After pouring out the last drop of gasoline from the barrel, Chang Ping hugged the empty barrel and fell backwards. With an "iron bridge", he placed the barrel flat on the soft mud. He loosened the barrel, exerted a little force on his waist, and stood up again easily.
His core strength is now ridiculously strong, far better than those fitness gurus.
"What's the point of showing off with your tiny strength? If you have the guts, come into the water and I'll hook you and throw you to death!" Xiangliu snorted contemptuously. While slapping the raging fire on its back with its neck, it looked at Chang Ping with disdain.
"Idiot!" Chang Ping raised his middle finger towards Xiang Liu and ignored the thousand-year-old monster.
He tore off his left sleeve, wrapped the Water Godhead layer by layer, and then stuffed the cloth ball into his arms.
Although he didn't know what the old man had done 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.
Apart from the old monster, Chang Ping did not find any other monsters in the cold pond. Xiang Liu was too powerful, and he could not eat it. If he wanted to fill his stomach, he had to find another way.
"We have no choice but to leave here!"
Chang Ping returned to the safe zone, pulled out a nuclear torch, held it up and shone it upwards.
Although he is only a peak silver warrior now and cannot defeat the black gold warriors of the Holy Family, he can still defeat Shen Xiu, a silver two-star fragile demon spirit master.
The demon spirit master has strong spiritual power but 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 the vixen Shen Xiu dug out his heart.
Just as he was trying to jump up, a hemp rope as thick as his arm dropped down. Fortunately, he dodged in time, otherwise he would have been hit in the face by the rope.
He was not handsome to begin with, and now his face is disfigured. How will he find a wife in the future?
"It seems 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 into a jealous fist.
"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 area, 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 barrel over.
He was so hungry that he felt dizzy and might not be able to defeat Shen Xiu in a head-on battle.
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.
"Four days, four days! Do you know how I spent these four days?" Chang Ping roared in his heart with gritted teeth.
Two hours later, Chang Ping was so hungry that his eyes rolled back, but Shen Xiu still hadn't climbed down.
"Are you a female snail? Why are you crawling so slowly?"
Is this place very far from the surface?
After waiting for another half an hour, the man finally crawled out of the entrance.
Chang Ping immediately lay on the ground to avoid being illuminated by the torch.
"Huh? Why is there a fire there?" the person who came asked in a puzzled voice.
Chang Ping frowned slightly. The voice was very childish and didn't seem like something that could be made by an old woman like Shen Xiu.
Soon, the man landed on the ground and ran hurriedly towards the pool of water where the fire was.
Chang Ping was like an antlion lurking in the mud, he suddenly jumped up and pounced.
"Don't move, or I'll blow your head off!" He launched a sneak attack from behind, covering the woman's mouth with one hand and holding her head against the Desert Eagle with the other.
The woman dropped the torch to the ground and trembled like a sieve.
Chang Ping hooked his hands around 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 hurriedly, crying, thinking that Chang Ping was going to insult her.
"Shut up!"
Chang Ping slapped her soft little butt.
He only fanned her lightly, but the woman felt as if her pelvis was about to split.
However, after Chang Ping's warning, the woman stopped screaming and let him savagely pull off her belt. She gritted her teeth, her eyes reddened, and swore that she would make this demon who was about to take away her precious virginity 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 person holding her hostage was a low-ranking servant who cleaned the toilets in the mansion.
The woman couldn't help but dry heave when she thought about how his dirty hands had just covered her mouth.
"What the hell are you doing to your mother? Do you think I am willing to sweep the toilet?" Chang Ping was angry. "Besides, you are 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 fool Shen Ming couldn't stand him being idle, so he forced him to clean the toilet. If he didn't agree, he wouldn't get paid, so he had no choice.
The little maidservant shrank her neck and lowered her head because of the yelling, not daring to look at Chang Ping.
"Why did Shen Xiu send you here?" Chang Ping brought an oil barrel, sat opposite the maid, and began to interrogate her.
"I...I can't tell you!" The little maid's voice was as soft as a mosquito.
Fortunately, Chang Ping is now a silver warrior and his five senses have been greatly enhanced, otherwise he would not be able to hear clearly.
"You won't tell me? Do you believe me? I will pick 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 delighted upon hearing this, nodding his eight terrifying heads like a chicken pecking at rice, "The tender skin and meat of the little girl 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 allow it to crawl to the shore so that it could carry the corpse into the water for it to eat.
If the black tortoise is dead, it will be difficult for it to eat meat. This opportunity is rare and must not be missed.
"Xiao Wang?" Chang Ping was stunned, turned his head and asked, "Are you calling me?"
"Aren't you a bastard? That's right, my name is Xiao Wang!"
Chang Ping slammed the gasoline barrel, stood up, pointed at Xiang Liu's nose and cursed: "You are the bastard! Your whole family are bastards, your uncle, your ancestors..."
"Bounce back!" Xiangliu didn't bother with Chang Ping and slowly dived into the water.
However, it still left its head above the water, drooling and staring at the little maid.
"That...what is that thing? So scary~" The little maid was frightened by Xiangliu. She had never seen such an ugly monster.
And such a monster actually lives under the eldest lady's bed. Why does she keep such a terrible monster? Thinking of this, the little 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 little maid: "Why did Shen Xiu send you down? Answer me, if you don't want to be thrown into the water!"