Chapter 525 (1/2)
”Go.”
Lu Yan and silent monk shot one after another. One person greeted two heavenly generals and fought hard. The other four heavenly generals attacked pan Haodong.
Whoosh!
At one thought, four stones flew up, carrying white streamer, penetrating the forehead of the general like thunder.
After four days, the movement stopped abruptly, and then fell to the ground together.
At this time, pan Haodong looked at Lu Yan and silent monk who were caught in the glue war, sharpened a chopstick with a knife and shot it at random.
Ordinary people use a sharpened bamboo chopstick to burst out a powerful breath. Under the super control of Pan Haodong's mind, it turns into a sickle of the God of death and continues to reap the lives of the generals.
In the twinkling of an eye, there was a blood hole on the forehead of Lu Yan and the silent monk
”Gollum ~ ~”
Looking at the bamboo chopsticks that stay in front of her forehead, rotating and emitting a terrible smell, the white haired witch sweats in front of her forehead and her eyes are full of fear.
In the original play, even the 18-year-old Golden Swallow can cut her head. It can be seen that the strength of the white haired witch is no less than that of the generals. Pan Haodong's random blow is no less than a dimensionality reduction blow in front of her.
This man is far more terrible than the God of war in Yujiang!
Because the white haired witch didn't have the ability to resist Yujiang God of war, but she couldn't put forward the slightest resistance in front of Pan Haodong.
Pan Haodong filled a bowl of soup with a spoon and said without looking up: ”go back and tell Yujiang God of war to wash his neck and wait for death. We'll see you soon.”
The white haired witch avoided the chopsticks in front of her forehead, jumped off her horse, walked quickly, stopped three meters away from pan Haodong, and half knelt on the ground: ”childe, I want to talk to you.”
”Follow me?”
Pan Haodong looked up at the white haired witch.
The white haired witch said frankly, ”you are an immortal with high magic power. The pressure you bring to me is far greater than the God of war in Yujiang. Against you, I can't see a chance of winning, so I want to make a deal with you.”
”What deal?”
”There is immortal water in the fairy palace, which can make people immortal and keep their youth forever. I want it.”
When the white haired witch finished with her front feet, Lu Yan opened his mouth and reminded him, ”childe pan, there is only one immortal fairy water. Please be careful.”
”Talk!”
The white haired witch glared at Lu Yan.
Then he looked at Pan Haodong with a worried face.
Pan Haodong asked, ”how long have you been with Yujiang God of war?”
”Seven, seven years.”
The white haired witch was a little guilty when she said this.
It's not that time is short.
Instead, she was forced by Yujiang God of war several times. Yujiang God of war liked young women. There was a heavenly soldier under her hand, who specially kidnapped young girls and brought them back to the temple for Yujiang God of war to enjoy.
Otherwise, she wants to go to yaochi Qingxiu. It's just a dream.
”Seven years is neither long nor short. You can turn against me because I am stronger than the God of war in Yujiang. How can you keep you from turning against me and stabbing me with a backhand when I meet a strong enemy someday?”
The white haired witch played by thin ice feels very amazing, especially the elegant silver hair. Pan Haodong may not be able to live if he just passed through that meeting!
right now?
Pan Haodong will never be soft when he should refuse.
Although, like Yujiang God of war, he likes beauty, but slag men also have high-end and low-end points. Yujiang God of war is definitely Luther among the slag men. He is strong with women and doesn't avoid meat and vegetables.
Mr. Pan takes the high-end route
”I can swear to heaven.”
The white haired witch raised her index and middle fingers to make an oath.
If at this time, he receives her special invitation and sincerely follows himself, pan Haodong may choose to accept it. Unfortunately, he doesn't.
”You go!”
Pan Haodong waved his hand and said coldly, ”don't force me to do it!”
”Childe ~ ~”
When she was rejected, the white haired witch was not angry. She looked at Pan Haodong's eyes and objected a little more.