Chapter 556.

Two bowls of swineherd soup had been placed on the table.

However, Do Not Art did not move ……

He looked at the two bowls of soup and felt embarrassed.

He hadn t figured out the bottom of this big fat man until now …… He claimed that he was not a person of the Flute Clan, but he was able to have a house of his own here and built a small fenced yard.

The body is weird and unpredictable, and the iron wire worm can t hurt him.

He stewed a big pot of roe deer soup, but asked people to exchange their heads with him.

Such soup, can you drink it?

Looking at the big fat man standing right next to him who was staring at himself with a deadly stare, Bedou Shu’s brows were tightly locked.

Feeling that today this bowl of soup, if you do not drink it, about their own can not go.

The soup is actually very good, the aroma is overflowing, the meat is also stewed soft and off the bone, making people’s fingers move.

After a moment of silence, Bedou Shu then smiled:

“As the saying goes, it’s better to be happy alone than to be happy together ……

“Fan Cheng, is it okay if I treat you to soup?”

Good fart!

Van Cheng wasn’t a fool, and immediately shrunk back:

“No need …… you just enjoy yourself.”

“You!”

Bedou Shu’s face sank, and between the flow of his eyes, he heard that big fat man wonder:

“Why don’t you drink yet? Is not love soup?”

The first one asked a question, and it was still pleasant.

When the latter sentence was asked, a pair of small eyes on the big fat face flashed with a morose cold luster.

“No ……”

Do not art hastily said:

“I love to drink! I most love to drink soup …… just, two bowls I can not drink, willing to share with others ……”

Words to this point, and then look at that Fan Cheng, has shrunk to a corner of the courtyard.

Cursed in his heart, then looked up, and found Jiang Ran and his party are looking forward to him.

His face was filled with an expression of watching the fun.

Immediately, his eyes lit up:

“All of you have been sitting here for half a day, and there is nothing to eat on the table …… Why don t I even out a bowl of soup for you guys?”

Ah Mei’s head shook like a rattle.

A person would know that this bowl of soup is not the right way, how could she agree.

Just as she was about to say no, she heard Jiang Ran say:

“Good, thanks a lot.”

Bedou Shu was overjoyed and shook his sleeve:

“Here you go!!!”

A bowl full of roe deer meat soup immediately flew away, heading straight for Jiang Ran.

The big fat man did not stop, a pair of small eyes moved in the direction of the bowl of soup, seeing that the bowl of soup was about to fall in front of Jiang Ran.

A hand suddenly stretched out diagonally, and took the bowl of soup in his hand.

Without even thinking, he tilted his head back and drank.

Tons and tons, a bowl of soup immediately went down.

After he finished the soup, he reached out and grabbed the roe deer meat from the bowl of soup, and ate it with gusto, but his face seemed to be a little impatient:

“The meat aroma is all in the soup, this meat has no flavor, almost interesting, almost interesting ah.”

Jiang Ran glanced at the visitor, somewhat helpless:

“This is my soup.”

“Yours?”

The man looked back at Jiang Ran and grinned, revealing a mouthful of large yellow teeth:

“If you say it’s yours, it’s yours? You call it out and it obliges you?”

“That’s tough enough.”

Jiang Ran was helpless:

“In that case, I probably have no way to prove that this bowl of soup is mine.”

“Indeed there isn’t.”

The man said this and smacked his lips, as if he hadn’t had enough, and came to sit at an empty table to the side:

“Another bowl of soup, I can smell the aroma of this place from afar.

“These days, every day in the forest to kill people, the mouth is almost faded out of a bird, this fragrance is really scratching the itch …… quickly, quickly, quickly, and then give me ten bowls of eight bowls.”

This sudden change, but called the crowd present some consternation.

A Mei see speak this person forty years old or so, full of rough, do not trim.

Speaking kung fu, but also from the sleeve took out a large tobacco pot, stuffed with tobacco, began to swallow clouds and spit out the smoke.

Posture eyes, all will not put the surrounding crowd in the eyes.

The big fat man smiled:

“Want soup ah, naturally can ah.

“But my soup is not for free, need to buy …… a head a bowl.”

“Bullshit, that just that bowl is what happened?”

The middle-aged man knocked his tobacco bag, his face was full of displeasure.

“That was bought by this guest …… He said that a person can not drink two bowls, so even out a bowl to that guest.

“But I didn’t expect to be cut off by you.”

