i'm not weird

Chapter 96 Dawei Tianlong!

Gu Qingjiu fell to the ground, and when he got up, the plasma saber was not far from his right hand.

After being swallowed by the sarcoma, Gu Qingjiu felt curled up in the front-loading washing machine.

The drum washing machine spun crazily, making Gu Qingjiu dizzy before spitting him out.

Gu Qingjiu picked up the plasma sword on the ground, held it tightly, and patted his head before he had time to see where he had arrived.

A bunch of red-yellow sunlight shot into the room from outside the window. Under the red-yellow sunlight, a middle-aged man, with a cigar produced by Hezong Federation in his mouth, was sitting on the boss chair, looking out of the window with his legs crossed. It left a shadow on Gu Qingjiu.

Beside this man, stood the stitch monster who had just spoken to Gu Qingjiu.

At this time, the twelve heads were slightly lowered, and they did not dare to say a word to this man.

"It's interesting, a mouse broke into my place?" The middle-aged man took two puffs of his cigar and asked coldly, "Mr. Stitch... What's the matter with you? You don't know that the mouse is carrying Are the germs the most?"

The stitch monster bowed to the middle-aged man, and then replied: "Sorry, master, I'll get rid of this little mouse right away, I didn't expect... Those tentacles can't even kill this mouse, it's a shame! Disgraceful to the master! When I kill this mouse, I will replace those incompetent tentacles with another kind!"

"Speed ​​it up! You know, I don't have much patience. If you can't solve it within 10 minutes...then I won't be so easy to talk about." The middle-aged man took another two puffs of his cigar before saying.

"Yes! Master!" The stitch monster quickly replied, it turned to look at Gu Qingjiu, raised its right hand, and snapped its fingers lightly.

'Snapped! ...'

When Gu Qingjiu heard the Stitching Monster's fingers snap, he felt that the surrounding scenery had changed, as if he had changed a room.

It was surrounded by black and red tentacle walls, and there were four indescribable tumors in the four corners.

After only staying here for a while, Gu Qingjiu felt a lot of Cthulhu words appear in front of his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Qingjiu silently recited the "Huang Ting Sutra" from the Taoist classics before dispersing these Cthulhu words.

"Benefactor, you heard it just now. My lord asked the poor monk to kill you within 10 minutes, but God has the virtue of being good at life. As long as the benefactor becomes one of us, I believe my lord will forget the past!" The bald and scarred head said with a smile , looking at its appearance, it seems that Gu Qingjiu's best choice is to belong to the weird.

"10 minutes?" Gu Qingjiu smiled and asked back, "Do you think... with your strength, 10 minutes can really solve me?"

"Ok?"

As Gu Qingjiu said, he carried the plasma saber in his hand on his shoulder.

"Just relying on you...stitched weirdness?"

"Isn't that the biggest joke in the world?"

"Monk! Stop chanting sutras! Let me test the water first!" shouted the fleshy head.

The bald and scarred man quickly stopped talking.

Although this suture monster has twelve heads, they only control one body together, and the head with a fleshy face is precisely the main head of this body.

Only when this fleshy head dies, will other heads inherit this body.

and so……

Don't say that monks have no selfishness.

It also hoped that the monk would be killed by Gu Qingjiu.

The fleshy head controlled the body and rushed towards Gu Qingjiu, its power was all on these hands.

And what Gu Qingjiu is most afraid of is the weirdness of this kind of hand-to-hand combat.

I saw that Gu Qingjiu lifted the plasma saber, and turned slightly to avoid the fist with his face full of meat.

He turned around and came behind the Stitch Monster.

Gu Qingjiu held the plasma saber with one hand, and grabbed one of the stitch monster's heads with the other.

The plasma warfare knife in his hand stabbed directly at the back of the neck of the suture monster's fleshy face.

Unsurprisingly.

The plasma sword smoothly pierced the suture monster's fleshy head.

In an instant, only eleven of the twelve heads remained.

And these eleven heads suddenly began to compete for the right to use the body.

This happened to be what Gu Qingjiu wanted.

"Dawei Tianlong!"

Gu Qingjiu yelled, and the hand that was not holding the plasma saber radiated a golden light in vain.

Hearing Gu Qingjiu's voice, the bald and scarred head of the sewing monster suddenly shouted anxiously: "Quick! Give me control over my body!"

Maybe it's the grotesqueness that lowers the IQ of humans.

How could the other ten heads listen to the bald and scarred head? They didn't want to give up the control of the body they were about to get.

"Monk! Do you think we are those heads with swollen faces? Listen to you? You think it's beautiful!" A fat, feminine head laughed at the bald and scarred head. She was one of the eleven heads, vying for the body Control the most intense head.

"Wuliang Tianzun! Monk, this woman is right. What are you? You used to have that head to listen to you, but now that head is gone, what are you? Do you want us to listen to you?" Said with a sneer with a head of immortal style.

"That's right! Monk, don't forget your identity! If it weren't for us, do you think you would be able to join this weird organization?"

"Perhaps the monk is the one who drank water and forgot the well digger!"

The other ten heads laughed at the bald and scarred head. They only thought that the bald and scarred head was an elm head, and they used human morality to restrain them.

"Amitabha! All benefactors... you really are not a poor monk..."

Before the bald and scarred head finished speaking, Gu Qingjiu yelled again: "World Honored One Ksitigarbha!"

One more sentence, the golden light on Gu Qingjiu's left hand is more than three points.

The heads of those stitch monsters seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and they fought harder to seize control of their bodies.

According to their thinking, I am afraid that as long as they get the control of the body, it would be easy to kill Gu Qingjiu.

"Prajna Buddhas!"

"Prayaba is coaxing!"

After Gu Qingjiu finished reciting the spell of 'Dawei Tianlong', he only felt that his strength had improved by more than one notch.

The voices of those stitch monsters fighting for control of the body also quieted down, and their eyes were all on Gu Qingjiu.

After all, Gu Qingjiu's aura is no less than that of a senior middle-level investigator.

"Hmph! Today, the Lord will shoot you into minced meat!"

After shouting, Gu Qingjiu made a fist with his left hand and a lunge with his foot, and punched out.

I saw a true dragon dharma image rushing directly from Gu Qingjiu's left hand towards the B-level weird suture monster.

[Skill: Dharma Dawei Tianlong
Category: Secondary Skills

Effect: Saying "Dawei Tianlong, Shizang Jizang, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamahong" can directly increase the physical attributes, spiritual attributes, and mysterious attributes by twice. If you practice to the peerless master, you can call out the real dragon to surrender A-level following weirdness
Remarks: After chanting this spell, the combat value will soar rapidly, and there is no upper limit. It is very effective in dealing with monsters. It is a spell that enhances the user's combat effectiveness. 】

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