Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 151

Cao Ping just thought about it and didn't expect his luck to be so good.

The second opponent is her.

The child went upstairs, still half asleep. Seeing Cao Ping, he asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Cao Ping looked so pitiful, his clothes were almost stained with blood, and his face was extremely pale.

Cao Ping smiled bitterly when he heard this: "That's not good. Are you going to kill me?"

Child: "Why would I kill you? Didn't I say that no one would die? Wouldn't it be better if you just admitted defeat?"

Cao Ping pointed toward the seats in the distance and said, "That monster is very optimistic about me and has bet a lot of money. It said that if I lose, it will make me into a snack."

The child squinted his eyes and saw that the monster was actually a big cat. "It must be craving fish."

Cao Ping: ...I must kill her once and for all.

Child: "Why don't you turn yourself into a fish for it?"

Cao Ping forced a smile: "Good idea, but unfortunately..."

His expression became dejected. "This place is too far from the water. I can't change."

The child had been wanting to ask for a long time: "What exactly is your talent? Why can you swim, become invisible, and turn into a fish?"

Cao Ping almost wanted to glare at her: And you're invisible...

"This..." Cao Ping hesitated, not sure whether to tell her in exchange for her trust.

There's already a commotion in the stands over there.

"Fight! What are you talking about?"

"If you don't beat me, I'll beat you into a pulp!"

"What's so fun about kids fighting? Just make them into balls and cook them in a pot."

"They are not very good at eating at their age. It is better to be younger."

"It's the same thing if you simmer it slowly and add more seasoning."

Child:……

Cao Ping: ...

Cao Ping: "Why don't you just kill me? I can't beat you anyway, and dying in your hands would be more satisfying."

The child was really hesitant to do it. She thought for a moment and said loudly, "Don't argue. If the fish balls are cooked with me, the flavors will mix. Wait a minute, let's discuss which one to kill for you to eat."

The big cat monster spoke: "I don't like to eat dead things."

Child:……

"Don't be so picky about food..." She tried to dissuade him.

Big Cat: ...This sounds so familiar. My poor master used to say this all the time. It was a mess, there was nothing good about it, and he even made me fat.

It pinched its soft belly, which was so big.

This meat looks unfair.

What will happen if you don’t pick on me?

The big cat looked at her with a fierce look in his eyes: "Fish spirit, go ahead, kill her, and I'll eat you next time."

Cao Ping: ...That's enough...

The other monsters were surprisingly easy to talk to.

They think both are fine. Some monsters like to eat raw food, while others like to eat cooked food.

"One is definitely not enough. How about we cook them both and make a double-boiled pot?"

They also don't want to smell anything.

"What do the king and distinguished guests think?"

They looked hesitantly at the two sheds in the middle that were blocked by gauze curtains.

The demon king's voice was small: "My dear guest, what do you think?"

"Haha!" The distinguished guest said in a loud voice, "If the beauty says forget it, then forget it!

"These two dishes are not enough for two little blood-eaters! If the king doesn't care, whoever loses today will eat!"

Demon King: "I can do anything."

The monsters had to give up their plan to eat something new and urged them to fight faster.

Cao Ping looked decadent, ready to be killed.

The kid's fist was right in front of him, but he didn't dodge or evade, which made it really difficult to deal with him.

The child hit him, giving him a black eye, and then stopped: "Are you okay? Why didn't you fight back?"

Cao Ping: "I can't beat you anyway, so it doesn't matter if I don't fight back."

Child: "That's true, but I can't bring myself to do it."

Cao Ping didn't recruit her.

"It's okay," Cao Ping said gently, "Ever since I came here, I knew I would die sooner or later."

As he spoke, his expression became sad. He squatted on the ground with his head lowered and his shoulders shrugging.

The child came over and asked him, "Are you crying?"

She bent down and touched his head.

Cao Ping raised his head while choking with sobs: "I..."

A knife was plunged directly into the child's stomach.

Cao Ping raised his clean face and smiled: "Why should I cry? You should be the one crying."

He stood up and hugged the child with one hand, stabbing the knife deeper. He whispered in the child's ear: "Don't blame me, it's your bad luck to meet me."

The child's head is full of pain!

Does being stabbed really hurt so much?

"Cao Ping!"

"What to do?" Cao Ping tilted his head slightly with a smile.

The child grabbed the scales on his neck and scratched at them with his nails that had not been trimmed for many days.

Cao Ping's face was also distorted by pain, and he subconsciously tilted his head.

The child bit his ear.

One was screaming in pain, and the other was bubbling with blood from his mouth.

Cao Ping couldn't stand it anymore, and after much difficulty he tore her off and kicked her far away.

The child clutched a few scales and said his last words: "I will not...let you go...even if I become a ghost!"

Cao Ping saw that her ear was almost bitten through and his neck was covered in blood.

The damn scales are like barbs. Not only do they go down by themselves, but they also have to take a piece of flesh with them.

"You," Cao Ping clutched his neck in pain, "Aren't you a vegetarian? Why are you biting me?"

Child: "I also... broke the rules..."

Crystal clear tears slid down the corners of her eyes, and the child left another last word in her broken voice: "Don't enter... the temple..."

Cao Ping: "Why?"

"Because..." The child propped himself up and sat up a little with difficulty, his expression ferocious and distorted, "Buddha will chop you to death, you black-hearted, rotten-lung fish demon!"

After she finished roaring, a mouthful of blood spurted out. She just glared at Cao Ping and slowly rested her head on her arms.

Cao Ping knew she was dead, but he couldn't help but retort: ​​"You'd better not go near the water in your next life, or I will drag you in and drown you!"

What does her Buddha splitting fish have to do with him?

What's going on in her head?

If it has scales, it must be a fish spirit? Can't it be a snake spirit?

No! Who is the goblin?

Cao Ping cursed in his heart as he walked to the front of the stage. The chicken-headed demon who was announcing the verdict was stunned for a moment before he stepped on stage and said, "The winner of this match is!"

Bang!

puff!

Cao Ping was suddenly knocked to the ground, blood spurting out from his neck.

His voice also gurgled. He covered his neck and turned back, his eyes bloodshot and asked, "How is this possible?"

His voice seemed soaked in water.

The child clutched his stomach and said, "Thank goodness, I waited for a long time but didn't die."

"This has nothing to do with Buddhism..."

It doesn't matter!

Before Cao Ping could finish his words, he died.

The child extended his hand to the chicken-headed demon: "Please help me, the winner of this round."

The chicken-headed demon bent down with mixed feelings...

Then it froze, staring at the bloody hole in its stomach in disbelief: "You!"

It raised its head and questioned, with another one on its neck: "You! Why did you poke me?"

Child: “It’s just a matter of convenience!”

The chicken-headed monster was running around on the stage, and the child found the right moment to jump onto its back and poke it hard.

Even after half of its head fell off, it was still running around the field.

Child: ...You're truly a demon! Where were you when I was running around the mountain?

She didn't have the chance to ask the question as the Minotaur stabbed her to death with a fork.