Four Hundred and Twentieth IX Can Be Soft or Hard

The battle ended. In fact, Luo and Xiyou didn't use their full strength, but sometimes battles are like this. You don't need to use all your strength, and you don't need to use all your cards to decide the winner.

Luo squatted beside Xiyou, holding his heart tightly until it was twisted and deformed, and there was no sign of loosening.

In the messy main hall of the theater, the screams of Journey to the West resounded non-stop.

The heart is supposed to be a fragile thing, and it can be crushed with a little force, but the heart that has been hit by the hand of God is not included in this list.

Therefore, the endurance of the heart is almost unlimited, so the resulting pain has almost no steps, and can gradually increase.

Furthermore, the heart that was stripped out by the hand of God is several times the normal pain transmission.

In other words, once it is taken to the heart, I am afraid that even words such as painful, life is worse than death, etc. cannot be used to describe that experience.

Now, Journey to the West has only experienced a painful hell for a minute, and he is already hoarse and drenched in sweat.

"You have two choices."

Luo loosened his strength, allowing Xiyou to breathe.

"First, bear this pain until you die. Second, what do I ask, what do you say, don't try to lie, your heart is in my hands, this is a natural lie detector."

"When you have answered all the questions, I will let you die quickly, choose."

Luo glanced at Xiyou's bleeding abdomen, and did not take measures to stop the bleeding for Xiyou, because of this injury, with Xiyou's physical strength, it would not be a problem to persist for an hour.

No matter which one he chooses in Journey to the West, Luo will not spare his life.

Journey to the West was cut into a stick, lying on his side on the ground, his chest heaved slightly, his face was ashen, and he whispered in despair: "I... choose the second one."

Luo nodded, not surprised by the choice of Journey to the West, after all, his criminal investigation methods are definitely the most terrifying in the world, even the torturer Fei Tan has to bow down.

"First question, who sent you here?"

After that, Luo asked several questions one after another, and Journey to the West answered them all honestly. The whole process only took ten minutes to the end.

Beyonder, Pariston, and the team aiming to go to the Dark Continent.

"kill me."

After answering all the questions, Journey to the West said lifelessly.

Luo didn't speak, got up and summoned the book, on the black and white cover, in addition to the pattern of the cross of Jesus, and four Chinese characters, there was a row of numbers: 6258.

Opening the book with one hand, it automatically turned to the page of Journey to the West, pressed the heart into a pattern, and then crossed it out neatly.

Xiyou's body shook, his eyes darkened quietly, and a lot of blood spattered from his limbs.

At this moment, a wisp of black air emerged from the corpse of Journey to the West, instead of attacking Luo who was nearby, it flew towards the golden cudgel that fell not far away.

Luo is not surprised to see that wisp of black air moving freely. He has helped many people get rid of the grievances left by the dead in order to stay overnight during his travels in the past six years. He also understands that the dead want to leave grievances. It must be by chance.

The success of Journey to the West left behind resentment, as well as the realized golden cudgel.

The black air came to the place where the severed hand fell, and suddenly turned into a black Nian monkey, and picked up the golden cudgel that fell on the ground.

Nianhou was shaped like a bamboo pole, with slender limbs. When it touched the golden cudgel, it was dyed black, exuding a breathtakingly cold aura.

He raised his head and roared, but there was no sound.

Holding the golden cudgel, the black Nianhou rushed towards Luo like a thunderbolt, raised the much thicker golden cudgel, and patted Luo on the head.

Swish!

Luo retreated calmly, avoiding the blow that split the ground, kicked his feet, flew towards Nianhou in the air, stretched out his palm to cover Nianhou's face, and pressed hard to the ground.

Nianhou fell backwards and was crushed to the ground by Luo's hand, making a deafening noise.

White smoke font, start.

Luo whispered something expressionlessly in his heart.

The palm seemed to open a bottomless pit, absorbing Nianhou completely in the blink of an eye.

Clang.

Nianhou disappeared, but the golden cudgel stayed behind, falling to the ground and making a sound.

After absorbing this resentment, the average value of the six major departments directly increased by 0.5%, making the value just break through 75%, which is still 5% away from 80%.

Although it looks small, it is not so easy to rise.

"Good harvest."

After Luo Ziyu said, he looked at the golden cudgel that fell on the ground. There were black lines flowing on the body of the stick, and there was a round head at both ends.

He leaned over and picked up the golden cudgel dyed with black lines, and the white smoke font immediately gave a brief message.

[The weapon manifested by thoughts is called the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. According to the amount and strength of the injected thoughts, it can be long or short, thin or thick, soft or hard. 】

"Keep it, or absorb it?"

Looking at the golden cudgel in his hand, Luo thought for a while, and decided to keep the golden cudgel. After all, it is an item of the materialization system, and it is really a rare thing.

"Tsk tsk, buy one get one free?" The black cat in the form of a panther put Qi Ya away, and came over to tease him.

Luo threw the golden cudgel over and said casually, "Put it away."

The black cat opened its huge mouth and swallowed the golden cudgel.

Luo walked a few steps, found a mobile phone from Xiyou, and then said to the black cat, "The body is handed over to you."

"Is it okay to throw this away?" The black cat stared.

"Stop talking nonsense and eat quickly."

As Luo said, he opened his mind circle, collected the bleeding blood and severed limbs, and put them together with Xiyou's torso.

"Is it okay not to eat?" The black cat glanced at Xiyou's body in disgust.

"I don't have the time to fight with you." Luo quickly walked towards the unconscious Qi Ya, and said coldly, "The explosion just now will definitely attract the police, so we can't stay for long."

As soon as the words fell, he picked up Qi Ya and walked towards the back of the stage.

The black cat gritted his teeth, thinking that he had earned a hundred pages today, so he could eat as much as he wanted.

Thinking of this, like a child drinking traditional Chinese medicine, he frowned and swallowed Luo's specially packed corpse of Journey to the West, and then caught up with Luo.

A few minutes later, police cars arrived at the Shakespeare Theatre. An old doorman stood at the gate with a frightened face. There were many onlookers around, and they all heard the explosion.

One by one, the policemen got out of their cars in full armor and quietly infiltrated into the theater.

A few minutes later, the police force looked puzzled at the messy audience area and the stage that experienced the explosion.

Half an hour later, Luo returned to the hotel suite with Qi Ya and sent a message to Shiba.

Qi Ya was still in a coma, and Luo put him on the bed.

Those limbs twisted into a tragic arc, which shows that Journey to the West struck extremely hard.

"The bones must be straightened and connected."

Luo raised his finger, concentrated his thoughts, and cut Qi Ya's skin, and the power of the hand of God was activated!

In the book that has not been materialized, Qi Ya's name is added.