"Oh." Huntian raised his hand and slapped He Xinda on the head cleanly.
Without the slightest resistance, not even full of remorse or unwillingness like Cao Fangyi and others, He Xinda just smirked and turned into nothingness. Perhaps, for him, this is actually a relief.
"Didn't you have eaten meat for hundreds of years? Why didn't you make a tooth-making sacrifice? He didn't know how to do it, and he didn't have any complaints. The meat shouldn't be sour, right?" Gu Yeyu asked strangely.
"Oh, he is a bit older, and his flesh is too heavy." Huntian replied.
"It seems that you have eaten a lot of human flesh, and you are very experienced." Gu Yeyu nodded, his eyes wandered around Huntian, and said thoughtfully.
Being stared at by him with such a meaningful gaze, the hairs all over Huntian's body stood on end, and suddenly thought of a question: Although Cao Fangyi and others hated Gu Fenghua to the bone, they had not done anything to her before they fell into the The end of the soul flying away and leaving no bones.
I was the one who almost sacrificed his precious sister to the Wu Zang Temple, so what would happen to me?
"Ahem, in fact, I have never eaten human flesh, and I have never really thought about eating human flesh." Hun Tian said awkwardly, smiling even more obsequiously.
"Oh, where did you get your experience?" Gu Yeyu asked.
"It's all from what Taotian said. It's that gluttonous glutton. You know it, my lord. That guy is a foodie and will eat everything. It's what told me that a little girl's delicate skin and tender meat are the most delicious. It's a great supplement." Huntian explained.
"So that's the case, then I will ask him for advice another day." Gu Yeyu smiled, but the smile was even more frightening.
"Brother, I don't really want to betray you. There is really no other way. Please mourn yourself." Hun Tian was so frightened that he trembled, silently mourning for his good brother in his heart.
The gate opened, and several Zhengyang Daofu disciples who were guarding outside the door subconsciously wanted to salute, but after a closer look, they discovered that it was not the Fujun and Fuzheng's adults, but a few unfamiliar faces.
Subconsciously, several people reached out to the hilt of the sword at the same time. Immediately, their expressions changed dramatically.
An invisible air force suppressed them tightly, not to mention drawing their swords, they couldn't even move their fingers at all.
Fortunately, these people ignored them at all, didn't even take a second look, and flew away as soon as they left the gate.
Until their figures disappeared into the sky, and several Zhengyang disciples let out a long breath, only then did they realize that their whole bodies were drenched in cold sweat.
"Who are they?" A young disciple asked tremblingly.
"Maybe, maybe it's an old friend of several adults?" Another disciple speculated.
While talking, several people turned their heads to look inside the house, but they did not see the figures of Fujun, Fuzheng and Fujian.
"Come on, come on, the natal cards of the Lord Fu Jun, the two Fu Zhengs, and the Lord Supervisor are broken, all broken!" With a cry of wailing.
In front of the door, several disciples subconsciously looked in the direction where the figures disappeared, and at the same time staggered and sat slumped on the ground
Qingyuan Daofu, a deep valley, suddenly heard a clear whistle.
Before the whistling sound fell, another whistling sounded, and after a while, another sound, and another sound.
The four clear whistles came and went one after another, echoing in the valley for a long time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com