Chapter 168 Bloody Wedding (Part 1)

Author: Bai Yemeng Me

How to kill a dragon?

Wang Xiaotai has been exploring this problem for many years.

She was once covered in blood, had made mistakes and was injured.

She hated this unfair world like a fire and the gods and Buddhas in the sky who were unable to save them when they were dead.

Those hot hatreds and cold resentment opened their mouths, eating her day and night, tormenting her, and pestering her.

What's even more painful is that she is still rational.

It would be great if it was a pure madman, even if he went crazy, he would die in this refreshing madness.

But she was not crazy, sober and rationally endured the hatred that fermented and expanded every day.

The Jing River is 800 miles away, and the people are 600,000.

In this world, the only one who still remembers these things.

After a hundred cups of calender wine, it shows madness.

But her mind was not shaken at all.

Over the years, Wang Xiaotai has walked around Jiuzhou. No matter how gentle or calm she is, only she knows her excitement and anxiety.

There is a Buddhist verse in the Buddhist scriptures saying: The previous mind does evil, like a cloud covering the moon; the later mind becomes good, like a torch disappears darkness.

I don’t know if the dark clouds cover the bright moon in the high sky outside Dongting Lake, which is thousands of layers.

Wang Xiaotai put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up.

The bright light of the night pearl was faintly red at this time, looking blurry and ambiguous. Wang Xiaotai wore a red dress, there was not too much makeup on her plain white face, and a red Guanyin mole on her eyebrows added a bit of bright color.

When she stood up, the crimson in this room seemed to ripple with her skirt.

And the dragon clan was present, and no dragon noticed her actions.

Their faces were fascinated, and they closed their eyes and enjoyed the incense feast brought to them by Wang Xiaotai, regardless of the changes around them.

The light and shadow in the hall were slanted, and the light became darker, and everyone's face was dim. This celebratory banquet was even more psychedelic than a dream.

Wang Xiaotai walked to a dragon clan, squatted down, and pinched his chin.

The dragon clan whose chin was pinched by Wang Xiaotai opened his eyes in a daze, and crashed into Wang Xiaotai's brilliant golden eyes at a glance.

All the beauty and splendor of the Three Thousand Worlds melted in these eyes, making honey-like sweetness that stuck to the entire attention of the dragon clan.

The saliva of the dragon clan flowed out along his chin that was open and unable to close. Unconsciously, he looked at Wang Xiaotai's eyes, bewitched by the beautiful and close golden eyes, forgot to breathe, his whole body was stiff and unable to move at all.

Wang Xiaotai's eyes fell, "Is it delicious for seven generations?"

This person is the dragon clan who just said that people of seven generations are delicious. Wang Xiaotai clearly heard him show off with the people around him that he had not only eaten by people of seven generations, but also by people of nine generations. The taste is wonderful.

He also said that the taste of good people is indeed better than that of evil people. The evil spirit in the flesh of evil people will destroy the texture of the muscles, so the human race must do more good deeds.

Quirky, disgusting.

The dragon clan seemed to have heard it and nodded in Wang Xiaotai's palm.

"Do you like these powers of faith?"

The dragon clan's eyes were blurred, and he was obviously fascinated by his heart, so he only nodded.

Wang Xiaotai curled the corner of his mouth, "Then you can eat enough."

Her five fingers were opened, and her palm pressed on the head of the dragon clan. Her golden pupils shrank slightly. The dragon bone was the most hard and hard in this world, but Wang Xiaotai's fingers were actually inserted into the dragon clan's head!

Countless powers of faith were poured into the dragon clan's body in half a breath.

If it were normal, the dragon clan would be ecstatic, but for some reason, he could not absorb the power of faith that Wang Xiaotai gave him at all, and could only use his body to bear the power of faith like a mountain.

His body gradually expanded, and the tendons on his body quickly spread throughout his body in a terrifying form.

He was like a ball that was so bulging that it could no longer be bulging. His whole body was cracked and he would explode with a slight poke.

Changsheng looked at the purple-burned tendons on the dragon clan's body, and her body shivered slightly. She gritted her teeth, not because she was afraid, but because the scene seemed familiar. She had seen such cracks on Jin Beijing's body.

That was not the first time she had seen such a way of death.

The first time was the fool swordsman named Chu Ge.

He reached out with his other hand and poured all the caldera on the table into the mouth of the dragon clan!

The originally cool calender wine slid down the esophagus, but it was like a burning poisonous fire, quickly lit the originally tough stomach of the dragon clan, rushing to bite his slightly weak internal organs and muscles.

The dragon clan's limbs were shaking, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared all over his body, his throat clattered, and he grabbed his swelling face desperately. Each claw penetrated deep into the flesh and blood, and his lips and eyes were filled with thick purple at the same time.

