Lao Qi's attitude at this time was no different from a grandson. However, the little ghost was lazy to look at him, but impatiently picked up the sharp knife covered with blood and prepared to start "work".

Good guy, Lao Qi's hair was upside down. You know, that slender sharp knife was used to pick his bones and peel his tendons!

It hurts even if you think about it, Lao Qi's face became increasingly ugly.

Seeing the little ghost pulling a weird smile and about to stab his skin with a sharp knife, Lao Qi was timid, and a sudden feeling of dampness and heat in his crotch, and a smell of urine instantly filled the little ghost's nose.

It's strange that when the little ghost smelled the smell of urine, he actually showed a disgusting face. If it weren't for his pale face, and his whole body was transparent, Lao Qi even wondered if he had really walked into the prison and was suffering torture.

"Oh, is my life in Lao Qi going to end like this? In this life, I don't even have a girlfriend, and I haven't even made an appointment with a cannon. This life is simply a failure!"

The more Lao Qi thought about it, the more he felt frustrated. He gritted his teeth hard, Damn! He died, he would die. At worst, he would be a hero in his next life!

Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes tightly...

The imagined pain was faster than expected. On his calves, Lao Qi suddenly felt a biting pain, and the nearly fainting pain continued and aggravated in Lao Qi's cerebral cortex.

You could feel that your calves were already inserted tightly by a sharp knife. As long as it gently lifted it, the bones of his calves would be cruelly picked out and splashed anywhere outside his body.

Lao Qi's face was terrible. Now he was exactly the same as the little ghost standing below, except that one was crying and the other was laughing, and the third level of hell was extremely miserable.

The most terrifying thing is not death, but the fear of death. Lao Qi suddenly said this in his mind, thinking that he had never read any books in his life, but in the face of death, he actually inspired a little literary potential, haha.

Lao Qi smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, and his face looked particularly ferocious because of the pain from the soles of his feet. He yelled,

"Damn it! Little kid, you want to kill you quickly, don't be so stupid? I'll just wait for death!"

...

The ghost who was concentrating on torture Lao Qi was suddenly roared, his hand shook, and with a "bang", the sharp knife in his hand actually landed on the ground.

The ghost raised his head and stared at Lao Qi angrily, panting heavily in his nostrils, looking angry.

This scene happened to be seen by Lao Qi, who had just opened his eyes to see what happened. His first thought was,

It's over, this ghost, probably torture himself to death!"

Lao Qi cried, crying very sadly, his face covered with tears and snot. It’s really hard to get through this day!

I saw that the ghost picked up the sharp knife and inserted it into Lao Qi's chest. In an instant, a burst of blood spurted out from Lao Qi's chest!

A trace of calm appeared in Lao Qi's eyes. He could clearly feel that his chest was constantly losing blood. Soon, he was about to die. It was much happier to die than Ling Chi who was cut by one knife!

"Boss Gu, I'm sorry for you!"

At the last moment of life, Lao Qi seemed to hear the last beating of his heart.

In the body, there was no trace of consciousness left in the short flesh, as if everything had never existed...

The little ghost continued to lift its sharp knife and stabbed it on the body, but a strange phenomenon happened!

Just at the chest of the corpse, an unknown creature suddenly flew into the body and crawled into the hole in the skin!

The little ghost was surprised to get closer and wanted to see more carefully. Who knew that Lao Qi's corpse suddenly stretched out a bloody big hand and grabbed the evil ghost's neck!

"Human! Let go!" The ghost roared in his throat, but the force coming from his neck became heavier and heavier.

"Click!"

After a crisp sound, the evil ghost collapsed on the ground, like a deflated ball, perhaps, more like a human skin.

At this moment, Lao Qi suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the ghost who had died tragically under his feet in surprise, and looked at a strange hand stretched out from his chest in horror. A strong chill gradually crawled into his heart.

Could it be that I am dead? But I am dead, how can I wake up? What's going on with this hand on my chest? Whose is it? How did this ghost die?

A series of questions hung on Lao Qi's head, making him feel overwhelmed. Just when he was puzzled, a heart-wrenching pain suddenly came from his chest.

It seems that something is coming out!

Lao Qi looked at his chest in horror. The strange hand stained with his blood actually stretched from his heart and reached the top of his head!

What does it want to do!

Lao Qi was shocked, suddenly his hand relaxed and fell to the ground gorgeously...

"It hurts so much!" Lao Qi rubbed his butt with heartache, while covering his heart. It was here that the extended hand returned to his body like a rubber band, until a vertical and ferocious scar was left on Lao Qi's chest.

What's going on?

Lao Qi looked confused and raised his right hand to wipe the cold sweat. However, in the palm of his hand, there seemed to be a round thing. The shape, at first glance, looked like a black stone, but it felt wrong.

Lao Qi thought carefully and found that the stone in his palm seemed to have a tail swinging freely outside the stone, like a tadpole.

Suddenly, Lao Qi suddenly realized that this is his potential? Before, he had a clumsy view that he actually regarded it as an ordinary stone, but he didn't expect that this stone was so weird. The hand that crawled out of his chest just now was the little guy here.

Lao Qi couldn't help but chill all over his body, because he suddenly thought of the scene where the bloody hand crawled out of his body, the feeling of déjà vu was simply disgusting...

Although this potential is a bit weird, Lao Qi doesn’t care about that much. As long as he can help him live, this is the kingdom.

A smile appeared on Lao Qi's face again, and he got up and walked towards his eldest son Gu. He had just thought about his abilities here, but he forgot about the eldest son.

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Chapter completed!