body, then started to turn again.
He became smarter this time, and as he rotated crazily, he started to change his rhythm. Sometimes he was fast, sometimes he was slow, and sometimes he took a step forward, and sometimes he retreated a step back.
This time, Fuwa was really well-behaved. He crawled up and ran, and with a swoosh, he jumped to the middle of a stone pillar. With a stomp on the ground, he borrowed the force of the impact and ran to the other side. Just as he exerted some strength into his leg, his body bounced back less than five meters. A red light appeared in front of him.
Looking at Fuwa who is lying face down on the ground, I felt pain in my heart for three seconds. But I can also swear that Miss Kong did not use any strength, truly not using any strength. "The result of her exertion is definitely not as simple as falling face-first onto the ground …
Only after five minutes did Sharp Eared Fuwa crawl back up, his face full of dirt as he looked at Miss Kong who was standing in front of him. Miss Kong indifferently said, "Wind Controlling Technique? "You're still too early."
Sharp Eared Fuwa suddenly turned his head and faced the group of people behind him, using his mouth that was filled with air and greeted the group of people, "Sang Ah ~ Look at the black?!" The group of people reacted and flew into the air, pouncing towards Miss Kong.
This time, Miss Kong did not move. She straightened her body, and two winglike flames that were three meters long appeared out of thin air behind her back. In a few seconds, she disappeared.
There was only a flash, but with that flash, it had already caused Sharp Eared Fuwa's face to turn ashen, and among the group of people behind him, there were already people kneeling on the ground. Miss Kong looked around and slowly said, "Now do you know what to do?"
The group of people looked at each other in dismay. None of them dared to move, nor did they dare to speak. I could imagine the fear in their hearts. Such an opponent was too terrifying. But I also realized that even so, the sleeping little black cat only wagged its tail to express its impatience and didn't even open its eyes.
A deep male voice suddenly sounded out from the depths of the stone forest, "If you don't know that Miss Kong is here, then sorry about it ~ A group of brats aren't sensible, please don't mind ~ ~ ~"
Looking towards the source of the voice, a thin old man around sixty years old walked out from behind the stone pillar with his hands behind his back. Even though he was trying his best to force a smile on his face and gave off the impression that he was very close to the Mr Chen, I couldn't help but feel that there was something strange about his face.
"Since the three of you are here, please come in? Let me also do my host's duty, "said the old man as he walked towards us. He walked in front of me and sized me up," This is Fourth Boss? A young person should be intimidated, but a young person should be intimidated. My surname is Chang, you can call me Old Chang. "
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure out what was so scary about me. Since they already said that, then I will just listen with a smiling face.
Miss Kong stood coldly between me and this Old Chang, "Seeing you, I somewhat understand what's going on."
Miss Kong's words were completely different, but wasn't everyone fighting with each other? "Since you're here, why don't you come in and take a seat?" As he spoke, he made a gesture of 'please'.
Miss Kong turned her head to look at me and I nodded. Since I have come, let's go. She might as well go and find out what happened. No matter what, she had to find an explanation for the dead.
Chang led the way, and the three of us followed behind. After walking around the stone forest for another ten minutes, we finally arrived at an open area. Unlike the forest, the stone forest had a shrub, which was a piece of barren land. Right in front of them was a huge Sarcophagus. The Sarcophagus could lay down at least four people, and their entire bodies were snow-white, making them look very strange in this dark underground cave.
Old Chang walked in front of the Sarcophagus and used his strength to push open the coffin lid of the Sarcophagus, revealing a pitch black hole, and then extended his hands and asked, "Who wants to go first?"
Miss Kong nodded her head: "You guys are really generous. How many years have these mechanisms been in place for?"
Old Chang gave a fake smile, "They are not afraid of the Miss Kong's jokes. This is all arranged by our Sect Leader, after all, we are not comparable to you people in terms of wealth and business. "In this small transaction, we can only slowly reverse the flow."
Looking at the hole, I felt a little troubled. Hamborg went down first? The situation was still unknown, and he didn't know if he could handle this fellow's strength. Miss Kong down first? This Chang Chang Zai is also not a small threat to Hamborg and me. For a moment I was silent.
Old Chang seemed to see what I was thinking and laughed out loud, "Then I'll go down and wait for everyone. I'll take a trip for everyone." The laughter had just died down when Zhang Xuan leaped into the coffin with his hands supporting the sides.
As soon as he went in, the Miss Kong followed him in, afraid that he was playing some tricks. Hamborg and I also jumped in.
