What kind of monster is this?

Even Gong Xiqiu was almost shocked by so many strange faces.

Is this still an individual?

Gong Xiqiu's subtle expression attracted the attention of Chu Yao and others, but the master was taken first: "Gong Xiqiu is very tricky?"

Chen Tang's first reaction when he saw Hei Bone was to frown, and an indescribable disgust and anxiety appeared in his heart. He also had a skeleton, Gong Shuwu was just a simple dead aura, and he would not feel uncomfortable even when he got close to him. On the other hand, Hei Bone's dead aura was turbid and evil.

It can also affect her if both sides are so far away.

Gong Xiqiu's reaction was not as sure as Jimo Qiu.

She made the worst plan in her mind.

If Jimo Qiu is really not a match for Hei Bone, he must seize the opportunity to intervene and rescue the person. He must not let the only high priest of the Gongxi clan be in front of the formation. At this moment, Chen Tang was glad that he had practiced the spirit of [Transfer Flowers and Wood] thoroughly.

It can still come in handy at critical moments.

Gong Xiqiu said truthfully: "This man is covered in face."

Chen Tang was shocked when he heard this and looked up at Heiji. The latter was wrapped tightly in the dark martial armor, and only the holes under the armor were exposed all over his body. How could he have any face? Or was his face full? Gong Xiqiu has always disdained to lie and would not play at this critical moment. This can only say that he saw things that ordinary people could not see: "Face? How many? Can you tell me in detail what those faces look like?"

Gong Xiqiu counted roughly.

"Hundreds of human faces look like anything."

He briefly talked about the characteristics of these faces.

Nearly half of the appearance features black hair and black eyes. The remaining part has skin color from light to dark, hair from short to long, and from curvy. The eyes are blue, green, black and brown, and are more common in Beizhou and Wuzhou. To be precise, they are more common in the borders of the Four Corner Continent.

If the entire continent is regarded as a four-sided area, the countries occupy the most livable round part, and the remaining corners are the Beizhou and Wuzhou. He traveled south and traveled around many places over the years, and found that most of these people concentrated in these areas.

What kind of collecting habits does Black Bone have?

Otherwise, why are the faces on your body so complete?

Gong Xiqiu did not forget to mention the key point: "I don't know if these faces have their own consciousness, or if they are controlled by the same body, they have obvious hatred for their elder brother."

The predecessors planted trees and later enjoyed the cool air.

It’s good that their brothers can meet the grudges accumulated by their ancestors wherever they go. If they weren’t for their strong strength, how could they live so much?

Gong Xiqiu's doubts were quickly understood.

Hei Gu heard Jimo Qiu admit that he was from the Gongxi clan and killed him without lifting a knife. He just laughed in a silence and couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman. The two clusters of black flames in his eyes jumped twice.

Under Jimoqiu's vigilant gaze, he raised his hand to point to the position of his chest, where there was a sleeping face with closed eyes.

This face was squeezed by seven or eight nearby faces, and the original appearance was not visible. It could only be vaguely judged from the lower jaw that it was a woman's face.

"When I was alive, my surname was Wei, and my name was Yicheng, and my name was Yucheng." Heigu also called himself, and then changed the subject and said, "Since you have a surname Jimo and a member of the Gongxi clan, you should be the high priest of this generation, right? Do you recognize this face?"

Wei Cheng knew that the high priest could see these faces.

"I don't recognize it."

Jimo Qiu calmly replied.

"Don't recognize it? Hahaha, high priest, how could you not recognize her?" Wei Cheng smiled again. The overlapping voices of a hundred men and women made people creepy, and what was even more terrifying was what he said, "She might be one of your ancestors."

Jimo Qiu's eyes fell on that face, and was confined by divine power. At present, he could only see the existence of these faces, and could not see what caused this situation, and he did not know what the owner of these faces was. He chose to ask the person involved directly.

"Ancestor, what's wrong with her?"

"Of course, it's atonement."

"What sins need to be redeemed like this?"

"Focus."

Wei Cheng's five fingers wide open, endless black mist gushed out of the palm of his palm, condensing into a pitch-black bone hammer. There were countless skeleton ghost faces on the long handle, and the front end was a melon-shaped hammer head full of dull horns and sharp thorns. Such exquisiteness was inconsistent with Wei Cheng's body shape.

The moment Gong Xichou saw the Guduo Hammer, his mind burst into anger. He had always had a bad memory and immediately remembered where he had seen this thing. He shouted and scolded and wanted to go out of the battle, but was quickly caught by Shen Tang: "Gong Xichou, it's not the time."

"That thing-" Gong Xiqiu tried hard to calm his restlessness and pointed at Guduo and said, "It's the token of the high priest!"

That's not a bone hammer at all!

It's the wooden stick of a certain high priest!

He has seen it in the wall of the secret room where the Lamp of Longevity is enshrined!

Under normal circumstances, after the high priest falls, the wooden stick will be burned and ascended to heaven as a burial object, and will not be left behind, nor will it appear in the hands of foreigners. Shen Tang is clear about this: "But isn't that a bone hammer? Isn't admitting my mistake?"

