God Bestows Evil Chapter 148

Chapter 148 Toddlers in Handan

Hu Yunkuan climbed down from the wire platform.

At that last moment, he thought he was really going to die.

But unexpectedly, at the critical moment, a breeze suddenly appeared and gave him a small push, allowing him to barely maintain his balance.

Hu Yunkuan before would definitely have panicked and fallen off the wire due to the appearance of the breeze, but his mentality had changed, so he seized this rare opportunity, regained his balance, and walked down the wire safely. tower.

Now his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his calves were trembling a little. He had to lose at least one or two pounds while walking the tightrope this time.

Under the stage.

The evil spirits booed.

Liu Baoyu applauded. He thought Hu Yunkuan's tightrope walk was very exciting, so the other evil spirits could only applaud reluctantly.

The attitude of the host of the banquet.

set the tone for today's dinner. As long as you can survive through the game, there will be no other twists and turns.

This is actually very consistent with Wu Xian's prediction.

There were so many newcomers on the first day, but only two died, which shows that the difficulty of the Banquet Hall Tomb is not too high, and the instinctive choices of the newcomers were correct.

Wu Xian is just worried that the difficulty of the room will increase as time goes by.

Now that Hu Yunkuan had safely stepped down, he felt much more relaxed, so he felt unbearably hungry and began to pick up food from the table and eat haphazardly.

Hu Yunkuan walked up to Wu Xian and thanked him seriously.

“If it weren't for you, I might have died under those blades.”

Wu Xian was about to take the roasted frog from Hu Yunkuan. When he heard this, he stopped in embarrassment.

Wei Dian smiled and said, "Whatever you thank him for, you should thank me for it."

Wu Xian turned the plate on the dining table so that Liu Xiucai's head faced Wei Dian.

“I pass on his thanks to you.”

The smile on Wei Dian's face faded.

While Wu Xian and others were chatting and joking, Guan Daorong had already stood up and walked to the stage. He wanted to perform the second program. The name of the program was Handan Learning to Walk.

Butler Hu looked at Guan Daorong for a few times, then explained the details of the program with a strange smile.

“This program is very simple. One person performs an action and the other person imitates it.”

“The conditions for imitation do not have to be too harsh, as long as it is roughly completed. One person takes three steps, and the other person also takes three steps. One person jumps once, and the other person also jumps once.”

The evil audience immediately booed. This show sounds too boring.

But Guan Daorong's expression changed slightly.

He knew that things would not be that simple. This program required two people to complete it, but he went on stage alone to perform the program.

So who will the other one be and what actions does he need to imitate?

Steward Hu looked towards the audience.

“Which friend is willing to come forward and cooperate with this Mr. Guan!”

Wu Xian raised his eyebrows.

Guan Daorong is going to be in trouble, what he needs to imitate turns out to be evil spirits.

Evil spirits are not human at all, and can easily perform actions that humans cannot do. If they encounter a cow spirit, they want to perform rumination, or they encounter a camel monster and want to eat cactus raw...

The evil spirits immediately raised their hands enthusiastically, all wanting to come up and play with Guan Daorong. Butler Hu was choosy and finally chose a man with a stooped figure and armor plates all over his face to take the stage.

The nails on this man's body are grown from piercing the flesh. Each nail is a wound. Some wounds are crawling with maggots, and some wounds contain white or yellow pus.

The man looked at Guan Daorong and smiled ferociously, his face full of resentment, as if he had a deep grudge against Guan Daorong.

“You can call me Jia Sheng. Do you know where my brothers and sisters have gone? They were all captured by you humans. Today I will avenge my brothers!”

Guan Daorong's eyes lit up.

“You hate humans? That's great!”

“I have never killed a pangolin, but I have killed a lot of people, probably more than your brothers and sisters. I have avenged you, and you should thank me!”

“Please take care of me for a while.”

Jia Sheng was speechless.

