Chapter 131 This is a ceremony for my mother's awakening...
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The red wooden door made of solid wood began to make sounds of being unable to bear the weight in the violent collision, as if it would be smashed to pieces in a short time.
In just a few minutes, the word "Taishan" written in special strokes on the yellow talisman pasted on the wooden door was slowly disappearing, and it seemed that it would disappear soon.
“Damn it!”
The "Mo Yu Immortal" hid in the room with a look of fear on his face, shaking all over. He knew that in less than four minutes, the "Gate-Suppressing Talisman" would become ineffective and the enemy would break in.
This time, he no longer had any more "Gate-Guarding Talismans" in his hand.
"It's over..."
The "Fishing Immortal" swallowed with a look of horror, knowing that he would definitely not survive if the "Gate-Suppressing Talisman" lost its effect!
All his means were destroyed in the recent confrontation, and the only thing left in his hand was a broken sword.
This sword was originally his source of pride. In reality, it was invincible. Many tasks over the past six months had been accomplished with just a single sword strike.
However, after just a few collisions with the opponent, the sword was actually broken by the opponent's chest...
It was broken by the breast!
This is a scene that the " Fisherman " would never have imagined in his lifetime.
"Fuck, what's wrong with that chest? It's like a hydraulic clamp. What kind of monster was this thing before it was contained..."
The "Fishing Immortal" was extremely desperate. The only solution he could think of now was to use the "Fragments of the Book of Numerology"!
No, it is not the use of "Book of Numerology: Fragments" in the ordinary sense, but using it to trigger the "Dice of Probability".
Only if he gets "lucky" can he survive.
Otherwise, if he only used the "Fragments of the Book of Numerology", he would at most only get three ways of his own death.
But……
That's only a one percent chance, which is equally daunting and despairing.
Moreover, this copy is different from other copies in that it seems to be one of the rare copies that has unknown malicious intentions towards the "Book of Numerology".
There is a chance that he will encounter something unexpected when he uses the first card.
Bang bang bang!
There were heavy knocks on the door one after another.
The "Fishing Immortal" was in a mess and his heart sank deeper and deeper.
At this moment, he was more and more inclined to give up all illusions and use the "Fragments of the Book of Numerology".
Since you are already in a desperate situation and cannot escape, you might as well fight forward with all your might. Even if there are many limitations and the probability is only one percent, if you try your best, you might be able to get a glimmer of hope.
"The worst that can happen is death!" The "Slacking Immortal" was furious.
But at this moment, the heavy hammering sounds suddenly stopped, and did not sound again for two or three seconds.
“What’s wrong?” The “Slacking Immortal” was stunned and temporarily stopped using the “Fragments of the Book of Numerology”.
But before I could think about it, I heard the voice again...
"Why don't we just talk openly?"
This sudden change in tone made "The Immortal Mo Yu" hesitate for a moment. Could it be that there was a chance for things to turn around?
After hesitating for a few seconds, he tentatively asked, "Then can you go to school for me?"
As long as he goes out, he will go back to this damn place again!
From some information left by his predecessors, he knew that as long as he could escape from this villa, he would be safe for the time being...
While speaking, the "Fishing Immortal" suddenly felt a little uneasy, and carved a few words in a corner with a broken sword - choose a sister, be her licker, and then leave the house!
Although he didn't know who started the habit of leaving information, since he had received help from others, he didn't mind leaving some potentially useful information for others who might come in the future.
"What kind of school?"
There was a sudden strange laugh from outside the door, and then he heard the other party continue to say:
"You finally spoke to your sister..."
When hearing these words, the uneasiness in the heart of "The Immortal of Mo Yu" suddenly magnified - Oh no, it was a trap, he shouldn't have replied!
The next second, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, and then an uncontrollable fear burst out from his heart.
The "Fishing Immortal" was mentally affected, and he lost his mind and burst into tears. He huddled in the corner as if he had collapsed and dared not look at the door again.
For a moment, he even forgot his decision to use the "Fragments of the Book of Numerology".
"My sister is here~"
As soon as the words fell, a violent collision sounded, and the solid wooden door that had supported for nearly half an hour suddenly shattered.
A pair of huge breasts crashed through the hole in the wooden door, sending sawdust flying.
"don't want!"
The "Fishing Immortal" held the broken sword, huddled in the corner, his head against the wall, his legs and feet kicking on the ground, and roaring in despair.
I saw that huge and full chest slowly retracted from the broken hole in the door, revealing the dark corridor outside the door...
But within a few seconds, a beautiful face stretched out from the gap, her entire head squeezed on the hole in the door, and her eyeballs, which seemed to be glowing red, turned towards the corner of the door.
"I put that little bitch's head on the bedside, and when the time comes, I'll let her watch..."
As she spoke, she retracted her face, reached her hand through the hole, reached for the door handle, and prepared to open the door from the inside and enter.
The "Slacking Immortal" with a look of fear and losing his mind had no intention of going forward to fight. His sanity had just been broken, even though he knew in his heart that this was the last chance and he would have no chance if he didn't fight.
But the intense fear still prevented him from doing anything...
Even using the "Fragments of the Book of Numerology" directly in my mind is not possible.
Snap!
The door of the room was opened.
"Don't come over here!!!"
The "Fishing Immortal" screamed.
"Sister" walked up to him, grabbed his legs, and dragged him backwards toward the door, all the while talking and laughing strangely.
As long as she keeps talking, she can maintain the fear and avoid accidents...
The chattering words suddenly stopped.
Just as "sister" walked out of the door, a seemingly inconspicuous rope hung from above the door. Before she could react, it suddenly circled her neck and hung her directly from the ground.
