Maoshan Ghost King

Master Long Yao nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you untie the flying needle drop. Just try to relax for a while. You'll be fine soon."

Such an amiable appearance made Gao Yuanzheng feel relieved, and he immediately thanked him profusely.

Then, Master Long Yao took out a cloth bag from his body, placed it next to the tray, and opened it carefully. What he saw was a row of silver needles, about hundreds of them, of different lengths.

Hei Xiaose did not go out with Ge Yu, but stayed here to protect the law for Master Long Yao.

When he saw Master Long Yao taking it out in a row, he asked curiously: "Master Long Yao, this guy is in such a miserable condition, why do you want to stick needles in him?"

"No, I plan to send flying needles down on the opponent when we are fighting in the air. This is called treating the other person with his own way." Master Long Yao said with a smile.

The next moment, Master Long Yao stopped talking. He took out a white bone from his body and put it on the tray. Then he cut his finger with a knife and dripped two drops of himself on the white bone. The blood cut Gao Yuanzheng's finger, and his blood dripped onto the white bones.

Hei Xiaose glanced at the white bone. It looked a bit like a human skull.

He was also very curious about the fact that Master Long Yao sent a flying needle drop to the head-dropping master.

After doing all this, Master Long Yao closed his eyes again, pressed Gao Yuan Zheng's forehead with one hand, put the other hand on the white bone to show off, and muttered words again.

Along with the sound of Master Long Yao reciting incantations, he saw Gao Yuan Zheng wailing again. The next moment, Hei Xiaose's eyes widened and he saw Gao Yuan Zheng's body, or to be precise, his chest. Suddenly, several iron needles came out from under the skin, slowly left his body, flew into the air, and then landed on the tray.

Within a few minutes, dozens of iron needles emerged from Gao Yuan Zheng's body, some from the chest, and some from the arms or neck. Hei Xiaose shuddered at the sight.

You can't offend the head-down master by offending anyone. This end is really not that miserable.

When almost all the iron needles on Gao Yuan Zheng's body were taken out, Master Long Yao opened his eyes again, and Gao Yuan Zheng fell into a coma and fell asleep.

Now that the flying needles on his body have degraded, the next step is to lower the flying needles for the head-lowering master.

This process will not be that easy. Master Long Yao has said before that the cultivation of those who lower their heads is not inferior to him.

In fact, Master Long Yao's cultivation level is not very high, and he has not yet reached the ghost fairyland.

This time, Master Long Yao first took out a short knife and cut the palm of his hand. The blood immediately flowed out, and then the blood flowing from the palm of his hand fell on the iron needles.

But seeing Master Long Yao murmuring words again, he quickly pinched the spell with both hands. Then he stretched out **** and pointed in the direction of the iron needles. He placed them in the tray and took them out from Gao Yuan Zheng. Three or four of those iron needles suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

After a while, there were fewer and fewer silver needles in the tray, and they flew out one by one.

But Hei Xiaose's eyes kept staring at those silver needles. Master Long Yao just hooked his fingers, and the silver needles disappeared.

Just when Hei Xiaose was concentrating on watching Master Long Yao cast a spell, suddenly, Mrs. Gao appeared in the bedroom. He was holding a tray in his hand, with two pots of hot tea in it, and headed straight towards Hei Xiaose. Bian walked over.

Hei Xiaose couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Gao a few more times.

Although Mrs. Gao is in her forties, she is fair-skinned and beautiful. She is very charming at that time, and she is the type that Hei Xiaose likes very much.

Mainly because Mrs. Gao took good care of herself. She looked like she was in her early thirties and had peach blossom eyes. When she came in, she specifically smiled at Hei Xiaose and said, "Both of you are good." You are thirsty, I made two pots of tea for you."

Hei Xiaose suddenly became energetic, nodded repeatedly, and said: "I came just in time, I am indeed a little thirsty."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand.

Mrs. Gao handed a cup of hot tea to Hei Xiaose, patted Hei Xiaose's hand, and said with a smile: "Drink slowly, it's a bit hot."

"Thank you, Madam." Hei Xiaose gave Madam Gao a wink.

He naturally knew what Mrs. Gao was, and she was stealing men behind Gao Yuan's back.

But this does not hinder Hei Xiaose. It is better to steal from others than from him.

After passing a cup of tea to Hei Xiaose, Mrs. Gao quickly walked towards Master Long Yao who was casting a spell.

Hei Xiaose was stunned for a moment, stood up quickly and said, "Don't go there, he doesn't drink water!"

Master Long Yao was fighting in the air with the Jiangtou Master outside. It was the most critical moment, and he was most afraid of being disturbed by others at this time.

However, Hei Xiaose had just stood up. Madam Gao not only did not stop, she also took a few steps towards Master Long Yao. She quickly picked up the cup of hot tea and pointed it directly towards Master Long Yao's face. Splashed over.

Seeing this scene, Hei Xiaose was immediately dumbfounded.

Soon, Hei Xiaose understood that it must be Chen Zebing's people who instigated Mrs. Gao to do this in order to prevent Master Long Yao from casting spells.

Once the spell casting is terminated halfway, Master Long Yao will inevitably suffer a huge backlash.

This cup of scalding hot water fell on Master Long Yao's face. The corners of Master Long Yao's mouth twitched twice, but he remained motionless.

Next, Mrs. Gao actually raised the tray in her hand high and smashed it directly on Master Long Yao's head.

At this time, Hei Xiaose quickly stepped up and kicked Mrs. Gao away with one kick.

Mrs. Gao groaned and hit the wall directly, falling to the ground motionless.

"Xiao Lang Hoo! I almost hit you!" Hei Xiaose cursed loudly.

When he turned around to look at Master Long Yao, he saw that Master Long Yao's face changed drastically, and a thin line of blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth.

The cup of hot water poured on his face still distracted Master Long Yao.

Hei Xiaose was very upset. He really didn't take Mrs. Gao to heart just now, and he didn't expect that he would suddenly take action against Master Long Yao.

Master Long Yao's body began to shake, and the shaking became more and more severe. The next moment, Master Long Yao closed his eyes, touched the short knife beside him, and cut a cut of more than ten centimeters in length on his arm. , the blood flowed out, all pouring on the white bones.