Chapter 221

When the skirt was torn, aunt Zhu finally realized that it was wrong. Maybe the children in her stomach also noticed the danger. Her stomach began to hurt. Aunt Zhu's face was pale and she was in a cold sweat. She couldn't even struggle to escape.

Looking at qingniang's five fingers into claws, she was actually going to take the child out of her stomach with her hands.

Aunt Zhu exclaimed in horror: "immortal master, this is your child. What do you want to do?"

"Since it's my child, it's right to give it to me!" The young man grinned grimly, but at the next moment his face changed greatly. He could not take care of his aunt Zhu. He quickly dodged to one side.

However, he was still a little slower. Jiang Wanbai made a cut in his right shoulder with his sword. The cut was different from the ordinary sword wound, and there was no blood flowing out. Instead, it was like being burned by something. The wound was blackened and smelled. This burning black trend spread to his whole arm.

"What is this?" The young man was shocked and quickly took out the powder and sprinkled it on the wound. As a result, the powder was also refined by magic. Originally, it could make his wound grow better quickly. Now when he touched the wound, it made his wound burn black, spread faster, and there was burning pain.

"Ah The young man was so hurt that he screamed, but he quickly took out a small machete and cut off the whole right hand shoulder to shoulder.

Jiang Wanbai sneered and attacked again with his sword.

The young man turned pale and resisted with a machete in his hand. However, at the beginning of Jiang Wanbai's jade talisman, he was doomed to be defeated. A wound on his right shoulder forced him to break the whole right hand.

But when his left hand was also injured by the sword in Jiang Wan's white hand, even on his body and face, those sword wounds did not show the appearance of blood dripping, burning, which was his nemesis.

Several wounds down, the youth has been unable to support, directly knelt down on the ground.

The machete in his hand also fell to the ground. He had no strength in pain. He could only lie on the ground and howl in pain. Gradually, the howl became weaker and weaker. The young man opened his eyes and stopped moving.

Jiang Wanbai calmly takes up his sword. As he walks past the youth, he throws out a piece of Rune paper, which instantly covers a white awn flying out of the youth's eyebrows and falls back into Jiang Wanbai's sleeve.

Because of Qi Hao's sorcery, Jiang Wanbai does not dare to despise their evil spirits any more. Who knows if there will be another Qi Hao?

So it would be better for her to send his soul to the underworld in person.

Aunt Zhu was lying on the ground, pale, and had a stomachache that made her want to roll. She saw Jiang Wanbai kill the young man. Seeing her coming towards him, she shrank back in fear.

But when she moved a little, the pain in her stomach, which seemed to be torn, suppressed her fear of Jiang Wanbai. She actually begged Jiang Wanbai, "help my child, please help me..."

Jiang Wanbai stands in front of her, stares at her stomach and sighs.

"Darling, I'm going to reincarnate now. Maybe Lord Yama will deal with it as appropriate..." Jiang Wanbai squatted down and stretched out his hand over aunt Zhu's stomach.

Aunt Zhu's face was frightened and she was holding her stomach. She heard the meaning of Jiang Wan's vernacular.

To reincarnate is not to ask her child to die?

She tucked back desperately with her stomach in her arms.