"I won't admit my mistake."

Just because he held Jimo Qiu's wooden stick in his hand, he clearly saw that the "bone hammer" in Wei Cheng's hand was not only lingering with dirty and evil death aura, but also entangled with the unique divine power of the high priest! These divine powers are ironclad evidence! What did this guy Wei Cheng do?

When Gong Xiqiu thought of what Wei Cheng said, he was chilling and occupied the high ground by extreme anger and humiliation.

Jimo Qiu's vision was also attracted by the Guduo Hammer.

"Has the ancestor fooled you?"

This question is a bit redundant.

Which of the old Dengs in Wu Kingdom has been fooled?

Jimo Qiu asked this with a clear question.

Wei Cheng sneered: "Is it just fooling me? Haha, this question might as well go to me and ask her personally."

This seems ordinary but reveals an important piece of information.

"You mean, you ate the ancestors too?"

Wei Cheng seemed to hear some interesting questions, and his laughter became sharper. After finally stopping, he followed the national master in the rear and sighed: "Uncle, we old bones are really far away from the world for too many years. Nowadays, young people will ask me such questions. Don't you know what I have done before?"

His strength during his lifetime was not outstanding.

At that time, not long after the thief star came to the world, people lacked the understanding of literary and military courage cultivation, and warlords in various places were still carried out in the most primitive battle against cold weapons. In order to protect their hometown from being slaughtered, he, his uncle and his tribe members also went to the battlefield.

That war was really tragic.

It was so tragic that the enemy's corpse and even the corpse were used as food for hunger. Even he was seriously injured and awakened for a short time, begging his uncle to give himself a knife: [Oh, uncle, keep the best piece of meat for you. If you can survive, a hundred years later, don't forget to tell your nephew how that piece of meat is different from other people's meat.]

His experience is probably the first time to create the world.

When he was conscious, he suddenly sat up, turned his head and saw his flesh and blood rolling in the pot, and the others were frightened and pissed. Only he touched his empty abdomen, leaned close to the pot and sniffed for a while, and buried his head in.

【So tart, not delicious.】

In the end, they won the battle.

In every battle he fought since then, he had to make the corpses of the enemy soldiers and the captured enemy soldiers into jerky. Only in this way can the soul gain a short-term tranquility. The first lord felt that his behavior was too cruel and violent. He admitted that he would not bring these special jerky when he went out to fight, and his soul would suffer the same pain as being cut into pieces. The location of the severe pain coincided with the dismemberment of his limbs during his lifetime.

The first lord can only take one step back.

Let him harm the dead enemy corpses.

[Keep living people, you can cut melons and vegetables and kill one without blinking your eyes. It will take more than ten or twenty years for parents to raise them. The Wu Kingdom will prosper in the future and prosper in the future. I heard from your uncle that you still have the butcher shops from the warehouse sixty or seventy years ago.]

Wei Cheng gave gifts to his colleagues and also gave jerky from various years.

Especially when colleagues live their birthdays, they will give away as many years as they are.

Wu Kingdom is unique!

His name was a child who could only cry at night.

Now that the times have changed, there are ignorant children asking him such questions. It is really ridiculous and lamentable: "I not only ate your ancestors, but every face you see now is food."

Wei Cheng smiled and commented on the taste of the ingredients.

Most of the people he ate had a sour and smelly meat. Eating them was similar to chewing wood, but it was still rotten wood covered with moss. My uncle didn't like him to eat it raw, so he could only cook the ingredients, which smelled like boiled gold juice.

Wei Cheng died with only one bone left, so naturally there was no digestive organ for living people, so the ingredients he ate would not be digested, but would only turn into soul nutrients and merge with him. His "belly" is the Colosseum, and the soul of these ingredients would be trapped by him forever, and he would feel the torment of immortality with him.

There are also special ones in the ingredients of a hundred portions.

That is the owner of the face on his chest.

The culprit who deceived him and trapped him in the middle of the world!

Her flesh was very clear and fragrant with wood. It was the most satisfying ingredient that Wei Cheng found. Her soul, which had been suffering for more than a hundred years after her death, was comforted. Unfortunately, she never met again since then. After many years, he still thought about it.

As he said that, two clusters of black flames staring at Jimoqiu in his eyes were staring at the prey, and his tone seemed to be savoring: "You are also the high priest of the Gongxi clan. The fleshy taste should be similar to hers, right?"

How could Gong Xiqiu resist when he heard this?

Under impulse, he forgot that he was no longer a brave warrior, but a literary scholar with a three-legged force. He didn't remember it, but someone always remembered that Jimo Qiu took action and his target was not Wei Cheng.

Gong Xichou pressed a pair of red shackles on his shoulders.

The iron chains at both ends of the shackles connect to the ground.

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

He was stunned. This shackle can have a hundred pounds!

Jimo Qiu said gently: "A Nian, don't cause trouble."

After hitting his brother, Jimo Qiu turned his head and said to Wei Cheng: "I have never eaten my own meat, and I don't know what the texture of the meat is. As long as you have this ability, please take it yourself."
To be continued...