I was originally lying on the ground, suppressing the old ghost's struggle with my hands and feet, and when I heard the anxious shout of Xiao Yao Duoduo, I quickly asked what I meant?

Before the little demon Duoduo answered, the samao Xiaodao who took out the talisman from the treasure bag was also startled and said, "Nani? Detonate the zombie of the cauldron? Damn, I don't want to be buried with you..." He jumped up suddenly, and knotted a rope quickly with a red line in his hand, shouting, saying that I used "devouring the gods and holding back my breath" to close the resentment of this guy, and try it to see if it can do it!

The little demon Duoduo shouted loudly, yes! Lu Zuo ran away quickly, stop beating, once this guy exploded, he would definitely die within five meters.

I have never seen her so anxious that she actually flew down and wanted to pull me away. Although this little girl was not reliable, she was so anxious for the first time, and the body under me was no longer struggling. I also knew the seriousness of the matter. She shouted "The wind tightly pulled", let go of her wrestling hands and feet, no longer entangled, and rolled, and rushed toward the roadside next to her.

There was also a slope next to the mountain road, with weeds, thorns and small trees below. I fell so much that my whole body felt ache, and two low sounds came from beside me.

It is Zamao Xiaodao and Xu Ming.

Then, I heard a muffled thunder sound, like the kind of iron cannon I used to die when I was a child. "Bang", then the heat on my head, and the flesh and blood in the sky spilled down, pouring it all over us. A piece of black object was thrown from above and was about to hit my head. I turned my head, dodged, and looked closely and saw that it was half a red and black kidney, shrinking and still beating. The plasma kept falling, like a drizzle.

I rolled aside, avoided the fishy pickled tent, and accidentally pressed my left hand to the ground, soft.

At first glance, it was a round eyeball with a lot of tissue fluid on it, which was extremely sticky.

I have experienced so many disgusting experiences, but I can't resist the scene of death. My stomach suddenly churned. In the evening, I ate Cantonese cuisine in Jialin Tower. I suddenly came out of my esophagus and sprayed all of them. A weak scolding came from beside me: "You disgusting ghost, be careful, I'm so happy that I'm not happy with my mother..." I struggled to get up, and I saw the little demon Duoduo squatting in the grass, covering my stomach, looking uncomfortable.

I was startled and asked with concern what was wrong?

She spitted me and said that girls feel uncomfortable every day every month. What a fuck? I was sweating coldly! Can ghosts and demons still be considered "girls"? This little fox is really unwilling to care about. She is a duck and is so stubborn.

The Zamao Trail had already crawled back to the road surface. Seeing that the little demon Duoduo was not seriously injured, I felt relieved and climbed up. I saw that there were blurred flesh and blood on the protruding open space, and there were many broken bone fragments and slags on the mud, which were deeply inserted into it. There were many small pits on it. These were all the marks that were smashed during the high-speed movement of blood. It was conceivable that if we were one step late, our bodies might have turned into sieves at this moment.

How tragic is this way of death?

I don’t know whether “Li Zhiyuan”’s consciousness was still there or not when this body exploded. If it were there, this kind of pain was afraid of being tortured by inhuman. I was silent in my heart and slowly walked to the edge of the explosion, where half of the head was shaking.

The plasma spreads in a jet-like manner.

Xu Ming died, no, Li Zhiyuan, who lived in Xu Ming's body, died. I could hear the lament of souls in the air, as if he was reluctant to leave, or liberated. Then, the elusive fluctuations flew out of the sky without missing the world, and went straight to the You Mansion. I sighed in my heart, the real Li Zhiyuan did not have much impression of me, and a few short descriptions from others could not directly enter my heart. I don't care about what kind of person he is, nor do I want to understand. I just sighed lightly in my heart, which was pity for the disappearance of life.

What is in the You Mansion? What will it look like after a person dies? Will it exist? Or will it be an eternal disappearance, continuous darkness, until the universe disappears?

I didn't know at that time. He was responsible for his life, and I was responsible for my life.

But Li Zhiyuan is dead, where is the old ghost?

I suddenly thought of the words that Xiao Yao Duoduo screamed just now: Be careful, this guy is going to detonate the Cauldron Corpse Pill and turn elsewhere...

Where else to invest?

I looked at the miscellaneous paths that were checking the scene everywhere, and then looked at Xu Ming who was holding Han Yue up the mountain road. There was no one else except these two people? If the old ghost reunited as a spirit body, his attack would probably be even more fierce at this moment. However, Xiao Yao Duoduo said he would go to another place, and obviously possessed him again. I looked at Xu Ming who helped Han Yue up, and happened to meet a expressionless face and a pair of purple and weird resentful eyes.