The big fat man was not half impatient and explained one by one:

“Now that this bowl of soup has been drunk by you, if you still want to drink it again, you’ll have to spend your human head.”

“Heads ……”

The middle-aged man glanced at the surroundings of this small courtyard and suddenly smiled:

“I see… …… However, there seems to be almost enough heads in this courtyard.

“Come, come, you serve me soup …… I’ll count ……”

He began to count one by one:

“One, two, three, four …… Even with the people and the corpses, there are seventeen heads in total, so you will serve me seventeen bowls of soup.

“Heads, will be served in a moment.”

Tang Yuyi skimmed her lips and glanced at Jiang Ran:

“He’s counting all the heads of all of us, right?”

Jiang Ran nodded:

“Apparently so.”

Their group was the most numerous, Fan Cheng was alone, and Bedou Shu had a few Boat Clan disciples controlled by the Iron Thread Worm with him.

Together, these people added up to exactly seventeen people.

Big Fatty’s eyes rolled, and he suddenly nodded:

“Also, seventeen bowls of soup, coming right up.”

“Hold it!”

Bedou Shu immediately opened his mouth, looked back at the middle-aged man and said with a smile:

“Your Honorable Sir’s breath is too big, seventeen bowls of soup, not afraid of propping you up.

“I have another bowl here, why don’t you drink it first?”

“Fine, feel free to bring it.”

That middle-aged man laughed lightly, tone arrogant, all will not put the surrounding crowd in the eyes.

Do not art sneer, one hand on the desktop gently pressed, under the vibration of internal force, the bowl full of broth once again flew out, straight to this middle-aged man.

The fact that he had provoked the flying soup bowl to send the soup to Jiang Ran was because he wanted to give this potentially poisonous soup to someone else to drink.

He didn’t know the depth of Jiang Ran’s martial arts, so naturally, he didn’t want to do anything weird.

He only hoped that Jiang Ran would be able to drink this bowl of soup peacefully.

But this moment is different ……This middle aged man has an arrogant tone and does not put the people present in his eyes.

The next person is not even, even their own are not in his eyes, this Do not art can not tolerate?

Therefore, now out of the hand wrapped in internal force far from the previous comparable.

But see that the middle-aged man smiled, the hands of the smoking pot turned, snapped a light sound, the soup bowl immediately rose to the sky.

The band waited to fall, but was again caught by him with the smoking pot.

A large bowl of soup, in his smoke pot on the rotation endlessly, the bowl of soup but half did not flow out.

Until the whole bowl rotation stops, he then reached out to take, tilted his head and drink.

Do not art saw this, did not become angry, on the contrary, the corner of the mouth leaked out a cold smile.

Seeing him reach out to the bowl to take the meat to eat, but also gently shaking his head, looking at his eyes as if looking at a dead person.

“The iron thread worm of the Bedou clan?”

The middle-aged man suddenly uttered a shocking statement, causing Bed Art’s pupils to suddenly shrink:

“You ……”

A word you had just finished speaking, when he saw that middle-aged man suddenly pooh-pooh.

A chewed up iron threadworm was spat out by him:

“This iron thread worm, it’s hard to chew and eat …… I really don’t know what the hell you guys are up to.

“When cultivating these worms, in addition to considering their aggressiveness concealment or toxicity, can’t you consider thinking about how delicious they are?

“In the future, when we really reach the end of the mountain, these things can barely be taken out, just pay just pay …… not to starve to death alive is not it?”

Do not art’s face can no longer be said to have changed …… The whole person is stiff on the spot.

When he struck, he attached the iron thread worm to the bowl.

Wanted to use this to kill someone ……

However, he did not expect that this person would spit out the iron threadworm.

“Who the hell are you?”

Bedou Shu realized that he had underestimated this person.

“With you, you are not qualified to know my name …… Huh, the soup is here!”

The middle-aged man exclaimed and looked up, and saw the big fat man holding a big tray in his hand, and on the tray, one big soup bowl, soup bowls stacked on top of soup bowls, full of soup, walking up and down, all clanking.

Soon, coming to the table, the big fat man put this soup bowl:

“Guest, your soup has arrived.

“I don t know when the head …… will be paid?”

“First return you one.”

Words to this point, see Do not art suddenly face changed, as if there is something in his throat, he bent over to spit out, but he could not spit out, reached out to his mouth and wanted to buckle, but no matter how much digging, can not be able to gouge out the things in his throat.

