Chapter 1531 Demon Soldier Shura, Second Skeleton

Chapter 1531 The Second Skeleton

"This is Fat Tiger?" The Tianyi Clan finally waited for Qin Ming to come, and when they saw the bloody fat man in front of them, they all showed disgusted expressions.

Fat Tiger groaned in pain, his tattered flesh and blood trembled, he had never suffered such a crime, his soul and body were in severe pain, and he wished he could pass out. But the body was infused with a purple flame power, stimulating the soul all the time, allowing him to stay awake and feel the pain of the body.

Qin Ming said: "Kill him! If there is any vicious method, just use it on him. It's best to torture him for three to five days, and then throw it to Huan Langtian, so that the outside world will know that Huan Langtian killed Fat Tiger! "

"Good idea." Tong Yan smirked, brother-in-law is getting better at playing. Everyone in the world knows that Huan Langtian has taken down the fat tiger, so they believe that Huanlangtian has got the Hunyuan cloak, so they will be on guard against them, even allies will secretly be careful, and if anything happens, they will also take care of them. Doubt is on their heads.

Yuchan signaled to the clansmen: "You're welcome, come here if you want to vent your anger, this bastard has been a disaster for Donghuang for twenty years, it's time to vent his anger for those humiliated women."

All the men and women of the Tianyi tribe evoked cruel smiles and surrounded Fat Tiger.

Fat Tiger was so frightened that he trembled and wanted to beg, but his throat was burned and he couldn't even make a sound.

Zhao Zhenyu asked Qin Ming: "Where's the Hunyuan cloak?"

"Are you interested?" Qin Ming took out the Hunyuan cloak from the space finger. It is completely transparent, invisible to the naked eye, and invisible to the mind. It is as thin as a cicada's wing, as light as a feather, and floats silently. Even holding it in your hand feels unreal.

"I'm not interested in that. Now you are being used as prey by all parties and kept for self-defense." With Zhao Zhenyu's realm, he could barely feel the outline with the release of a strong spiritual sense.

Qin Ming really wanted to keep it, but thinking about the crimes it had covered up in the past twenty years, it made him a little uncomfortable.

"Don't look at me! I won't touch it!" Tong Yan hurriedly took two steps back. Although he thought the Hunyuan Cloak was very interesting, he never wanted to use it.

"Shall I give it to you?" Qin Ming handed it to the people of the Tianyi clan, but they all shook their heads.

A very good Lingbao, with infinite uses, was rejected!

Qin Ming handed it to Da Meng: "Give it to your skeleton, good things can't be wasted."

"My skeleton doesn't need..." Da Meng said, and suddenly thought of the "skeleton's second child".

The second child of the skeleton was released, shaking the whole body of the skeleton, crackling, black air lingered in the skull, overflowing from the eye sockets, burning like a ghost fire. It looks the same as it did back then. At first glance, it looks ghostly, evil and terrifying, but when you look closely, it's a bit silly and funny. The bones all over its body are a little more jade-colored, and the cold air that is radiating all over its body is even more frightening. It raised its skull and looked at Da Meng strangely, as if asking, what are you doing?

Every time Da Meng sees this guy, he feels a little depressed. This is the first skeleton he has shaped. Maybe he had no experience at that time and made a defective product, with a bit of a lack of IQ. But after all, it is the first one, and it should be used for snacks or snacks, so give it the Hunyuan Cloak.

"You can take it easy! This guy is restless, he might get into trouble for you at any moment." Tong Yan's eyes trembled, they all knew that this 'second child' had some flaws.

"I bought you a new dress, let's try to see if it fits you well." Da Meng threw the Hunyuan cloak on the second child, covering it completely, and the second child immediately disappeared from everyone's sight, as if it had been removed from the world. erased.

The second child grabbed the cloak strangely, a little inexplicably.

Da Meng was still holding the cloak with one hand, feeling the presence of the second child intently. Fortunately, the second child can still resonate with the black sand, and can determine its location.

The second child tugged on the cloak in dissatisfaction, poked his head out from inside, and stared blankly at Da Meng, why? I don't need clothes!

Everyone's expressions immediately brightened, a white skeletal head 'floating' there, with black air in the eye sockets. If you encounter such a thing in the middle of the night, it's really scary.

The second child looked down, and his whole body trembled. Where are the bones? Where are my bones? It jumped up and down in fright, tossed out of the cloak, looked down, and came back again! so amazing!

"Don't be afraid, good thing." Da Meng covered it again.

The second child was skeptical, but quickly found the fun, playing vigorously with the Hunyuan cloak, showing half of his head from time to time, floating around unsteadily. From time to time, he stretched out a bone knife, put it on someone's neck, and hung it on an ice pick, with his head hanging upside down, and suddenly lifted his cloak, revealing a skull dangling in front of others.

The second child had a great time playing, and everyone looked amused. It's just that when the second child disappeared completely after playing enough, everyone's expressions were unnatural. Think about seeing an untouchable skeleton floating around in the ice cave, maybe standing in front of someone in a daze right now, I can't help feeling a little wary. This is not bad, at least I know there is such a thing, what about the future?

"You must keep an eye on it, don't let it wander around me." Tong Yan warned Da Meng, he didn't want to be accompanied by a cold skeleton all the time.

"He squatted right in front of you, staring at you motionless for half an hour."

"What?" Tong Yan grabbed it, and sure enough, he touched a skull. "What is it doing?"

"Maybe try to see if you can feel it."

With black lines all over Tong Yan's face, he grabbed its skull and threw it out.

The second child of the skeleton turned over nimbly and vigorously on the ground, wrapped the Hunyuan cloak tightly, and slipped silently behind Tong Yan, slowly doing weird postures, twisting his waist and lifting his feet, to make sure that Tong Yan was genuine. When there was no response, it reached Tong Yan's crotch with the bone knife.

Da Meng shook his head dumbfoundingly.

"What expression do you have? That thing is still next to me?" Tong Yan's face was ugly, what the hell, really can't feel it at all?

Da Meng said: "No."

"Then where is it?"

"out."

"Sure?"

"Sure!"

Tong Yan shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, and then backed away abruptly in the next second, as if he was about to throw a punch, but suddenly froze there, the corners of his eyes twitching. The second skeleton child behind him was stunned, it was gesturing with a knife, Tong Yan suddenly moved, and the tip of the knife happened to be stuck in a certain part.

One person and one skeleton were stunned for a while through the Hunyuan cloak.

"Fuck you, uncle!" Tong Yan was furious, and threw a burst of flames towards the back: "Get out of here! How dare you humiliate me!"

The skeleton's second child jumped up, leaped onto Dameng's shoulder with a stride, and stopped moving!

Three days later!

Huanlangtian's team is searching for Fat Tiger's trace. They haven't found anyone for many days. They gradually start to move around. Many of them want to give up. Fat Tiger may have left the ice field to hide somewhere. But when they approached the edge of the ice sheet, they unexpectedly saw a bloody thing lying in front of them.

"This is... Fat Tiger?" They gathered on a pegasus. The fat tiger has been hidden for twenty years, but through the description of the spoiled woman, it still formed a portrait. The corpse in front of him was covered in tatters, but his head was still intact, very similar to the Fat Tiger in his impression.

One person took out the portraits for comparison, and found Fat Tiger's personal weapon, the black jade slingshot, next to it.

"It's really him! How did he die?" Everyone was surprised, feeling a little unrealistic. Fat Tiger, who had been hunted down for twenty years, just died in front of them, who did it!