I was shocked and actually found her?

Before I could remind me, I took out the broken mirror that I had used countless times, raised my hand and looked at it: "Infinite Heavenly Lord!" This time, the mirror spirit was powerful, and Han Yue, whose nails became two inches long, was fixed. She was shocked, and Xu Ming immediately discovered it. He immediately used the yoga technique, pressing the thin Han Yue underneath.

From my perspective, this posture and movement are simply not suitable for children.

missionary……

Zamao Xiaodao just turned his attention there, and his eyes turned red and he shouted, "Let that girl go, let me come..." As he laughed, his speed was not slow, and he rushed forward with a few big steps. With me, he pressed the old ghost possessed by Han Yue to the ground, just like before.

After the suppression of the arhats, we found that the old ghost came to Han Yue, but it was really a mistake. Han Yue was only about 1.5 meters tall, and he was a girl. Compared with Xu Ming's original body, he was almost inferior to his grandma's house. Moreover, after a lot of trouble, Han Yue had lost most of his strength. Even if he was possessed by the old ghost, he was quite weak. Why not run away? Do we have a grudge? Or why?

We were crowded together, I thought so.

Xu Ming cried below, saying Han Yue, Han Yue, Yue'er...

I felt something was wrong, rolled down, squatted to the ground, and found that Han Yue, who was possessed, had a stiff face, with ashen blue eyes, one purple and the other black. Obviously, Han Yue's "self" consciousness did not disappear with the invasion of the old ghost, but was in a tenacious struggle. As expected, this woman's heart was as hard as a stubborn stone and her will was as steel as a powerful character.

Zamao Xiaodao no longer took advantage, and squatted with me in a row, watching the fight.

Han Yue's face changed several times, and the inside was dangerous, which was not worthy of the outside world.

About two minutes later, Han Yue shouted softly: "Li..." Xu Ming was shocked, his tone softened a little, saying it was you? Han Yue! Han Yue nodded, gritted his teeth, saying yes, Li... No, Brother Xu Ming, kill me, I want to die in your arms. Xu Ming's face of surprise just leaked froze, and he showed an incredible expression, saying, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Han Yue gritted her teeth and jumped out almost word by word, saying, Brother Xu Ming, this evil ghost has been entangled by me, my curse has made it at its weakest time now, you kill me, and then let this long-haired cousin save me, the evil ghost will disappear together, quickly, I won't be able to delay it for long. If he lets me control me, then I will not die at that time, and you will die too.

Xu Ming hesitated, while Zamao Xiaodao and I stood up and hid aside.

To be honest, we can't stand the scene of Qiong Yao like this.

"Hurry! Brother Xu Ming, use this dagger to kill me... Death in your arms is also the perfect end to my sinful life!" The voice came over, and I was trembling with cold. What a wonderful line... However, as a girl's words before her death, it seemed that it was more appropriate. I lowered my head, and for some reason, the corners of my eyes were a little wet.

Zamao Xiaodao looked up at the sky. There was a half-stringed moon in the sky, very bright. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth with a layer of mercury.

*******

It was over. I, Zamao Xiaodao and Xu Ming, who were in a state of despair, were all sitting on the mud on the mountain road, listening to the whistling wind at the foot of the mountain.

Xu Ming's face was lowered and he hid into the night, chaotic darkness.

After a long time, he asked us hard whether we were going to talk to Li Longchun, his current father, about the whole story, and then expose everything about him. I didn't say anything, but looked at Zamao Xiaodao. To be honest, I am just a simple character with a wife and a child. I don't have much control and don't want to manipulate other people's lives. I don't have many ideas on what to do next.

Zamao Xiaodao was silent for a while, pointed to Han Yue who was sleeping quietly beside him, and said that he wanted to hear the story of this little girl.

Xu Ming was stunned and said, "Don't you want to listen to my story?"

Zamao Xiaodao shook his head and said that Li Zhiyuan is dead. Isn’t it all you talk nonsense about anything? Moreover, compared to men, he prefers to listen to stories about beautiful women, especially the warm body of this beautiful woman, who is still lying next to us.

I also understood what Zamao Xiaodao said: Although Han Yue was once a rival to us who wanted to kill him, as a woman, she was a woman worth remembering, a woman who was terrible and admirable. But for the sake of survival, we let her die under our eyes, which made his heart and my heart a little regretful.

Every excellent quality is worthy of admiration.

But if things go back ten minutes ago, our decision will still be to hand over the choice to Xu Ming. Because Han Yue personally gave Xu Ming the power of life and death. This is her decision, and we respect her, including any decision.

Xu Ming's mouth was bitter, he swallowed his saliva, and then began to talk about Han Yuelai he knew.

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