There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

No words, no words, just stared at by the rotten flesh hole that was comparable to a cave. One Alexander was not enough, at least ninety-nine more were needed.

His mouth became increasingly dry, his energy and blood were evaporating, and he had to find a way to break the situation.

Seeing that this giant thing was not rising and falling, and it was still unclear whether it was dead or alive, he couldn't help but think.

Move quietly.

The gaze of the giant creature moved accordingly. Seeing this, he became a little bolder and continued to move forward.

The giant thing still stared, but still made no other movements.

He climbed onto the toes of the giant creature, his whole body was numb, and he used the Demon Summoning Meridian Qi to block contact.

He could clearly see that there were no remains of the evil flying that had fallen before, and the air here was probably even more spicy.

He found that the giant thing seemed to be motionless except for staring, so he began to run over his toes, across his insteps, on his calves, on his thighs, looking everywhere.

I remember that Fang Ping and the others said that as long as they found the core of the secret realm, they could get out. He didn't know what the core of the secret realm was yet, so he had to look for it first.

It's impossible, is it this huge giant?

He didn't want to believe it.

He walked all the way to the top of the giant's head, and his hair was thicker than his thighs. He narrowed his eyes and saw a sword above the two eye holes and in the middle of his eyebrows.

An ordinary long sword without any exquisite lines or patterns and colors, just two words stand out: ordinary.

Is the fetish hidden from view?

This looked like a seal. He looked up and down, and the sight of the rotten flesh seemed to be following him.

"Want me to help you pull out the sword?"

He stood on a mass of rotten flesh and spoke.

The hands came together, slowly rising together, and then falling slowly together, as if this was His only movement.

"You have to give me some benefits, right? Let's just say, it can't be for nothing, right?"

Chen Banxian looked around: "If nothing else, quickly lift the rules surrounding me!"

If it's not lifted, he won't be able to hold on any longer!

A strange rhythm swayed, and the rules on him were lifted. This giant kept his word and kept his word!

But Chen Banxian's heart gradually sank.

This thing still retains the ability to kill itself.

Sure enough, you can't come out. You will definitely encounter trouble if you come out. There is no way someone on earth can handle a boss of this level, right?

His mind kept spinning. There was no danger of death if he divined for himself before going out. Maybe it was a chance?

But it’s hard to say. With fortune-telling, you can get it right ten thousand times, but if you make a mistake one time, it will be a lot of fun.

After all, it's not as intuitive as using supernatural powers.

Seeing that Chen Banxian had not moved for a long time, the rotten flesh hole moved his hands downward and upward again, as if urging him.

"I know, I know." Chen Banxian agreed verbally. He really didn't want to pull it out.

How can someone who has done nothing wrong be suppressed?

He tentatively reached out his hand, used his clothes to separate the contact, and pulled it out.

Hey, it didn't move.

The huge mountain body shuddered, obviously suffering pain, and billowing lake water flowed out of his huge rotten flesh cavity again.

It has to be a woman. How could a man shed so much?

He pressed harder and harder, but the sword didn't move at all.

Can't pull it out, can't pull it out at all...

"I can't pull it out." He said helplessly, what can I do?

The hands began to move downwards again, as if they were eager to express something.

"Can you do any other actions?" Chen Banxian pushed his nose to his face and sat on the hair, "I'm stupid, I can't understand."

The giant's hands moved faster, like blowing bellows, blowing and blowing, causing his demon-summoning sutra to sway.

The tree roots he had thrown on the ground before were blown by the wind and turned into smoke. When he blew again, the smoke was gone.

His eyes changed with shock: "Sister, sister, stop, stop moving!"

The giant hands suddenly became firm. Then carefully rock it up and down.

"Sister, don't move yet. Let me teach you a good thing. This is Morse code. You can communicate by pausing up and down."

He was glad that he had a wide range of hobbies: "Let's start with the twenty-six letters. Remember, a means stop, pull down.

b means pull, then stop, stop, stop..."

He began to teach seriously, and the giantess listened very seriously, and her hands continued to move.

"Next, let's learn Pinyin. This is a secret that is not taught. It is very precious. I have only taught it to one god!"

"Come on, the initial consonant is..."

Chen Banxian taught him tirelessly. After three times in a row, the giant said in Morse code: "I understand."

you understood? I still don’t understand…

Chen Banxian was slightly embarrassed and took out a small notebook to identify his memory. Although it was the Morse code he taught him, he used it very poorly.

After all, there is a huge gap between theoretical knowledge and practical application.

"Okay, tell me next, how do you pull this thing out?"

A pair of giant hands began to pause, pull down, pause, pull down, and wave like a tiger.

Through the toneless pinyin, Chen Banxian saw the message on his mechanically dancing hands.

"This sword requires the blood of a virtuous and compassionate person to pull it out."

Chen Banxian:? ? ?

A virtuous and compassionate person?

"I'm sorry I caused you any trouble."

He took a deep breath and apologized. He had just killed a person, and he had nothing to do with merit and compassion.

The giant's hands began to dance mechanically again, hula hula kaka kaka:

"Young Master, why should you belittle yourself? You are a good man with merit, compassion, and good eyesight."

Chen Banxian's face turned red. How could it be him?

"Stop scolding, stop scolding." He covered his peerless face and said:

"Show me the way. When I get out, I will find you a girl who wouldn't dare to step on a cockroach to help you pull it out."

Giant: "Young Master, I have suffered for thousands of years. I ask you to have mercy on me and save my life. I will definitely repay you with a spring of water after I get out of trouble."

Don't! He can't bear your Yongquan Chen Banxian, whether it's from above or below.

"I'll give it a try. Just say it first and I'll give it a try."

He didn't think too much, so he carefully cut open a little bit of the skin, wiped a trace of blood on his fingers, and then wiped it on the sword.

This kind of measure is necessary. Tetanus is no joke. It is not advisable for the protagonist of the novel to draw a sword with his palm and identify his master with blood.

The ordinary sword shook. Chen Banxian went to pull it out again, and he actually pulled it out.

This sword is not spicy.

Chen Banxian stared at the sword. Is he really a good person with merit and compassion?

This is unscientific, he is not a good person, he will not admit it!

But he still silently wrote down this title in a small notebook so that he could brag to his grandson in the future:

"When I was young, I had a few nicknames in the world. The titles were...

Strange, why didn't the giant move?

He looked down and saw the giant playing a mechanical dance: "Young master, please hide in my eyes, and I will take you out of this prison."

Chen Banxian resisted the disgusting and strange feeling and fixed his body in a small blood vessel in his rotting eyes.

Just as the decision was made, the sky at the bottom of the lake collapsed. The giant several thousand meters stood up, pierced the limits of the lake water, and jumped into the lake with one step!

The collection has exceeded 10,000, which is gratifying. Join the group today after 8 o'clock. We are destined to exchange plum blossom hexagrams.