His eyes flushed red, his veins popped up, and his body suddenly stiffened and twisted involuntarily.

There was no longer any semblance of blood color on his face, and it turned into a layer of blackness.

Suddenly, a black moth flew out of his mouth ……

It was as if it had pulled the curtain on everything.

Bedou Shu violently tilted his head to look at the sky, his mouth opened wide, and swarms and swarms of black moths flew out of his mouth, eyes, nostrils, ears, and other various places.

In the beginning it was black moths, but later on the bodies of these moths were dyed with a layer of blood.

After all the moths flew out, Bedou Shu’s body collapsed to the ground.

The body collapsed to the ground.

With the tragic death of Bedou Shu, the bodies of the three Boat Race disciples that he had controlled with the iron thread worms also fell to the ground.

Countless Iron Threadworms wandered out from their bodies, and the Iron Threadworms that had been carried around by Bedou Shu also gushed out, spreading over the entire ground.

Ah Mei’s pupils shrunk, a scorpion came out from his sleeve and climbed onto his arm and shoulder, ready to strike at any time.

But right at this moment, the black moths that had already covered half of the sky suddenly fell through the air.

The moment the powder spilled from the moths’ wings touched the wireworms, the worms twisted and struggled, and in the blink of an eye, they were all dead.

The moths each fell down and attached themselves to the body of the wire worm, slowly nibbling on it.

Jiang Ran looked on in wonder:

“Pouncing moths and eating this?”

Said the middle-aged man with a glance.

The middle-aged man gently shook his head, surprisingly answered seriously:

“In the past is also not eat …… perhaps recently messy things eat more, become meat and vegetables.”

“I see.”

Jiang Ran nodded:

“Then after eating these messy things, you these puffed moths can change?”

“There is.”

The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile:

“They then became more and more bloodthirsty and easier to cast.”

Ah Mei subconsciously glanced at Jiang Ran at his words.

Jiang Ran, on the other hand, stroked his chin:

“So that’s how it is ……”

“You’re not afraid?”

The middle-aged man suddenly looked at Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran smiled:

“How can a person be afraid of a pounced moth?”

“……”

Naturally, there’s nothing to be afraid of in an ordinary moth, but are my moths anything more than that?

The middle-aged man skimmed his lips and glanced at the fat man:

“How? Does this count as four heads?”

“Counts, naturally!”

The big fat man nodded repeatedly:

“Drink the soup, drink the soup, we’re still short of thirteen bowls of accounts yet to be counted.”

“Count slowly, there’s no rush.”

“Okay, customer, enjoy your meal.”

The big fat man said, picked up the chopper and started to work, sliced off four human heads and placed them in the flower pot.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, Jiang Ran found that the flowers in the two flower pots where the heads were initially placed seemed to have become a bit more demonic.

In his heart, he had some speculations about the identity of this big fat man.

The middle-aged man, on the other hand, was busy, drinking soup and eating meat.

Jiang Ran and his entourage just sat there and watched.

Watching and watching someone else came ……

The location of this small courtyard was truly unique.

People who traveled to the Flute Clan always inevitably passed through here.

And the people who came this time were not particularly unfamiliar to Jiang Ran.

There were a total of five people in this line, all wearing black robes and looking mysterious, precisely the Winged Race that had killed people at night in the forest earlier.

The group was silent as they stepped into the small courtyard.

While the middle-aged man was drinking the soup, those moths had already eaten up the wireworms on the ground.

The people of the Winged Clan, on the other hand, tacitly dispersed around the middle-aged man, vaguely forming an encirclement.

With a helpless face, the middle-aged man said to that big fat man:

“Boss, add five more bowls of soup.”

“Still drinking soup here?”

One of the people among the Winged Clan slowly spoke:

“Night Qiong, you’ve lived long enough to deserve to die.”

“You guys are not yet qualified to speak to me ……”

Night Qiong chewed the roe deer meat in his mouth and waved his hand without lifting his head:

“Go and wait on the side first, after I finish this bowl, I will send you all on your way.”

Without further words, the black as ink ghost ants ‘flowed’ to the ground from the bodies of several Winged Clan disciples, like a tidal wave, surging towards Night Qiong.

Night Qiong sat alone, surrounded by glittering powder, bright and dark.

