After pouring out the last drop of gasoline from the barrel, Chang Ping fell backwards with the empty barrel in his arms. He placed the barrel flat on the soft mud with a "iron bridge", loosened the barrel, and with a slight force on his waist, he stood up again easily.
His core strength is now ridiculously strong, far better than those fitness experts.
"What are you bragging about with your little strength! If you have the ability, come into the water, I'll hook you and throw you to death!" Xiang Liu snorted contemptuously, and while it slapped the blazing fire on its back with its neck, it looked at Chang Ping with disdain.
"Idiot!" Chang Ping raised his middle finger to Xiang Liu and ignored the ten thousand year old monster.
He tore off his left sleeve, wrapped the water godhood layer by layer, and then stuffed the cloth ball into his arms.
Although he didn't know what the old thing did to it, as long as he didn't touch it directly, it should be fine. Anyway, he would not give up this opportunity for eternal life.
In addition to the old monster, Chang Ping did not find any other monsters in the cold pond. Xiang Liu was too awesome, so he couldn't eat. If he wanted to fill his stomach, he had to find another way.
"We can only leave here!"
Chang Ping returned to the safe zone, pulled out a nuclear torch, raised it and shone it upwards.
Although he was only a silver peak warrior now, and couldn't beat the black gold strongman of the sacred family, he could still beat Shen Xiu, a silver two-star fragile demon spirit master.
The demon spirit master has strong spiritual power and weak physical strength, which is equivalent to the mage profession in online games.
"Found it!" Chang Ping found the entrance on the right side of the safe zone. He was thrown down from here after being dug out of his heart by the vixen Shen Xiu.
Just as he tried to jump up, a hemp rope as thick as an arm fell down. Fortunately, he dodged in time, otherwise he would be hit in the face by the rope.
He was not handsome to begin with, and if his face was disfigured, how could he find a wife in the future.
"It seems that someone is coming down..." Chang Ping narrowed his eyes and looked along the horse, vaguely seeing the flickering of fire. "Who could it be? Shen Xiu?"
Chang Ping clenched his fists in jealousy.
"I didn't go looking for you, but you came to me! That's good, it saves me the trouble."
Chang Ping hurried back to the safe zone, pulled up the torches one by one, then tore open the lid of the gasoline barrel, stuffed all the torches in, and finally turned the oil barrel over.
He was so hungry that he was dizzy and might not be able to defeat Shen Xiu head-on.
With the help of the flames in the cold pond, he quietly slipped back to the entrance, stood against the wall, took out the Desert Eagle, and began to wait and see.
"Four days! Do you know how I spent these four days?" Chang Ping gritted his teeth and roared in his heart.
Two hours later, Chang Ping was so hungry that his eyes rolled back, but Shen Xiu hadn't climbed down yet.
"Are you a female snail? Why are you crawling so slowly?"
Is this place far from the surface?
After waiting for another half an hour, the person who came finally crawled out of the entrance.
Chang Ping immediately lay on the ground to prevent being illuminated by the torch.
"Huh? Why is there a fire there?" The person who came made a puzzled sound.
Chang Ping frowned slightly. The voice was very childish, not like that of an old woman like Shen Xiu.
Soon, the man landed on the ground and hurriedly ran towards the pool of fire.
Chang Ping suddenly jumped up and pounced on her like an ant lion hiding in the mud.
"Don't move, or I'll blow your head off!" He attacked from behind, covering the woman's mouth with one hand and holding her head with the Desert Eagle with the other.
The woman threw the torch on the ground, shaking like a sieve. Chang Ping hooked her slippery neck, bent down to pick up the torch, stuck it into the ground, and then began to untie the woman's belt.
"No, don't!" The woman begged for mercy in a hurry, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, thinking that Chang Ping was going to insult her.
"Shut up!"
Chang Ping slapped her soft little butt.
He just slapped it lightly, but the woman felt that her pelvis was about to break.
However, after Chang Ping's warning, the woman stopped shouting and let him pull off her belt savagely. She gritted her silver teeth, her eyes red, and swore that she would make this demon who was about to take away her precious first time pay the price.
Unexpectedly, this demon did not do anything obscene, but just tied her hands behind her back with a belt.
When the demon came around in front of her, the woman realized that the one holding her hostage was a low-level servant who cleaned the toilet in the mansion.
Thinking that her mouth had just been covered by his dirty hands, the woman couldn't help but retching.
"What the hell are you doing! Do you think I'm willing to sweep the toilet?" Chang Ping was angry. "Besides, you're just a servant girl, a dog-like thing, what qualifications do you have to look down on me?"
The job he applied for was to clean the yard, but because he worked too hard, he often finished the work ahead of time. The old idiot Shen Ming couldn't stand him being idle, so he forced him to do the job of sweeping the toilet. He had no choice but to not pay him if he didn't agree.
The little maid shrank her neck and lowered her head, not daring to look at Chang Ping.
"What did Shen Xiu send you to do?" Chang Ping brought an oil barrel, sat opposite the little maid, and began to interrogate her.
"I... I can't tell you!" The little maid's voice was like a mosquito.
Fortunately, Chang Ping is now a silver warrior, and his five senses have been greatly enhanced, otherwise he really couldn't hear clearly.
"Don't tell me? Do you believe that I will carry you up and throw you into the water to feed that old monster?" Chang Ping raised his thumb and pointed behind him.
"Okay, okay!" Xiangliu was happy to hear this, nodding his eight terrifying heads like a chicken pecking at rice, "The little girl's delicate skin and tender meat must be delicious! I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time! Thank you, Xiao Wang!"
The reason why it kept the black water turtle was to let it crawl to the shore and carry the corpse into the water for it to eat.
If the black turtle is dead, it will be difficult for it to eat meat again. The opportunity is rare and must not be missed.
"Xiao Wang?" Chang Ping was stunned and turned his head to ask: "Are you calling me?"
"Aren't you a bastard? It's right that I call you Xiao Wang!"
Chang Ping slammed the gasoline barrel, stood up, pointed at Xiangliu's nose and cursed: "You are the bastard! Your whole family is bastards, Wang your uncle, Wang your ancestors..."
"Bounce back!" Xiangliu didn't care about Chang Ping and slowly dived into the water.
However, it still left a head on the water, drooling and staring at the little maid.
"That...what is that thing? So scary~" The maid was frightened by Xiangliu. She had never seen such an ugly monster.
And such a monster actually lived under the bed of the eldest lady. Why did she keep such a scary monster? Thinking of this, the maid couldn't help but sweat.
"Don't worry about what it is, just know that it can swallow you in one bite." Chang Ping turned around, sat back on the gasoline barrel, and looked at the maid: "Why did Shen Xiu send you down? Answer me, if you don't want to be thrown into the water!"