Chihu's eyes were blood red, and he waved the spear in his hand and danced in a mess.

He shouted and scolded, and the scolding became even more harsh: "Old guy, today I will uproot all the rotten woods you have."

But no matter how hard he tried, he was always helpless with those withered vines.

Those dead vines are like dog skin plaster, always following him, wherever he goes, these dead vines follow him.

He had just cut off the dead vine, and the dead vine healed instantly.

There is a great momentum of never ending.

"Old guy, why are you so disgusting?" Chihu cursed again.

At this time, he was already in trouble and did not have many new means to deal with this move.

Even the words of humiliating Lao Cang became powerless.

Lao Cang responded: "Xiaohu, tell you the truth. Your current ability cannot escape my formation.

If you stay here honestly and don’t resist violently, you can live a little more.

The characteristic of this formation is that the more you consume yourself, the faster you will die.”

This is Lao Cang's cunning point. He conquered Chihu and others from the bottom of his heart through psychological suggestion, allowing them to give up resistance and become preys that they can slaughter.

In fact, for any formation, once you give up, it means death.

Only by maintaining a high spirit of fighting, constantly thinking, and constantly trying will there be a glimmer of hope.

However, people are emotional, and during this long period of time, they gradually lose their minds and patience.

Tu Hai had a richer combat experience. He knew Lao Cang's conspiracy, so he began to loudly persuade Chi Hu: "Xiao Hu, all the Dharmas are loopholes. As long as we look for them patiently, we may not be able to find them.

This old guy's cultivation is nothing more than that. Don't be too impatient and wait patiently."

"I understand, Brother Hai." Chihu said.

He closed his eyes and gradually felt all this.

"Bang!"

But the ginger was still so spicy, so Lao Cang ordered another dead vine to start whipping the red tiger.

The repeated whipping did not cause much damage to Chihu's body.

But he whipped his dignity again and again.

Which one of the strong people whose energy value is approaching 7,000 degrees is not a master who lies in the world?

The more capable a person is, he will become extremely arrogant and arrogant without realizing it.

In the face of such low-level humiliation, few people can withstand it.

Especially when Chihu discovered that Lao Cang had only slapped him alone, but never attacked Tu Hai, it caused a greater change in his heart.

He felt that he seemed to be an animal being watched by people at this time.

At first, he could tolerate it, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the more angry he became.

"Fuck, I can't bear it anymore." Chihu roared angrily, holding the dead vines and began to drag them wildly.

But everything was futile. The dead vines were just broken, and the dead vines healed instantly.

"Fuck, old guy, get out of here, get out of here." Chihu cursed again.

Lao Cang's quiet and peaceful voice appeared again: "It's useless, Xiaohu, don't waste your energy. You should learn more from Xiaohai, use calmness to control your movements, and you will not change and respond to changes."

"Don't tell me nonsense, today I'm going to fuck you to death." Chihu couldn't hear anything at all. He just wanted to rush around and solve the problem quickly.

Tu Hai, who was standing beside him, couldn't say anything else when he saw this scene.

His position was a bit awkward. Since he was not targeted by Lao Cang, if he wanted to persuade Chi Hu blindly, he would seem to be sarcastic.

But if you don't persuade me, it is obvious that Chihu has fallen into an extremely crazy and fragile state, not far from death.

Once the Red Tiger dies, you will be isolated and fall into greater passiveness.

"Dong!"

In an instant, a dry vine suddenly became thinner and directly penetrated into Chihu's skin, trying to extract the energy and blood from Chihu's body.

"ah!"

Chihu screamed, struggling wildly, but he couldn't get rid of it.

"Swoosh!"

Tu Hai controlled the short knife in his hand and cut off the dead vine that was drawing blood.

He wanted to use his actions to show Chihu that the two of them were in the same alliance.

"Swoosh!"

However, just as he was performing a hero, a dead vine behind him instantly became thinner and smaller, inserted into his body, and began to suck his blood.

Everyone has the instinct to survive, and Tu Hai is no exception. He instantly found his short sword and began to drive away the dead vines that were trying to draw his blood.

However, at this time, Chihu fell into a state of isolation and helplessness again.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

“…”

At this moment, 7 more dead vines rushed over and inserted them into the seven parts of the Red Tiger.

"ah!"

It seemed that Chihu roared in pain, trying to get rid of all this, but he still had four words in the face of him, and he could do nothing.

Tu Hai, who was standing beside him, seemed to see the scene of Chihu.

He wanted to go forward to rescue him, but he couldn't take care of himself.

He was once again caught in a huge contradiction.

Don’t act by yourself, then Lao Cang will immediately attack himself.

If he doesn't act, then when Chihu dies, Lao Cang will support him wholeheartedly.

Both sides and vertically die.

An inexplicable despair suddenly spread inside his body, which was a feeling he had never missed.

This is also the terrible thing about boiling frogs in warm water.

It makes you accept death little by little, and you don’t care about it from the beginning, and you should slowly realize this crisis.

When I was in the end, I was unable to escape, but I was happy to accept it.

There is nothing greater than the death of the heart.

When a person's will has died, he is equivalent to death.

Qin Hao, who was in front of his phone, also felt a kind of despair that filled the air at this point, and did not sigh that this was the horror of Lingchi.

For the deceased, the greatest torture is not physical torture, but mental torture.

It is too cruel to let a person witness the process of his own death.

Xiaoxue said: "Faced with an old guy with extremely rich experience like Lao Cang, you must not delay it. You should do your best as soon as possible and get rid of it with the greatest strength in the shortest time.

Once he is freed from it, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Qin Hao nodded and said, "Yes, I have never met such a strong opponent before. This time, as a bystander, I learned a lot."

Xiaoxue asked, "Husband, I just said you have never met such a strong opponent. What does it mean?"

Qin Hao explained calmly: "You know that I am a specialist in solving the case, and then I met some cunning murderers.

I often treat these murderers as my own opponents.

So you know."

"Oh, so that's it." Xiaoxue sighed, "I thought my husband was once a stranger."
Chapter completed!