One by one, he dug deep bone-visible scars on his face.

Changsheng bit his lips tightly, stepped forward, and grabbed the white jade mushrooms placed on the table with his hands. The sticky juice flowed into his hand. Changsheng directly stuffed the entire plate of white jade mushrooms into the dragon clan's throat.

Not only the white jade mushroom, but also the entire fist of Changsheng was stuffed into the dragon clan's throat that was bleeding.

Changsheng pounded the whole piece of white jade mushroom that needed to be chewed slowly to swallow into his throat.

One by one, one punch, one by one, my whole body trembled without any mercy.

If you like to eat, you can eat enough.

A part of the white jade mushroom exploded in the dragon clan's mouth, mixing it with the blood into a sticky pool.

Soon, with a "bang", the dragon clan's brain exploded, and his entire chin and throat were torn apart by external force, and only a few strands of fascia were still stimulating and struggling weakly.

With a 'guzzling', the unmatched white jade mushrooms stuffed by Changsheng slid out of his cracked throat. He had no chance to chew. The hot dragon blood squirted very high and splashed on everyone's body.

No one looked expressionless and looked up and enjoyed this extraordinary sacrificial ceremony.

Today we are bleeding together, and we are in good fortune and good fortune in this life.

Since mortals must die, why don’t you die?

No one came to kill you in the past, because people had a short lifespan and couldn't remember so much hatred.

Now, some people remember.

Someone is here to kill you.

One by one, one by one, no dragon clan can survive this massacre.

Just like the mortals who were once slaughtered, there is nowhere to escape.

All the lords present were all accomplices.

Wang Xiaotai let go of his hand, and the dragon clan hung softly on the table, and there was no sound.

Before he died, he twitched his burning throat.

Everything happened too quickly, and he died before he could even turn into his true form.

What's more, Wang Xiaotai did not give him the chance to turn into a true form. Since he tried out the fixed transformed potions on Ao Shun, she has been collecting these potions over the years, constantly transforming and evolving.

All she needs is an opportunity to celebrate with the dragon clan.

"In the past, the dragon ate people, but I don't know how much. Today, the offense and defense go against each other. Everyone, have a banquet!"

Wang Xiaotai's red wedding dress was raised, and the black-robed priests surrounded him with a knife, silently cutting the skin and flesh of the dragon clan without any material or roasting or burning. They used blood as a supplement to eat the dead dragon clan.

For a moment, in this huge and beautiful wedding hall, only the sound of greedy chewing was left.

This scene is faintly coincided with the scene where the immortals shared the dragon-eating clan on the Dragon Glazing Platform. The only difference is that the black-robed priests brought by Wang Xiaotai are quite elegant in eating, and the muscles on the human body are also tighter than when they are in the dragon body.

It is 'crunchy' when chewing, and the taste is great.

Wang Xiaotai shook his fingers and looked at his nails carefully. There was a slight golden light on it. At the front of Wang Xiaotai's nails, there was a thin layer of golden scales.

Even though she scratched the dragon clan's skull, the nails were not damaged at all, and they were as intact as before, making her fingers look even more slender.

"Empress, I finally didn't waste Ao Ren's dragon scales."

Wang Xiaotai finally had a sincere smile at this moment. She looked at the little girl standing beside her, "You are smart."

Beside her, a girl in black robe put her right hand inward, placed her heart, and knelt down on one knee at Wang Xiaotai, "I wish to die for the Empress."

This little girl is the latest black-robed priest named Xingzhu. She is not very old, but she is cruel and ruthless, so she is the leader of Wang Xiaotai Ma.

Unlike most black-robed priests, this little girl found Empress Fuyao herself. She swept the temple for Empress Fuyao for three lives and three lives in a popular Fuyao Temple.

In the first life, he swept the temple and was lonely. He found a steamed bun in Fuyao Temple. Since then, he converted and made great wishes to save his golden body for Fuyao Queen.

In order to give Fuyao a golden body, she went out to beg for the sake of begging. She was beaten to death in the wind and snow. She was only fifteen years old when she died.

In the second life, she was born into a rich man's family, but she had been determined to never get married and start a family since she was a child. She wanted to sweep the temple for the whole life of the Empress Fuyao. In order to show her ambition, she even snatched her hair.

My family tried to persuade her and fulfilled her wish.

She lived for eighty years in this life, and she whisked every day and wiped her body every day, without any negligence.

On the day she died, she saw the Guanyin mole on the forehead of the statue of Fuyao. She trembled and climbed up by herself, bit her fingers, and soaked the statue with blood.

When she came down, she couldn't step on it, fell from a high place, and died in front of the statue of the Queen Mother Fuyao.
To be continued...