The moment it touched with the ghost ants, it was as if it was cooking oil on fire, and the entire colony of ghost ants boiled over.

Some burst, some were injured, and surprisingly, they were unable to take another step forward.

One of the ghost ants popped up and was caught by Jiang Ran’s chopsticks in his hand, and came to look at it.

The size of this thing was not too small, each one was as big as a soybean.

Its appearance was vicious and hideous, and compared to normal ants, it had a lot of angular spikes on its body.

It was caught by Jiang Ran with the chopsticks, but it still wanted to struggle and twist, grinning as it tried to bite the chopsticks off.

After Jiang Ran looked at it twice, he asked Ah Mei:

“Take a look at this, isn’t it a bit different compared to the ones before?”

“It seems like …… there are a few more patterns on the body.”

To be precise, it is a blood pattern.

All of these ghost ants had an extra line of blood on their backs.

Jiang Ran thoughtfully glanced at the otherworldly fight in the field, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly shook his sleeve and drilled out a small white snake.

This thing was actually not well bred, but it was quite spiritual, and because it was afraid of Jiang Ran, it appeared to be very well-behaved.

Jiang Ran took the chopsticks and brought this ghost ant to its front:

“Here, taste the saltiness.”

The little white snake cocked its head with a pair of icy eyes as it scrutinized the ghost ant.

At first, it was still condescending, but after a few moments, it suddenly shrank back, wanting to burrow back into Jiang Ran’s sleeve.

“It’s afraid ……”

The thought arose in the minds of several people at the same time.

Jiang Ran smiled faintly and gently exerted force, directly pinching open the mouth of the little white snake.

Hardly, he stuffed this ghost ant into its mouth.

The little white snake couldn’t resist, so it had no choice but to swallow the ghost ant.

The entire snake was as if it had lost all its strength for a moment, paralyzed in Jiang Ran’s palm.

Jiang Ran stared for a short while, curious about what would happen when he heard that Night Qiong muffled a grunt.

The ghost ants around him had actually broken through his defenses.

It caused Night Qiong’s face to change slightly:

“Your ghost ants ……”

As he said this, his sleeve shook and countless black moths scurried out, covering the sky in the blink of an eye.

Layers and layers of glittering powder drifted down, only to be blocked by the black robes of the Winged Clan.

The ghost ants on the ground then flew up and fought with the moths in the sky.

At the same time, five figures moved forward at the same time, each throwing a punch, aiming straight for Night Qiong’s vital points around her body.

The smoking pot in Night Qiong’s hand turned, and with a bang, it first smashed on the back of the first fist’s hand.

Directly to the fist can no longer grip, followed by a pick and send the pipe pot, eyes on the main point in the heart of this person, the other fist has also come to the front.

He then had to tobacco bag pole to that person’s arm a plug a turn, through the arc of the arm to hang on to the other side of the arm, a tug a turn, shifting.

The winged man’s fist fell, hitting his own companion’s body, hitting the companion’s blood sprayed wildly.

The blood that spewed out was scattered on the bodies of the ghost ants, which became more and more frantic.

They weren’t particularly afraid of the powder spilled by the moths, but they still couldn’t get the upper hand in the fight, and with this mouthful of blood, they were able to save their lives.

Jiang Ran watched in wonder, a group of bugs fighting, inexplicably is a bit let a person feel blood boiling ah.

This battle looked more or less evenly matched.

Moths and ghost ants fought, hard to distinguish, leading to the black mist in the sky, almost impossible to open their eyes.

The five Winged Race people surrounded Night Qiong and also fought with fists to the flesh, and the sound of clinking was endless.

Just as they were fighting with each other, Jiang Ran suddenly glanced back at the outside of the courtyard.

Letting out a light laugh:

“Everyone, put in a little more effort, someone else is coming. If you guys are late in dividing the winners and losers, you might get caught by a fisherman.”

“…… Fisherman.”

Night Qiong sighed at his words, he didn’t know if what Jiang Ran said was true or not, but it really wasn’t appropriate to continue to tangle with the people of the Wing Clan.

Therefore, he moved his shoulders and directly shook one of the opposite Winged Race disciples back a few steps.

Immediately following that, he took out a dagger from his waist and drew a crossed cross above his arm.

Fresh blood flowed, but he closed both his hands, and the dripping blood accompanied the raising of his hands, suddenly scattering all over the sky:

“Moth Bloodlust, Night Lotus!”