1115: C1115 Pleasurable

C1115 Pleasurable

The black shadow did not make any movements. After a few seconds, it thought that it had slightly bent its body, turned around, and no longer paid any attention to Lin Yaoyang.0

Lin Yaoyang's face was filled with shock. This Green Gourd was indeed worthy of the name of the Congenital Thing. An existence that even Titled Fighters could easily capture was actually bowing slightly to him?

Lin Yaoyang finally understood that no matter how much trouble he caused, they wouldn't pay any attention to him.

Lin Yaoyang also let go of his body.

He began to laugh loudly. "Catch me, you old thing. You still want the Luofu Black Gold on my body. Forget about you, and you too. You're not young anymore. You're just a junior like me, and you even want to snatch a cup of tea from me! Do you want to be shameless? Are you angry? Do you want to hit me? Come on. A little bit. "

All three of them were fuming with anger because of Lin Yaoyang. However, they could not even open their mouths, let alone move when they were hovering above the crack.

Immediately, the pot of black water in the crack began to churn even more violently.

Titled Fighters, who was mocking Lin Yaoyang, suddenly stretched out his hands under his feet. He was holding two rotten short knives in his hands.

Lin Yaoyang was somewhat suspicious about why these short knives kept dropping.

The place where the handle of the knife was connected to the blade was not even as wide as Lin Yaoyang's thumb.

The hand holding the short knife slowly reached out from the crack. Lin Yaoyang saw a rotten head covered in black mud appear from the crack.

The moment Titled Fighters saw the real face of the head, his face was distorted from fright and could no longer take human form.

However, he was Titled Fighters. No matter how frightened he looked, he could still keep his mind clear.

At this moment, he only wanted to die a happy death. Before he saw this thing, he scoffed at all the Ghosts in this period of time, thinking that they were just some powerful beings. After dying, he left behind a mental mark, which was a deep obsession.

As long as one's strength was sufficient, it wouldn't be a problem. However, he now knew why the Ghost House had always existed for so many tens of thousands of years.

It wasn't something that ordinary people who didn't cultivate comforted themselves with, but something that really existed.

He knew that the moment he saw this thing, he knew that if there was anything that could be called a ghost in time, it would be this thing.

The figure gradually stretched out from the crack. When it reached his crotch, it raised the decayed long blade in its hand and directly stabbed it in.

"Wu!"

"Sss!"

The moment Lin Yaoyang saw that scene, he took a deep breath and subconsciously covered his important parts with his hands, as if he had been hit on his face.

That guy's body was like a living pig being poured with boiling water.

He started to twist crazily.

At the same time, Lin Yaoyang saw that the blood flowing out of that guy's crotch had also become extremely black. It slid down along the handle of the short knife and a blood column fell out. It was poured onto the head of the figure that came out from the crack.

"Swoosh!"

The black figure ruthlessly pulled out the short knife and stabbed it back in.

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