Fortune Teller Master
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chapter-113-4-30041322
This pain was unimaginable for human beings, and the highest level of physical pain was not even one-tenth of this.
Zhang Zuo saw that his arm had been sunken in half, he shouted and bit the tip of his tongue, slapped his forehead with his hand, and began to strip away his soul abruptly.
Zhang Zuo’s expression was very distorted, and his hoarse shouting made people get goosebumps. Just by looking at his expression, one could imagine the pain he was going through at this time.
It only took a minute to strip off the soul, but Zhang Zuo felt that it took him a lifetime. But fortunately, he was strong enough to carry it over. The soul floated out of the body, and the moment he left the body, he felt the scorching of the sun, and the painful Zhang Zuo’s soul almost disappeared.
But, he already reached this point, he didn’t want to give up even if it was painful. He flew towards Zhu Chengze quickly and drilled straight to the position between his eyebrows.With a “bang”, Zhang Zuo felt like he had hit an iron wall, and there was no way for him to get in. He didn’t have time to analyze the situation at this time, and immediately turned around and rushed toward Guo Chunhua, and the result was still the same.
Most of his soul was burned by the sunlight, Zhang Zuo felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker, and he had no choice but to rush toward Lin Qingyin. This time, not only did he not hit the position between Lin Qingyin’s eyebrows, but he failed to move forward when he was one meter away in front of her.
Lin Qingyin smiled and flicked her hand lightly. Zhang Zuo felt himself rolling over, and when he opened his eyes, he drilled back into his body.
“Is it uncomfortable to be bitten?” Lin Qingyin walked over to Zhang Zuo and looked at him condescendingly: “Those souls that were eaten like this all went through this kind of pain, you should feel it well.”
Zhang Zuo looked at Lin Qingyin resentfully, and asked the question in his heart with the last of his strength: “Who are you?”
“My name is Lin Qingyin, and everyone in Qi City calls me Little Master.” Lin Qingyin smiled at Zhang Zuo: “Speaking of which, we are quite related. When your master harmed Zhang Wu’s family, I broke the formation. .”
Zhang Zuo’s pupils suddenly returned to light, and looked at Lin Qingyin in disbelief: “It’s you!”Lin Qingyin smiled happily: “It’s me, do you regret your act of hitting a stone with an egg?”
Yes, Zhang Zuo regretted it very much. If he knew it was Lin Qingyin who had destroyed his good deeds, he should have run far. He wouldn’t be stupid to come and find her in the first place. In the end, he sent himself into the path with no return.
But it was too late to regret it. Zhang Zuo felt that his body was about to be eaten up, but he didn’t know if Lin Qingyin had moved her hands or feet. He, who should have fainted long ago, was still awake and was forced to experience being torn apart.
Seeing that Zhang Zuo only had skin left, Lin Qingyin asked Zhu Chengze to take off his coat and spread it on the ground. With a wave of her hand, the ashes in the grave flew up and landed on the clothes.
Zhu Chengze knelt on the ground and packed his clothes, Lin Qingyin blew at Zhang Zuo. Zhang Zuo’s collapsed body rolled into the grave by himself, and the moment he fell into the grave, his skin was finally bitten by insects, and the inside was densely packed with bugs.
Lin Qingyin summoned out a flame, and a fire broke out in the tomb again. But the flames seemed to be conscious, blocking the insect’s way, burning all the insects and eggs, and not even ashes were left.
Lin Qingyin used her divine sense to check around the tomb. She made sure that no fish slipped through the net before covering the tomb.
“Okay, the matter here is resolved.” Lin Qingyin looked at Guo Chunhua and said, “The lifespan you lost will definitely not come back, and now your body is seriously damaged, so take good care of yourself.”
Guo Chunhua choked up and thanked her. Lin Qingyin waved her hand: “It’s fine, but don’t use this method to make money in the future, and don’t talk about what happened today. The fewer people know about this, the better.”