Him and It_Mrs. Lianhe【Complete】(592)

Him and It_Mrs. Lianhe【Complete】(592)

Yan Huan let go of his hand and said: "It howled like a slaughtered pig on purpose. I think it really wants to die."

Liu Fuguang ignored him and interrogated Zhangliu Shen first, and got a fact that was hard to say.

Yan Huan was right. In this world, drought demons not only existed, but were also the biggest scourge in the world. In order to warn against the drought, the village shaman here learned the evil method from nowhere, sacrificed a whole family, and made a camphor willow god out of the children of that family.

It's just that the whereabouts of the Drought Demon are unpredictable, so the Zhangliu God must be worshiped at all times. However, the harvest has been meager in recent years, and the villagers are gradually unwilling to give their precious food to this weird and terrifying puppet.

Now, the mummies on the ground inside and outside the place are the result of the God of Zhangliu's excessive hunger.

"They asked you to warn against drought," Liu Fuguang said. "How did you give the warning?"

The God of Zhangliu was silent for a moment, and then screamed: "What insects are there in June, the mountains and rocks are about to break into pieces, and the copper mountains are melting! How many couches...!"

Its cry became louder and more terrifying. Liu Fuguang frowned and said nothing. At the moment when the noise reached its highest point, the body of the God of Zhangliu collapsed with a crisp sound, and a crack penetrated its head. tail.

The hairs on Liu Fuguang's back suddenly stood up. He threw the camphor willow god away, and the brilliance of the bright pearl of the sun was already clashing with the raiders!

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Yan Huan: *Rubbing here and there, trying to control his creepy obsession, but failing* Fuguang's pillow, Fuguang's quilt...

Liu Fuguang: *Hibernated, trying to control his anger that he had only seen for a thousand years, but failed* Yan Huan, what are you doing? !

Still Liu Fuguang: *Tackling Yan Huan ruthlessly, but looking at Yan Huan's moans of happiness no matter what, he felt frustrated and regretful* Oh, what am I doing? I shouldn't pay attention to him!

Chapter 227 Ask Here (Fifty-five)

Not only Liu Fuguang and Yan Huan were surprised, but the visitor also let out a "bluff" sound from his throat, as if he was surprised that the other party could withstand his blow.

By the light of the pearl, Liu Fuguang could clearly see clearly that Hanbao's figure was extremely slender, with skin and muscles as black as steel, all clinging to the indestructible bones, giving off a strange bronze sheen, like a ghost in the night. As for the appearance and robes, there was nothing at all. On the rugged skull, there were only two charcoal-like scarlet eyes, which were constantly flashing.

Yan Huan was instantly furious. His cassocks and black hair were flying in the air without any wind. His body was still standing on the same spot, but his head and neck suddenly stretched out like a long snake, shaking out in mid-air as fast as lightning, and wrapped around Hanba's back, his face The mouth and lips all turned into the appearance of a dragon with a hump nose and fangs.

He just opened his mouth wide, revealing layers of staggered and rotating sharp teeth, and then bitten half of the Hanba's chest ferociously. The dragon's teeth collided violently with Drought Demon's gold-like copper skin. In the darkness, scorching sparks erupted in all directions. Drought Demon suddenly felt pain and could not help but let out a roar like a lion's roar.

One bite actually didn't penetrate it, which shows how strong Han Bao's physique is. On Yan Huan's long neck, the tentacles acting as the dragon's mane immediately extended and swarmed in, floating above the seven orifices of the Drought Demon. Not only did it pierce the ear canal and nasal cavity, but there were also two sharp thorns that changed like a bird's beak breaking its shell, directly piercing two fire eyes and licking the brain of the drought demon.

Hanbao caused this torture and instantly lost the ability to resist. His shrill wails echoed in the empty and dark underground.

Black blood flowed thickly down its twisted face, and it shouted hoarsely: "Don't kill me! I'll give you whatever you want!"

Yan Huan opened his mouth and held it still, his neck moved and changed, and another long and narrow mouth full of sharp teeth appeared. He opened and closed it with a sneer and said: "In that case, what will you answer when we ask you? "

For the first time in his life, Han Ba ​​felt a shiver of chill in his heart. After hunting mortals for hundreds of years, has it ever seen such a terrifying thing that transcends common sense? At this moment, life and death were in the hands of the opponent. It could only endure the severe pain and said loudly regardless of it: "Yes, yes! Your Majesty, may I ask!"

Liu Fuguang knew in his heart that Han Ba ​​was the first to come towards him. Living in the arid desert, it moved like a fish in water. Therefore, even Yan Huan - or in other words, even Yan Huan whose divine power was greatly weakened, could not detect it in time.

For this reason, Yan Huan will not let it go. At most, he will let it die quickly.

As he thought this, Yan Huan already promised happily: "If what you said is true, I will spare your life. Let me ask you, are you a born Hanban?"

Seeing a glimmer of dawn, Drought Demon poured beans out of his bamboo tube and said, "I don't know what it means to be born Drought Demon! But from the moment I regained my consciousness, I wandered around the boundless land, hunting human beings in order to satisfy my hunger."

Liu Fuguang thought carefully and said, "Well, isn't it? Are you the only one in this world who has a drought?"

Drought Demon hesitated for a moment, caught its hesitation, whipped its tentacles fiercely, and thrust it into its brain, causing Drought Demon to scream sharply and shed tears of blood.

Liu Fuguang frowned and gave Yan Huan a stern look.

After being relieved, Hanba was dying and begged: "Your Majesty's Mingjian, it's far more... it's far more than just me..."

"That's it," Liu Fuguang said, "Since you are far more than just one, the living conditions of mortals are so dangerous, even if they can thrive, they are no match for the drought, the copper skin, the iron bones, and the infinite strength, they should have been eaten up by you long ago. That's right. What's the explanation for this?"

Seeing that he could not deny it, Hanba could only hesitate and said: "This is because, because... there are rules for us..."

"Who made the rules? What rules did we make? Are you a rattle that makes a sound?" Yan Huan said with a smile. Hearing his voice, Hanba felt chills all over his body and couldn't help but shiver.

"...It's the God of Drought, and it's the rules set by the God of Drought!" Drought Demon cried out in pain, "We are all of the blood of the God of Drought, and He set the rules for us. We are only allowed to hunt once in three months!"

Liu Fuguang and Yan Huan looked at each other, and Liu Fuguang said, "Tell me about this drought god."

If it still had eyes, there would definitely be a gleam of fear in Drought Demon's eyes.

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