I descend into the world of heaven

Michiko was speechless due to the pain in her internal organs. She tried to use her kung fu to resist the curse. Unexpectedly, the next second, her head buzzed, as if a steel nail had been driven into her brain. The pain was even worse than the former...

She was rolling on the ground with her head in her hands, and the pain on her face was self-evident.

Huan Huanzi stood up slowly and walked to Michiko and said coldly: "Useless things! But they are very courageous and dare to do it in front of me, Huan Huanzi... Just right!" She took out a handful of red rope from her pocket. Throwing it out, with a few whooshing sounds, Michiko was pinned to the floor in a large letter pattern.

Then he took out a big chrysanthemum and shook it. A large number of petals fell down, forming two pairs of large nails of different thicknesses on Michiko's head and abdomen.

Huan Huanzi wrapped the red rope around these two pairs of nails and threw it out with her left and right hands. The end of the red rope was fixed in the corner of the room. She jumped up and pressed her back against the ceiling, pulling the red rope upwards with both hands!

On the altar, Uncle Feng and Chen Chu discovered that the silver needles and peach wood thorns on the scarecrow's abdomen were being pulled out bit by bit on the porcelain plate, and they suddenly understood that a master was helping Michiko remove the curse.

"Brother Chu, don't show mercy!"

Uncle Feng took off the jade pendant hanging around his neck and hit the silver needle hard, while Chen Chu used the bottom of the fire stick to hit the peach wood thorn. The two of them chanted a spell and slowly pressed the silver needle and peach wood thorn back...

In the private room of the Japanese restaurant, the invisible nails pulled the red rope and slowly sank. Michiko was in agony. Blood overflowed from her mouth and nose, and even her ears were bleeding.

The red thread in Huan Huanzi's hand broke, and in her eyes she saw a red ring flying out from Michiko's abdomen. She formed a seal with her left hand, and a blue light flashed, scattering the red ring! Unexpectedly, something like a token appeared in Michiko's abdomen again, and it collided with her sealing hand and turned into little bits of light.

Immediately afterwards, Michiko's shrill voice suddenly became louder.

Two blood holes appeared between her eyebrows, and blood continued to flow out. Then her left and right arms and left and right thighs were filled with blood...

Under the great pain, Michiko actually tore off the red rope. Her skin became wrinkled and gray, like an evil ghost. She crawled over and grabbed Huan Huanzi's trousers, begging: "Huan Huanzi, save me, I have already I can’t last much longer!”

Michiko majors in soul-stirring, telekinesis, and corpse control. In order to gain a long life, she has already used her own body to experiment with half-human and half-corpse. She only needs to complete the final steps.

Not only is she extremely powerful, her physical strength will continue to increase, and her life force can be extended for at least fifty years.

But these are all based on success. Now she is eating Japanese food in the private room, and she is suddenly cursed from the air. She is seriously injured. She can only force the corpse part out of the body in advance to delay life.

Huan Huanzi looked at Michiko's pleading look, twitched the corner of her mouth, and showed a disgusted expression: "It's so ugly, Michiko, you actually turned yourself into such an ugly appearance. Your existence will bring shame to the Jiuju sect, so why not release the last The value of it, let me find out what the other party’s background is..."

"Huan Huanzi, I support you as the leader. Without me, how can you control those faction members? You don't want to be busy with those trivial matters."

"That's right, I hate ugliness more than trouble!"

Huan Huanzi kicked Michiko away, and a large number of chrysanthemums fell into her palms from her wide sleeves. With a swish, they stuck in Michiko's five locations corresponding to her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

The red rope was entangled, pressing down the five positions of the anus. The fragile anus rod was like a steel bar that pierced the skin and penetrated into the body. Michiko's eyes widened and her head tilted, and she died.

The scarecrows in the two altars exploded instantly, and dozens of chrysanthemum petals flew out. Uncle Feng raised his arms to block and protect his face, and the petals pricked both arms. Chen Chu was very lucky. The petals shot out and General Zeng's protection was triggered to block it.

Chen Chu hurriedly took off the chrysanthemum petals from Uncle Feng's arms and found that the small wounds began to freeze. Frost could be seen spreading rapidly to the naked eye. In more than 20 seconds, both arms were frozen like ice sculptures. Uncle Feng gasped: "Hurry, open the suitcase next to me!"

The box was opened, and what was inside was the most powerful magic weapon in this show, the Red Dragon Mirror!

Uncle Feng put two ice arms on the mirror, and a red dragon totem slowly appeared on the dark mirror surface. As the hissing sound continued, the water vapor evaporated, and the coldness slowly subsided! Although the magic weapon is magical, the way he bakes it in the mirror with his arms crossed really looks like grilling meat.

The frost has faded away, and the skin has been severely frostbitten and turned red.

The wounds left by the petals were connected together and became the totem of the Jiuju sect. Uncle Feng looked a little ugly: "It seems that I have been marked by the other party, and the location here has been exposed."

Japanese restaurant.

Huan Huanzi looked at Michiko's body. She used the magic of spiritual illusion to detonate Michiko's life force and drove the petals into the opponent's body. Now she can clearly sense the approximate location. It doesn't matter. As long as you get closer, the location will be clearer...

The two sides have already fought. They know Michiko's position, and she also knows the other's position. There is no point in waiting any longer.

Huan Huanzi grinned a sinister smile, picked up the cup filled with sake on the table, bit his index finger, dripped the blood into it, chanted a spell in his mouth, formed a seal, and saw an ice pick rising from the cup. With a flick of his hand, the ice pick shot out and pierced into the dead Michiko Tianlingai!

Something magical happened.

Michiko returned to her original appearance and slowly got up from the ground. Except for her slightly dull eyes, everything else was lifelike!

After leaving the box, I met Fujita in the corridor. He was coming back from outside. When he saw Huan Huanzi, he bowed his head and said hello. Huan Huanzi didn't look at him seriously at all, and said calmly: "Prepare the vehicle, I'm going to kill a few dogs."

Fujita nodded in agreement.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong. I looked up and saw that Michiko, who was usually charming and charming, had dull eyes at this moment. She looked very much like... very much like those corpses used to transport fans! Fujita's heart ached. He was considered a relatively core member of the Jiuju faction, and his skills could be said to be the best.

He has been with Michiko for several years.

I have a lot of admiration for Michiko in my heart, but due to the disparity in status, I dare not speak out.

Now Michiko is... actually dead. Who did it? He bit the bullet and said, "Excuse me, is the boss dead?"

Huan Huanzi slowly raised his left hand, and the index finger with the ring was about to point at Fujita. He seemed to think of something, and then put it down, with a trace of pain on his face: "Sister Michiko...she was killed by a curse. She is like mine." Just like my own sister, I can’t bear this tone and will kill those people now to take revenge!”

She held Michiko's waist tightly with both hands: "Sister, don't worry, since I am the head of the Jiuju faction, I have the obligation to take over the hatred from you..."

Fujita's hands were shaking, his teeth bit his lip, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

It turns out that Michiko was killed by someone using magic. Huanhuanzi had deep feelings for her and couldn't let her go, so she used the secret technique of Jiuju sect to make her into a walking corpse and keep her by her side.

The first update is 3,000, and the second update is 2,000+. Time is a little tight, and there are still 800 words left to catch up. I will add them to tomorrow's chapter.