I don't know what to say for a moment. Human beings are indeed too complicated.

Steward Hu interrupted the exchange between the two. "Now the show has begun. First, Guan Daorong will imitate Jia Sheng, and then Jia Sheng will imitate Guan Daorong. It will not end until one of you cannot imitate."

Jia Sheng was stunned: "Should I imitate him?"

Butler Hu turned his head, exuding invisible pressure: "Since it is a show, there should be back and forth. Why...are you afraid?"

Jia Sheng swallowed.

"When you do the action, if you need any scene items, you can tell me and I will satisfy you. Now you can start. Let Jia Sheng set the questions first."

Jia Sheng thought about it, he was not in a hurry to kill Guan Daorong, and decided to torture him in the first round, so he made a request.

“I want a pot, a big pot with hot oil!”

As soon as Butler Hu clapped his hands, a large pot of hot oil appeared in an instant. There was no need to even start a fire. The oil pot was boiled directly, and the oil inside was boiling. It looked extremely hot.

The evil spirits below exclaimed again, the ability of the thousand-year-old fox is really weird to the monsters.

Jia Sheng threw a stone into the pot, then stretched out his left arm, and the **** armor on his arm closed, forming something like armor.

He looked at Guan Daorong provocatively: "This is my move, you can imitate it!"

　　Wow!

Jia Sheng immediately put his arm into the hot oil. His arm caused large white flowers to appear in the oil pan, making a harsh sound. Hot oil spots shot out everywhere, but he took the stone as if nothing had happened. out.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 eaten.

The nail plates dispersed with steam, but Jia Sheng was unscathed!

∣Steward Hu threw another stone into the oil pan.

Guan Daorong stood in front of the pot, feeling the heat in the iron pot. His face was extremely gloomy. He knew better than others what would happen if he put his hand into the oil pot.

Because he has tried it with others.

Now that it's up to him, he doesn't want to make a move.

But listening to the urging of the evil spirits below and looking at the earnest eyes of Butler Hu and Jia Sheng, Guan Daorong knew that he could not escape this disaster.

If the show fails, his end may be much more miserable than being blown up.

So Guan Daorong became determined.

Wrap your arms with clothes, stare at the stones in the oil pan, and suddenly put your hand into the oil pan.

A large amount of oil splashed in the oil pan, and Guan Daorong's arm changed color almost instantly. This sound usually makes people appetizing, but now it only feels creepy.

In less than a second, Guan Daorong pulled out his arm.

Throwing something to the ground was the stone that was thrown in!

But Guan Daorong's arm had been burned over a large area, and the excruciating pain made his head covered with cold sweat. He curled up on the stage, holding his arms and howling miserably.

This is to take out the stone as quickly as possible, otherwise a little delay will cause more serious injuries, and the severe pain may prevent him from taking out the stone at all.

Guan Daorong's miserable howl.

The family members who heard this felt very sad.

But Butler Hu, Jia Sheng, and the demons in the audience did not feel that the sound was like the sound of nature. They are all cruel hunters in nature. When they hear the screams of their prey, they will feel happy from the bottom of their hearts.

This quality.

It is very similar to Guan Daorong.

So they did not stop Guan Daorong, but listened to his screams with interest.

Liang Fang and Hu Yunkuan looked unbearable, while Wei Dian smiled heartlessly.

Wu Xian smashed his mouth.

This murderer is really miserable.

Although he did not die, the pain was still there, and he was always seriously ill in the blessed land. However, this was probably Guan Daorong's deserved punishment.

If this was not a blessed land, killing each other would only affect everyone's survival probability. Wu Xian would have already found a way to kill Guan Daorong...

But Guan Daorong should have similar thoughts. If this was not a blessed land, he might have started killing people in the team who he didn't like.

After admiring Guan Daorong's miserable howl for a while, Wu Xian suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The time Guan Daorong howled seemed to be a little too long.

(End of this chapter)

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