Junior brother, he is both wild and fierce

Mu Chunhua's pupils shrank suddenly.

The voice was like the whisper of a devil, making people tremble.

Wang Huhu looked at the little girl in his arms, whose face was as pale as paper, and smiled playfully.

"Little girl, you are so beautiful, how about being my brother's furnace tripod?"

"Brother will definitely love you well."

The so-called furnace cauldron is a woman acting as a cauldron for the evil cultivator to absorb and replenish her vital yin energy.

The old Taoist priest glanced at Wang Huhu with disdain.

This kid's old problem has come back again. He can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman.

Sooner or later, you will fall into the hands of a woman.

"No...No, don't come over here!!!"

Even if she died, she would rather die than become a lowly cauldron.

The fear in the girl's eyes made Wang Huhu even more excited.

He touched the girl's delicate cheek with his rough fingertips, and desire burned in his eyes.

"Hahahaha, I haven't met such a pitiful beauty in a long time."

Mu Chunhua bit her lower lip stubbornly, blood flowing down the corner of her mouth.

"Pooh!"

"Kill me if you can, you fat bastard."

The saliva mixed with blood sprayed all over Wang Huhu's face.

Wang Huhu hates it most when people call him a fat guy. "You... you you, damn it!"

He raised his foot and kicked the girl directly in the stomach, with such force that she flew far away.

"You damn bitch, I'm going to kill you right here today."

The girl fell heavily to the ground. Her thin body was like a dying butterfly in autumn. She lay on the ground struggling, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

Wang Huhu had a wicked smile on his face and a crazy look in his eyes. He raised his hands and sighed:

"so beautiful!"

“A broken, crying girl is the most beautiful thing in the world.”

He tore the girl's clothes, revealing her delicate skin, which made Wang Huhu even more crazy and excited.

He stretched out his claws, and a long knife cut his palm directly, and blood spurted everywhere.

Wang Huhu withdrew his hand in pain and looked angrily at the person who ruined his plan.

This sight made Wang Huhu's eyes brighter. There came an even more beautiful girl.

Lin Qingzhi took off his outer robe and immediately covered Mu Chunhua, who was half-naked.

"Don't be afraid!"

A cool voice sounded.

Mu Chunhua's tears kept welling up in her eyes, and she tightly grasped the outer robe covering her body.

Woo woo woo, Second Senior Sister is here to save her.

Wang Huhu's eyes were full of lust, his throat rolled up and down, and he stared at the cold girl in front of him.

I didn't expect that this small peach blossom door actually hid a cold beauty with skin as white as cream.

Even if I don't find the top-grade spiritual weapon, it would be worth the trip to get this beauty.

He likes cool and aloof beauties the most.

"My name is Wang Huhu. I wonder if I could have the honor of knowing your name, young lady."

Wang Huhu was not angry at all because of the cut palm. He spoke with a smile, and the fat on his face was squeezed together, looking particularly disgusting.

Lin Qingzhi looked coldly at the lustful fat monk in front of him.

"You hurt the sect master?"

Door owner?

Could it be that the beauty was talking about the useless sect leader who was killed by Erhei with a single blow?

Wang Huhu wanted to leave a good impression in front of the beauty, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, it's not me, it's Erhei."

"Two black?"

"Where is he?"

Wang Huhu pointed at the black-faced man in the distance and said flatteringly, "Miss, he is Erhei, the murderer who killed the sect leader."

The black-faced man kicked the corpse under his feet and yelled, "Damn it, we didn't even see a trace of this top-grade spiritual weapon. Where on earth did these idiots hide it?"

Whoosh!

The black-faced man who was cursing felt a chill in his chest.

He slowly looked down and saw a bloody hole in his chest!

The Dantian has been destroyed and it may be difficult to survive.

He fell to his knees, clutching his bleeding chest, and spoke with difficulty, "Who... is it...?"

Before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground with his eyes open, no longer breathing.

A short knife emitting powerful spiritual power was floating in the air in the square, with a trace of blood still remaining on the blade.

Everyone looked at it.

This powerful force——

"The ultimate spiritual weapon!"

"It's a top-grade spiritual weapon!"

The eyes of all the monks in the square were bloodshot, and a fight was about to break out, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

Everyone excitedly rushed forward to scramble for the top-grade spiritual weapon, wanting to take it for themselves.

"go to hell!"

"The ultimate spiritual weapon is mine, all of you go to hell!"

An old man with a gloomy face and wearing a black robe raised the skull scepter in his hand and began to chant harsh and sharp runes.

Countless evil skeletons crawled out from the skeleton scepter.

The ferocious skeleton evil spirit made a terrifying grinding sound from its mouth.

All the monks who were bitten by the evil spirits in the cave rolled on the ground, screaming in pain. Black mist emanated from their wounds, their skin quickly festered, and disgusting maggots grew.

“Ahhhh, what the hell is this!?”

“Get out of here, ahhhh!”

"Help ah ah ah!"

The square was filled with shrill screams.

Some of the timid ones have already started to run away.

The old man holding the skull scepter had bloodshot eyes.

"It's lively. It's really lively."

"Hahahaha, all of you go to hell!"

"It is an honor for you idiots to become the nourishment for my evil spirit, hahahaha!"

By devouring the corpse of a monk, his skeletal spirit will become stronger.

The monks who were devoured by the skeleton evil spirits were all turned into piles of white bones and became one of the skeleton evil spirits.

The old Taoist priest looked unhappy. Why did the necromancer also join in the fun?

He had just used his whisk to disperse one skeleton evil spirit, and another skeleton evil spirit quickly pounced on him.

The Necromancer's Skeleton Legion is the most difficult to deal with because they are undead, endlessly growing and regenerating after being destroyed.

If the necromancer who controls them is not killed, these evil skeleton spirits will never be completely eliminated.

The old Taoist priest looked at the top-grade spiritual weapon unwillingly.

Alas, life is more important.

"Tiger, let's go. This necromancer is more powerful than us, and he controls a huge army of skeletons. This is very disadvantageous to us."

Wang Huhu was so bloodthirsty that he went mad. The top-grade spiritual weapon and the stunning beauty were right in front of him. If he left, they would all be gone.

How could he be willing to do so.

Wang Huhu said grimly: "Old brother, if you want to go, go ahead. But as a little necromancer, am I, Wang Huhu, afraid of an old man?"

Good words can't persuade a damn ghost.

Necromancers are not limited to controlling skeletons and evil spirits.

The old Taoist priest called out the crane, "Take care, Tiger, I will leave first."

Looking at the old Taoist priest who was running away in a hurry, Wang Huhu snorted coldly.

Tsk, this old Taoist priest is really afraid of death, no wonder he can live to such an old age.

The monks in the square died or fled, leaving only Wang Huhu and the dark necromancer.

Behind Wang Huhu, there were shadows of more than a dozen giant hands, which crushed a skeleton evil spirit with one hand out of thin air.

In an instant, more than a dozen evil skeletons around exploded and turned into ashes.

He laughed arrogantly.

"Old man, is this all you can do?"