Here Lies The Wicked

A hair change?

No, it's live hair changes!

Fang glanced at Rin.

Live hair changes, which are difficult for the medical community to overcome around the world, were unexpected in such a humble corner of the mountain village, but he saw what is a miracle in medicine.

No wonder!

No wonder this hypothetical nine can move out during the day, the body can have temperature, heart rate and pulse, which is clearly a living, large human being.

At first, he also suspected that Zhang Jiu's lost head appeared on the shoulders of others. But when he saw Zhang Jiu in front of him and was able to move out during the day, he doubted whether his assumptions were correct, because he didn't even think about living hair changes at all.

'Cause that's too much to think about.

While Fang was still stunned, he saw a black stitch at the root of the false nine arms.

There are severe fluctuations in the mind.

He suddenly remembered that the old god stick had told him the story of Tan, the monster who had forced the six bodies together.

One head, one left hand, one right hand;

One left foot, one right foot, one body.

Isn't this the kind of horror that comes from Zhang Jiu?

It's just that the old priest told him that the dead were forced to die.

Live limb surgery in front of you!

Operator!!

Fang Zhengma immediately remembered one of the great and evilest professions in ancient times.

Obviously, connectors are a bunch of surgeons' lunatics who can sew up dead bodies, eat dead meals, and sew up living bodies.

So here comes the problem.

Even the head is borrowed from Zhang Jiu. Where is the real head of the operator in front of you?

Why can you run around like a big living person without your own head, still maintain your sense of self, have your own memory, and not be dominated by Zhang Jiu's memory and consciousness?

Think of the temple swelling.

So where's the other guy's head?

He had just figured out the whereabouts of Zhang Jiu's head, and he came across a stranger problem than Zhang Jiu's head running around.

No wonder the Ancients see the Connectors as one of several evil professions, living without their heads.

Wait a minute!

He suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

“You're the connector! ”

“A month ago, you were the one who showed up in Dragon Lake Village! ”

“It's just that you changed your head, and I didn't recognize you at first! ”

Because Fang is thinking of what Ko Sook Painting once said.

She traced it all the way from Longtou Lake Village. Then Zhang Jiu knew about the curse in front of him. When the front and back clues were combined, the answer was obvious.

The square instantly figured out a lot.

In other words, the false news that Lake Fang deliberately has a blessing is also from this person's pen.

He is also a pit painter, a pit practitioner... playing with a few forces, is really a big pen.

“Huh. ”

“I also recognize you, you are the opposite dragon set who cannot survive three episodes. When I first saw you in the village in front of the door, you surprised me and I didn't expect you to be a hidden awakener of a new era.” Zhang Jiu, the connector, stared dangerously at Fang Zheng.

Mud coal.

You won't survive three episodes.

God damn it, he can't survive three episodes.

Fang Zheng's face was dark, but he thought of more important business, carrying a ghost knife, and said: “Actually, there is resentment with you, it is hunting your painting Gao family everywhere, I have no resentment with you, and there is no interest involved. ”

“We beat the crap out of each other here and ended up cheaply enjoying the fisherman's fortune. ”

“Why don't we talk, you tell me how to lift the curse I'm laying on my back, and I'll turn my head and go, and then you walk your way, and I'll cross my bridge, and our well won't break the river. Perhaps I'll meet you later, and I can continue my in-depth discussion with you about the post-rain story, in a harmonious atmosphere. ”

It is urgent that the curse be lifted.

“Shut up! ”

“Don't tell me another word about the post-rain story! ”

Looks like this reminds the connector of something bad, and the connector did it.

But someone did it faster than him.

It was never intended to reconcile, the opportunity to find the right timing, his heart was fearless, and he went straight to the flow and made a blatant knife.

At the foot, such as the flood barbaric elephant pedal, the hard mountain rock at the foot can not withstand the huge force, such as the spider web size breaking apart, plunged into a few centimetres of earth pit, the side is full of horrible physical strength, a breath of brazen rolling head knife has quickly rushed out.

“That's funny, let me kill you, tear your muscles apart by an inch, how can I waste your perfect material, my instincts tell me that your body will be even better now.” Connectors whisper, but the content is creepy and shady.

Fang Fearless, the fierce light in his eyes: “Very interesting, when I step on your face under the sole of my shoe and print my marks on your face with my sole plate, I wonder if you will be as confident as you are now. ”

The operator laughed.

He was arrogant and seemed to be dependent.

Absolutely, his right hand was shining brightly, the red flame of light surged, the extreme heat rose, the moisture in the air burned to exhaustion evaporation, a punch to the right direction, only a large flame of fire like a waterfall flew in the right direction.

More than a dozen meters thick.

The momentum is amazing.

Boom!

Fang Zheng slashed the flame, this place fell like a nine-day thunderbolt, and a big explosion occurred.

Heavy collision airflows, such as hurricane crossings sweeping around, trees blowing up, countless thorns and grass leaves being strangled and burned to ashes by extreme temperatures in mid-air.

Around a mess.

The operator took a knife, but his counterattack had come close. Five fingers on his left hand held the tiger claw and tore the air apart violently. Five sharp wind blades, thin as clear glass, cut the front door in the direction of the speedy cut close by.

So close, you don't even have time to react.

Boo!

……

The Golden Bell Cicada was instantly broken into thirty-five layers.

Even stronger than the Special Operations fighters who were fighting, he was only broken into the 30th floor.

Can't wait to convert the breath, restore the golden clock cover, connector with weird body balance, right leg a venomous snake out of the hole, dark breath death energy rays, reappear!

At least three awakener abilities have emerged in a person with unprecedented seriousness.

It would not be that each limb represents an awakener capability, and the operator in front of him killed at least five awakeners, each from a fire element awakener on his left hand;

The right hand comes from the Awakener of Wind Elements;

The right foot comes from the dark to the capable;

The left heel torso should correspond to the soil awakener and the power awakener!

This operator!

What an evil door to a horse!!