"Yes, yes, clean up quickly and wait on the bed so that the Lord can come and visit you.
You will make the Lord happy, maybe."
A steady stream of foul language emerged from the crowd.
While everyone was laughing happily, a white light suddenly flashed out and passed by several people like lightning.
"ah" "ah" "ah" Several pig-like screams came from the crowd.
Those people jumped more than three feet high on the spot, with blood flowing from their mouths, and most of their tongues popped out with a pop.
This white light came out of the blue.
Not to mention hiding, those people were caught by the white light without even seeing where it came from.
There were so many masters present, but few of them could see where the white light came from.
They felt that the white light was extremely dazzling and extremely intense, and could not be used by those with spiritual power above the ninth level.
For a moment everyone thought that a foreign enemy was coming, and looked around in confusion.
But Mo Zhao's gaze fell on Di Fuyi like a knife, and he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes: "You" The white light was actually emitted by Di Fuyi, who seemed to be unsteady on his feet.
At this moment, Lord Zuo Tianshi was still lazily leaning on Gu Xijiu, still holding the sword that Gu Xijiu gave him: "The tongue is used for eating.
Since you use it to spray excrement, then...
No more."
Mo Zhao: "" Everyone's expressions changed and they subconsciously took a few steps back.
This Zuo Tianshi was tortured into such a virtuous state, and he could actually take people's tongues at will Gu Xijiu was also a little surprised and glanced sideways at Di Fuyi beside her: "Your spiritual power has not been eliminated?"
Isn't Mo Zhao's Soul-Destroying Lock a fake?
Di Fuyi still leaned on her as if he had no bones.
He said seriously: "Of course it has been eliminated.
A lot of it has been eliminated."
Gu Xijiu: ""You continue to pretend She was actually a little strange.
She had always smelled other men's stench, but when she came to worship today, there were tons of men around her, and her sense of smell was actually normal.
Di Fuyi's original smell of salted fish became light and warm again.
However, this girl was so good at pretending, Gu Xijiu decided to attack his arrogance and said to him: "You smell a little bit."
Di Fuyi stiffened, finally straightened up, and asked her in a low voice: "Your sense of smell has not recovered yet."
He secretly fed her the antidote last night.
Logically speaking, it should have taken effect just before the church visit.
She had been acting as if nothing had happened.
He thought she had recovered a long time ago, but he didn't expect that
Gu Xijiu coughed: "Guess" and then glanced at his blood-stained robe with disgust.
Di Fuyi finally remembered that in order to perform a full set of acting, he had been enduring the nausea and sloppiness these days.
Not only did he not take a shower, he also didn't even use the cleaning technique.
He stayed in that shabby cell for nearly ten days, sweating half of his body every day.
After so much accumulation, the smell on his body was really unsmellable.
Even if her nose was not broken, the smell on him would not be better than the smell of stinky salted fish.
How many This is simply The emperor flicked his sleeves, and a wave of light flashed across his body.
The blood stains on his body finally disappeared.
His black hair flew away like a waterfall, his purple clothes flowed like clouds, and the fox eyes on his forehead sparkled, and he returned to his former graceful appearance.
A good young master said: "How about this?"
Gu Xijiu: "" Di Fuyi straightened his clothes again as if no one else was watching, and smiled: "It doesn't stink now, right?"