Chapter 1502 Past Events

"Dead... again?" The fat man was about to cry. They were both top weird, but this was too watery. Lady Dahe's butterfly spread the ashes of Master Shui directly.

Tang Qisheng's face turned ashen, and he said with a cry: "This time... this time it seems to be true. Look, Master Shui has turned to ashes."

They didn't have a deep relationship with Mr. Shui. They cried so miserably because once Mr. Shui died, it would be their turn next.

Wu Yingying didn't seem to expect that she would defeat Mr. Shui so easily. She stepped forward cautiously, and the terrifying butterfly danced in front of Mr. Shui's remains.

After Master Shui died, all the vines that had been there were wilted and fell to the ground crookedly. It looked like they would wither completely in a short time.

Just when Wu Yingying was about to approach the wreckage, the gray-white wreckage suddenly collapsed. Except for the outer layer of the body, the inside... was actually empty!

Wu Yingying reacted very quickly and retreated instantly, but she was still a step too late. A vine that had fallen crookedly on the ground suddenly exploded, and a figure sprang out from it and appeared behind Wu Yingying instantly.

Clenching her fist into a fist, Wu Yingying twisted her waist in mid-air and punched behind her. However, Master Shui's figure was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. He did not strike with a deadly blow, but quickly tapped Wu Yingying's neck with his fingertips. , and at the same time used the power of Wu Yingying's punch to quickly distance herself.

Although this punch was hasty, the force contained in it was not small at all. After landing, Mr. Shui took three steps back before he could stabilize his body.

This made Tang Qi, who was watching the battle, scratch his head anxiously. He originally thought that even if this sneak attack was not fatal, the female ghost would be destroyed.

If this opportunity is wasted, there will be no next time!

And no matter how you look at it, if you exchange one punch for the other, Mr. Shui will suffer the loss. Both parties are not human beings. How can you pretend to be a martial arts master and play with acupoints?

Fatty looked at Mr. Shui who had "resurrected from the dead" for the second time and couldn't help but have a bold idea in his mind. He could persuade this old guy to take the lead and challenge the president. In Fatty's impression, he couldn't be beaten to death anyway. Mr. Shui is not very aggressive, but has full control, and is particularly resistant to beatings. Even if he is really dead, the fat man doubts that pouring some water on his head will revive him. This old man seems to be of the plant type. of.

The life-hungry butterfly floated over again. It seemed that this time, Master Shui would not be given any chance.

But now Mr. Shui has turned into the little old man he was before, with his hands behind his back and sighing softly, "Girl, I admit that you are very good, but after all, you are a bit young.

Wu Yingying didn't talk nonsense at all, maybe because she couldn't speak, she tightened her body and rushed towards Master Shui again, and she could vaguely see the phantom of the abyss and huge waves appearing beside her, and a sinister aura from the bottom of the lake hit her face. Come.

Faced with such pressure, Mr. Shui just scratched his head, then plucked the young seedlings on his head a few times, selected a good-growing one, gritted his teeth in advance, and pulled it out hard. The moment the young seedlings were pulled out, It withered away at a speed visible to the naked eye. Master Shui was also shivering in pain. Green liquid continued to drip along his scalp, with a thick texture like blood.

A magical scene happened. After pulling out the young seedlings, Wu Yingying, who was charging forward, suddenly stopped, and then covered the right side of her neck with both hands, with a very painful expression.

And this location is exactly where Master Shui's fingertips are.

Losing Wu Yingying's control, the butterfly flew into the air and disintegrated, turning into a handful of ice-blue powder, which was really beautiful.

"long!"

Mr. Shui had a serious look on his face, holding the withered young seedling in his hand. As he said this, the young seedling turned into powder, and the next second, something truly terrifying happened. The place Wu Yingying covered with her hand actually started to The bulge was so exaggerated that I couldn't hold it down with both hands, as if something was about to burst out of my body.

After a moment of stalemate, Wu Yingying knelt on the ground in pain, and then a young seedling emerged from between her fingers. It looked like the young seedlings on Mr. Shui's head!

The young seedlings grow extremely fast, becoming thicker in just a few breaths, and the color changes from light green to yellow-green, and then gradually approaches the full mature yellow.

That was rice, Fatty knew it, and heavy rice grains had grown on the front of the rice. Fatty and the others were stunned by the scene before them. Then, they felt a little uncomfortable in their abdomens, and acidic water kept flowing in their stomachs. Who would have thought that those...those villagers The white rice we eat is... actually made like this!

At this moment, Wu Yingying seemed to have had all her strength taken away. She could no longer support her body and fell to the ground. Her slender body was twitching continuously, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Mr. Shui shook his head, turned around, looked at Jiang Cheng, and said after a moment: "Don't worry, this girl is fine. She has been controlled, and the power in her body can be exerted to 60-70%. Otherwise, I don’t dare to hold back, if that’s the case, I will have no choice but to kill her.”

Hearing what Mr. Shui said, Jiang Cheng felt relieved and thanked Mr. Shui: "Thank you very much, senior."

"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior!" Fatty and others also breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Mr. Shui repeatedly.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Shui curled his lips disdainfully at the fat man, "I said you fat boy, you are the most dishonest among these people. Just now, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Just look at me and call me "old man" if you win. Senior, just call me old man when you see me being beaten down. Is there any way you can do this?"

The fat man didn't dare to talk back, and explained with his neck shrunk: "Old...old senior, wasn't it because I was anxious for you that I said something wrong? You are highly respected, and you are also a cuckold. You must not be so mean to a junior like me."

"Hehe, Master, you don't need to worry about me. Let alone this girl, even if it's that bastard up there, ask him how he feels after being hit by my trick?" Master Shui seemed to have thought of something, squinting his eyes and becoming more and more proud, "Hey, guess what?"

Tang Qisheng swallowed his saliva and asked weakly: "What happened?"

"Hey, Master, I took advantage of him to run away. I ran so fast. The three of them chased me all night but couldn't catch up with me." Master Shui stroked his beard and laughed.

The fat man was completely confused. He didn't know what Master Shui was so proud of. However, Jiang Cheng looked at Master Shui with even higher regard. The man who could come with the President of the Night Watch to surround and kill Master Shui was obviously not an ordinary person. No matter how to say it, it was not an easy task to escape from the hands of the President and the other two high-level disciples. Even Wu might not be able to do it.