Hokage: I'm Brother Chao, do you understand Panda Tyrant?

"What are you laughing at?" Darui looked at him with an idiotic look.

Isn't it just a small cut on my hand?

Is there any need to make such a fuss?

Fei Duan laughed evilly: "Ahahaha, Si Si depends on blood."

A blood-red magic circle rose under his feet, and Fei Duan's whole body, as well as his face, were covered with a layer of black lines.

"I accept this kind of pain, so in order to express my respect, I will give you a good time."

After finishing speaking, Fei Duan's big mouth was already full of laughter, and Si Si Ping's blood will come out, he will definitely win!

"Okay, I want to see how you can give me a good time." Darui raised his big knife and slashed down.

"Stab" sounded.

Holding the right arm of the bloody March sickle, Fei Duan spurted out a large amount of blood again.

"So comfortable."

"You're crazy, you're almost dead." Darui looked at his expression of enjoyment, and wished to defeat him immediately.

If an ordinary person suffers such a serious injury, even if they don't say anything, they will have to frown slightly!

Hi Duan was fine, and enjoyed it, so Darui said he was crazy, and there was nothing wrong with him at all.

"Really?" Fei Duan put away his playful smile: "This injury is nothing to me, why don't you take a look at yourself first."

Darui was taken aback for a moment, he looked down at himself, the muscle lines on his arm were still so perfect, there was no injury at all.

At this moment, he saw the blood-red magic circle under his feet, which was emitting blood.

Red light flashed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Darui fell to the ground in pain with his hands in an instant, and let out a painful wail. At the same time, he looked at his arm again, and the same scar as Hiduan appeared.

"You, what the hell are you doing."

Fei Duan expressed enjoyment: "Aha... No matter how many times you listen to this yearning wail, you still can't get enough of it."

He gently raised Darui's chin with one finger, and the evil voice sounded: "Come on, look at me, I want you to utter that painful cry again."

Darui turned his head: "Don't think about it!"

Seeing this, Fei Duan smiled instead of anger: "Very good, very good."

"I admire your character, but I want to see more, how many times your body can withstand painful washing?!"

After finishing speaking, Fei Duan raised the bloody March sickle in his hand, and bit by bit, stabbed the blade into his body.

"Hmph." Darui snorted coldly: "That's it? You can't do it, can you?"

Although he didn't make a sound, there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

At this time, Fei Duan pulled out the sickle, and stabbed in from another direction.

"The effect of the blood of Si Si is that you share my pain, how about it, this pain is very comfortable."

"Yo, you still haven't responded?"

Fei Duan, who had enough trash talk, saw Darui's gaze still firm, and he felt that if he continued like this, he would definitely not be able to hear Darui's wailing.

"In that case, let's do it!"

Fei Duan shook his head: "Then I can only change places, Jie Jie Jie, anyway, I am immortal, so it doesn't matter what happens."

"As Raikage's guard, I, Darui, will never be afraid of death." Darui panted heavily: "Come on, no matter where you are, I will not be afraid."