The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

But because it is the first time to use this method, I am not very skilled.

Because of the lack of strength, he could only use some of the most basic things, so he didn't drain the blood of the old man at one time.

Xiao Chen came to the place where the old man fell, although he did not drain the old man's blood.

But looking at the old man looking dying, he probably didn't have much blood left.

Xiao Chen dragged the old man's feet, like a dead dog, dragging him towards the big pit.

The old man's head kept bumping against the stones on the ground, and the pustules on his head were knocked torn, and piles of disgusting bugs crawled out.

"Fuck, you are a cruel person, raising Gu by your body is very powerful, your pig master is willing to go downhill."

Looking at the evil little bugs, the black wind stretched out the pig's hooves, and the pig's face was full of admiration.

"Let go...I, I... can tell you a great secret." The old man became more sober and pleaded.

Xiao Chenli didn't bother to care about him, but Hei Feng was interested.

"Old man, you said, if you are right, Lord Pig might let you die."

The old man obviously doesn't trust a pig, and the appearance of a small pet in the black wind is so reassuring.

"Oh, you bad old man, look down on Lord Pig, don't you?" Hei Feng's face was full of discomfort.

"You are a pig, who wants to believe in a pig?" Wu Wudi spoofed very cooperatively.

"If you don't speak, you will die! A man with facial paralysis." Hei Feng jumped out of Xiao Chen's nest angrily.

This guy didn't know where to find a branch, held it in his mouth, and poked it into the old man's nostrils.

"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!" Heifeng poked and hummed joyfully.

The old man's nostrils almost burst, and the pain was tears flowing wildly.

If you don't say that the cultivator is in good health, if you change to an ordinary person, you will probably belch if you stab it with a big stick.

The old man can still hum a few times, it can be said that he is old and strong.

"Your grandma, you still look down on your Pig Master. Just like you, your Pig Master can stab dozens of pigs to death with a single stick. Pooh!"

Heifeng said cheerfully.

"Brother Chen, wait, what's the hurry?"

Seeing Xiao Chen about to throw the old man into the big pit, the black wind quickly blocked Xiao Chen.

"Dead pig, what do you want to do?"

"Hey." Heifeng smiled slyly: "Isn't this old man saying that there is a big secret, I'll ask."

Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly, this guy just likes some of these things.

"Old man, since you are a dead word today, you can tell me the big secret that day."

How can anyone use this method to detain someone’s secrets, knowing that everything is a dead word, why do people tell you the secret? Unless that person is a fool.

The old man was obviously not a fool.

The old man's body kept shaking, one is because of excessive blood loss, and the other is because of fear.

"You... you let me go, I'll tell you." The old man still held a glimmer of hope.

"I'm pooh!" Heifeng's face was a few pig hooves against the old man.

"Die old man, you have to know that there are many kinds of death, such as slow death and fast death."

Hei Feng looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Brother Chen, help me cut the pants on this old man's buttocks. Today, Lord Pig will let him see why the flowers are so red."

The old man's body trembled more and more violently, and an unknown premonition surged into his heart.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, wondering what moth the dead pig had to fix.

Not in a hurry anyway, Xiao Chen slit the trousers on the old man's buttocks.

"Hey, let your old guy's mouth hard."

The black wind picked up the branch that had just stabbed the old man's nostrils, and stabbed the old man's chrysanthemum.

"what……!"

A shocking scream rang from the island.

The branches of about one meter were directly pierced in by more than half.

The old man rolled his eyes, as if he had more air intake and less air.

Xiao Chen looked at it and covered his **** unconsciously, "What kind of a hobby, you like to explode other people's chrysanthemums."

Heifeng let go of his mouth, and the branch stayed in the old man's ass.

"Hey, old man, can't you tell me?" Heifeng said, the pig's hoof flapping on the branch.

Following the swaying branches, the old man's body shook rhythmically.

The old man groaned, but refused to let go.

Hei Fengle's small eyes almost narrowed, "Master Pig likes a hard bone like you."

Heifeng opened his mouth and spit out a golden rope.

The golden rope tied the old man firmly, and the black wind grabbed the other end of the rope and threw the old man directly into the pit.

"Huh...huh..."

In the pit, the rotting corpses kept twisting and crawling towards the old man.

The rotten mouths were wide open, and a large number of black bugs shuttled back and forth in their mouths.

Most people are probably scared to death when they encounter this scene.

But the old man gritted his teeth and just didn't say a word.

"Yo is really a hard bone." Hei Feng was delighted.

Holding the rope, he pulled the old man up a bit.

At this time, the two rotten mouths had bitten the old man's arm, and this twitching directly pulled off the two heads of the corpse.

The old man's mood is like a roller coaster, and his heart is about to jump out.

After taking a breath, Heifeng put the old man in the pit again.

A funny and terrifying scene appeared, and the old man's arm was bitten tightly on the heads of two dead men, and he refused to let go.

The old head is a bait tied to a fishing hook, one up and down, one up and down, to seduce the corpse in the big pit.

The old man may not be afraid of death, but it is too torturous to die.

With this up and down, the old man was almost scared of a heart attack.

During this period, the old man bit two dead heads on his leg.

After playing for a few minutes, the old man finally couldn't stand the torture, and finally let go.

"I... said, I said, can you give me a good time?"

The old man asked weakly.

"I have the title of honest and reliable little man, don't worry, I will definitely give you a good time!"

The black wind waved his pig's hoofs, with a vow.

"You are a pig, not Xiao Langjun." Wu Wudi added expressionlessly.

"Puff!" Hei Feng almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

"Wu Wudi, you have **** in your mind, right? It's up to you whether I'm Xiao Langjun or not."

"Haha!" Wu Wudi laughed mockingly.

Although Wu Wudi was smiling, this product was completely a model of smiling but not smiling, and it looked extremely unbeatable.

"I'm fighting with you." Heifeng said, he was about to rush towards him desperately.

Xiao Chen lifted Heifeng's tail quickly with his hands, and Heifeng's chubby body was constantly twisting in the air.

"Brother Chen, you let me go, I want to kill this mental retardation."

Xiao Chen pinched his nose: "Dead pig, if you want to ask, just ask, this place smells so bad, is it comfortable to stay?"