The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

“Ahhh, you poisonous bitch, I'm gonna kill you! I'll kill you now!! ”

Xue Huailu couldn't stand it any longer and was going to rush towards Murong Xue.

“Master, calm down!” Feng Yu hastily grabbed him, "the little bitch was very cunning. She was so excited for you that she wanted you to kill her. Master, how can you make her do what she wants? Hey, young master, look what I got for this little bitch. ”

Speaking, Feng Yu clapped his hands.

Soon someone lifted a huge barrel of iron.

Xue Huailu looked at it only once, and his scalp became numb.

Because the iron bucket is filled with dense numb poisons.

Feng Yu smiled: "Young master, don't worry, these poisonous insects won't bite people to death, but they will eat off their skin. Tsk, tsk, a big beauty, can't leave a good piece of skin to be eaten, the whole body muscle pulse is eaten up by an inch, becoming an irresistible cripple. And this process is more painful than the hearts of all ants, but it will not die..."

“Young master, what do you think? ”

Xue Huailu took another look at the iron barrel. The disgusting fear on his face turned into an excited laugh.

“Okay, okay! Hahaha, Feng Yu, as long as you can make this woman scream, make her cry in this iron barrel and beg Master Ben to forgive you, Master Ben will remember you! ”

Feng Yu was so excited that he was about to order Murong Xue to be thrown into the bucket.

Xue Huailu suddenly said: “I'll do it! I'm going to send this poisoned woman to hell myself. ”

He stepped forward and dropped Murong Xue off the torture rack.

She pulled her hair and dragged her to the bucket.

Even if Murong Xue had long looked at home and saw the thick numbness in the iron barrel, the strange shape of the bug revealing sharp teeth could not help but take a step backwards.

“Ha-ha-ha... scared? You bitch know how scared you are?! ”

“You brought it all on yourself!! ”

Thinking of the part where he was cut off, thinking that he was no longer a man, Xue Huailu's face was severely distorted.

Grab Murongxue's hair and her body instantly empties.

Xue Huailu is now only cultivated during the valley cultivation period. In principle, he cannot fly with the sword.

But what he wore on his feet was a nine-pin flying apparatus prepared for him by Xue Minglang.

So Murong Xue was quickly dragged halfway into the air and hung high above the bucket of poison bugs.

With just one hand loose, her body will fall into a dense, numb poisonous insect, devoured by nothing.

Xue Huailu lowered his head and saw Murong Xue's body trembling with instincts and her pale face.

Laugh loudly and then release your hands violently.

“Bitch, go, the rest of your life, hell forever. ”

Feel the fall of your body and the crawling sound of a fine cord of poisonous worms beneath.

Murong Xue was appointed in despair, closing his eyes and awaiting the arrival of a thousand swords of pain.

However, this is the moment.

A bright bird chirps, as the flame temperatures burst through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Xue felt his sore, perforated body and landed on a warm feather.

What's going on?

Has she fallen into the bucket yet?

But why is it not half painful, only warm, soft, inclusive and protective?

This idea just flashed.

Murong Xue heard a familiar voice.

“Beefan, come back! ”

Clear and clear, with the clarity and clarity unique to teenagers.