These stone steps were indeed not all that strange, nor were they very long. They were only two or three stories high, and within a few minutes, we saw Old Chang's shady smile waiting for us. Gentlemen, this way, please. "
After walking a few more meters, I turned a corner and my eyes suddenly lit up. A huge oval shaped hall appeared in front of me. I was dazed for a moment. Am I really not dreaming? Am I really in this world? All of this seemed like it only happened in myths and legends!
In the middle of the hall were three circular altars, with nine altar tables placed at the end. On top of the altars were three sets of bones, three pieces of human skin, and three pots.
Separated by a ditch was the second altar. There were only three chairs on it. Currently, three people sat on the chairs with serious expressions. Their eyes were all staring at the smallest altar in the middle.
On the smallest altar were three empty, triangular tables. In the middle of the table was a bed with a woman tied to it, a pregnant woman with a big belly.
A deep voice came from the deepest part of the hall, "Chang Chang, the guests have arrived?"
Old Chang bowed slightly and said, "Sect Leader, all the guests have arrived."
"Alright then, let's invite the guests to watch the ceremony first." Esteemed guests, please forgive us for not being well-received. " The sound echoed in the hall. I squinted and looked carefully. In the deepest part, I could vaguely see a few chairs placed there. Where did the sound come from?
Following the end of his speech, a woman dressed in an almost transparent white muslin slowly walked out from the depth of the hall. She walked all the way to the smallest altar and waved at the three people sitting at the side, "Let's begin."
The first man stood up, faced the far end of the hall, and bowed deeply. Then he stood at a long table on the central altar. The white-veiled woman walked up to him and placed a jar on the table. She then traced a finger across the man's wrist. The wound was not that big, but the blood flowed into the jar like a faucet being turned on. After about ten minutes, the flow stopped and the man collapsed to the ground.
I frowned and asked the Miss Kong in a low voice, "Are they not human? I've never seen anyone stand up and let her blood shine. "
Miss Kong nodded her head. "They are demons, three of them in human form."
"Using a Transforming Demon Beast to exchange for a Triple Murder? What sort of background does this Sect Master have?" Hamborg was speechless.
Miss Kong sneered: "It's just an animal."
"Miss Kong!" Old Chang who had been silent all this while suddenly turned around, and looked at Miss Kong sinisterly.
"Did I say something wrong?" Miss Kong did not show weakness, staring straight at Old Chang.
"Miss Kong, don't be impatient. You'll be surprised later." That resounding voice sounded again. Not only was it not angry because of Miss Kong's scolding, it instead revealed traces of pride.
At this moment, a second person had already walked onto the altar. It should be said to be a female Diremonster. She stood at the second long table, naked in front of the white-veiled woman. The white-veiled woman stretched out her hands and crazily waved them around as if she was drawing. A moment later, the white-veiled woman retracted her hands and stood still. Thin red lines started to appear on the woman's body, and then blood started to flow out of the red lines. Her skin and muscles started to slide down with the blood, revealing her bloody bones.
This scene caused my heart to jump out of my chest. No matter if it was a human or a demon, to be able to treat them so cruelly, what kind of background does this Sect Leader have?
Miss Kong could not watch any longer. She bent her legs and rushed towards the white-veiled woman. The instant she rushed out, Hamborg blocked in front of Old Chang, with a rare ice-cold expression.
When I saw that Miss Kong was really angry, I stomped on the ground and the stone steps beneath my feet shattered. I retracted my parachute and turned into a red light as I charged straight at the white-veiled woman.
A ray of black light rushed out from the end of the hall at a speed comparable to Miss Kong's. At the same time Miss Kong punched the white-veiled woman, he also threw a punch at Miss Kong. This punch was enough to save her. Even if Miss Kong could turn the white-veiled woman into a meat patty, she would not be able to do it herself. Miss Kong's reaction was fast as well. His right fist instantly changed as he faced the incoming fist with his elbow. As their fists and elbows met, a loud explosion resounded, causing a cloud of dust to rise into the air.
After the smoke and dust dissipated, Miss Kong's red dress was floating as she stood there. Standing opposite her was a black clothed man, a bald, black bearded man. This man, was actually able to tie with Miss Kong in terms of strength?
"Miss Kong, I respect you as my guest. "Don't go too far!" The man in black was the owner of the voice.
Miss Kong coldly replied: Mr Chen did not kill you back then because of great mercy. You actually dared to do such a thing, are you tired of living?
The black clothed man laughed sinisterly: "Mr Chen? Once this matter is settled, it will be hard to say who will be the one to kill who! "