Chapter 15: Vanishing

Chapter 15: Vanishing

The steward of the outer court and steward Xiong.

Two old friends.

One was beheaded when it was head-on.

One was beheaded while on the back.

One is the right hand knife.

One is a left-handed knife.

One was dismembered from the left shoulder to the right waist.

One was dismembered from the right waist to the left shoulder.

Same wound.

same location.

The same miserable death!

Just as He Gui caught the flying fire bottle, he saw Guanshi Xiong being brutally dismembered.

I haven't been heartbroken yet, but I'm already terrified.

He Gui managed to stabilize his mind and asked loudly:

"Your Excellency is not Cao Shiqi! Who are you...?"

Cao Cuo's right arm was broken by the magic weapon Liuhuo bottle, and his right hand was drooping.

The golden light on the left hand is getting brighter and brighter, covering the entire left arm...

A phantom of a three-foot blade slowly grows from the light in the left palm...

more and more solid...

This is a sign that the magic knife has reached the state of shape-changing.

Easy shape!Surgery raw bone!

The change of deformation, the bone of bone.

The one-style magic knife has transformed into a knife shape, breaking away from the barrier of the flying blade technique...

A brand new technique seems to be taking shape...

Cao Cuo has intensively practiced Bairenquan for 20 years. Practicing boxing is practicing Qi, and boxing is like a knife.

He created this type of magic knife in the hope that he could refine the bad breath, the bad breath that was raised day after day in the He family village.

Cao Cuo stepped forward, the three spells of the same origin flowed together, and the light of the magic knife in his left hand became more and more powerful...

Slashing the fire bottle for the second attack...

With a single blow, He Gui scattered the three talismans that He Gui threw out in a panic... n/-OVelBIn

call out!

He Gui only saw a fierce light...

Bright...

Click!

In the middle of He Gui's eyebrows, a long red line emerged, running through his whole body...

Two pieces of corpses, internal organs, and blood were scattered all over the place.

Yin Hong all over the place...

The bone-corroding poison in this body is as black as ink. It is said that as long as the skin of an ordinary monk is even slightly touched, the flesh and bones will immediately rot, and there is no cure.

"It's a good thing I'm cautious enough, otherwise if I get bitten, I'm afraid I'll capsize in the gutter!" Cao Cuo thought to himself.

A mature bone-corroding golden centipede is comparable to a flood dragon, and this one is in its infancy just like the green locust.

After half an hour.

Half of the centipede was on the verge of death, and before it died, it let out a roar and sprayed out bone-eroding black mist...

Two green locusts were dyed black...

Lying on the ground, dying.

Cao Cuo quickly used symbiotic induction to contact.

It is reassuring to confirm that the green locust is not serious.

The green locust pounced on the corpse of the bone-eroding golden centipede, feasting on it, even if it was soaked in the bone-eroding poison and its whole body was completely black, it would not stop talking.

Delicious at the moment, highly toxic is just a condiment.

"The resistance of green locusts to toxins is beyond imagination, and the bone-corroding poison that monks talk about can't hurt them."

Cao Cuo was secretly happy that green locusts are invulnerable to all poisons. As a symbiotic, he also has the same physique.

After resting for a while and recovering some strength, Cao searched the scene by mistake.

Only two low-grade storage bags were found.

One belongs to He Gui, and the other belongs to the racecourse manager.

In the storage bag of the steward of the racecourse, there are more than 300 talismans, fifty stones of yellow bud rice, and various sundries...

The most precious thing is a copy of Qi training inheritance of [Nongyan Gong], which is at the same level as [Hundred Blade Fist].

There are more things in He Gui's storage bag. There are more than 500 talisman coins, one foundation building pill, 120 shihuangya rice, five elixir...

The most precious thing is a [Natal Gu] secret law inheritance.

Cao Cuo took a closer look at [Original Gu], combined with the confirmation of the book, he understood that this should be a crippled method.

The original intention is to practice together with Gu's life, which can not only promote cultivation, but also increase the chance of foundation building.

However, the method of restricting the voodoo is too rough, and it should have been cut down a lot, which greatly increases the probability of the voodoo backlash.

Cao Cuo originally lived in symbiosis with green locusts, which is countless times better than this secret Gu technique, so of course he would not practice the hidden dangers of [Natal Gu].

However, the method of raising Gu is worth learning, especially a method of refining insect grain pills, which can greatly increase the growth rate of insects, which is very suitable for green locusts.

"Including the more than 200 shihuangya rice confiscated in the granary, there are a total of more than 370 shihuangya rice, worth more than 700 talismans. It can be regarded as a sudden wealth."

Cao Cuo sighed secretly, and while playing with the fire bottle in his hand, he turned his head to look at the corpses of several people who were about to be swallowed up, and said to himself:

"Murderers will always be killed. You deserve what you deserve."

After collecting all the seizures, Cao Cuo slowly left the inner hall, followed by ten green locusts.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Quiet as ink.

Outside Hejiazhuang, another three green locusts led thousands of locusts, and rushed towards the granary, and the nearby horse farm just happened to catch fire...

Locusts, panicked horses, burning stables, firefighters, locust repellents...

mess up.

No one noticed that Cao Shiqi, a slave, was missing from the stable.

Maybe they were killed together.

Maybe it was accidentally buried in the flames.

Who cares about a man slave?